If nothing else, they ruined too many things when they quarreled.
Some of them can no longer be found today, but they were treasures back then.
Those eighteen pearls are insignificant.
He only remembered that when he returned to the city, she was waiting for him on the tower; he only remembered that when her hairpin was tilted sideways, he felt a surge of impulse towards her.
At that moment, I wanted to hold her in my arms.
As for the subsequent gifts and disputes, if she didn't mention them, he wouldn't remember them.
Yun Qiao seemed to have taken a nap and suddenly woke up.
The past events in her memory are vivid, passionate, and short-lived.
Xi Lanting lived for too many years, and he grew from a tree into a large forest. The years swelled his body and made his memory fade.
He only deliberately retained the best years of those ten years and thought about them over and over again, while the others were indifferent.
If he were a real human being, these memories would be gone now.
Fortunately, he remembered.
His memory is like a huge library, with some precious books placed in conspicuous places and some insignificant books piled up in the warehouse.
After flipping through it, I can still find it and nothing is lost.
"...I was not at home, were you distracted while studying?"
Xi Lanting asked.
Yun Qiao: "Well, I'm so old, why do you still have to check your homework when you come back?
If you are serious, I will call you daddy."
Xi Lanting: "..."
Mr. Xi Qi was not vulgar enough to ask his wife to call her daddy, so he tapped her on the head lightly and hard, "Needless to say, I must not have studied well these days."
If you study hard, you will be confident and confident without fear of investigation, instead of making excuses to escape.
Yun Qiao hugged his waist and said coquettishly: "I have a good memory. Even if I get distracted, I can still get the first place in my grade. I won't disgrace Master Xi Qi. Don't worry."
Xi Lanting hooked her chin and kissed her.
He knew her weakness, so he said, "Don't you plan to graduate early?"
Yun Qiao's self-esteem will not allow her to treat herself as an ordinary person and study hard for five years.
Ordinary students not only learn knowledge in school, but also wait for their own growth, growing physically and mentally from children to adults.
Yun Qiao doesn't need it.
"Look, we have four professional courses, Chinese language, ethics, and arithmetic.
I have no problem with professional courses. I am my mentor in Chinese language courses. I have always received mixed grades in ethics courses. Arithmetic courses are even easier. It is simply a dead thing."
Yun Qiao said, "It's too easy to graduate early."
Xi Lanting felt that his wife was very crazy and could easily get her tongue blown by the wind.
However, this is true.
A lot of knowledge can be passed by relying on memory; as for clinical experiments, she is already catching up with Zhou Mulian.
"Then as a reward, I'll take you to play cards."
Xi Lanting said.
Yun Qiao: "No more this time, there's no point in playing cards with those strangers.
When it's my birthday, I'll call my friends and we'll play all night.
Playing cards with the socialites in the club is always difficult to win their money, after all, they also have to eat; but it is different with friends.
It’s really boring to play cards without winning money.”
Xi Lanting burst into laughter.
The two of them went out to eat in the afternoon.
He came back and life went on. Yun Qiao no longer thought about the past and studied hard.
On weekends, in addition to meeting her friends and having afternoon tea, she also went to Qian's house, Teacher Huang's house and even Ding's house.
Life is very fulfilling.
Thanks to Yingying, she came to life again.
This time the flowering period may only last a few years, but it made up for her many regrets and she was very satisfied.
"My own money should be divided into several parts early.
When I wither and die in a few years, I'll leave some money for my friends."
She couldn't help but make a plan.
And at that time, Xi Lanting went back to making trees, right?
How many more years will he have to endure?
Unable to live or die, Yun Qiao felt that she had been too much towards him back then; and this feeling of no end, he must be very desperate, right?