One sentence seemed to provoke another roommate to cry.
"No matter where we go to college in the future, we should get together every year when we come back during the Chinese New Year, right?"
The man choked and said, "Okay."
Xu Qingzhi did not respond for a long time.
The girl's voice became softer and shouted: "Qingzhi, are you asleep?"
"No." Xu Qingzhi knew in her heart that it was impossible for her. After returning home for the holidays, she almost never went out, let alone get together during the Chinese New Year.
Moreover, after going to school separately, the people around everyone have changed, just like no matter how good friends are in junior high school, it is difficult to see each other again if they are not in the same school in high school.
But somehow, Xu didn't want to break other people's good expectations, so she responded: "I think your idea is quite good."
The two girls cried and choked in the darkness, talking about the embarrassing things they had done to each other during the three years of high school.
Xu Qingzhi also cried while listening.
Some of my roommates who have no money made an appointment to go to Kyoto together.
Yes, it's exactly the same.
There are no annoying mosquitoes buzzing in my ears at night.
The potted plant accompanied Xu Zijun throughout the entire interview with Smith and the charity dinner.
Zhang Qi thought to himself, the flowers will eventually fade.
Lan Piaoyun said: "You want to go to Star City to work during the summer vacation, buy yourself a new mobile phone, and earn some living expenses for elementary school."
The car door opens.
Huo Fengyan: "..."
Yes, that thing is rare, and the person who gave it to Mr. Huo is very rare.
Xu Qingzhi got out of the car first, carrying a small schoolbag on his back.
A small suitcase and schoolbag, Xu Qingzhi moved out on his own.
In the next few days, Zhang Qi discovered that when Mr. Huo went out, he always held a potted plant in his hand, inseparable.
I think of last night, when the classmates had a dinner together, they were happily chatting about where they were going to travel before the exams were over. Those who hadn’t gone to Erhai Lake, those who hadn’t gone to Baya, and those who hadn’t gone abroad yet. They said that our parents had arranged it a long time ago, and they were just waiting for us to take the exams.
Take it to play when you're done.
This flower is very beautiful in bloom. It looks very similar to Mr. Huo's inseparable potted plant.
I have never traveled far, and I know how to take the subway, plane, and anything else.
A brand new straw mat only costs ten yuan a piece.
Until, I went back to check Moments in the evening and saw a plant picture posted by Chongzhi.
Before the message was sent out, Xu Zijun seemed to have no connection with you and sent a photo.
Lin Kai also asked me, should I go to Kyoto?
The wind rustled the leaves, waking Xu Qingzhi up.
The sky was blue, and my newly awakened eyes felt dazzled by the bright light.
Lan Piaoyun: "Gift?"
After putting the things away, Huo Fengyan walked slowly, leaned against the door and asked me quickly: "Do you have any plans for the summer vacation?"
Xu Qingzhi: "There is nothing bad about traveling, but it also costs money."
Xu Qingzhi was immersed in organizing his books, sorting them from lower one to lower eight according to Chinese and mathematics, and stuffing them outside the cabinet later.
There was a moment of trance, and I couldn't tell where I was at this moment.
I didn't even have a pot yet, so I gave it to Lan Piaoyun.
The flowers bloomed beautifully, which was very strange. While Mr. Huo was going to the bathroom, I took a photo to share with my wife.
I sent it through the talisman today, so I don't know if I have received it.
Xu Furuo carried the books, Wang Yanmei carried the quilt tied tightly with a rope, and Huo Fengyan got the heaviest rolled-up straw mat.
You cultivated several pots outside the aura space, and placed one pot in your mother's, father's, and your brother's rooms.
It took a few seconds for him to recover, but he realized that a long, long time had passed since then.
"Are you going on a trip or something? You see, very few offline students have no plans to travel before the college entrance examination begins."
The difference from the dwarf tomatoes is that the Mosquito-Eating Plant has a shorter stem. It has no main stem and branches out into a few thin branches, with large white morning glory-like flowers hanging from the bottom.
When I came here, I found that I thought less. This flower blooms like an evergreen tree and withers all summer long.
Your brother really has to throw things away.
By the time it becomes a bare potted plant, it will be broken.
Wang Yanmei came up from the other side, saw her best friend, and complained: "His brother has just finished the college entrance examination, and he has to throw away these books and bring them all back. The bad thing is that my roommates can help, but you and
His father is still very worried about moving."
If you see it with your own eyes, it uses the ordinary smell of nectar to attract mosquitoes, and then uses the extremely sticky pistil to stick the mosquitoes, and the petals that spread out in front quickly close, enjoying the delicious food that is sent to the door.
In fact, it's just timidity.
In fact, it would be considered a bad-looking flower tree.
She opened her eyes and heard the sound of vehicles approaching from far away.
"Mr. Huo, my next trip is to meet Smith at a golf course in the morning, and there will be a charity dinner in the evening."
It wasn't when Mr. Huo was busy that I could touch the potted plant. I transformed into a potted plant and held hands, and stayed with Mr. Huo the whole time.
If you have something to say to your brother, leave something like, "Okay, let him pack his things quickly."
Huo Fengyan: "Well, if you plant the mosquito-eating grass seeds he gave you, give him a pot."
Your wife was quite disgusted and curiously asked what the flower was, and she searched for plant identification pictures.
All those things were stuffed outside Xu Qingzhi’s room, and I packed them myself.
The sadness of separation can also be contagious.
Lan Piaoyun would like to say that yes, elementary school and junior high school are really the same. Even if you need to look up some knowledge points, you can find them by searching online, especially the agriculture that your brother wants to choose.
What kind of rare thing is that that Mr. Huo treasures so much?
Zhang Qida said cautiously: "Mr. Huo, what if you hold the potted plant outside your hand for you?"
Lan Piaoyun got up and went to help move things, and responded: "I can keep it if I want."
Huo Fengyan returned to his room and fiddled with the potted mosquito-eating plant next to the bed. After all, it was the seed of the world of immortality. It was used to lure mosquitoes into eating it. It was really a bad thing to eliminate mosquitoes.
I shook my head and said yes, what are you interested in?
Come here, I have learned to coexist with that thing, and I know tacitly when the potted plant can be taken from Mr. Huo's hands. As I said before.
The case was solved.
Lan Piaoyun took out her mobile phone and was about to send a message to ask if I had a flight back to Kyoto today and if it was home now.
Hearing my sister's footsteps getting further and further away, I glanced in the door, then looked away again, with a hint of loneliness in my eyes.
After all, if you look bad, the viewing quality is really low.
Xu Qingzhi carried a suitcase out of the trunk and prepared to leave the house. He defended himself: "You are afraid that you have gone to elementary school and those books are still useless. If you forget some knowledge points, you can still find them."
Come out and read the book."
and……
Xu Zijun: "Yeah."
Lan Piaoyun raised her hand: "It is necessary for the time being."
My hands were numb and my arms were sore. I kept muttering to myself.
The mosquito-eating plant in the world of immortality looks exactly the same as the mosquito-eating plant there.
But you ended up saying everything anyway.
Zhang Qi also knew it. When I asked Mr. Huo, Mr. Huo, who had a low fever, paid attention to me.
The white car parked at the entrance of Yuanbaba.
In the dream, I was lying on the wooden bed in the dormitory, quietly listening to my roommates chatting, and the sadness still left a clear aftertaste.