"That's right. Now that you are someone else's lover, you don't want to see me anymore."
Xia Yang glanced at Ouyang Fu with resentment, then turned his head away.
Ouyang Fu was silent for a while, watching Xia Yang finish the sweet and sour pork in front of him with chopsticks one after another, and then moved on to another plate of spicy tofu. He couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth and looked in front of him.
After just one glance, he was stunned.
Where is the sweet and sour shrimp in front of her?
She just missed Liu Ruixuan for a moment, and the dish was empty?
miss?
Ouyang Fuqian's face burned inadvertently. He glanced at Xia Yang on the right from the corner of his eye, and then lowered his eyes.
Fortunately, Xia Yang didn't look at her and was eating the food in front of him with all his strength.
Ouyang Fu glanced at Xia Yang nearby from the corner of his eyes, hesitated for a moment, then reached out to pick up the open "Boys" in front of him: Xiao Rui's black and white eyes suddenly broke into his sight again.
Inexplicably, a small burst of joy surged up.
He still remembers her, oh no, still remembers his sister.
His eyes fell on that name, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly unconsciously.
Deja vu?
She thought that the way he looked at her that day was indifferent, but it turned out that it was not the case!
"This book belongs to me."
Ouyang Fuqian closed the book, placed it on his left hand side, and looked towards Xia Yang.
"Ah?" Xia Yang was startled by the chopsticks in his hand, "That's mine."
"What's yours is not mine!" Ouyang Fu smiled lightly and glanced sideways at Xia Yang, "Weren't you planning to throw it in the trash can just now?"
"That's right." Xia Yang smashed his mouth and picked up a leaf of cabbage, "What's mine is yours, and I'm yours too. You're welcome, take it away."
Ouyang Fuqian was instantly suffocated.
Xia Yang is not a serious person!
She suddenly became a little curious, what did that Zhu Yan like about Xia Yang?
According to Xia Yang himself, his childhood sweetheart and childhood sweetheart chased him every day!
However, looking at the text in "Boys", it doesn't seem like it!
"You can't shut up your mouth with so much food?" Ouyang Fuqian glanced at the plates on the dining table, then looked at Xia Yang, "They say people who eat other people's food have short mouths, but you are becoming more and more unconscious.
Already."
"Where am I unconscious?" Xia Yang glanced at Ouyang Fu, picked up the tomato and egg soup in front of him and drank it, "I didn't even ask you to reimburse the travel expenses, and you are still arguing with me!"
Ah? Ouyang Fuqian couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.
Putting it this way, could it be that she is really stingy?
"By the way," Xia Yang put down the soup bowl and looked at Ouyang Fuqian, "did you really see that ugly boy last month?"
Huh? Ouyang Fuqian couldn't help but feel suffocated again.
Ugly boy? What's so ugly about Xiao Rui? He's obviously no worse than Xia Yang!
This doesn't seem to be the point. The point is, how did Xia Yang guess it?
"Don't look at me like that," Xia Yang looked away, looked at the dining table, brought over the rice on the opposite side, and took a few bites, "It's not like you don't know that I've always been very smart, but now you only have that ugly heart in your heart.
Boy, am I no longer around?"
Ouyang Fu pursed his lips, glanced at Xia, and said nothing.
Don't want to pay attention to him!
"Why don't you say anything?" Xia Yang picked up a piece of spicy tofu and looked at Ouyang Fuqian, "Which bookstore did we meet? How could it be such a coincidence?"
Ouyang Fuqian pretended not to hear and turned to look out the window.
The crimson color on the horizon is gradually fading away, just like the initial coolness is gradually fading away.
"Or did he meet another girl?" Xia Yang's voice suddenly came again.
Ouyang Fuqian was slightly startled, then turned to look at Xia Yang, meeting his somewhat puzzled eyes.
The initial joy suddenly faded away.
After meeting her, with just a quick glance, Xiao Rui thought it was the "her" in his memory, and then he was inspired to write this long and touching prose. Then, if he meets other people
Where are people?
Will he also feel the same way?
Ouyang Fuqian's eyes moved down to the pile of "Boys" on the dining table. Is there a girl he "encountered by chance" in every poem or prose?
My heart twisted again.
She almost forgot that beside Liu Ruixuan, on the day they met by chance, there was a little girl with a bright smile beside him.
Ouyang Fu's eyes trembled slightly. Thinking of the beginning, Xia Yang seemed to have said that Liu Ruixuan had a girlfriend.
So, the depth and shallowness in this article "Deja Vu" may be just an adjective.
Deep and shallow memories, deep and shallow you.
Ouyang Fuqian suddenly felt a little depressed. Looking at the closed "Boys" in front of him, he thought of the girl with the bright smile he met that day.
She had pretty short hair and big sparkling eyes, and looked at her full of hostility after looking at her.
The girl said that they didn't know her, so let's go.
That day, Liu Ruixuan smiled politely at her and left.
It turns out that she was overthinking it again!
That girl is his public campus sweetheart.
Who is she? An image that I have never even remembered!
This text that suddenly appeared, maybe it was just a temporary sentiment on his part!
As for the name on it: Ouyang Fuqian, maybe it's just that person's imagination that occasionally comes up? Who would keep childhood memories with them and read them at any time?
What's more, he already has a real "girlfriend" by his side!
"What are you thinking about? You don't want to talk to me anymore?" Xia Yang came over and waved his hand in front of Ouyang Fuqian, "Hey, come to your senses. Hi!"
Ouyang Fuqian couldn't help but smile bitterly in her heart, trembled her eyes, and looked towards Xia Yang.
"What? I want to ask you something?" Xia Yang looked at Ouyang Fuqian, sat back, picked up a piece of tofu, and handed it to Ouyang Fuqian, "Open your mouth, ah!"
Ouyang Fu looked at Xia Yang intently, without moving or speaking.
"Open your mouth, ah! This tastes good, try it, open your mouth."
Xia Yang smiled and stretched his chopsticks in front of Ouyang Fuqian, "What? Are you so happy that you're stupid? That's not true!"
How could she be happy?
She obviously had new worries.
Ouyang Fu smiled slightly, turned his head away, and his eyes inadvertently fell on the pile of "Boys" in front of him, and then turned to the special edition of "Boys" pressed under his left hand.
November is the season of late autumn and early autumn!
It’s also the season when people look for trouble!
Turning to look out the window, a gust of wind passed by, and a few maple leaves that were not yet red were swaying in the wind. Occasionally, two or three leaves would inadvertently rise and fall with the wind.
Can she, like the passing wind outside the window, blow by and then disperse? Can she, like the falling leaves, rise and fall with the wind, and then let all the past disappear?
"We won't really meet each other, right?"
Xia Yang's voice came over again, "Where did you see it? Tell me about it."
Ouyang Fu narrowed his eyes slightly and looked again and again at the falling leaves outside the window: "It's all over, what is there to say."
Xia Yang shook his hand, and the tofu in his hand suddenly fell to the ground.