Provincial capital university, quiet park corridor.
Shen Dapeng leaned quietly under the shade of a big white poplar tree and looked carefully at Cao Mengyuan, who was sitting on a bench not far away, reading as quietly as a virgin.
Two years, two whole years.
Due to the pressure from the Huang family and the Cao family, the communication between Cao Mengyuan and Shen Dapeng was always simple text messages and short phone calls. If they could no longer express their thoughts, it would be a handwritten letter.
In the past, the sun became slower, the carriages and horses were very slow, and the letters were far away. There was only enough time to love one person in a lifetime.
In today's daylight, no one knows whether Shen Dapeng or Cao Mengyuan is going slowly or quickly. In just two years, each other has clearly understood that their lives are destined to be entangled in longing and love.
The breeze blew gently, blowing a strand of Cao Mengyuan's hair, the branches and leaves swayed, and bright sunlight passed through the gaps between the leaves, shining on Cao Mengyuan's fair cheeks, which seemed to be more pink.
Cao Mengyuan frowned slightly, smoothed her hair, blocked the sunlight above her head, changed it to an angle that was no longer dazzling, and continued to read the book in her hand quietly, not noticing anything different around her.
"hehe."
Standing dozens of meters apart, Shen Dapeng couldn't control the angle of his mouth, and couldn't help but feel his heart pounding.
This girl who has kept him going for two years is still exactly the same as the image in his mind, like a fairy. Looking at her from a distance makes people's hearts surge.
In the past two years, he was not always thinking about the girl in his eyes. He would also fight for his career and work hard for other things he wanted and wanted. But every time it came to the most critical, difficult and lonely moment, he was the first to enter uncontrollably.
The person with his thoughts always made him unable to treat Cao Mengyuan rationally.
Cao Mengyuan is indeed the kind of girl who can make men not want to look away once they take one look at her, but the joy in Shen Dapeng's heart is definitely not just because of Cao Mengyuan's alluring appearance.
He missed her because at special times, Cao Mengyuan could always give him peace of mind and gentleness that no one else could give him. He couldn't tell what was good about her, but no one could replace her. There was no reason to say so.
The feeling of thinking about it day and night, the more unavailable it is, the more desperate it is, like... the rootless straw in the hand of a drowning person, with no choice but unable to let go.
Perhaps, this is the emotion that Shen Dapeng has in mind? He himself can't explain or understand it.
At this moment, Shen Dapeng just wanted to watch quietly, and then imagined that when Cao Mengyuan got up to leave, he secretly appeared in front of Cao Mengyuan, hooked his melon-faced chin in a very ungentlemanly way, and enjoyed it contentedly. Cao Mengyuan was surprised and surprised.
Cute expression.
Sure enough, the wind became stronger again, blowing over the book that Cao Mengyuan was holding lightly, and the pages were messed up.
Cao Mengyuan frowned and vomited a slightly complaining grievance. She neatly arranged the bookmarks, closed the book, stood up slowly, and left in the opposite direction to Shen Dapeng.
The next second, Shen Dapeng walked around the isolation zone of the bushes, walked around to the front with brisk steps, straightened his hair and clothes, and hid behind a big tree that Cao Mengyuan must pass.
"Nine, eight, seven..."
Shen Dapeng calculated the distance between him and Cao Mengyuan, counted to one in his heart, and came out from behind the tree pretending to be handsome.
I thought it would be a long-awaited surprise encounter, but unexpectedly, just like the cliche script, it turned into a shock, even a surprise.
In front of Cao Mengyuan, a boy actually appeared one step earlier than him. He had the same posture, the same smile, and even the same expectant eyes, but...he was taller and more handsome than him.
He was so handsome that you could see his neat figure from behind, and he was so tall that he blocked Cao Mengyuan's sight, making it impossible to see him hiding behind a tree and peeping at him, who was only less than ten meters away.
"Hi, Mengyuan, we agreed to go to the theater together to listen to yo-yo's cello recital. I'm here to pick you up and I've bought the tickets. Look..."
"Gongsun Miao, you must have remembered wrongly. I will never promise anything to a stranger." Cao Mengyuan's face did not change at all and she said calmly.
"I'm a stranger? We were in the same high school, and it took me a year to persuade my grandfather to allow me to transfer from Yenching University to the same school as you."
Gongsun Miao didn't care about Cao Mengyuan's indifference, and seemed to be used to it. He still had a flattering smile, "Besides... you all know that my name is Gongsun Miao, which means you still remember me, right?"
"Sorry, I have a good memory. If I misunderstand you, I will try my best to forget your name." Cao Mengyuan didn't even have the shyness of a little girl, and she didn't even make eye contact with Gongsun Miao.
"No, no, it's just a joke, don't take it seriously, I..."
Gongsun Miao was over 1.9 meters tall. If he wanted to stop Cao Mengyuan, he would have to bend over halfway. But when he turned halfway, he felt someone tap him on the shoulder from behind.
"Huh?" When Gongsun Miao turned back out of curiosity, he didn't see Cao Mengyuan's suddenly stiff body or the constant flash of light in her eyes.
"Brother, are you trying to pick up girls?" Shen Dapeng, who originally saw Cao Mengyuan chatting with other boys not far away, was still hesitant, but after hearing a few words of conversation, he felt endless confidence in his heart.
"Who are you?" Gongsun Miao turned around and saw Shen Dapeng, who was dressed in ordinary clothes and was not as tall or as good as him. He didn't care at all in his heart. Only the displeasure of interrupting his date was clearly etched on his face.
"I am... a teacher who can teach you techniques for picking up girls."
"clatter!"
Shen Dapeng snapped his fingers in a cool way, and pointed his index finger lightly at Cao Mengyuan, who was slightly nervous. Then he looked intently and smiled evilly, deliberately shrugged his shoulders, and walked closer step by step as if he didn't recognize his relatives.
"You, what are you going to do?" Cao Mengyuan had never seen Shen Dapeng look so ungrateful. She backed away nervously until she was leaning on a tree trunk with nowhere to hide.
"Beauty, do you want to listen to a concert with me? Then have a bowl of Malatang, then go for a walk by the river in the evening, enjoy the night view of the river, and discuss the century-old topic of whether there is pure friendship between men and women?"
Shen Dapeng pressed forward step by step. Seeing that Cao Mengyuan had no chance of retreating, he put his hands directly on the tree trunk on Cao Mengyuan's shoulders, and his body was almost in front of Cao Mengyuan. Their eyes were facing each other, less than ten centimeters apart, and even the warm breath of each other's breath was gone.
It can be felt clearly.
"I, I have to go back... to my dormitory tonight." Cao Mengyuan stuttered, so nervous that she swallowed her saliva.
"That means you agreed? Don't worry, if you are tired, we can still find a place to rest. Is there any problem?" Although what Shen Dapeng said was a question, his tone was domineering and unquestionable.
"Friend, it's really ungentlemanly for you to treat a weak girl like this, and I warn you to stay away from her, otherwise I will think you are bullying me..."