Zong Bairong felt a little sad. He was fascinated when he saw him the first time he saw him? He was amazed. Haha, weren’t they all still girls of five or six years old at that time? He was so beautiful that he was fascinated by you?

She was unhappy and didn't want to continue listening to Luo Xiaoyao's stories about childhood sweethearts who were so crazy. What's the point? It's cliché!

However, Luo Xiaoyao was riding a bicycle in front and could not see someone's face covered with clouds at this moment. Moreover, even if he saw it, he might still be secretly happy!

He continued, "I was only 5 years old at that time."

"On Children's Day that year, the kindergarten I was in and other kindergartens jointly organized a celebration. I sat down as an audience and saw a girl wearing a red apple skirt on the stage. The girl had big eyes, red cheeks, and a clear and pleasant voice. She said generously on the stage, 'I'll tell you a story about a big white goose today'. Then she told stories while doing various movements, pouting her mouth and pretending to be a little duck, and then stretching her arms to pretend to be a little goose, like a cute elf fairy..."

Luo Xiaoyao recalled the first encounter, and couldn't help but smile at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows. More than ten years have passed in a flash, but the little girl at that time seemed to be still in front of her, lifelike and dreamy.

Zong Bairong used to block his ears while Luo Xiaoyao was invisible, but he could block his ears. However, she accidentally heard a few words. Then, her hand slowly took off her ears, and the expression on her face also changed.

"I'll tell you a story about the big white goose today!"

Why is this sentence so familiar?

I vaguely remember that there was a small figure in my memory. I put on makeup and bravely went on stage for the first time and said to everyone: "Hello everyone, I will tell you a story about a big white goose today!"

Luo Xiaoyao rode his bike and continued to recall the most precious scenes in his mind and the innocent love.

"I remembered her at that time, such a cute girl. It's a pity that she and I are not in the same kindergarten. After the June 1st art performance, the children in our kindergarten were taken away by the teacher. I didn't meet her or talk to her."

Speaking of this, the corners of his mouth slowly drooped, and his voice became low, "She didn't even know that there was someone like me."

Zong Bairong's heartbeat was almost three beats.

"Later, I met her again. She was 8 years old when she graduated from kindergarten and went to elementary school. The kindergarten she went to had an elementary school. Usually they went straight to the school and didn't have to re-choose the school. So I thought, I would go to that elementary school, so that I could get to know her."

"I tried to deal with my family and took me to that elementary school, but the requirements were still very high. As long as my family was nearby, my home was far away from there, and my grandma was usually alone at home, so it was not convenient to pick me up and drop me off. So the school said that it would not accept me for the sake of the personal safety of the students."

Luo Xiaoyao's tone could not hide the sarcasm and complaints, "Just like that, I didn't go to that elementary school, and she still didn't recognize me."

"I was very sad. I broke free from my grandma and ran out of the school alone. However, God treated me well. I just ran to the school gate and happened to see her! Her family sent her to the school. She grew up, her hair grew, she tied two pigtails, and wore a cute skirt, like a cute doll."

"I was stunned. I stopped and stood there and looked at her, watching her walk past me with her mother's hand, and when she passed by me, she laughed at me!"

"That smile is very sweet, I feel sweeter than all the lollipops I've ever eaten."

Zong Bairong listened quietly, and from Luo Xiaoyao's voice, she could hear his feelings and affection, the deep affection that came from the love that came to an end.

She suddenly became a little scared...

"That was the second time I saw her. I thought at the time that I might not see her in my life. After all, even the dream of a school could not be realized." Luo Xiaoyao stopped in front of him, and looked at Zong Bairong slightly, but the girl lowered her head and could not see her expression.

His eyes dimmed for a moment, then turned his head and looked at the number of seconds before the red lights, and slowly spoke again: "Of course, it was too young at that time. I don't know how long my life was, nor do I know that life is always full of surprises and surprises."

"I saw her again when I was in the fourth grade!"

The green light was on, and he stepped on his feet again and rode forward, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Bai Rong, do you know? When I saw her that time, she was sitting on the back seat of a bicycle just like you are now."

Zong Bairong's hand trembled while pinching Luo Xiaoyao's clothes. When she was in the fourth grade, she seemed to have an impression of the girl sitting in the back seat...

"Later I found out that they were some boys and girls in their class who had a good relationship. They made an appointment on the weekend to go on a cycling trip. The cycling end they chose was a small village with water and waterfalls. It happened that it was also the place I was going to play on that weekend, so I met her again by chance."

"I haven't seen her for three or four years, but I still recognized her at a glance. Her appearance has not changed much, but it's even more beautiful."

Zong Bairong suddenly didn't want to listen to him telling him anymore. This story was too unexpected to her. The clichéd childhood sweetheart she thought was, it turned out to be so heavy.

However, she didn't know how to speak or how to organize the language to let Luo Xiaoyao stop talking. She felt strange in her heart when she listened to his story like this. She couldn't describe it in words. She couldn't say happy or joy. Instead, she was left with only sadness and heartache.

"She sat in the back seat of a girl, smiling freely and flamboyantly. I looked at her silently from a distance. At that moment, I suddenly understood-"

"parking!"

She was at a loss and shouted out, interrupting Luo Xiaoyao's words.

Luo Xiaoyao's face instantly pale.

The bicycle was stopped suddenly, and Zong Bairong's face was ugly. She shouldn't have called to stop so directly. She should be more tactful, but at that time she didn't think at all, and she said something with her mouth and her brain was completely stunned.

She got out of the back seat and looked up at Luo Xiaoyao's pale and dull face. Unbearable and heartache flashed in her eyes. She spoke carefully.

"I told you to stop because the South School gate is ahead. I think I'll just walk in by myself. Can you ride your bike to the carport and help me put the car?"

After saying that, she spread her hands and put a bunch of keys in her palm, "This is the key to lock the car, for you."

He stood there, looking at her with a blank expression.
Chapter completed!