"At that time, my sister-in-law was brainwashed and she had to stay in China to study opera. My father couldn't persuade me, so he could only transfer me from the International Department to the Headquarters to study liberal arts. Now think about it...ah!"

"What's wrong? Do you still regret it?"

Xu Yinuo deliberately teased him: "Thinking about it now, studying abroad is good. With my sister taking me, I will definitely be very comfortable."

Hu Yang couldn't help but compare: "I'm not comfortable with you?"

"You, that's OK."

"Hey! He said so reluctantly, then you go abroad! Don't come back."

Huyang waved his hand and acted like a good way to leave without giving up.

Xu Yinuo smiled and said to himself that you want me to leave, but you let go of your hand. Why are you holding it tighter?

"That is the teaching building of the International Department, where I studied for a year."

Poplar follows the direction of Nuonuo's fingers and is a three-story villa with exquisite decoration.

"Is your teaching building only three floors?"

"There are not many international students, and they are taught in small classes. There are only about ten people in one class, so the classroom is not big."

Hu Yang noticed that the International Department was built separately in a park with supporting canteens, playgrounds and dormitories, which were almost completely separated from the headquarters. Students from the two departments were likely to have no intersection, and perhaps they could only meet them while walking by the lake.

The classes between people begin to be divided from middle school.

He couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

Nono transferred from the International Department to the Headquarters, to some extent, it was also considered "flying into the homes of ordinary people."

Of course, he eventually flew into Lao Hu's house.

Xu Yinuo continues to share her middle school life:

"Our school has many messy courses, such as pottery, cooking, Go, and martial arts. I remember my brother enrolled in martial arts classes, but he was too weak and only lasted for two months. Later, he said he would not take anything again.

We also have a campus TV station, which is made by students. I have also been a host! There are also Science and Technology Festival, Sports Festival, Art Festival - The Art Festival is the New Year's Day party. Our school's art troupe is very professional, and the party is also held very grand, which is even better than many university party…”

Holding her hand, strolling on her campus, listening to her telling the details of the past.

A breeze blows by.

He closed his eyes, as if he could see the thirteen or fourteen-year-old Nuonuo running past his eyes, his black braids and the girl's short skirt flying gently in the breeze.

...

Wen Liang and Tang Xuanyan were both silent.

They are so familiar with everything here that they feel redundant no matter what they say.

The two followed a familiar route, from the library to the fountain pool, to the cafeteria, and to the playground.

Tang Xuanyan slowed down.

She opened her mouth, originally wanted to ask him if he still remembered the autumn sports meeting that year, but he swallowed it back when he was at his mouth.

Because she noticed that his eyes were also looking at the railing she was leaning against at that time, and at that time he stood under the railing and poked her back gently.

He obviously remembered it, but he didn't take the initiative to talk about it.

Tang Xuanyan didn't want to mention it anymore.

After walking through the playground, you will not walk far to the junior high school teaching building.

Tang Xuanyan looked at the L-shaped teaching building hidden in the evergreen trees, and it seemed that it was drizzling at dusk in front of her again.

That autumn six years ago, she met Wen Liang here.

At this moment, she couldn't help but think: If she hadn't met her at the beginning, she might have been much happier now, right?

Wen Liang stepped forward and pushed the door, and said helplessly: "Lock it, let's go."

Tang Xuanyan didn't comment and turned around and walked towards the direction he was coming.

Wen Liang was stunned: "Why are you doing?"

Tang Xuanyan did not answer.

Wen Liang had to keep up.

After a walk around, I came to the back of the teaching building.

Tang Xuanyan stood in front of the bare ginkgo tree and returned to her hometown, but she could not see the former glory, only the bitter cold wind blew continuously.

She tightened her scarf and looked up at a window.

"What's wrong?"

Wen Liang followed her gaze and saw only an ordinary closed window.

Of course he would not know that in the autumn many years ago, a piece of ginkgo floated into this window and fell into a collection of poems that he opened. A girl looked at the boy walking lazily outside the window.

Tang Xuanyan suddenly realized that most of the pictures related to him in her memory seemed to have happened in autumn.

The cold and deserted autumn is miserable.

Perhaps from the beginning, it was destined to be a deserted and miserable ending.

She pulled the corner of her mouth and raised a bitter smile.

"Wen Liang——"

"Um?"

"Did you like me in three years in high school?"

When asked this question, Tang Xuanyan looked into his eyes without blinking.

Seeing that she suddenly became serious, Wen Liang had to say frankly: "Yes."

"Then do you know I like you?"

"Probably...know a little."

"Then why don't you confess?"

"this……"

Wen Liang scratched his head. He didn't know what happened to Tang Xuanyan today, and he was a little aggressive.

He was not used to her like this, but explained: "I prefer to get along like that. I think it may be bad if I make it clear."

Tang Xuanyan was silent for a long time before asking, "Do you think so now?"

"Now……"

Wen Liang looked at her carefully, but he stopped talking.

"Needless to say, I get it."

Tang Xuanyan turned her back and took a deep breath.

It is the expected answer.

She thought that she would feel uncomfortable when Wen Liang said it in person.

But she was very calm and even relieved at this moment.

She looked up at the bare ginkgo.
Chapter completed!