Nuan Wen went upstairs into his room, took out the key from the bottom box, opened the middle drawer, opened it, and took out the photo album that had not been opened for a long time.
She and Lin Jun are not in the same grade, and they are never together again in school, and Lin Jun is a popular figure in No. 1 Middle School, I don't know how many girls admire and have a crush on him, but he is not even inconspicuous, and the ordinary cannot be ordinary, so no one will ever associate himself with Lin Jun.
The relationship between them has never been discovered, except for Fang Hongyu, Fang Hongyu is really not impressed, and he doesn't know that he often follows him, and then discovers the secret between himself and Lin Jun.
For Fang Hongyu, Wen Wen was a little sorry, he had a crush on himself, and he didn't notice it at all, maybe just like Fang Hongyu said before leaving, he only had Lin Jun in his eyes at the time, and no one could see him except him.
I didn't mean it, just because Lin Jun was too dazzling, and I didn't expect that Lin Jun would associate with her, that pure love, hidden in her youth, so beautiful, she didn't come out after several years.
If you don't meet Xu Shenghui, the demon king, maybe you are still alive in memory, and maybe that's it for a lifetime, Xu Shenghui's domineering makes Wen Wen know very clearly that he must deal with Lin Jun's affairs, not to mention, Lin Jun still needs Shenghui's half-brother.
Wen Wen now understands why he can always see Lin Jun's shadow through Xu Shenghui at a certain moment, and the two are brothers at all.
She and Lin Jun met outside the school, and after she was admitted to the first middle school, she went to the bookstore less, and most of them nested in Lin Jun's rented house, cooking and reading together In fact, if you think about it carefully, you don't have too much time with Lin Jun, and you don't have anything to do together, but Wen Wen felt that as long as she watched Lin Jun do nothing, she would be satisfied.
I don't go out much, and there are fewer opportunities to take pictures, and the only time is that the two of them had fun, and they took a set of headshots, which she put in this album.
Warmth opened the album and couldn't help touching it, the young men and women in the photo are so carefree, so happy, maybe it's just that they are worry-free, and now it seems that even when he laughs, Lin Jun's eyes have a faint melancholy.
Warmth feels that Lin Jun is a very contradictory person, the melancholy in his eyes makes people feel distressed, but the breath is extraordinarily warm, like the winter sun, not dazzling, warm, and people can't help but want to get closer.
Nuan looked at it for a while, took out the photo, and turned out a box under the bed, since he came back from the neighboring city that year, Nuan put away all the things related to Lin Jun.
The fountain pen he gave himself, the notebook that he once gave himself a question, and the keychain he gave on his birthday, almost every year on his birthday, Lin Jun's gift was a keychain, three in three years, crystal, plum blossom, small animal, and a drop-shaped, very beautiful.
Maybe it's because they first met in a small shop that sells keychains, so he gives himself keychains.
Warm open the notebook, is Lin Jun's beautiful handwriting, Lin Jun has always been a decathlon in her eyes, can do everything very well, he is the opposite of him, he does everything so-so, sloppy in learning, sloppy in sports, and even sloppy in writing.
She used to think that her words were ugly, and pestered Lin Jun to teach her for a while, but in fact, she didn't dislike her ugly words, but she just wanted to be close to him.
Because I didn't care, I didn't practice my words well in the end, I was such an ordinary and mediocre girl, I was not worthy of the excellent Lin Jun at all, but the two of them have been together for so long, should I thank God.
Nuan flipped through the pages, and on the first few blank pages, Lin Jun painted himself at random, Nuan never knew that Lin Jun, who was reading a book seriously, secretly painted his own portrait, and it turned out that he was so beautiful in Lin Jun's eyes.
Wen Wen looked at it for a while, closed it, put these things in the box, found a lighter and came out, and walked out.
Mother Wen saw her take her coat and put on her shoes, and looked at the clock on the wall: "It's past ten o'clock, and I have to go out."
Nuan hummed: "I'll go to the supermarket at the door to buy some snacks." ” Mother Wen frowned: "What snacks do you eat at night, eat less of those messy snacks, it's not good for your health, what's wrong with people who are going to get married, why are you still like a child." ” Warmth: "You just don't care, go out with the box." ” Mother Wen shook her head: "It's okay to buy snacks and take a box out, really, this kid." ” Warm but ignore my mother, my mother has taken nagging as a pastime, there are three people in the family, except for nagging my father, I can only nag myself.
Nuan took the box out to find a leeward place, and burned it the same, looking at the things that were engulfed in the fire, as if his heart was half empty, until the last bit of embers were extinguished, Nuan touched his face, and his hands were full of tears, it turned out that he was so reluctant.
I didn't want to go home when I stood up, but walked out of the community, a taxi happened to pass by at the door, and when I saw Nuan standing on the side of the road, I thought she was going to take a taxi and stopped.
Wen Wen was stunned and sat up, and subconsciously said the Academy of Fine Arts.
I probably think it's a bit weird to go to the Academy of Fine Arts at this point, especially when Warm is still wearing home clothes, and Uncle Driver: "The Academy of Fine Arts is closed at this point." ” Nuan whispered: "I'll go to the community near the Academy of Fine Arts." ” Warmth didn't say which community, but when the driver stopped, it made Warmth stupid for a long time, is this a coincidence Give money, get off, stand at the gate of the community for a long time, and then walk in.
It is close to the Academy of Fine Arts, and not far from No. 1 Middle School, so at that time, Lin Jun rented a house here for so many years, and this community has not changed much, compared to those newly built modern communities, this community is quite old, although the house is old, the environment of the community is very good.
There are many trees, especially broad-leaved sycamores like this one, which are everywhere, because these sycamore trees make the spring, summer, autumn and winter of the whole community become chic.
When the tung blossoms bloom in spring, the tung hairpins are full of branches, beautiful like a pale pink dream, she likes to stand under the tung blossoms, tilt her head slightly, and watch Lin Jun take down the petals that fell on her hair, the tenderness in his eyes, let his once whimsical hope that time can stop forever at that moment.
In the summer, there are cicadas, lying among the wide sycamore leaves, constantly barking, and they naughtily find a bamboo pole, smear glue and stick out of the window, trying to stick one. made Lin Jun laugh, and later caught a cricket for her and raised it in a jar, but then she didn't know where to go.
The autumn sycamore drizzle, bit by bit, was originally a little miserable, but she felt like a lover's whispering love words, rustling, nesting in Lin Jun's arms to watch the rain is her favorite moment.
In winter, when the snow is first sunny, she will pester Lin Jun to build a snowman, just next to the tree, the nose made of radish is red, Lin Jun said that it is like herself, her nose is red from the cold, and she chases him and throws snowballs.
Warm was a little stunned, it turned out that he had done so many things with Lin Jun, just seeing the plane tree in front of him, he could think of so much, now it is also late autumn, the autumn wind is whining, and the leaves on the plane tree are blowing.
Warm listened for a while, I only felt bleak, cold and lonely, it seems that everything should correspond to the mood, when the mood is good, everything is beautiful, when the mood is bad, what you see is bleak.
Wen Wen was sighing, and suddenly a familiar voice sounded: "Miss Wen." ” Warm and shocked turned around, for a moment, as if returning to the past, where Lin Jun was standing, still wearing a white shirt, his posture was tall and handsome: "Miss Wen is really you, why are you here?"
Warmth came to his senses and couldn t help but smile bitterly at this moment he was still looking forward to what he was expecting what he was expecting he remembered even if he remembered it What's more, how could he think of it, he had forgotten himself a long time ago, he had forgotten a few years ago, and the beauty he had never forgotten was not as good as the dust and sand in the wind, not even a trace was left.
If, even if there was a trace, Wen Wen believed that he would call himself Miss Wen, what a strange title, she never thought that these three words would one day come out of Lin Jun's mouth.
Lin Jun was a little distracted, this scene, as if he had seen it somewhere, how could it be so familiar, he suddenly felt a headache, and subconsciously pressed his temples.
Warmth: "What's wrong with you" Lin Jun rubbed his temples: "It's nothing, it's an old problem, sometimes some vague pictures will pass through my mind, and then, I will have a headache, the picture of you standing under the tree just now, I seem to have seen it somewhere, it feels very familiar" Thinking, he frowned tightly, as if he was in great pain.
Nuan was startled: "You're okay." ” Lin Jun shook his head: "It'll be fine for a while." ” Nuan looked up and couldn't help but say, "You live here" Lin Jun nodded: "I live on the second floor, that's it."
As he spoke, he pointed to his head, his warm face turned pale, and he said with difficulty for a long time: "Isn't Mr.
Lin a teacher at the Academy of Fine Arts, how can he live here?"
Lin Jun: "When I saw this house on the Internet, I liked it inexplicably, so I rented it, and it was close to the Academy of Fine Arts, and it was a little cold outside, if Miss Wen didn't mind, go up and have a cup of tea." ” After saying this, Jun's face was a little red, he had never been such an active person, but for the girl in front of him, he always couldn't help but want to get closer, even if he knew that she was Xu Shenghui's girlfriend.
Nuan subconsciously followed him upstairs, the furnishings in the house almost unchanged, Nuan sat on the rattan chair in front of the window, watched Lin Jun come from the kitchen with tea, and returned to the past in a trance gd1806102: