Seeing Zhou Hao, Wang Xijun smiled, revealing two cute dimples, "Good morning, Zhou Hao."
"Morning." Looking at the sunny and cheerful Wang Xijun, Zhou Hao felt that his mood had improved.
The two of them went downstairs together and walked next to Zhou Hao. Wang Xijun's face was always red. The scene of Zhou Hao touching his cheek the day before yesterday kept appearing in his mind, and from time to time he secretly looked at Zhou Hao's slightly shaking left hand.
, his face became hot involuntarily.
"What's wrong?" Zhou Hao asked strangely when he noticed Wang Xijun's behavior.
"No, it's nothing." Wang Xijun quickly averted his eyes and stared at the ground shyly, "By the way, Zhou Hao, after school this afternoon I want to go to Xinhua Bookstore to buy books. Can you accompany me?"
"Okay." Zhou Hao agreed with a smile, "Then I'll wait for you at the gate of your school after school in the afternoon, okay?"
"Yeah!" Seeing Zhou Hao agree, Wang Xijun immediately became excited, and the shyness just now was diluted a lot.
At this time, the two of them had arrived at the gate downstairs. Since the two schools were in different directions, they parted ways here. Wang Xijun waved to Zhou Hao with some reluctance, "Zhou Hao, let's have an afternoon
See you." Then he turned around and walked towards his school.
Looking at Wang Xijun's pretty back, Zhou Hao felt ripples in his heart. He just thought about such a girl. He couldn't let go of her, lest he regret it for the rest of his life like he did in his previous life.
It wasn't until Wang Xijun's figure disappeared at the end of the street that Zhou Hao walked in the opposite direction. After exiting the intersection, he saw groups of students wearing the same green uniforms of Yucai Middle School walking toward the school, letting the quiet
In the early morning, I felt a little restless and excited. I looked at the road in front of me.
On the way to Yucai Middle School, Zhou Hao felt a little emotional. It had been many years since he had walked this road to school. Even at that time, he would not forget to recite classical Chinese or English on the way to school. Now that he thinks about it, he misses it very much.
Even the familiar ancient text still flashed in my mind a few times.
After taking a deep breath, Zhou Hao embarked on the road to school. At the same time, he also thought in his heart that he didn't know if his classmates in school were still the same as in his previous life.
There is a bakery shop on this road, and many students like to buy breakfast here. In his previous life, Zhou Hao, due to his limited family conditions, was reluctant to eat steamed buns that cost only 20 cents a piece. Every time he passed by, he could only open his eyes and envy him.
Those students who can eat hot steamed buns. Nowadays, the front door of this steamed bun shop still has
The old siege was full of students, and the aroma of the buns permeated the entire street. Zhou Hao touched the two yuan lunch money given by Yan Tong in his pocket, and made a bitter smile in his heart, "It seems that there are no conditions to eat it now."
As for the steamed buns, it doesn’t take long before you can always taste them, which can be regarded as making up for a regret from the previous life.”