In this way, a few nights before the midterm exam, I accompanied Huang Yiyi to read in the classroom at night. At that time, we were already a couple. It was really pleasant to read with her.
In our school, it is stipulated that evening self-study is not allowed in the first and second grades of junior high school. Only the third grade students can attend evening self-study. Later, when I left here, it was changed to the second grade of junior high school, and all the third graders in junior high school have evening self-study.
Everyone is happy and free without studying in the evening. There are very few people like me and Huang Yiyi who still study so hard at night.
Huang Yiyi and I always waited until the guard came to our classroom to urge us to lock the door of the teaching building, and then we hurriedly packed our schoolbags and went down.
After going downstairs, Huang Yiyi sometimes reluctantly asked me to take her around the campus.
We walked hand in hand on the campus paths. The campus in late autumn was eerily quiet, with yellow street lights, quiet building floors, and no one on the long cement road.
Only the lonely bright moon hangs in the night sky, shining on us.
At night, there are very few students walking on campus. Most of them like to stay in the dormitories. Except for couples, romantic pairs hold hands and stroll through the campus under the moonlight.
When Huang Yiyi and I were walking on campus, we always held hands with big hands. Walking in such a scenery, some pictures occasionally flashed through my mind, which Zhang Miaomiao and I once had, outside the fields.
, by the pond. And what Huang Yiyi and I have is under the moonlight, on campus.
Although the cement road on campus is very long, we walked hand in hand and reached the end. Walking such a long road alone would be so lonely, but by walking hand in hand, we can forget about time.
Whenever we reach the end, Huang Yiyi will feel a little sad. She will always look up and say to me with a melancholy look, "Zhuge Xingliang, I thought so much, just like this, holding your hand, together
Walking on the long road of life, our hair will turn gray together, you support me, and I will support you. May you be with the same person, and we will never be apart until we grow old together."
When she said this, she would be very sentimental, with tears in her eyes. Under the gentle moonlight, her beautiful face was covered with a layer of golden, water-like eyes, which made me mesmerized by her beauty.
I have always felt that she is an angel sent by God to bless me, beautiful and sacred. I really want to tell Huang Yiyi how much I love you.
However, the road must come to an end, and we will eventually be separated.
The road to send her home would also have an end. As she walked, she arrived, holding hands and walking to the villa where she lived. It was a villa that her mother rented with her specifically for the convenience of her study.
We hugged, hugged tightly, and every time she hugged me, I almost couldn’t breathe. If men and women are originally one, at this moment, we are so eager to merge into one.
After hugging, she would kiss me and I would kiss her. At that time, when we were in the ignorant stage of youth, we gave each other a simple hug and a tender and deep kiss.
A deep kiss lasted for ten seconds, and then they went their separate ways.
She always lets me go first, and I always let her go first.
She said she felt sad when she saw my back.
I said I felt panic looking at her back.
We were stubborn and neither of us wanted to leave first, so we finally made an appointment, turned around together, and walked together, reluctant to let go, too much reluctant to let go.