"What are you thinking about?"
Qingyue's voice sounded in my ears.
"I didn't think anything of it," Liu Ruixuan came to his senses, raised his hand and handed the balled-up small ticket towards Ouyang Fuqian, "There is no place to throw it now. Otherwise, let's put it away first. Next Just throw it behind the car."
Ouyang Fu smiled slightly: "I didn't ask about the ticket, I asked about the sweat-wiping paper in your hand."
Liu Ruixuan was momentarily stunned.
Misunderstanding!
He blinked slightly to hide his embarrassment, and smiled: "Well, I'll throw it away in a while."
In fact, I feel a bit reluctant to give it up.
There is no sweat on the hands. Besides, this is the only souvenir Qianqian gives him now. It exudes a faint fragrance, no, the same as what Xia Yang gave him.
Ouyang Fu raised the corner of his mouth slightly, said nothing more, and looked out the window.
Liu Ruixuan was startled for a moment, then felt relieved, and quietly stuffed the wad of paper and the rolled up receipt into his pocket.
He stabilized the trolley suitcase beside him and looked inside the car boredly.
The empty carriage suddenly became spacious.
Apart from the driver whose face and figure were obscured by the cab, there was also the conductor who could only see his back from the two seats in front.
At this moment, the man was lowering his head.
I guess you have to count the change, right?
Liu Ruixuan's eyes trembled and he looked inside the car. Finally, he turned his eyes back and suddenly met Ouyang Fuqian's eyes looking towards him.
Slightly startled.
Isn't Qianqian looking at the scenery outside the window?
When did you turn to look at him?
He doesn't know!
Could it be that Qianqian was secretly observing him? ?
Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth raised involuntarily.
"What's so funny?"
The sudden smile made Ouyang Fuqian feel a little confused and glanced at Liu Ruixuan.
"I'm so happy."
Liu Ruixuan held the trolley case with his left hand, stretched out his right hand, and gently held Ouyang Fu's left hand that was holding the small satchel.
The next second, he clearly saw the smile on Ouyang Fuqian's face paused, and couldn't help but chuckle again.
Xia Yang's words indeed make sense!
For your own people and things, you must boldly pursue it with all your strength. Only by doing this will you not regret it!
He confessed his love yesterday, and Qian Qian agreed.
They are now a real boyfriend and girlfriend!
He held her hand just now, and she didn't object, so, ahem, he wanted to keep holding it like this until the moment she left.
He didn't even want to let go of her hand!
This girl has been engraved in his heart since he was a child, the girl he has always cared about!
God is so unkind!
They just met him and they separated again!
No, he also has to prepare for N University! He is also going to N University for graduate school!
N big?
Thinking of N University, I suddenly thought of Xiuxiu.
No wonder Xiuxiu had been encouraging him to go to N University for graduate school! Could it be that Xiuxiu already knew that Qianqian was going to N University?
If this is the case, then Xiu Xiu is really his lucky star!
But he is really stupid again!
He actually didn't ask Xiuxiu why he was encouraged by this? He was just perfunctory.
Now that I think about it, I really regret it!
Liu Ruixuan couldn't help but scolded himself again in his heart.
"hehe."
Ouyang Fuqian laughed lightly, looked deeply at Liu Ruixuan, and looked away.
Watching this scene, Liu Ruixuan's smile deepened a little, and he followed Ouyang Fuqian's gaze and looked out the window.
Out of sight, the familiar scenery receded one by one.
As if he was distracted for just a moment, the bus turned the corner, and the scenery and buildings in front of him became extremely familiar again.
As the conductor's aunt announced the stop, the stop sign of Yunling Middle School got closer and closer.
Looking at the approaching platform, I felt a surge of emotion in an instant.
He and Qianqian were so close, but because of his own stupidity, he missed three years of dating in vain, three years!
Over the next three years, they grew even further apart.
At N University, the best university in the provincial capital, there should be countless young talents, right?
Thinking of this, Liu Ruixuan's heart couldn't help but tighten again, and even the hand he was holding on Ouyang Fuqian moved unconsciously, attracting Ouyang Fuqian's eyes to look at him.
He, however, stopped in his own thoughts and never noticed it.
"What's wrong?"
When the bus stopped slowly, Ouyang Fuqian asked softly.
Finding that Liu Ruixuan had not responded, he repeated it again. Still no response, he turned his head slightly, leaned against the glass of the car window, looked at Liu Ruixuan, and gently shook the hand he was holding. .
"ah?"
The shaking of his hand brought Liu Ruixuan back to his senses, he looked away and looked at Ouyang Fuqian, a trace of surprise slipped through his eyes.
Why are you leaning against the windowpane?
Could it be that she got up too early and Qian Qian is a little sleepy?
This is simple. He has a lot of experience as a pillow. He has been Xiuxiu's pillow for three years.
"Why are you leaning against the window? If you're sleepy, you can lean on my shoulders. It's more comfortable here than the window."
After saying that, he released Ouyang Fuqian's hand, raised it, and stretched it towards Ouyang Fuqian.
Ouyang Fu's eyes flashed slightly and he looked towards the stretched out hand.
The raised hand hesitated in the air for a moment, then with a sudden heartbeat, it gently and decisively landed on Ouyang Fuqian's shoulder. Then, before she could say anything, he gently hugged her over, Leaning on his shoulder.
"If you're sleepy, just take a nap. When you get to the station, I'll call you."
Sniffing the delicious and familiar lemon scent, Liu Ruixuan had a smile on his face.
"I..., haha," Ouyang Fuqian paused, laughed, and gently patted the hand that fell on his shoulder, "How do you know? Do you have experience?"
"Of course!"
Liu Ruixuan blurted out and looked at the person in front of him, "You know, I study at Yunling Middle School, and Xiu Xiu is there too."
"Well," Ouyang Fu responded lightly, leaning his head on Liu Ruixuan's shoulder, moving slightly and finding a comfortable position, "Yunling Middle School, I used to pass by it often, but what does this have to do with Xiu Xiu? relation?"
"Xiuxiu, you know," Liu Ruixuan looked at Ouyang Fuqian with a gentle face, but what caught his eye was Ouyang Fuqian's long hair, "My sister."
"Um."
Ouyang Fu gave a shallow response, which was regarded as an answer.
"So, she often sleeps on my shoulder, so I naturally have the experience of using it as a pillow."
"oh!"
Ouyang Fu nodded lightly, "Is it always like this?"
"Absolutely," Liu Ruixuan said with a smile, "from the time she was in high school until she left last year."
"I worked as a conductor on bus No. 11."
Ouyang Fu smiled slightly.
That seemingly casual sentence made Liu Ruixuan stunned.
