Chapter 175 The Boy in Memory
As soon as she finished speaking, Fu Jiu kicked the boy again: "Go ahead and try hitting me. You think I'm easy to bully, don't you?"
The boy hadn't expected Fu Jiu to know Taekwondo. He didn't even have a chance to fight back before Fu Jiu beat him to a pulp. He quickly got up from the ground and threatened Fu Jiu as he left, "You bitch, just wait for me!"
Fu Jiu put her hands on her hips and roared with great momentum, "Okay, I'll wait for you here. Whoever doesn't come is a grandson." The sound of her voice was a bit loud, and it pulled the wound at the corner of her mouth. Fu Jiu gritted her teeth and gasped in pain.
, she was really angry when she attacked. When Fu Jiu was looking for Xu Ya, she could no longer see her.
She snorted coldly: You run really fast.
Fu Jiu turned around, and a boy came forward and handed her a test paper on the ground.
Fu Jiu looked at the handkerchief in front of her and was a little stunned. What era is it now? People are still using handkerchiefs.
Fu Jiu followed his gaze and was stunned for a moment. Her first impression was that this boy was very clean.
The white shirt is gently rolled up at the wrists, which is neat and clean without losing its beauty. The smile at the corner of her mouth is like the warm sun in winter, very warm.
I only heard him say: "Here, wipe it!"
Fu Jiu didn't want it at first, but she reached out and took it anyway: "Thank you!"
"You're welcome. My name is Han Shi Nian. What's your name?"
Upon hearing this, Fu Jiu was completely stunned.
Han Ten Years!
The seeds buried deep in memory began to sprout instantly.
[Xiaojiu, hurry up, you're going to be late.] This year, Han Ten was in the first grade of junior high school, and Fu Jiu was in elementary school.
[Xiaojiu, let's go to a vocational college and a university, and stay together forever.] This year, Han Shi Nian was in the third grade, and Fu Jiu was in the first grade.
[Xiaojiu, I'm going abroad and I won't be coming back!] It was also that year that Han Shi Nian left Nancheng and Fu Jiu.
Fu Jiu looked at Han Shi Nian, her eyes slowly turning red. This boy had appeared to her like an angel, and had left without a trace, without a single word from her.
Fu Jiu threw the handkerchief to her and walked towards the school without saying anything.
Since you chose to leave, let's just not know each other.
Along the way, Fu Jiu's phone was vibrating, but she didn't respond. She just hailed a taxi. As soon as she got in, the taxi driver asked her where she was going.
Fu Jiuyi's mind flashed back to his childhood, when he saw the older brother running towards him under the poplar tree, sweating profusely.
"Xiaojiu, give it to me!"
"Brother Ten Years, what is this?"
"Don't you want to drink milk tea? This is how I taught you to do it. Try it!"
…
At this moment, Fu Jiu was standing under the poplar tree. Over the years, the poplar tree had changed, and she had changed too, to the point that Han Shi Nian didn't even recognize her.
That’s good!
Fu Jiu sat under the poplar tree for the entire afternoon.
It wasn't until her stomach growled that she slowly got up and walked towards a milk tea shop on the side of the road.
"Miss, give me a cup of milk tea, less sugar!"
"Please wait a moment!"
Fu Jiu sat at the table nearby and took out her phone to pay, but it was turned off.
She connected the charger and charged it while drinking milk tea.
The milk tea still tastes the same, but the person is no longer the Fu Jiu of her childhood.
As soon as I turned on my phone, several missed calls came in, nine from Gu Ci and one from Gu Sihan.
When Fu Jiu was considering whether to go back, the phone rang again. It was Gu Sihan calling.
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