"So cute."
It felt like he was rubbing Lu Yibei's head back then.
Then, she grabbed the boy's wrist and said, "Take me to see the class you used to attend."
Ji Qingqian pulled Lu Yibei along, jogging from the basketball court towards the teaching building.
"...What's so interesting about this?"
Lu Yibei smiled helplessly, but could only go along with his enthusiastic girlfriend.
There are two teaching buildings, each with five floors.
In Lu Yibei's memory, there were three or four classes in each grade.
After being declared abandoned, the school was rarely visited. Some parts of the teaching buildings were covered with a layer of dust, while others were covered with moss.
"First grade is here..."
"The second-year students... are upstairs."
The desks and chairs in the classroom had not yet been cleared out, so the door was locked, and the two could only look inside through the gray windows.
Some classrooms still have their blackboard bulletins erased. After more than a year, the chalk writing has become blurred, and only a faint outline can be made out.
After reaching the top floor, the two went downstairs and moved to another teaching building.
It was quite tiring going back and forth, but the superwoman from Northeast China never complained of being tired.
Lu Yibei let her continue explaining to him.
"The fourth graders are right here..."
He helped Ji Qingqian identify them one by one, and her memory became clearer and clearer.
Facing the somewhat messy desks and chairs in the classroom, Lu Yibei pictured the little boy wearing a red scarf.
Raise your hand in class, play around after class.
I was talking to a classmate who was also young about topics that now seem incredibly superficial, comparing the fighting power of characters in the comics I'd read yesterday…
Ji Qingqian listened to Lu Yibei's story.
She imagined what her little boy looked like back then…
He was even more childish than he is now. He was short, and could be lifted high with just a little effort.
But when he smiles, even snow can melt; he's like a little sun.
They may have excellent grades, but that doesn't necessarily mean they're well-behaved.
Perhaps they will not hand in their homework or be naughty.
But his teachers and classmates must really like him.
As the years flow by, he grows taller and bigger little by little...
Ji Qingqian and Lu Yibei pressed their heads together, looking at the window of the sixth-grade classroom.
Then the image of the little boy that Ji Qingqian imagined overlapped with the image of the person next to her reflected in the glass.
What was she doing at that time?
She was facing the green and vast grassland.
The little boy here is from all over the world, separated by more than a thousand miles.
But now, the girl from the grasslands and the boy from the small town in Jiangnan are holding hands tightly.
What an incredible coincidence!
"...Qingqian, what's wrong?"
Lu Yibei turned to look at the girl beside him.
Her reflection in the glass showed joy in her bright eyes, but there was also a hint of resentment hidden within that joy.
Ji Qingqian lowered her eyes and said in a low voice:
"You're not allowed to laugh at me when I tell you."
"Okay, go ahead and tell me."
"I was thinking, it would be great if we could have known each other since we were little," Ji Qingqian said softly.
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