Yang Xue laughed, sighed, and said, "Just kidding, I won't get married for now... before I turn 30... that is, within three years. If you are abandoned by everyone, come find me... I'll wait for you."
I laughed and thought it was a joke... How could it be possible? Even if such a thing really happened, it would definitely be the worst time for me... How could I drag you down?
Who knows what will happen in the future...
But she still said in a mean way: "Okay... then take good care of yourself... don't lose weight, especially in certain parts of your body. You should know that I like big breasts."
Yang Xue glanced at me, took her diary, closed the door, and left.
I lay in bed for a long time, unable to let it go... I was really afraid that Chang Yue would find out. I felt like my brain had really short-circuited those days. How could I have done such stupid things... When I thought about this, I felt very upset.
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The next morning at around six o'clock, I went downstairs... Seeing that Yang Xue's mother had already gotten up, I went forward to help and light the firewood... I was very skilled because although I had never cooked in the old house, I often helped my mother light the fire.
I made three bowls of noodles. After finishing one bowl, I said goodbye to her mother, saying that I had something to do at the company. Her mother agreed. Yang Xue probably hadn't gotten up yet.
I was driving, and after just a few meters, I subconsciously glanced in the rearview mirror and saw Yang Xue walking quickly down the bluestone steps. I stopped the car and looked in the rearview mirror. She was obviously dressed up carefully, with beautiful makeup...very beautiful. Her delicate eyebrows and bright red lips made her look particularly bright and charming. She was wearing a Jiahe dress, which made her figure even more graceful.
Yang Xue stood there, waving at me, tears welling up in her eyes.
My heart ached, and I sighed helplessly. I reached my left hand out the window and waved back. It was a response, a farewell. Then, with a steely heart, I stepped on the accelerator, and the car slowly drove forward. Yang Xue's figure in the rearview mirror gradually disappeared. But the image of her in her Jiahe uniform, waving with tears in her eyes, was deeply imprinted in my mind, and I couldn't get it out of my head.
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