The sky and the earth are picturesque. The painting is mirrored by thousands of thousands of miles, like the wind and the grass, the sea and the waves, like a pair of men and women standing there, so natural and so harmonious.

Is the wind blowing the skirt angle gently, or his gentle smile, in short, the scene is beautiful, the heart is also beautiful.

"Why don't you talk?" Zhao Yunuo looked at Zhang Zihuan and walked out of the painting a long time later.

Zhang Zizhen's eyes were firm and he said, "You are too beautiful."

"Stop, I'm not used to sensationalism." Zhao Yunuo said, pulling the door and said, "Hurry me up, or you will be late."

Zhang Zihuan also got on the car. Before driving out of the sea, he said to Zhao Yunuo: "I've decided, I want to chase you!"

"Hey, brother, don't make a joke," Zhao Yunuo responded casually, "you will be hurt."

The corner of Zhang Zixu's mouth raised slightly, and smiled, "People will always get hurt. Let me hurt a bit."

"why?"

"Because the deeper the love, the deeper the injury!"

The Ma Liucha galloped away, and a layer of dust appeared behind the road. They didn't have any more nostalgia for the place. Perhaps it was the people, not the scenery, that were worthy of nostalgia. People are beautiful in the scenery. When people leave, the sea is still the ordinary sea, the sun is still the ordinary sun, everything is the same, although a few cute seagulls flew across the sea, they gently click on the waves and then fly away.

"Zhang Zihuan, wouldn't you be serious?" Zhao Yunuo felt that he still had to make it clear to him. "I really have a boyfriend."

"Are you together? I am serious." Zhang Zizheng said as he drove.

"We?" Zhao Yunuo realized that his boyfriend was just his wishful thinking. In the mirror, Yi Xiangyuan didn't love her and never promised her to be her boyfriend, so she was speechless for a moment.

"Since you haven't got married, I have the right to pursue you!" Zhang Zihuan said always.

"Why are you so stubborn?" Zhao Yunuo didn't know how to express it.

Zhang Ziyi suddenly stepped on the brake and turned his head seriously and said, "Because, we want to be storytellers!"

"People with stories?" Zhao Yunuo frowned.

"Yes, we need to be like a person with a story. I have you in my story, and me in your story, even if one day we can't go forever, at least, we have this wonderful story in each other's life." Zhang Zihuan Explain seriously.

"Some stories are only moments, others are spread through the ages, and we must have stories that will last a lifetime. This is my intuition!"

"Story?" Zhao Yunuo was shocked by the words. For the first time, she heard such a confession. The two were in love just to leave the story of the two in each other's world ... Some stories were a lifetime, others were stories. Just moments ...

She was moved, just because of this passage, she thought of Yi Xiangyuan, why isn't it so between them, they also have a story, but the story is short. Everyone has a story, and it is impossible for everyone to live in their own story. Everyone should have a new story, so she decided that she should have a story with Zhang Zihuan.

"Yes, I have you in my youth and me in your youth. This is our story." Zhang Zizhen stepped on the accelerator again, and the horse and the carriage rushed to school.

Yeah, youth and youth are stories. Zhao Yunuo silently pondered how to accept the man around him, just like the big campus they finally met, and this is the beginning of the story.

After returning to school, Zhang Zihuan's performance was somewhat awkward. After all, chasing a girl seriously did not get a satisfactory answer, so he made an excuse: "The weather today is really good, if it rains, it will be better."

Zhao Yunuo was thinking about things, so he didn't care about the meaning of his words, and said casually, "It will be rained when it rains."

"That's the best, Zhao Yunuo, I decided, if it rains heavily, I will run to your dormitory building to confess until you promise me." Zhang Zihuan said suddenly and firmly.

"Don't make trouble?" Zhao Yunuo was a little helpless about Zhang Ziyu's thinking.

"Of course? No!" Zhang Zizheng said, and kissed Zhao Yunuo's cheek at the fastest speed, and then got on the car and galloped away at the fastest speed.

Zhao Yunuo didn't move during the whole process. At first she was distracted. She was shocked when she was kissed. She was angry when she saw Zhang Ziyi getting on the bus.

actually? He kissed my face like that! He just left like this!

Zhang Ziyu, come back to me! How can you do this and kiss me!

But how does this feel so strange? The man's stinky mouth should be disgusting, but her cheeks always felt hot, and it seemed that the piece no longer belonged to herself.

"Forget it, go back to the dormitory to make up for sleep." Zhao Yunuo muttered, turning back to the dormitory building.

When the sisters saw Zhao Yunuo, everyone's eyes glittered. Zhao Yunuo's face was no longer the unstoppable smile, but a blandish happiness. She camouflaged well in front of Zhang Zizhen, but she was undoubtedly in front of her sister.

She was so excited that when she was sitting on the bed and looking out the window, she thought about the dampness on her cheek.

"He kissed you." Liang Lixian asked in surprise.

Zhao Yunuo shook his head unconsciously.

"Wow, this guy is too powerful, he won Nono just three times after meeting." Sun Tingting was also a little surprised.

The girls are like this. She was agitated to move forward one second ago, but she was persuaded to dominate the cliff the next second.

Zhao Yunuo didn't want to talk to everyone, so he looked out the window quietly. Her expression was calm, but her heart was surging.

The appearance of Yi Xiangyuan has been filtered in my mind countless times. His handsomeness and his existence are eternal, but Zhang Zizhen's appearance seems to slowly squeeze into his heart, melting her long frozen heart.

She likes to listen to stories. When she was a child, she leaned into her mother's arms and listened to her mother telling her story. Mom's expectations for herself are not high. Perhaps she is the most precious in her heart, like a jade. Mom told a lot of stories, touching, angry and scary.

In short, those stories are deeply in my mind. For example, my mother told a lot about love stories, but her mother told her from her own experience: "Nono, if you fall in love with someone one day, you must see if he loves you. If someone loves you one day, After you, you must see if he really doesn't mean it. "

Really?

If you think calmly, there is no reason for Zhang Zizhen to truly love her. She didn't believe in love at first sight, but Zhang Zihuan expressed her love for her so much. Maybe some men would really fall in love at first sight, but he must not just talk about it because there was no foreign matter in his eyes.

The admiration without impurities is sincere, which is the final conclusion of Zhao Yunuo.

The scenery outside the window is still. When I entered this school, I was destined to have nostalgia for four years. She couldn't change anything, because her bed was close to the window, and she could see the green garden outside the window and a small gazebo.

There are two rows of bamboo and wooden chairs in the gazebo. The chairs are always replaced with new people. Some are lovers, some are girls who listen to songs, and some are students who read books. They are very serious, like a flowing picture, the scenery remains the same, and the figure changes.

Outside the pavilion is a piece of green grass and green grass. In winter it is yellow, but it is sometimes covered with snow. Now it is green and full of vitality.

Just like Zhao Yunuo's heart at this time, in the frozen world, the yellow wild fields slowly emerged with green shoots, and a new layer of ideas was ignited.

She remembered the feeling on her cheeks, and even Zhang Zihuan's sentence, "We want to be like people with stories."

The story is left by people. She is very young, beautiful, and colorful, so her university should not be so bland, there should be stories, and she should live like a person with stories.

Morning and evening are a story, clothes removal and makeup is a story, trade-off is a story, forgetting and remembering is also a story, and we should be like a person with a story, quiet and not calm, passionate and not exaggerated, able to love Love. Do not love, it is the end of the story and the beginning of the story ...

Zhang Zizheng called in meditation.

"I've made arrangements here. The people in there are very good. Unfortunately, I can't accompany you for dinner, but I will go to you in the evening."

Zhao Yunuo glanced at his mouth and said, "You never accompany me for dinner."

"Then what do you mean? I can accompany you for dinner?" Zhang Zixi shouted excitedly. This is the beginning of love, and feeding together is the greatest desire for love.

"If you're not afraid of wasting money, I'm a bit tricky." Zhao Yunuo laughed.

Zhang Zihuan immediately shouted, "Long live, did you promise me? Haha."

"To be beautiful, I just tell you that you should work hard and remember me less." Zhao Yunuo said like an elder.

Sometimes people love to say irony, and some people like to listen to it in turn, so it becomes a tacit understanding. Since you do n't want to remember, it 's about letting you remember, Zhang Ziyi is not, always remembering.

"I will miss you. See you tonight."

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Yunuo was in a good mood. She suddenly found that her heart knot had opened for many years.

Love, what is it? She used to think that she knew it well, but she didn't understand it now, so she had to understand it.

She walked briskly. This was her most comfortable day in years. She even felt that washing clothes was very artistic, just like the bubbles rising from the water basin when she rubbed her clothes. They were so beautiful that they had not been found before.

And she didn't find it. Expectation is also a kind of happiness. The whole day was looking forward to the setting sun and the night came, so that she could see him. Although their relationship was nothing, she did feel that Zhang Ziying was in When I am around, I am very happy.

Is this love?

The heart of a young girl has been opened ever since, and the frozen old unrequited love has since melted. She has gradually entered a strange magic circle and fell into the swamp of love, but her mood at this moment is beautiful.

Just like the sunshine outside the window, it gives people warmth. Zhao Yunuo's steps into the classroom are so light, her smile is so innocent.

(Finally, the point is finally reached, the story is really beginning, sisters and brothers, let's accompany Rui Rui to enjoy a relationship between college students, it is beautiful and astringent)