Taste, nothing interesting.
At that time, during the first winter vacation in high school, Huang Dan was really doing homework and reading. This time there was one more thing, waiting for others.
Chen Yue's home is far away from Huang Dan's home. It takes a lot of effort for him to take a car. It takes a lot of effort to get a car and wait, and it's even harder to come back.
When you're unlucky, you can't wait for hours for a ride home.
There is no way, the grass of missing love is too dense in Chen Yue's heart, and it is still growing. Even if it grows into a grassland, he is still reluctant to pull it out.
Huang Dan would go to the window to have a look every day. From time to time, if he found Chen Yue, he would stay there for a while and do nothing else, just to let the other party take a few more glances.
The two teenagers ushered in the New Year in this hidden sweetness.
Huang Dan is not bad at bed, he gets up at around 5:00 during school, and around 6:30 after work, the same thing, even if he rests at home, everything is still the same, but in the task world, he has appeared many times in bed until he gets tired of bed until he wakes up very late. The phenomenon.
Thinking of something, Huang Dan felt that he had drank a large glass of honey water, which was so sweet to his heart. He went to the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his face, and looked closer at the boy in the mirror. It should be a dream for many people to be able to return to their youth. Let's do it.
After all, this time has carried the most regrets and also carried the most beauty.
After washing his face, Huang Dan combed his hair in front of the mirror. He said in his heart, "Mr. System, it's New Year's Eve."
The system said, "There are still two months until the New Year's Eve here."
Huang Dan was stunned, he said to the place where Mr. System existed, "I found him."
System, "Congratulations Mr. Huang."
Huang Dan said, "I told myself to pretend not to know, but sometimes I couldn't control it. I made several changes when facing him, but the general trend remained the same."
System, "That's fine."
Huang Dan said, "According to the original development, he wanted to confess to me, but I refused on the spot, and he would drop out of school and go abroad in the second half of the year."
System, "This is not a parallel world, it's Mr. Huang's past, which involves the future, I suggest you not to change the turning point of other people's lives, especially the person you mentioned, if you change his life, your own life will also change. ."
Huang Dan put down his comb, "I see, thank you, Mr. System."
He came over again, observed and paid attention to the people and things he had neglected before, realized the simple friendship among his classmates, and also knew that Chen Yue silently liked him in a clumsy and naive way. Li Zai insisted on liking him, "I don't understand one thing, why did he follow me through time?"
The system is silent.
Huang Dan knew that there was a name here, he thought, when he returned to the real world, Chen Yue would give him an answer.
The weather was bad, Huang Dan turned on the wall lamp in the morning, he was nestled in the single sofa, holding a book in his hand, and casually turned the pages.
Song Min came over and said, "Master, the ink is all ready."
Huang Dan handed the book to Song Min, he rubbed his forehead, got up and went to the study to write the Spring Festival couplets.
From childhood to adulthood, Huang Dan has learned far more than other children. Whatever Song Min arranges for him, he will learn it and learn it thoroughly. When encountering problems, he will solve it himself. Solved, don't like to ask questions.
Huang Dan couldn't remember which year he started writing calligraphy, but he remembered very early, when he was not tall, and Song Min specially asked someone to make a set of desks and chairs for him.
As in previous years, Song Min was grinding while Huang Dan was writing the Spring Festival couplets.
Huang Dan left and wrote an extra word "Xiao" when he wrote the first couplet. After he realized this, the last stroke had already fallen.
Song Min took away the red note that was written in waste, and put a new one on it. He was taciturn. He was very similar to Huang Dan in this respect.
Huang Dan wrote it again, this time in one go, without mistakes, his eyes swept across the window, "Is it snowing?"
Song Min said, "Xiaoxue."
Huang Dan said loudly, "I want to drink beef nǎi."
Song Min went to soak him.
Huang Dan drank the cow and went back to the bedroom.
The window was not closed, and the cold wind was blowing into the room wrapped in snowflakes. Huang Dan sneezed. He got up and closed the window and came back to continue staring blankly at the dozens of sheets of paper on the table. Little man with a flower on his head.
The painting skills are very rough, and the figures of the villains are different, but there are no extra lines or dirt around. It can be seen that the person who painted the painting has done his best.
Huang Dan lowered his head to sharpen his pencil. When he was done, he began to draw a little man with a blank piece of paper, a little taller.