My iceberg fiancee is very possessive

Inside the girls' dormitory.

On the flawless white jade floor, two beautiful figures half-crouched, gently took out a small pink box from the blue suitcase, and placed it on the desk beside them.

"Sister Qingning, is this small box filled with the things Chen Xuanyu gave you before?"

Lin Qingqing blinked her big eyes with curiosity. This small box was quite delicately made. I don't know what material it was made of, but it felt very soft.

"Well, this... I packed it out from the cabinet in my room when I moved before."

Bai Qingning gently shook the small lock on the box, and her hands trembled slightly. Since she moved after high school, she has sealed this box full of memories under the bed in her room.

Although she has never opened it, every time she goes out, she always subconsciously takes it out from under the bed, wipes it carefully with a towel, and quietly rests her palm on the box.

Only in this way can she feel more at ease, as if the little follower before is still following her.

"Can you open it and have a look?"

A hint of gossip flashed in Lin Qingqing's beautiful eyes. Anyone who sees a locked treasure chest will be curious about what is inside, and she is no exception.

Not to mention the secret treasures that Sister Qingning has hidden in her heart for a long time.

"I... I'm afraid of losing them."

A hint of timidity flashed in Bai Qingning's beautiful eyes. She was afraid to open this memory and to recall the happy time in the past.

No matter how happy the beginning or the middle of this story is, the ending is always traversed by a lonely back, drawing a sad period.

"Sister Qingning, the memories in your mind will always fade away slowly. If you don't deepen them all the time, will you forget them one day?"

Lin Qingqing seemed to have noticed the timidity in Bai Qingning's beautiful eyes, and her soft little hand tightly held her arm, and whispered to cheer her up.

"Thank you, Qingqing, I... I will open it."

A hint of hesitation flashed across her gentle face, and then it was washed away by endless thoughts.

The white palm slowly turned the small box over, and after the slender fingers fiddled with the bottom of the box for a while, a secret compartment popped out from the side.

A golden key appeared in front of the two.

With a gentle pinch of the soft fingertips, the key was held in the hand, and the small lock was gently twisted. With a click, the shackles of memories also broke.

After opening the box, the first thing arranged was a pink little monkey doll, which was not big, only the size of the palm.

The whole body was pink, with a blush on the beige cute little face, and a small white heart painted on the belly, which looked very cute.

Chen Xuanyu was a monkey. On his birthday in his zodiac year, the old man didn't know what gift to buy after buying the cake, so he simply brought him two little monkeys.

As a result, he kept one for himself and gave the other to Bai Qingning.

"Wow, so cute."

Lin Qingqing cutely placed the little monkey in the palm of her hand, teased it gently, and then put it in Bai Qingning's hand.

"This... This is the first gift he gave me."

Bai Qingning gently stroked the belly of the little monkey. It was just a doll, but it seemed to have a living life, which made her extra careful.

The second item was a knitted bag that had been stored for many years. After gently untying the red rope at the mouth of the bag, a smiling tumbler stood on the desk, swaying gently.

"This... This was very popular in our school at that time. It cost 23.5 yuan. He saved his pocket money for a long time before giving it to me."

"His grandfather bought him gloves, and the money for earmuffs was also used to buy this without his knowledge, so... So his ears would get frostbitten almost every winter."

"Really... Really stupid."

The gentle voice trembled abnormally when saying these words, and a thick layer of mist covered the clear beautiful eyes, and it was unclear what kind of emotion Bai Qingning was feeling.

In the snowy winter, a boy with red cheeks ran towards her, happy and happy on his face, as if he came to show off something.

Loosening the tightly clenched little hands, a funny tumbler appeared in the red palm, the small body kept shaking, but it couldn't fall down.

Before Bai Qingning could speak, the boy took the tumbler in his palm and stuffed it into her cotton-padded jacket pocket.

Taking a smart step, stepping on the snowflakes and running towards the distance, the brisk back kept getting smaller in the sight until it disappeared in the sight...

Thinking about it, crystal tears slid down the corners of her eyes uncontrollably. She wanted to say something, but it was like a fishbone stuck in her throat and she couldn't say anything.

"Sister Qingning, don't be sad, you... didn't you say that he gave you a lot of small gifts? There doesn't seem to be much in this small box?"

"Are you hiding in other small boxes?"

Seeing that Bai Qingning was in a sad mood, Lin Qingqing quickly found a cheerful topic to try to divert her attention.

Unexpectedly, the person next to him trembled all over, and her beautiful eyes, which were already full of mist, quickly filled with tears, and her trembling voice was nasal.

"I... I was particularly annoyed with him for a while before, so I threw away all those small gifts... all of them."

As soon as the voice fell, the elegant figure could no longer hold back the pain in her heart, and slowly squatted down, and a small cry sounded softly in the room.

Like the autumn rain, it silently drowned the whole world.

I don’t know how long it took, until the sunset filled the blue sky. Under Lin Qingqing’s gentle comfort, Bai Qingning stood up tremblingly.

She stretched out her soft palm and placed the two remaining things in the box on the desk.

A yellowed small note and a pure white scarf placed in a sealed bag.

The yellowed small note had a string of crooked letters and numbers written on it. Due to severe oxidation and the messy handwriting, it was no longer clear what was written on it.

But Bai Qingning pulled this memory out of her heart, a blurry figure, a clear memory.

"Sister Qingning, this is the green bubble I secretly registered with my grandfather's other mobile phone number. Remember to add me."

"Didn't you say you were going to a big city to study in high school? I'll save money to buy a mobile phone in the future."

"In this way, even if you are far away from me, I can always send you a message to accompany you, but if you leave, I guess I will be very sad."

Crystal tears flowed freely on the white cheeks, and the promise of unchangedness had long gone with the wind a long time ago.

We cannot predict the value of a moment until it becomes a memory.