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After dinner yesterday, I told Lao Dou about Zheng Jiachuan's death and my cooperation with Zhao Ying.

After hearing the news of his death, he was stunned for a while, but then he turned me who was watching TV to face him, then looked at me with very complicated eyes, and asked in a low voice: "Honey, don't you care?"

"What's the matter?"

"Old Zheng's death and your meeting with Zhao Ying tomorrow." He trembled uneasy.

I didn't dare to look at him again, and said, "Old Dou, you don't have to do this. Didn't you say to me five years ago: 'The only thing we can control now is the present'? I have persisted for five years."

Then he wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed my lips.

I reacted immediately, separated from him abruptly, and screamed: "Dou Kun!"

His face and eyes were red, and he was looking at me obsessively.

But when he saw my tears, the infatuation on his face was replaced by panic.

In the end we had to sleep in separate beds, and none of us slept well.

The relationship between me and Lao Dou, I just want to be limited to my family...I'm sorry for him, but I can't make love with him like a lover, I'm afraid that when I'm in love...it will be like the first time with him In that way, think of that person.So me and him, just family.

Today I got up early, bought breakfast for them and put it on the table, and then went out.

After wandering around for about an hour, I went to the place Zhao Ying gave me.She hadn't come yet, and there were still ten minutes until the appointed time.I sat in the booth, doodled and conceived my comics, and waited for her.

Maybe it was her coming, I heard a slight rustling sound on the left side and smelled a faint familiar fragrance.

Looking up, I saw that she was seriously looking at the doodles I had drafted.

I saw her slightly curled hair and the fluff on her ear pinnae looking flawless in the sun, for some reason, the idea of ​​"she is still a virgin" suddenly appeared in my mind.

Before the thoughts dissipated, she raised her head and smiled and said to me, "Good morning."

"Morning...good morning." I noticed what I was thinking and felt my head buzzing.

She heard me stuttering, handed me a carbon signature pen and a thick notebook, and said, "Shuwen, don't be nervous, I won't hurt you."

I didn't understand what she was saying.

She laughed again, and laughed aloud, and said, "You were expecting Ai Ai just now, weren't you afraid of me?"

I knew she misunderstood my behavior and felt her face suddenly become hot.

"Forget it, I'm not joking anymore." She kept looking at me, then looked away, and said, "Shuwen, get ready, let's start now."

So I prepared a bit, opened the book, put the pen cap on the end of the pen, and looked at her.

Zhao Ying saw me looking over and said, "In 2001, I was 13 years old and Zheng Jiachuan was 14 years old."

Then she slowly told me the encounter between him and her in 2001 bit by bit.

Some are our shared memories and some are unique to them.

I don't know how long it took to write, but by the time we finished, I had written quite a thick volume.

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In 2001, I was 13 years old and Zheng Jiachuan was 14 years old.

He is the grandson of my mentor.

Introduced by my art teacher Mr. Liu in junior high school, I took the scroll painting, "Climbing the Ladder", which I thought was the best painting since I was a child, to visit my current teacher.I took the 406 road to the villa area, and then I followed the aunt in the teacher's house into their yard.

When I arrived at the door of a room, I didn't see the teacher, but I saw two classmates who were similar in age to me.

A fat boy was looking for something.

A girl wearing glasses, looking at the transparent window does not know what she is thinking.

They either moved gently, or just stayed silent.No one looked up or turned to look at me.

"Hello." A gentle voice came from behind.

I turned around and saw a well-dressed lady.

"Please enter the room first." She said.

I nodded with a smile and walked into the room.I'm pretty sure she's the teacher.

Indeed, she is my master, Mr. Danluo.

I handed her my drawing.

She appreciatively analyzed it carefully, pointed out several mistakes of insufficient foundation in one breath, then looked up at me and said, "Is there any deep meaning?"

I observed her expression and felt that although she pointed out many flaws in the painting, there was an imperceptible satisfaction hidden in her smile.

"Hmm. Like the title 'climbing the ladder', the traveler is climbing the mountain ladder. He lowers his head and only looks at the stone steps under his feet. So serious and persistent. So he missed the colorful flowers and green grass beside the mountain road , the swaying of the vines... I thought, why did he climb the ladder? Just to reach the top? Anyway, when he climbed the mountain, he must not only climb the mountain for the sake of climbing the mountain. So I want to express that whenever, when When we walk to the road we choose, don't forget to look up at the beautiful scenery beside the road, and don't forget your original intention to set foot on this road, otherwise the beauty will pass us by. Even if we succeed in boarding the road Once we get to the top of the mountain, we will also find that there is nothing to achieve except to reach the top of the mountain.”

After listening, she nodded, looked at the painting again and said, "Little girl, don't look at me as a kind person on the outside. Is it difficult?"

I replied, "Yes, sir."

"That's good! Jiachuan, bring the tea."

The boy put down the paintbrush in his hand, turned around and made a cup of tea for me.

After that, there were layers of etiquette, I can't remember clearly, but I, Zheng Jiachuan and Wang Shuwen have always stuck to a word that the master said when I stood up.

"A teacher for one day, a father for life. From now on, treat me as a grandmother. Shuwen is the youngest sister, Zhao Ying is the second sister, and Jiachuan is the eldest brother. Senior brothers and sisters should support each other. Gather together by fate, should be united."

The author has something to say: "July 2003, 7", Zheng Jiachuan will never forget this day.

On July 7, he weighed 21 catties, and his monthly test score was basically around 200 points.

But on this day, he woke up.For that person!In order to get that girl named Zhao Ying, he didn't want his life, he only wanted him to be worthy of her! !

In July 2004.

Zheng Jiachuan weighs 130 kilograms.

The art test score is 626 points.