The school grass I taught became my fanboy

Chi Zhao's wide umbrella covered Yu Cheng, and Yu Cheng looked the man in front of him up and down.Chi Zhao still had a gentle smile, watching the indifferent expression on Yu Cheng's face.

Ah... Xiaocheng has changed a lot, it is not the same as before.

But——Chi Zhao's eyes darkened, and he stared at Yu Cheng without blinking, and there was still a hint of a smile in his brown eyes.

He quite liked Yu Cheng's appearance.

Yu Cheng saw the raindrops like rain and mist falling on the man with the traces of the wind, so he took a step back subconsciously, and said in a calm voice, "It's not raining too much now, it's fine without an umbrella."

Chi Zhao knew that the two of them met for the first time in a long time, and it was inevitable that they would be unfamiliar, but he did not expect Yu Cheng to be so indifferent to him.

He was silent for a moment, then took out another umbrella from the pocket of the large black windbreaker, and smiled with curved lips, "You don't have to see each other like this." After speaking, he handed the blue folding umbrella to Yu Cheng.

Yu Cheng glanced at the umbrella handed over by the white hand, smiled slightly, and said politely: "Thank you for your kindness. But sorry, I really don't have much impression of you."

Chi Zhao's hand holding the umbrella trembled, and a strange light flashed across his eyes behind the lens, "Yu Cheng, this weather is not suitable for chatting outside."

Yu Cheng nodded, turned around and looked at the passing cars.

Due to the weather, there were not many pedestrians on the road.It is only now that the rain is a little lighter, so there are some pedestrians, but there are still many people who choose to take a taxi instead of walking.

The few taxis that passed by were full of people.

Yu Cheng said casually: "I have this idea, and I am going to take a taxi home immediately."

Chi Zhao: "..."

Chi Zhao didn't know that he didn't have much memory of Yucheng Primary School, so he only attributed this indifference to unfamiliarity because he hadn't seen him for too long, and didn't think much about it.

"Yu Cheng."

Yu Cheng happened to see an unmanned taxi coming towards them, and he stretched out his hand to signal for a taxi.

"I really don't know you, sorry." Yu Cheng frowned and said.

The taxi stopped in front of the two of them. Yu Cheng's white sneakers had just stepped down the steps on the side of the road, and he was about to open the door with his hand outstretched.

Chi Zhao threw away the umbrella held in his left hand, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and immediately searched for the photos of his childhood.

The car door had already been opened, and when Yu Cheng was about to bend in, Chi Zhao grabbed his wrist, Yu Cheng was taken aback, and subconsciously wanted to shake it off, the cold fingertips gave him an uncomfortable feeling on his skin .

But the man pulled very tightly.

Yu Cheng stopped, turned around and looked at the slightly flustered man in front of him, "What's the matter?"

Chi Zhao found a group photo of a spring outing when he was a child, and showed it to Yu Cheng.

The driver got impatient and cursed, "Aren't you going to take the car anymore? You're just moaning."

Chi Zhao first made a move in Yucheng, and first apologized to the driver, "We won't sit, sorry to bother you." Then he closed the car door.

The driver in the car glared at the two of them, and muttered, "Who is this? If you don't want to sit, you won't sit."

Yu Cheng didn't stop Chi Zhao's movements, because all his attention was on the pictures on the phone.

He frowned, and looked at the picture. In the picture, a little boy was comparing hands with scissors, smiling at the camera, and he could tell from his expression that the child was very happy.

This little boy is none other than himself.

Yu Cheng raised his head with an unnatural expression, looking at Chi Zhao with some scrutiny in his eyes, "Why do you have photos of me when I was a child?"

Chi Zhao picked up the umbrella on the ground, covered Yu Cheng's head again, and said softly, "Let's talk in another place."

This time Yu Cheng didn't refuse.

coffee shop.

The coffee in front of Yu Cheng still exuded a faint aroma, but he didn't even look at it.

All his focus now is on that photo.

After all, even he hadn't seen pictures of his former primary school and classmates.Those things seemed to evaporate out of thin air after he moved and transferred to another school. They disappeared in an instant, and now he can't find them even if he tries to find them.

It's as if he never went to elementary school.

But now I see my elementary school appearance from others, wearing a plain white and blue striped school uniform, surrounded by immature faces, this feeling is very strange.

"Do you have photos of me when I was in elementary school?" Yu Cheng asked.

Chi Zhao originally leaned on his chin and looked at Yu Cheng quietly in front of him. When he heard Yu Cheng's question, he pushed down his glasses, and the lights in the cafe flickered on the lenses.

"Because we were classmates in elementary school, but we didn't grow up together." He said so.

"Show me that picture again."

Chi Zhao had a subtle expression, and after saying hello, he found the long-preserved photo again.

"Which one is you?" Yu Cheng asked looking at the picture.

Chi Zhao stretched out his finger and pointed to a little boy, "This is me. We had a very good relationship at that time."

Yu Cheng didn't know if they had a good relationship before, but looking at the picture, the little boy Chi Zhao was pointing at had his arms around his neck, with a restrained and faint smile on his face.

The little boy pointed at could be vaguely recognized as Chi Zhao in front of him. Although he had become very mature and restrained, he could still be seen as himself.

It seems... they should have been pretty good when they were young.

It's just that he has no memory.

"You have really changed a lot from before."

Yu Cheng returned the phone to him, looked up at him, at least his voice was not as rusty as before. "Send me this picture." After speaking, he twitched his lips, "What changed?"

Chi Zhao raised his eyebrows and raised his eyes, "You've become handsome, but you're not as lively and smiling as before." After Chi Zhao finished speaking, he sipped the coffee in his cup and said in silence for a moment: "You used to be really naughty. You often took me Go up the mountain to catch pheasants, go down the river to catch fish..."

Yu Cheng: "..."

How can it be?How could this be done by a cold person like him?

We talked about some previous topics, but Yu Cheng didn't tell Chi Zhao about his amnesia in the past, but just quietly listened to the other party talking about the past.

Although I still have no impression.

Before leaving, they exchanged contact information, Yu Cheng went home by car, Chi Zhao looked at the direction Yu Cheng was leaving by car, and showed a faint smile.

Chi Zhao drove back to the company and ran into a middle-aged man in the elevator. The middle-aged man was the chairman of the company, named Chi Jie.

office.

Chi Zhao sat on the black leather sofa beside him, with an expression of endless joy.

"Have you seen that child from the Yu family?" the middle-aged man asked.

Chi Zhao stretched out his finger and dusted a spot on the windbreaker, and replied casually, "See you."

The man sat on the boss chair, clasped his hands, looked at Chi Zhao's face, and said nothing, only the sharp edge hidden in his eyes.

When Chi Zhao came home at night, he saw the white thousand paper crane and the photo of him and Yu Cheng next to him in the bedroom. He walked over and picked up the white thousand paper crane next to the photo, and looked at the white thousand paper crane in his hand with great concentration. object, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

——When this Thousand Paper Crane was still in elementary school, when he invited Yu Cheng to his home, he made it for himself.

Thinking of this, Chi Zhao carefully placed the exquisite thousand paper cranes on the cabinet.After so many years, the only thing he missed about Yu Cheng was this thousand paper cranes and that photo.

Song Zhenbo pushed open Song Jingshui's bedroom door, first of all his eyes were on the delicate profile and serious expression.Song Jingshui obviously didn't realize that someone had come in, but was just seriously fiddling with the colored paper on the table.

"Son, what are you doing?" Song Zhenbo asked Song Jingshui who was next to the table.

Song Jingshui didn't raise his head, and continued to fold the papers in his hands. Although his technique was clumsy, every step seemed so stable.

"Thousands of paper cranes." The voice was soft, which was the answer.

As soon as the words fell, a blue thousand paper crane finished the work successfully.

Papa Song suddenly realized and nodded, "Ah—handwork." As soon as he said the words, he frowned when he saw the thousand paper cranes all over the table, "Why are you doing this when you have nothing to do? You're not doing these little things. The material of the stuff, I have done so much in one go.”

Song Jingshui put the Thousand Paper Crane in his palm, and lifted his hand up gently, following the light in the room, the Thousand Paper Crane was only as big as his palm, small and delicate.

"Make it as a gift." Song Jingshui raised the corner of his mouth slightly, looked away, and put the paper crane to the side of the table.

"Okay." Song Zhenbo knew that it was useless for him to ask these questions, so he changed the subject, "I called you home this time to have a meal with Grandpa Yu."

Hearing this, Song Jingshui's attention was attracted. He looked up at Song Zhenbo, frowned slightly, and asked, "Grandfather of the Yu family?"

Seeing parents so soon?