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Luo Jia followed Lu Ziyan and walked out of the station slowly.

People come and go, hurried and crowded.

She has a little sense of direction, especially in crowded places, and she is even more dizzy.It was the first time she came to this station when she came home from the winter vacation. At that time, she was so anxious that she could not sleep because she was afraid that she would not find the station.

Surrounded by passers-by in a hurry, carrying luggage and holding children, even the air seemed dull.

Fortunately, Lu Ziyan was by his side this time.

Her gaze was slightly slanted, and she looked slightly at his hand near her side. The phalanges were slender, the knuckles were cold white, and the curvature of his nails was beautiful.

She actually likes to watch him play games, there is a sense of crisp sharpness, but when he pauses, he is calm and gentle.

"Jiajia."

He spoke suddenly.

Luo Jia quickly regained consciousness and looked up, "What?"

He looked straight at the exit station in front of him, paying attention to the surrounding situation.

"Wait for me at the intersection, and I'll drive out."

"Oh..." She suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that she had been noticed by secretly watching him, "Okay."

He carried her suitcase to the parking space.

It's actually not far, just across the road.

After watching his back for a while, Luo Jia hid in the crowd, and then began to laugh silently with her lips pursed uncontrollably.

Soon, his car stopped in front of him.

Luo Jia subconsciously opened the door of the back seat, but just as she was about to lean in, Lu Ziyan said, "Sit in the front."

After a pause, she said, "Oh."

After closing the door, Luo Jia went to open the co-pilot's door again.

His breath was very close again, and her hands were a little unnaturally stiff.Then, he whispered, "I'm used to sitting in the back. I've only ever sat in my father's car, and they always sat in the back."

He smiled silently, "Because your father's co-pilot is your mother."

Luo Jia was stunned for a while, not understanding why he said such a sentence.

She asked, of course, "Is there something wrong?"

After thinking about it carefully, it seems that it is true. The co-pilot is all her mother, and she always sits in the back row, so she is used to the back row when she gets in the car.

"Nothing wrong." He smiled lightly.

There are a lot of vehicles at the exit, and the speed can only be slow. There is some congestion ahead, so it is forced to stop here.

Luo Jia was a little confused, and turned to look at him. His hands were resting on the steering wheel, and the dark black lined off his exposed wrist, which seemed a little casual.

At this moment, he turned his head to look at her, with a slight smile in his eyes, "Then Jiajia, please get used to sitting in the co-pilot in the future."

His eyes were dark and pitch black, so cold that they seemed to have no warmth.

But when he smiled at her.

Always thorough and beautiful, like a handful of fine sand melting in the palm of your hand.

He seemed to have just said a very ordinary sentence, but Luo Jia's eyelashes trembled, and she felt palpitations inexplicably because the smile in his eyes was too warm.

She hummed in a low voice.

Vaguely concealing his unnaturalness.

Then he looked randomly, diverted his attention, and looked up at the pendant on his car, which was a very small Poro.

She was somewhat familiar with that Poro.

Because in the box of Poro that Lu Ziyan gave her back then, there was a very similar Poro, also holding a heart in its arms, but hers just tilted its head to the right, with a bow on it, and The one in Lu Ziyan's car just tilted his head to the left, with a hat on his head.

But the moment she saw it, she seemed to be able to tell that this one was just a pair with hers.

But she deliberately asked: "Your one, I also have a very similar one."

Hearing this, the line of his lips curved slightly, "Yeah."

"Is it the same style?"

The curvature of his lips deepened, "No."

"That...but it's really similar."

"Couple style."

He spoke so calmly, with a natural magnanimity.

Holding her small satchel in her arms, Luo Jia turned her head to look out of the window on her side. The glass window kept rewinding, and the sun in Jiangcheng was shining brightly.

There is a faint reflection of myself on the glass window.

She saw that her brows and eyes were also beaming with joy.

It seems that we haven't seen each other for more than ten days.

It seems to be more than twenty days.

She felt that the things in her mind that could be settled safely were becoming more and more unstable, and she could no longer be restrained by herself.

She didn't dare to look back, she kept looking out the window, pretending to chat with him normally, "Why did you sleep so late last night?"

"After the game, there will be a meeting to resume."

"Is the meeting going until four o'clock?"

"Three o'clock."

"Does your manager often treat you to supper?"

"Occasionally."

"Is it because you won yesterday's game?"

There was a slight smile in his eyes, "Yeah."

"..."

After a while, she spoke again, "By the way, have you met my cousin? He is still in youth training. I heard from him that the training tasks assigned by the coach are quite strict. I don't know if he can pass."

"Liang Ning?"

"Ah."

"Very talented, the coaching staff thinks highly of him, maybe he will have a chance to play soon."

"He told me that as long as he passed the task requirements, he could play as a player of the second team. Although it is difficult now, the future will get better."

In fact, the latter sentence was said by herself.

"Ah."

After a while, Luo Jia said slowly, "You too."

The car was quiet for a while, and through the window glass, the sound of car horns on the street could be vaguely heard.

There is an intersection ahead, red light, stop temporarily.

Then, he stretched out his hand and rubbed her hair lightly, "Yes."

Pass the red light at the intersection, Luo Jia is familiar with the street ahead, and the main road passes through the campus.

The start of school is a little late, and the weather is getting warmer. The dense forests on both sides of the main road are already full of vitality, and the branches are covered with flowers.

The flowers in the school have been blooming one after another, and they are brilliant.

She saw the bus parked next to the stop sign, and some students carried suitcases like her and got on the bus one by one.

She turned around suddenly, "Lu Ziyan, let me take you on the school bus."

"Huh?" He smiled, "OK."

She explained: "Our school is very beautiful. When you come to Jiangcheng, you will regard our school as a scenic spot. Our school bus has several routes. You can almost take a tour of the school by taking the longest one. It is really beautiful."

While saying this, the bright light illuminated her brows and eyes, and her usually restrained and white face was covered with a layer of brightness, as if she was shining.

He listened quietly, smiling unabated, "Yes."

"...Why are you looking at me all the time?"

"You look good like this." He spoke calmly, but bluntly.

"..."

After a while, Luo Jia held her hands in shock and continued, "Then let's stop nearby, and let's go to that stop."

Lu Ziyan found a parking space to park, took out her luggage from the trunk, and Luo Jia consciously led him the way.

Since it was not yet the official start time, there were not many people passing by on the school road.

The school bus just passed by and picked up the people who were just waiting for the bus. Now there are only two people on the stop, Luo Jia and Lu Ziyan.

She said: "Usually it's enough to wait 10 minutes, but today is not the official start time. It's also the first time I return to school after a holiday. I don't know if the shift will be later..."

"It's okay, just wait."

"Ah."

Lu Ziyan was much taller than her, with one hand holding her suitcase and the other hand hanging down casually.

The side profile is clean, the hair is black and soft, and he is dressed in silent black, as indifferent and taciturn as himself.

As the spring warmed up, the light fell on him, as if he was wearing a star-like body. Standing beside the stop sign, he seemed to be a student of Jiang University just like her.

Although, he would have shined.

Behind me are the apricot blossoms in full bloom in the spring, the branches are covered with pink and white, and the branches are slightly lowered.

As the wind blew past, petals floated over him sporadically and landed on his hair.

Luo Jia made a strange mistake, stood on tiptoe, and reached out to pick up the petal that fell on his hair.

Lu Ziyan's eyes were attracted by her movements.

He lowered his head subconsciously.

Seeing the petals she held between her fingers, she said, "Did it fall on my head?"

"Yeah." While speaking, some petals were still falling from her side one after another.

The apricot blossoms were blooming behind him, she looked up at Lu Ziyan, held the apricot blossoms in her palm, and did not throw them away.

Sensing her gaze, Lu Ziyan lowered his eyes and smiled, "Looking at me."

It should be a question, but he said it firmly.

Luo Jia pinched the apricot flower in her hand, and after a while, she said without refuting, "It's just... a line of poetry suddenly came to my mind."

"what?"

"A trip in spring, the apricot blossoms are blowing all over your head." She paused, and continued with the second half of the sentence: "Who is young and flirtatious in Moshang."

She just saw the trees full of apricot blossoms, and suddenly thought of this line of poetry, and felt that the picture at this time was very suitable.

But after saying this poem, her brain only belatedly recalled the meaning of the poem.

She quickly shut up, and the apricot blossom petal in her hand became hot.

She didn't hear Lu Ziyan speak.

He secretly looked up.

Seeing his side face, his eyes were full of smiles, full of enthusiasm like the apricot blossoms in her palm at this moment.

"..."

She quickly looked away.

Fortunately, the school bus didn't wait too long, it seemed to be only 5 minutes behind the usual schedule.

There was no one else in this car, the car was empty, and there were only her and Lu Ziyan on the station.

After getting in the car, Luo Jia took out her student card and swiped it.

The driver saw her swiping twice. As a teacher who has been driving the school bus in Jiangda for more than ten years, his face was full of understanding. He turned his head and glanced at Lu Ziyan who came up behind her, and joked: "Little girl's boyfriend Pretty cool."

Luo Jia's skin became hot all of a sudden, she held her student card, and after a long while, she hummed vaguely.

She found a seat and sat down. Because of the driver's face-to-face joke, she didn't know whether it was because of shyness or something, and she cautiously dared not look at Lu Ziyan.

He sat down beside her.

The environment inside the car was closed, so his aura was obvious.

But it seems that the atmosphere has become more unnatural without speaking.

The car started to start slowly, Luo Jia looked for something to talk about, tugged at his sleeve, and said, "This stop used to be a gymnasium, it was very big, I like that roof very much, but I only went there once for the academy performance at the end of last year."

He leaned slightly towards her as she pulled his sleeves, "Can't you usually go?"

"You can also go, and you can watch any activities. But it's a little far from our dormitory building,... I don't like going out very much."

He smiled lightly, not surprised.

"There is also a lake next to it. You can see it when you go down the stairs. There are many maple trees planted next to it. When I first came to school last year, it happened to be the time when the scenery was the most beautiful. At that time, I understood the meaning of the forest."

"Ah."

"There is a stone tablet over there. At first it was a statue of an outstanding person in the history of our school. Later, because too many people went to worship because of the exam, a stone tablet was added next to it, and it would be engraved on it to represent the school's awards or honors. There are many, many names, and now it is a must-see place for exams."

There was a smile in his eyes, "Will Jiajia's name be engraved on it?"

"..."

After a while, she said in a muffled voice: "...Actually, I had a chance. I was No.1 in my grade in the exam last semester. The teacher wanted me to participate in an academic competition this semester. It was to represent the school to participate in the national competition. In the competition, if you break through the tight encirclement, you will have to give a speech in front of college students across the country, and if you win, you can engrave your name on it."

She paused, a little worried, "But I'm nervous even talking to others..."

"Try it."

His tone is gentle, but it seems to be a seduction to stabilize the soul.

"..."

Luo Jia thought of the anticipation that surged in her heart every time she saw that stone tablet, and imagined many times that she could see her name on the stone tablet.

The juniors who come here in the future will all look at their names like I look at the stele now.

But many times the upwelling of blood stopped because of his timidity.

The most daring thing she has done is to introduce herself at the class meeting at the beginning of school.When she was campaigning for class cadres, she wanted to go up several times, but every time she clenched her palms because of the thought of standing on the podium facing so many eyes, so she couldn't muster up the courage to go to the podium until the election was over. superior.

She doesn't like her introversion and timidity.

But it seems that I don't have the courage to change.

After a while, Luo Jia asked him again, uncertainly and lightly: "Can... have a try?"

He still looked at her gently, and repeated again: "Give it a try."

The carriage shook slightly, and the road was not smooth.

The bright spring light swayed in with the window glass, like scattered pieces of time.

His eyes are very close together.

The light fell into his dark pupils, reflecting her reflection clearly and intently.

"Then I...should I talk to the teacher after school officially starts?" Her voice was still very small, with a bit of uncertainty.

She looked into Lu Ziyan's eyes, wanting some affirmation.

"The future will get better." He smiled at her and said softly, "You too."

This is what she said to Lu Ziyan when she came out of the station.

Just like when he was hesitant to become a professional player a long time ago, the sentence she answered him became the answer he gave her later.

She still held the apricot blossom in her hand.

Soft, immature, but blooming gorgeously.

After a while, she also smiled, "Then I'll give it a try."