When I Found the Heroine As a Teenager

One week before Christmas, Zhao Tianhang and Jiang Wan left Tongli City and moved to Haicheng.

On the day they left, Xiawan Shuang and the others went to see off. However, they encountered a rear-end collision on the road, which caused traffic jam. When Lin Qiushui urged the driver to rush to the station, the train had already left.

Lin Qiushui thumped his chest and feet on the spot, and was very angry.

Life seems to be full of regrets, whether it is love that ends without a disease or the farewell that cannot be met.

After Zhao Tianhang left, Xia Wanshuang and their lives did not change much.

But occasionally when meeting for a meal after school, Lin Qiushui would blurt out "Zhao Tianhang hasn't come out yet", or before the meal, the summer evening Shuanghui is used to holding four pairs of chopsticks, or during the weekly test, Zhou Qinglang Will habitually look for Zhao Tianhang's name at the top of the grade ranking.

But just like the inevitable arrival of winter, everyone slowly got used to the fact that Zhao Tianhang was not around.

The cold wind passed by, but the boutique outside the school was very lively, with Santa Claus statues posted at the door. It was clear that Christmas had not arrived yet, but there was already a festive atmosphere.

On New Year's and holidays, when greeting cards are on sale, especially Christmas, they are the most popular.

In addition to greeting cards, apples and snake fruits are also extremely marketable.

Xia Wan Shuang saw a female student secretly knitting a scarf one month before Christmas. The closer to Christmas, the more obvious the restlessness can be felt.

She was happier because of the festive atmosphere, but besides that, she didn't feel much.

Zhou Qinglang originally wanted to learn how to wear a bib and give a gift to Xiawan Shuang as a Christmas gift, but on Christmas Eve, the finished product made Zhou Qinglang lose face.

Xia Wan Shuang cut the fruit in the kitchen and planned to bring it to Zhou Qinglang's room, but at the door of the room, he heard Zhou Qinglang's voice on the phone, as if saying something was right.

Xia Wanshuang didn't think much about it, thinking Zhou Qinglang was calling Zhao Tianhang to discuss the problem, opened the door and walked in, but saw Zhou Qinglang hurriedly stuffing something into the quilt.

It's a pity that I didn't hide it, so Xia Wanshuang saw the needle for knitting a bib.

"Langlang, are you knitting wool?"

No blame for Xia Wan's laughter, after all, even if Zhou Qinglang behaved well before Xia Wan, she couldn't hide the essence of her being a cool sister.

The effect of secretly knitting wool on Zhou Qinglang's body is actually the same as the effect on Lin Qiushuishen's body, which makes people laugh.

"No...No, sister, you're wrong."

Zhou Qinglang said dryly, hiding the needle with one hand, praying that Xia Wan Shuang didn't see anything just now.

"Student Zhou, did you understand what I said just now? I circled you the wrong part of the photo you sent me. You hooked the wrong line."

A girl's voice came from the phone that hadn't been hung up, and Zhou Qinglang's lie was revealed in an instant.

"I know how to do it, thank you."

Zhou Qinglang spoke quickly as if burning his ass, then immediately put the phone away, looking at Xia Wanshuang with embarrassment.

"Sister, I wanted to surprise you tomorrow."

The little girl took out her failed product, her face was blushing and bloody, Xia Wanshuang seemed to be able to see the little girl's air puffing on her head, and couldn't help laughing. How could she be so cute.

It's no wonder that Zhou Qinglang is embarrassed. It is because her skill in knitting wool is sorry for her status as a top student.

When Zhou Qinglang saw Xia Wan smile at her, she couldn't wait to bury her head on the ground.

"elder sister…"

She yelled coquettishly, with a hint of forgiveness.

"I'm not laughing at you. We Langlang weaves for the first time. It's already very good to weave like this. I'll change it for you."

Xia Wanshuang sat next to Zhou Qinglang's bed, took the dismantled collar, and picked up the crochet hook.

Her hair grew a little longer, tied with black rubber bands, hung obediently behind her head, and was trapped in the light, which made Zhou Qinglang feel soft when she saw it.

The light in her room was clearly white, but when it fell on Xia Wanshuang's body, Zhou Qinglang felt that the light had become a warm color, soft and unbelievable.

The wool that was disobedient in Zhou Qinglang's hands was not well-behaved in Xia Wanshuang's hands. Because it was hooked in the wrong place in the front, Xia Wanshuang had to remove the back one, flap his fingers, and twist the collar a little bit. Refining it.

"Sister's hand is more clever than mine."

Zhou Qinglang felt that Xia Wanshuang was always good at playing with these things. Even the little things that were broken in the house before, even Xia Wanshuang could make a few things into new ones at home, which was beautiful and warm.

It didn't take long before the summer evening double weaving was completed. Obviously, the summer evening double weaving is much better than Zhou Qinglang, and the difference can still be seen by comparing the top and bottom.

Zhou Qinglang was happy and disappointed, because only the first half of this bib was made by her, and the second half was re-hooked by Xia Wan Shuang, so how can it be given to Xia Wan Shuang as a gift?

"Well... it's pretty, it's white."

In the summer evening, he gestured with the collar in front of Zhou Qinglang. Zhou Qinglang chose red. This color is white and also picks people. If the skin is dark, this collar can't be seen.

"Transfer to the color chosen by my sister."

When he was picking the ball of wool, Zhou Qinglang was in the red.

Xia Wan Shuang’s skin is white, and the red is whiter. Zhou Qinglang can imagine what Xia Wan Shuang would look like if she wore this color scarf. If she smiled at her wearing her hand-knitted scarf, she would definitely feel it in her heart. Le Tao Tao.

"I will try it on."

Wear it around your neck in the summer evening. The length and width of this bib are still quite appropriate. Wrap it around your neck twice, so that it is tight and warm.

"looks good?"

There is no mirror in this room. Xia Wanshuang stood up and straightened his neck around Zhou Qinglang, looking at her with a pair of apricot eyes.

"nice."

Zhou Qinglang nodded, how could it not look good.

She likes everything from head to toe, very beautiful.

"So lovely?"

Xia's evening is full of joy, and it is almost impossible to hear from Zhou Qinglang's mouth that she is not good-looking.

Xia Wanshuang smiled, Zhou Qinglang was really happy, his soul was lost in Xia Wan's eyes, and he was drunk in Xia Wan's dimples.

"I like this Christmas gift very much. Lang Lang is bothering me. I will give you your gift tomorrow."

"It's not Christmas yet, so my sister found out. It was my sister who made it for me, so it's not a gift."

Zhou Qing Langhun came back, feeling a little disappointed, thinking that he had to give another gift tomorrow.

"I'm not good. I should knock on the door first. I will definitely knock on the door next time."

Xia Wanshuang would be wrong, thinking that Zhou Qinglang's loss was the grievance of being broken into the content of the gift in advance, so he hurriedly coaxed the little girl to promise not to do it again next time.

"It's okay, sister doesn't need to knock on the door."

Zhou Qinglang wanted to explain something, but before Xia Wanshuang, she seemed to be unable to explain it clearly, so she simply said so.

Xia Wanshuang took off the scarf, bent his eyebrows at Zhou Qinglang's intimacy, and brought the fruit to them.

Early the next morning, Zhou Qinglang specially entered the classroom before the summer evening double, and he saw the apples, greeting cards, and even chocolates on the summer evening double table.

Without even thinking about it, Zhou Qinglang unzipped his backpack, emptied the books in his schoolbag, and then swept all the things on the summer evening double table into his schoolbag.

After finishing the work, Zhou Qinglang noticed that there was also on his desk, his expression confused for a moment, and then he ruthlessly swept into his schoolbag.

Zhou Qinglang's affection was only on Xia Wanshuang. To other people, it was as ruthless as the autumn wind sweeps the fallen leaves. How the boys show good will be a cloud of air in Zhou Qinglang's eyes.

She doesn't pay attention to unimportant people and unimportant things, and never gives people hope. After refusing to show her favor, she also says to stay away from her sister, which is very fierce.

However, the peach blossom luck of Xia Wan Shuang did not seem to be diminished by Zhou Qinglang's obstacles. Many boys at this age seemed to like girls with more mature temperament, and they had no resistance to beautiful girls. Xia Wan Shuang happened to be beautiful, gentle and transparent. With calmness and elegance, gentleness to the bones, captured a handful of boys' hearts, especially the kind of noisy ones who were so behaved before the summer evening.

And those people were obsessed with the two words in Zhou Qinglang's eyes.

But Zhou Qinglang couldn't do anything, he could only drive those people away with his eyes, and didn't give them any loopholes.

As for why you don't warn, you can't reveal your secrets to strangers without being absolutely sure, this is the truth that Zhou Qinglang has understood since childhood.

It was not accidental that she escaped from that cannibalistic orphanage when she was six years old. She planned for a long time and figured out the route. No one guessed that a six-year-old wandering child would have such thoughts, so no one added more. Precaution, let Zhou Qinglang escape smoothly.

And after running away, Zhou Qinglang also made himself dirty, fearing that he would be seen by someone looking for it.

Fortunately, she was just a trivial tool for that place, and she didn't know whether those people had been looking for it, or how long they had been looking for, anyway, she was safe now.

When Shuang came in Xia Wan, what I saw was Zhou Qinglang's movement of getting her schoolbag. Zhou Qinglang's books were rashly placed on her chair, as if there was something in the schoolbag.

"What's installed?"

"Apple, on your desk, I sorted it out."

Zhou Qinglang showed her schoolbag to Xia Wan, and put her book on her desk.

"Pretend it, it's a pity not to eat."

Although Xia Wanshuang didn't know her attractiveness, she was not blind and knew that some boys had a good impression of her, but Xia Wanshuang declined.

In her eyes, these teenagers are the restless children of adolescence, she can only look at them with the eyes of the elderly, and will not be attracted at all.

In the summer evening doubles when they were really young, they were not attracted, so how could they be moved now.

"good."

Zhou Qinglang looked happy when Xia Wanshuang was not unhappy or even curious.

During the break time, Xia Wan Shuang also received greeting cards. The greeting cards are not only a confession, but also the feelings of friends. Xia Wan Shuang is also fully prepared and sent greeting cards to girls who have a lot of contacts. In comparison, Zhou Qinglang is More coldly, she only received one, from the female classmate who taught her to weave a scarf, Zhou Qinglang also returned her one.

Zhou Qinglang also prepared for Xia Wan Shuang, but did not plan to take it out now. When Xia Wan Shuang went out in the morning, she told her that Christmas gifts would be given to her in the evening, and Zhou Qinglang was also waiting for the evening.

Today is a special day. Lin Qiushui did not have dinner and school with Xia Wanshuang and the others, but ran to play with Qian Lan.

Zhou Qinglang also didn't say that Lin Qiushui had forgotten her friend when she saw her. She wished that Lin Qiushui would not be the light bulb.

There is a Christmas event on the city square tonight. Lin Qiushui and Qian Lan went there. Zhou Qinglang wanted to take Xiawan Shuang with him, but Xiawan Shuang seemed to have a cold and sneezed several times. Zhou Qinglang is not willing to be cold, and can't wait to go home immediately to drink Banlangen for the summer evening.

The street lights are like fire, and the frost is heavy in the middle of the night.

Zhou Qinglang was riding the car, Xia Wanshuang hugged her waist in the back seat and lowered her head, still shivering by the wind with her scarf.

The air that came out of Ha disappeared in the night like a white mist. When I got off the car, I stomped my feet in the summer evening, waiting for Zhou Qinglang to park the car.

When Zhou Qinglang walked out, he rubbed his hands specially to warm them, and put them into Xia Wanshuang's pocket to warm her.

How is it cold this winter, Zhou Qinglang thought, holding her sister's hand, she was obviously very hot.

"Sister, many people confessed today that Lin Qiushui also seems to have something to do. What about you, what type do you like?"

Zhou Qinglang took Xia Wanshuang's hand and walked home, and couldn't help but ask like an inquiring.

If she can ask, she also has a direction to work hard.

"It's older than me."

Xia Wanshuang replied casually, certainly not younger than this body.

Zhou Qinglang suddenly felt that this hard condition was hard to change, it was so cold this winter.