good luck

Chapter 28

Just as Pu Anhao guessed, Zhang Jingya took the car back to Xiatian after breakfast the next day.

In the reluctance of Grandma Zhang's rambling, the two walked to the station.Zhang Jingya was wearing a white round neck sweater, a dark plaid wool skirt, and a crossbody bag.Her hair is already very long.The facial features and figure are very good.She becomes more and more beautiful as time goes on.Pu Anhao looked up at the sky, just like those few days, it was a little gray.If you look carefully, you will also feel the temperature of the sun hidden in the clouds.The coolness outside the style of late autumn is heavy on the body.It is so hard, is it trying to leave some traces at the end?Proof that it once existed so brilliantly.Even in the coming year, in autumn, the wind will no longer be the wind of that year.It must also know.

"That's right, this is for you." Zhang Jingya took out a beautiful sketchbook and paper box from her bag.

Pu Anhao's thoughts were pulled back, she took the gift, can I open it now and have a look.

fine.Saw it at a boutique on Friday, thought you'd like it, and bought it.Zhang Jingya said with a smile.

Pu Anhao opened the paper box, and inside was a hanging painting.Open it again, and you will see a princess in a white dress and a crown, holding a crystal ball in her hand and standing quietly under the sky.There are many small shiny particles on the white skirt, Park Anhao touched it with her hands.So there were a lot of shiny things in his hands.There is another sentence in the blank space of the painting, I have a beautiful wish.This can be regarded as the theme of the painting, Pu An really thought.Thank you, it's very beautiful, I like it very much, I let you spend money.After reading it, she carefully restored the things and held them in her hands.

You, why are you being polite to me?strange.Zhang Jingya patted Park Anhao's head lightly.

To be honest, after talking to you, I feel much happier.I think I won't be so entangled when I go back.That's right, I didn't even have time to ask you.How was junior high school life?Made a lot of friends.After unraveling the depression in her heart, Zhang Jingya felt much more relaxed, and she unconsciously spoke a lot faster.

Xiaochun also transferred schools.Park Anhao looked down at the dust on the floor and replied slowly.

ah?Zhang Jingya's good mood just disappeared like this, and it didn't get better until she got in the car.The word Ye in Pu Anhao's words was like a thorn, suddenly piercing into the skin.You know where the thorn is, but you can't see it, and you can't pull it out.Those who are in pain are extremely uncomfortable.

In fact, it's just that the speaker has no intention and the listener has intention.Park Anhao didn't mean to make Zhang Jingya feel bad by saying this.She asked her to describe her life in junior high school, but what would she say.Xiaochun was the only one in her junior high school life so far.Xiaochun is gone, so the story is over.Just like her primary school career, Zhang Jingya is the only one she can remember.How do you ask her to describe those people who have never met even once despite being around.

Next time you come back, I'll take you to visit our school, it's okay.Pu An looked good and Zhang Jingya didn't reply, so she couldn't help but say something more.

okay. ...Do you feel lonely when you are alone?Zhang Jingya thought about the latter sentence for a long time.

It will not happen.Park Anhao showed a big smile, like a bright sunflower.

——Anyway, I’ve always been alone.Now it's just back to square one.For so long, her stubbornness continued unabated, and she still refused to reveal her vulnerability and unhappiness, even in front of her close friends.

That's good.what.The car is coming.Zhang Jingya wanted to say something, but she heard the horn of a car in the distance, so she stretched out a warm smile and waved to Park Anhao, I'm leaving.

Pu Anhao stood on the side of the road, watching Zhang Jingya find a seat by the window and sit down.She raised her right hand and waved it vigorously, but Zhang Jingya probably didn't see it, because there were a lot of people in the car, and she was sitting opposite, and the car started so quickly.

Until the body can no longer be seen, only the long hum of the car can be vaguely heard.After a while, even the sound was gone.Pu Anhao walked back slowly.When he entered the room, he saw his own shadow in the main room, and Park Anhao said softly, Mr. Sun, you are finally willing to come out.

(End of this chapter)