Chapter 21 first love part 3 first love 19 day

Fifth, it is best not to fall in love, so that you can never abandon each other The empty classroom left a secret space, and the still dazzling sunlight reflected a gentle smile, and the sunflower seemed to really bloom with the sun.In the middle of a sunflower, on a checkerboard grid, Du Xiaofeng wrote very small words with yellow chalk: I'm sorry. 1 Jiang Guiming was a man of his word, and sent Wen Jing all of Meng Fan's magazines the next day.It was only during the phone call that Jiang Guiming found out about Wen Jing's unemployment.He originally wanted to send the magazine to her work, and by the way, he used this as an excuse to ask her out for dinner, and then sent her home, but Wen Jing asked him to send it directly to her home.

"If it's inconvenient, you can call a courier," Wen Jing said. "Convenient is convenient. We have more free time, but are you at home during the day?" Jiang Guiming asked wonderingly. "I have more free time, and I have just been laid off." Wen Jing said a little disappointed. "Oh." Jiang Guiming was slightly taken aback. It is undeniable that knowing the news, his enthusiasm was compromised.Different from Meng Fan's dreamlike first love, in Jiang Gui ###, even if he is deeply moved by Meng Fan, it is just a non-existent love that is praised only after death.In the real world, there are many pursuits that even calculate the salary of the other party. What is covered on the beautiful love is an almost ugly cloak of reality.

"Come in this afternoon, I'll treat you to tea this time! I have good Pu'er in my house!" The length of the phone line was enough for Wen Jing not to see Jiang Guiming's expression and hesitation, and she sent out a cheerful invitation.In the afternoon, her mother went to her grandma's house, and she felt at home alone, as if she had returned to the Saturday of the big and small worship, especially the appearance of Jiang Guiming, which gave her a subtle sense of pleasure. Jiang Guiming, who was swayed by reality, was moved by the innocent Wen Jing, he raised the corners of his mouth unconsciously, and answered with a smile: "Okay."

When Jiang Guiming walked into the quiet room, he instantly lost his sophisticated judgment. The little girl-like room gave him a unique sense of warmth.Wen Jing sat cross-legged on the bed, several "Summer Travel" magazines were spread out in front of her, her hair was tied up casually, and she was wearing casual home clothes, with a pink cherry embroidered on the edge of the beige pocket. "At first I wanted to keep it for myself as a souvenir, but now I think it's the best souvenir for Ms. Su Yuan." Jiang Guiming said. "Well, she will keep it well." Wen Jing flipped through it seriously, and nodded: "But you still lack a lot! You see, in 2005, there was only November, and in 2006, March, April, and July moon……"

"You really ask a lot!" Jiang Guiming said with a smile. "I'm sorry." Wen Jing realized that she should be more polite to him, she couldn't help but blushed and quickly apologized. "Just kidding, I will help you find it again. Because we are colleagues, our agency has subscribed to their magazines before, but only for the first few issues. Later, as you know, the circulation of "Xia Lu" It’s not big, so the club doesn’t care about it.” Jiang Guiming casually picked up a copy of “Xia Lu” and said, if it wasn’t for Meng Fan, he would definitely not have kept these magazines, and through these magazines, he met Wen Wen again. The silence gave him a vague sense of karma.

"Hey, what about the rest?" Wen Jing frowned and leaned on the pillow. "Greedy! You read all the things in front of you first, and then I'll figure out a way. I'm still in the industry, and it's better than you finding a needle in a haystack." Jiang Guiming opened a page of the magazine in his hand and handed it to Wen Jing. Wen Jing took the magazine, she smiled slightly, her eyes were squinted, and in the process of searching, she felt that she had found a reliable companion first. The page that Jiang Guiming opened for her was Meng Fan's article. It was called, and the beginning of the article was a gorgeous picture of sunflowers. Meng Fan explained in detail that this is Texas, the United States, which is rich in sunflowers.And at the end of the article is his unique narrative.

... The sunflowers that first bloomed in front of my eyes were not in distant Texas, nor in the hinterland of the endless plains in Hetao, China, but on the blackboard in middle school. Swipe the small chalkboard with black dye once. My first love girl once drew beautiful sunflowers on the blackboard at the back of the classroom.I forgot what it was about, an art festival?Painting Festival?Or just normal class good guys and good deeds? When I tried to remember, I realized that my memory was not reliable.However, the remaining fragments must be the most beautiful stones shining in the long river of time.

My stone was cast on a summer afternoon, and the yellow chalk turned into brilliant sunflowers in her hands.First draw a circle, draw a checkerboard in the middle, and then lightly trace the petals.I still remember that when the sunlight outside the window came in, she and the flowers turned golden yellow. That is the most beautiful sunflower I have ever seen in my life. After Wen Jing read this passage, she sniffled slightly. Jiang Guiming wanted to relieve the sad atmosphere, took the magazine with a smile and said, "Look, if it was in our magazine, he would definitely not be allowed to write such nonsense. How nice For the opportunity to advertise, the editor-in-chief will definitely change the last sentence to: If you want to see the most beautiful sunflowers, you must go to Texas."

"Oh, I finally know why." Wen Jing raised her head and said suddenly. "Why?" Jiang Guiming asked inexplicably, as if she didn't listen to her teasing at all, and she was talking about something else. "Why was Meng Fan so unhappy at that time?" Wen Jing smiled slightly at the bewildered Jiang Guiming, turned his head and looked out the window, the midsummer sun dazzled his eyes a little bit, just like back then.