Chapter 231: Return of the teenager

Youth is crazy, youth is lively.
Has vented a handful of expired youth on the basketball court and has arrived at the meal.
Lin Xue and her roommates still have elective courses in the afternoon, so they had no choice but to eat in the school cafeteria. They negotiated and waited until dinner time to go out and "slave" Liu Yanbo.
Is also a big pot of rice. At this point, the university canteen is obviously more heated than the company canteen, making people want to eat more bowls.
Liu Yanbo's meal volume has always been good, and his mood is particularly pleasant today. This amount of food is even more scary. Lin Xue helped him to fight for three meals. After eating, he refused to wipe his mouth. 'S gaze became a little different.
Several girls who ate at the same table were stunned, but they had not finished a bowl of rice.
It was difficult to hold back without laughing, and the soft joke, who loved to joke, began to ridicule: "Brother Liu, how do I think you are not here to visit the snow, but to rub the rice!"
This is not a good appetite to explain clearly, it is just a big bucket!
Liu Yanbo smiled, cheeky: "I am still growing."
I have seen shameless, haven't I seen such shameless, right?
Guy, you are twenty-six or seven years old, not sixteen or seven years old, you have old arms and legs, and you have a hammer body.
But the goods didn't seem to be real. They looked like they were 18 years old, and they drank the seaweed egg flower soup leisurely. They also greeted: "You are still growing, and you should eat more."
Slightly ~
Said softly with a smile: "We have to keep our stomachs waiting, waiting for Brother Liu to invite us to dinner at night."
"This is necessary." Liu Yanbo thief said broadly: "Take you to Bai Yiju at night to rub a meal."
"Don't." Rou shook his head like a rattle, his big watery eyes turned straight, as if conveying a certain signal. "We are going to eat steak."
"I want to drink red wine." Meimeimei answered.
"I still have to go shopping." The most cheerful character is not far behind, and also encouraged Lin Xuedao on the side: "Snow, it's your turn, and you quickly say one."
It seems that the relationship between Lin Xue and her roommates is really good. It really helped Brother Liu who was planning to slaughter her. He smiled like a fox, and there seemed to be a bad smell in his tone: "Also Going to the movies. "
In the end, she also made eye contact with three roommates, and then the four said almost in unison: "Go to k song."
This one will be followed by another one. Has it been negotiated already?
Liu Yanbo felt like he was a tiger.
Just as they chatted vigorously, a soft and nice voice rang behind them: "What are you girls talking about? All are so happy."
"Mr. Han." Lin Xue said hello.
Liu Yanbo didn't look back. He could already guess who was coming. This sound was probably something he could never forget.
No one found that at this moment, the man who could be deadly in a conversation and laugh suddenly tightened his body, sitting in a dangerous manner like a well-behaved student, and most of his pairs were well-fed There was also a lot of tension and anxiety in my eyes, as well as more joy and expectation.
He lowered his head slightly, a blush had already appeared on his face, as if he was already shy, and he seemed to be checking whether something was wrong with him.
Nose, a fresh fragrance hit.
Han Shuilan sat opposite Liu Yanbo. After her seat, Lin Xue took the initiative to introduce: "Mr. Han, this is my brother Liu Yanbo."
Liu Yanbo?
The name seems to be a bit familiar, Han Shuilan couldn't help but stop looking at him from the left and right, looking at it carefully.
If life is like a zigzag drama, how many twists and turns will there be, and how many unexpected reunions will happen?
Han Shuilan remembered that in her long-mottled memory, there was once a young man named Liu Yanbo. Think about it carefully. There is still some overlap in appearance with this man named Liu Yanbo, but there are also many It's different.
The time has really passed for too long, too long, there are too many people with the same name and surname in the world, she is really not sure.
Liu Yanbo slowly loosened the chopsticks clenched in his hand, raised his head slightly to meet the doubtful eyes, his lips moved, but he didn't say a word--
I asked how time should be traced back, the flowers bloomed in that season, and the soft whispers floating in the wind;
What kind of identity should I recover? The grass on the playground fell into the collar furry, and I was enjoying the afternoon sun beside you;
What kind of story is stripped from the skin of Izu, is it the original beauty, or is it just a few miles away?
The woman in front of her had appeared in Liu Yanbo's memory countless times. He remembered her with a smile and a word.
Today, many years later, he looked at her quietly and suddenly smiled, the smile spread from the corner of his mouth to the corner of his eyes, very shallow, but enough to be open-hearted.
No matter how ruthless the years, no matter how much wind and rain has gone through, this smile is as pure and innocent as it was then-
As the year goes by, the teenager is still there!
More than ten years have passed, Han Shuilan can't remember much about the poor and backward town, but she still remembers this smile, remembering the young man who had been crying himself.
She smiled, there was no excitement to reunite for a long time, only a gentle, soft whisper: "Are you?"
"It's me." The smile has spread to the whole face, Liu Yanbo said the greeting that has been hidden in my heart for a long time. "Teacher Han, I haven't seen you for a long time."
Suddenly, Han Shuilan lowered her head, and when she looked up again, there was a little more trance in her smile, and there seemed to be some reproachful blame in her voice. "
Even though there are thousands of words, even a thousand words, it can't compare to this utterly dreamy call.
Stinky
Liu Yanbo, who has reached the age of twenty-six years, has a sour feeling in his nose after many years.
But he didn't cry, this stubbornness did not come from a man's self-esteem. It was from that season of that year, the young man who still insisted on waving and smiling when he was apart, he wanted to insist on the bravery of a boy in front of her.
It was good to have complained about the sky and the sky.
On the last day of that year, Liu Yanbo had torn his heart in half, expelling that half of childishness and innocence, leaving only this half of indifference and pain.
He thought that he would never come back.
But now, when the title left in the memory sounds again in the ear, Liu Yanbo seems to see the young man who has fallen into the abyss, dragging his broken wings back ...
He walked slowly towards himself and said with a smile: Liu Yanbo, I am back.