Chapter 184 Travel Together

In Feng Yiping's memory, in the past, he and Xiao Zhijie had put in a lot of effort to attract the attention of Huang Jingping in the back row and make her smile. According to what he meant, it would be a lie to say that he could not be moved.

Men value the first time, and they have deep memories of some of their first times, such as the first time someone has a crush on someone, the first time someone is passionately in love, the first time someone holds hands, the first time someone kisses, the first time someone What time people.

Among them, the first crush is the most special, because there is no action, so when recalling, that relationship is actually the most beautiful and purest, and because there is no action at that time, when recalling, you will feel that it actually contains infinite Possibly, there is plenty of room for imagination.

Therefore, when facing Huang Jingping, Feng Yiping admitted that he could not be calm.

This has nothing to do with how old he is in his heart. Men are often children who can't grow up. I believe that those old men who are dying, when they see the person they had a crush on when they were young, they will glow with some youthful brilliance. Come on!

On such a moonlit night, the person I had a crush on lived in a room a few meters away, and it seemed as if I could smell the fragrance of her body while lying here.

Everyone has desires, the key lies in restraint.

Most people know how to restrain themselves, some people get too hot-headed occasionally and are too lazy to restrain themselves, so they may become criminals, while others completely let their desires dominate them, they are beasts.

Therefore, sometimes, the distance between a normal person and a beast is actually not far away, and Feng Yiping is a normal person, although his heart fluctuated violently, he finally fell asleep in his own bed in a drowsy state.

He still wakes up at six o'clock in the morning habitually. He looks at himself while brushing his teeth. Young is good. There are no dark circles or bags under the eyes. Oh, of course, this may have something to do with his small eyes .

"Morning!" Huang Jingping also got up and greeted him with a smile.

"Did I wake you up? Why don't you sleep a little longer, it's rare to have a vacation."

"No, I'm used to it, how about some noodles in the morning?"

"Let's go out to eat, how convenient."

"No, soon, just wait."

Not long after Feng Yiping changed his clothes and packed his schoolbag, hot egg noodles were served on the table. This feeling was actually quite good.

"What are your plans this morning? Why don't you go out for a walk?"

"No, I just practiced Wubi typing at home, and I didn't have a chance to practice it when I was in school."

"Hehe, you still work so hard."

"No way, the teacher said, these are basic skills from now on, and I don't want to fall behind in this respect."

"That's fine, when I come back from school at noon, we'll go shopping in the city in the afternoon."

"By the way, where is the farmer's market? I want to buy some food."

Forget it, Feng Yiping didn't say anything about going out to eat, and drew a sketch for her. When he went out, he remembered and shook the biscuit box on the storage cabinet, "Use the change here to buy vegetables."

At noon, Feng Yiping pushed the car out of the school gate. He was relieved that he didn't see his father's car. He was really worried that his father would come to pick him up to go to the province today.

When he returned home, he could smell the delicious stewed duck, but Huang Jingping was not in the living room. He went into the kitchen and saw that the fire had long since gone out. People, the door of the guest room is also open, and there is no one, where are you going?

He came to the study to put down his schoolbag, but found that the computer was on, and the chair was turned to the window, facing the Yangtze River. Huang Jingping was lying on the chair, her long hair hanging down the back of the chair, and she could still hear a slight snoring sound. He walked over quietly for a while. Look, maybe I was tired from typing, and I wanted to see the scenery, but I just fell asleep.

He glanced at it for a while, and after thinking about it, he was still going to hug her to the bed. He carefully supported her head with one hand and her legs with the other. As soon as he hugged her, Huang Jingping opened her eyes and smiled sweetly. "Well, you're back!" After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes again, wrapped his hands around his neck naturally, and rubbed his head against his chest, as if to find a more comfortable position.

When Feng Yiping carried her to the living room, she realized something was wrong, and said softly, "Put me down."

"Aren't you going to sleep for a while?"

She blushed and went to the bathroom to wash her face, "When is it now? The food is cold, I'll go heat it up."

"No, I tried it just now, and it's still hot."

"I'm sorry, I finished cooking, typed again, watched the scenery for a while, and fell asleep at some point."

"It's okay, go to bed after eating, if you are really sleepy, you can eat after you wake up."

"No, let's eat early, don't you say take me out to play in the afternoon?"

After dinner, Feng Yiping took Huang Jingping to Jiangxinzhou Park first, and took her to appreciate the beauty of the Yangtze River up close. But to be honest, some scenery is better viewed from a distance. The Yangtze River around the city is very turbid, and there are Very heavy fishy smell.

Huang Jingping was a little uncomfortable, especially when taking the ferry, she felt a little dizzy. Fortunately, the distance was short and she was young. When she stepped on the ground and rested for a while, she immediately recovered. In the bonsai garden, there are hundreds of In front of the temple with a history of more than 10000 years, and in front of the sculptures on the riverside, he posed one by one and asked Feng Yiping to take pictures of him.

When returning by boat, Feng Yiping pointed to the big mountain next to her and said to her, "Can I take you there for a hike tomorrow?"

"Okay, okay!"

After returning from the park, I went directly to the city center. Girls like to go shopping, but to be honest, the styles of these clothes now, men’s clothes are okay, but there are always routines, women’s clothes, Feng Yiping really doesn’t like much, he remembered The idea that came up in junior high school was to build a clothing factory?

He helped Huang Jingping choose two sets of clothes, a pair of high heels and a pair of casual shoes. Huang Jingping also helped him choose a suit, a college-style casual suit in the color of fine ivy, white shirt, beige slacks, It matched the lilac-colored skirt that Feng Yiping had chosen for her.

Feng Yiping walked behind carrying the bag, Huang Jingping tied the silk scarf she had just bought around her neck, ran to the front of the cinema to read the poster, and came back after a while, "Let's watch a movie, everyone says this movie is good."

Feng Yiping approached and looked at the poster. The Cinderella of Journey to the West can be regarded as a classic. Although there are many nonsense, after seeing it, many people, especially those girls, cry more than laugh.

In a city like theirs, movie theaters still don’t sell classic things like popcorn. Feng Yiping bought a small bag of melon seeds, two bottles of Coke, and after thinking about it, he bought another pack of tissues.

On weekends, there were quite a few young couples like them in the movie theater, and they probably came here for the classic scenes in it.

Sure enough, not long after the start, Huang Jingping couldn't care less about cracking melon seeds, and was overjoyed by those nonsensical things. When Athena Chu put the sword on Zhou Xingchi's neck, he said the classic line, "There was once a sincere love that was placed before me. But I didn’t cherish it. I regretted it when I lost it. The most painful thing in the world is this. If God can give me another chance, I will say three words to that girl: I love you. If I have to add a time limit to this love, I hope it will be... 10,000 years!"

Many little girls around were moved and cried immediately, Huang Jingping also grabbed his arm, her eyes were red, Feng Yiping immediately handed over a tissue.

When Sun Wukong had to let go of Fairy Zixia, who was blocking him, he watched her slowly drifting towards the sun in pain, and there was even more crying around her.

Feng Yiping is not bad, but after watching all Stephen Chow's movies, this one seems to be the only one that can make the audience cry like this.

When she got home, Huang Jingping's eye circles were still red and her mood was very low. She went to bed early after washing.

The next day, she climbed the mountain with Feng Yiping in good spirits again, and looked at the Yangtze River from a high place, which was even more spectacular and beautiful. Changjiang smiled, closed his eyes and looked up to the sun, and opened his arms towards Feng Yiping. Feng Yiping pressed the shutter and remembered this classic moment.

On Monday night, the two were sitting on the sofa watching TV. Huang Jingping said, "Xiao Zhijie has visited Zhang Qiuling at school twice this semester."

"This guy, I haven't been here this time." Feng Yiping wanted to divert the topic.

"Why didn't you reply to my letter?" Huang Jingping watched the TV, but asked quietly.

Feng Yiping didn't say a word, he really couldn't find an excuse for a while, he couldn't say he didn't want to go back, busy? Nor is it a reason.

"Sometimes, I feel very close to you. Sometimes, like now, you are clearly by my side, but I feel that you are far away from me." Huang Jingping turned her head and looked straight at him, "What is in your heart? Isn't there someone else?"

Therefore, women are indeed sensitive, but Feng Yiping has no way to say, "No! Jingping, we just feel that we are still young, the road of life has just begun, and there are infinite possibilities in the future. There are some things that we really don't need now. urgent."

"Hmph, old-fashioned, just like what the teacher said, I went to bed."

At noon on Tuesday, Feng Yiping sent Huang Jingping to the station, and she walked in, then came back to give Feng Yiping a hug, and whispered in his ear, "I don't want to leave."

Before Feng Yiping could speak, she let go, "Keep my toothbrush and towel, and put away the quilt I covered when it's dry. Don't let anyone else use it. I'll be back!"

Ps: This morning, no, it should be said that when I got up early yesterday morning, I saw that the collection not only did not increase, but actually decreased by several, and I was not in the mood to code at all. However, I finally adjusted it, I will do my best to write wonderfully, and I hope everyone will support me as always! thank you very much!