Qin An just held Ye Zhulan's hand like this. Her warm hand gradually became cold due to tension. Her little body was trembling. She was obviously struggling and hesitating. She didn't know what to do.
She wanted to take her hand back, but was afraid that Qin An would be sad. She was even more afraid that Qin An would do something that she would think shyly whenever she thought about it, and was worried that she would run away in panic, and from then on she was like a passerby with Qin An.
I had a dream, and there were two people in Ye Zhulan and Qin An, but these two people were not you and me.He and she were both thirteen years old. Both of them were teachers who entered the school very early. Qin An took the college entrance examination at the age of sixteen, and his score was slightly higher than that of Peking University. However, he received notices from several prestigious universities in the United States. He did not go and went to an unknown third-tier undergraduate college in the north.
No one can understand his approach. In this school, he had already taken five exams for certified public accountants in his sophomore year. His grades were scary and he could get a certificate of professional qualification when he graduated.
A famous domestic accounting firm sent him an invitation, but his original goal was to take the US Certified Public Accountant Examination, which was much more difficult.
He went to the UK during his sophomore summer vacation, rented a small apartment near Eton and Cambridge for more than a month, and dropped out of school after returning.
He went to Changsha to learn pottery with a master who was called the last successor of Changsha Tongguan Kiln.
Then he returned to the small town where his grandfather went to, where he sorted out the old house. He spent two years cleaning up the collection of books and old houses at home. Like an old man, he liked to sit on a rattan chair and bask in the sun, make a pot of tea, and then cover his face with the book and sleep for an afternoon.
Then, he went to Changsha and worked as a school worker in a university where Ye Zhulan had left. He wore a red vest, carried a broom, cleaned the fallen leaves and paper scraps.
He worked on this for three months and began to find normal jobs like a normal young man.
Soon, he returned to his hometown and became a pottery teacher.
Later he had already started to manage his own school. In the near future, he would have a private school with a size of more than 5,000 people, or larger, because the school has been expanding and developing.
He also has his own wife and children.
As for Ye Zhulan, she had never developed anything with Qin An. However, when she was a freshman, on the bus, when a boy suddenly confessed to her, she agreed to date him. It was the first time she saw that boy.
Shortly after graduation, the two broke up and Ye Zhulan entered a patent firm in Shenzhen. Many years later, the patent firm already belonged to her, and her value was over 100 million... Well, this means that we can buy more than 100 schools like ours.
Usually, she is no different from any single left-handed woman. She does yoga and goes to Hong Kong to sweep the streets on weekends, but she never has any contact with men.
Such a woman has never been married. Finally, I heard that she adopted a child, and she named the child Qin Siwei and so on...
Qin An did not tell the ending of this story. In the story, Ye Zhulan drove her Messilagao SV sports car and hit the guardrail of the highway at a speed of 300 kilometers per hour, ending her life, and leaving Qin An in the story without the chance to say that sentence.
Perhaps because of the same name, Ye Zhulan became interested in Qin An's story. She forgot that he was still holding his hand. Listening to such a story, her mood gradually became depressed. She seemed to understand something, but a trace of sorrow was entangled in her young and sensitive heart. There was a layer of tears in her eyes. She looked at Qin An and said nothing.
The two people in the story, whether Qin An or Ye Zhulan, were all happy with each other. I think if Qin An finally told Ye Zhulan when they were young that he liked her, or the final outcome would not be like that.Qin An let go of Ye Zhulan's hand and sat up.
Are you worried that in the future, you and I will be like the two people in the story?Ye Zhulan finally understood.
Qin An nodded. Ye Zhulan was too young. When she grew up, she was too amazing and stunning, which was unsure of it, unless the seeds were planted in her heart now.
No... Ye Zhulan's tone was unexpectedly strong. Actually, I thought that if we had always been such good friends, I would marry you when we grew up.
The girl’s most private dream actually bloomed like this, like a flower bud dyed with dew. She peeled off the petals, and the exposed flower heart released in an instant, making people lose their bodies.
The two red glows on Ye Zhulan's cheeks emitted charming light and shadow like the setting sun. Now we are too young, don't say such things... You are not allowed to say that to me in the future, otherwise, my words just now won't count.
Happiness is like flowers, happiness is like a large wave of wheat, happiness is like swaying rape flowers, what does happiness look like?Qin An didn't know, he just felt that he couldn't control himself now.
Qin An shouted, and a carp got up and made a side flip on the grass like a windmill...
Alas...Help!
There was a short soil slope in front of it, with wheat straw piled up under the soil slope, loose and soft. Qin An fell down and lay there, staring at Ye Zhulan, who ran over, smiled brightly with spring light.
Bad guy!Ye Zhulan cursed, and then couldn't help laughing.
As the sun got late, Qin An and Ye Zhulan had a fight and went home.
At this time, Qin'an's family lived in the teacher's dormitory in the town, with two large units. Each teacher's family was assigned a house with two bedrooms and one living room. The house was not big, and it was just right for a family of three to live in.
There is a large courtyard in the middle of the unit building. Qin An touched Sun Pao at the entrance of the courtyard.
Cannon!Qin An patted Sun Pao on the shoulder. Sun Pao, who was the same age as him, was one of his few friends in the future. He drank wine and stole chickens, fought and fed, crossed the wall and escaped classes. The friendship he established since childhood made them feel warm in their future lives. The tacit understanding in many things strengthened the trust of venturing in the business world.
Sun Pao looked sad and snorted twice when he saw Qin An coming.
What's wrong?It was just when it was about to have a meal that Sun Pao squatted at the gate of the yard and felt bored, which was obviously not so normal.
Sun Pao looked around and pulled Qin An and hid behind the hedge. Qin An, my cock has grown hair... What do you think should you do?
Unplug!Qin An suggested without hesitation.
She wanted to take her hand back, but was afraid that Qin An would be sad. She was even more afraid that Qin An would do something that she would think shyly whenever she thought about it, and was worried that she would run away in panic, and from then on she was like a passerby with Qin An.
I had a dream, and there were two people in Ye Zhulan and Qin An, but these two people were not you and me.He and she were both thirteen years old. Both of them were teachers who entered the school very early. Qin An took the college entrance examination at the age of sixteen, and his score was slightly higher than that of Peking University. However, he received notices from several prestigious universities in the United States. He did not go and went to an unknown third-tier undergraduate college in the north.
No one can understand his approach. In this school, he had already taken five exams for certified public accountants in his sophomore year. His grades were scary and he could get a certificate of professional qualification when he graduated.
A famous domestic accounting firm sent him an invitation, but his original goal was to take the US Certified Public Accountant Examination, which was much more difficult.
He went to the UK during his sophomore summer vacation, rented a small apartment near Eton and Cambridge for more than a month, and dropped out of school after returning.
He went to Changsha to learn pottery with a master who was called the last successor of Changsha Tongguan Kiln.
Then he returned to the small town where his grandfather went to, where he sorted out the old house. He spent two years cleaning up the collection of books and old houses at home. Like an old man, he liked to sit on a rattan chair and bask in the sun, make a pot of tea, and then cover his face with the book and sleep for an afternoon.
Then, he went to Changsha and worked as a school worker in a university where Ye Zhulan had left. He wore a red vest, carried a broom, cleaned the fallen leaves and paper scraps.
He worked on this for three months and began to find normal jobs like a normal young man.
Soon, he returned to his hometown and became a pottery teacher.
Later he had already started to manage his own school. In the near future, he would have a private school with a size of more than 5,000 people, or larger, because the school has been expanding and developing.
He also has his own wife and children.
As for Ye Zhulan, she had never developed anything with Qin An. However, when she was a freshman, on the bus, when a boy suddenly confessed to her, she agreed to date him. It was the first time she saw that boy.
Shortly after graduation, the two broke up and Ye Zhulan entered a patent firm in Shenzhen. Many years later, the patent firm already belonged to her, and her value was over 100 million... Well, this means that we can buy more than 100 schools like ours.
Usually, she is no different from any single left-handed woman. She does yoga and goes to Hong Kong to sweep the streets on weekends, but she never has any contact with men.
Such a woman has never been married. Finally, I heard that she adopted a child, and she named the child Qin Siwei and so on...
Qin An did not tell the ending of this story. In the story, Ye Zhulan drove her Messilagao SV sports car and hit the guardrail of the highway at a speed of 300 kilometers per hour, ending her life, and leaving Qin An in the story without the chance to say that sentence.
Perhaps because of the same name, Ye Zhulan became interested in Qin An's story. She forgot that he was still holding his hand. Listening to such a story, her mood gradually became depressed. She seemed to understand something, but a trace of sorrow was entangled in her young and sensitive heart. There was a layer of tears in her eyes. She looked at Qin An and said nothing.
The two people in the story, whether Qin An or Ye Zhulan, were all happy with each other. I think if Qin An finally told Ye Zhulan when they were young that he liked her, or the final outcome would not be like that.Qin An let go of Ye Zhulan's hand and sat up.
Are you worried that in the future, you and I will be like the two people in the story?Ye Zhulan finally understood.
Qin An nodded. Ye Zhulan was too young. When she grew up, she was too amazing and stunning, which was unsure of it, unless the seeds were planted in her heart now.
No... Ye Zhulan's tone was unexpectedly strong. Actually, I thought that if we had always been such good friends, I would marry you when we grew up.
The girl’s most private dream actually bloomed like this, like a flower bud dyed with dew. She peeled off the petals, and the exposed flower heart released in an instant, making people lose their bodies.
The two red glows on Ye Zhulan's cheeks emitted charming light and shadow like the setting sun. Now we are too young, don't say such things... You are not allowed to say that to me in the future, otherwise, my words just now won't count.
Happiness is like flowers, happiness is like a large wave of wheat, happiness is like swaying rape flowers, what does happiness look like?Qin An didn't know, he just felt that he couldn't control himself now.
Qin An shouted, and a carp got up and made a side flip on the grass like a windmill...
Alas...Help!
There was a short soil slope in front of it, with wheat straw piled up under the soil slope, loose and soft. Qin An fell down and lay there, staring at Ye Zhulan, who ran over, smiled brightly with spring light.
Bad guy!Ye Zhulan cursed, and then couldn't help laughing.
As the sun got late, Qin An and Ye Zhulan had a fight and went home.
At this time, Qin'an's family lived in the teacher's dormitory in the town, with two large units. Each teacher's family was assigned a house with two bedrooms and one living room. The house was not big, and it was just right for a family of three to live in.
There is a large courtyard in the middle of the unit building. Qin An touched Sun Pao at the entrance of the courtyard.
Cannon!Qin An patted Sun Pao on the shoulder. Sun Pao, who was the same age as him, was one of his few friends in the future. He drank wine and stole chickens, fought and fed, crossed the wall and escaped classes. The friendship he established since childhood made them feel warm in their future lives. The tacit understanding in many things strengthened the trust of venturing in the business world.
Sun Pao looked sad and snorted twice when he saw Qin An coming.
What's wrong?It was just when it was about to have a meal that Sun Pao squatted at the gate of the yard and felt bored, which was obviously not so normal.
Sun Pao looked around and pulled Qin An and hid behind the hedge. Qin An, my cock has grown hair... What do you think should you do?
Unplug!Qin An suggested without hesitation.
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