Chapter 83: That surrogate white moonlight
Yan Zhi was called by the music teacher to broadcast the radio in the afternoon.
The breakup was proposed by Huo Xingchao, and there was no sign on WeChat, so he suddenly sent a message.
"Yan Zhi, let's break up."
Yan Zhi stared at the line of words for a long time, finally smiled bitterly, and sent back a word,
"it is good."
She suddenly resented Huo Xingchao.
Not because of the breakup, nor because of his indifference that Yu Wen didn't withdraw directly.
But this relationship, from beginning to end, has no control over it.
Start with him, end with him.
She is completely passive.
Really overkill.
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"On the brick-red runway, there are athletic figures. Under the blue sky, there is hope that is close at hand. The gunshots sounded. You are like eagles, about to fly to your own sky..."
The girls' voices spread throughout the stadium with the broadcast.
Yan Zhi's voice is very special, slightly soft, but also has an inexplicable tenacity, familiar people can hear it when she utters the first word.
Huo Xingchao was on the path behind the sports field. He leaned against the railing, the wind picked up the hair on his forehead, his eyebrows were deep and handsome, and his whole profile was full of a rebellious youthful feeling.
"I noticed some time ago that we seemed to have met when we were children."
He turned around with a half-smile, and his words were sloppy, as if he were chatting.
"I don't know if you still remember."
"When you were young?"
Gu Zhian, who was standing in front, was stunned for a moment, not knowing what he was referring to.
Today, Huo Xingchao was looking for her for the first time in history, and Yan Zhi said that he had broken up with him. Gu Zhian's intuition must have something to do with her.
But I didn't expect that after the appointment, the first sentence the boy said was this, in addition to casual greetings.
But as a child?
She had a very rich life when she was a child. She had a juvenile class, neighbors, and classmates from the same school. She had a variety of playmates from different sources.
I may remember, but I can't tell the difference.
Huo Xing leaned back, holding the railing with both hands, the curves of his arms were very cool,
"Actually, it's not an important matter. I came out with you today, mainly to ask about Yan Zhi."
His attitude was a little rude.
The choice of words and sentences is like a superior to a subordinate, with a customary arrogance.
But things that are easily disgusting to ordinary people, he does, but it has a more natural taste.
Gu Zhi'an was slightly startled, then bent his lips, a little naughty smile appeared in Xing's eyes,
"Okay, you can ask, as long as I can say it, I will say it."
Know everything.
Huo Xingchao chewed these four words a few times in his heart, and then lightly hooked his lips, saying straight,
"Yan Zhi, is she not related to you?"
......
"Yan Zhi, did she tell you that?"
The girl was a little stunned. For a long time, she looked away and looked at the high sky with a faint smile.
"That might be bad."
"What does 'maybe' mean?"
"Maybe, maybe, maybe not."
Gu Zhian sighed,
"I always thought we had a good relationship. Compared with other restructured families, our family is really harmonious."
"To be honest, I always thought she was a good sister. But maybe, I'm not a good sister... After all, she thinks so."
Huo Xingchao looked at her sad expression, was silent for a long time, and suddenly said,
"Actually, I don't like Terence."
"what?"
The girl was astonished and jumped to this topic without knowing why.
It took a long time for him to react, then he lowered his head, sighed again, and scratched his hair unnaturally,
"You found it."
Since the third year of high school, Gu Zhian has stuffed milk into Huo Xingchao's table every day.
Most of the time it's Trunks.
However, she never saw the other party drink it once. She thought that the milk was just like other gifts, and it was simply thrown away, and she was depressed for a while.
But I didn't expect people to remember her.
"Actually... Hey, how to say, I really didn't know the relationship between you and my sister before, and she never told me. I only found out when I saw you eating together in the cafeteria at noon today. …”
"I won't be like this in the future."
She blinked and forced a smile,
"Don't take it to heart."
"Well."
Huo Xingchao answered noncommittally, leaning on the railing, he uttered a sentence slowly after a long time,
"I didn't take it to heart."
"..."
"Okay, there's nothing else to do except this, let's go."
The boy took out his mobile phone from his pocket, unlocked it, and waved his hand in a lazy tone.
- Really rude attitude.
But Gu Zhian didn't care about this, she hesitated for a while, looked at the boy's casual look, and after a while, she spoke.
"that....."
Huo Xingchao raised his eyelids and glanced at her lazily,
"Anything else?"
Gu Zhian thought about it,
"You said we met when we were young. When did we meet? I have a bad memory by nature, but just remind me, maybe I'll remember it."
Quiet for a while.
"Not a good thing."
He raised his head and glanced at her, his eyes were dark, his expression was casual, and a thin smile appeared on the corners of his lips.
"You don't have to worry about it either."
......
How strange.
At first, when I saw Yan Zhi for the first time, the whole person was filled with the joy of reuniting after a long absence.
When she met her clear eyes, she subconsciously wanted to throw the water in her hand.
I subconsciously wanted to call her.
I subconsciously wanted to smile at her.
What were the thoughts in your head at the time?
-really.
- She really is.
He had imagined many times what that little girl would be like when she grew up.
Yan Zhi was not what he imagined.
But he was not disappointed at all.
Instead, the first thought that popped into my head was:
Ah, she should be such a girl.
Perhaps, all expectations and enthusiasm were exhausted on Yan Zhi, so when I saw Gu Zhian just now, my heart was actually very peaceful.
In addition to a touch of melancholy, there is no superfluous throbbing of curiosity.
Even if the soul dominance is slightly different, the same body and nerves share the same memory.
- This is Huo Xingchao's truest mood.
The boy lowered his eyes again, his long eyelashes covered his dark eyes, showing a bit of indifference.
There were people coming and going around, and they had been here for about ten minutes. Many people noticed that Huo Xingchao, the **** of fencing, actually stayed with a girl and seemed to have a good chat.
Couldn't help but cast curious, inquiring eyes.
Especially the passing girls, their eyes almost passed Gu Zhi'an once.
Gu Zhi'an didn't respond.
She just frowned, and after a while, seeing that the boy really didn't want to speak again, she took two steps forward.
Huo Xingchao felt it, raised his eyebrows,
"Anything else?"
"I heard Yan Zhi say,"
The girl paused, her bright eyes stared at him attentively, and her voice was soft, "You two broke up."
"is that true?"
......
The boy raised his head slightly and finally looked directly at her with a casual tone.
"Why did she tell you this? Didn't you say she wouldn't tell you anything?"
"Because I saw you two together at noon today, I asked her."
She didn't retreat at all. Compared to other girls who saw him with blushing cheeks, or who kept making small movements and were nervous and didn't know what to say, Gu Zhian was a very outstanding suitor.
Not pretentious, not fidgety, and not at a loss. Answers and questions are calm and natural.
"She told me very seriously, you broke up."
Huo Xing looked at her.
She curled her lips, but her smile was not too excessive, and there was still some sincerity in her eyes.
"is that true?"
......
The summer wind blew past the grass clippings on the side of the lawn, bringing a faint scent of grass.
The sun suddenly cooled down a bit.
"She's teasing you."
The boy suddenly raised the corners of his eyes with a lazy smile, then put the phone back in his pocket, straightened up,
"Of course it doesn't matter."
"The relationship is good, let's have a fart."
Gu Zhian was really stunned.
She looked at the back of the boy who left without any lingering, with a slender figure, his black hair was cast into a golden halo by the sun, like an angel.
But he walks lazily and a bit ruffian.
Because of his height, he stands out in the crowd.
But
- not her.
"Athletes, you are sweating on the sports field and showing off your youth. The plastic track restrains your steps, but cannot restrain your dreams. The sound of gun horns defines your starting point, but it cannot stop your ending. Athletes..."
A familiar voice came from the radio, soft and tough, and it was very pleasant to listen to.
No wonder even the teacher gave up the staff of the radio station and asked Yan Zhi, who had quit the club, to broadcast.
The boy went up the aisle in the middle of the auditorium, turned to the right, and there was the rostrum.
The back is tall and straight, and the long legs are lightly stepped, very handsome.
But
- It's still Yan Zhi's.
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