Ye Zhiqiu sighed and let go, and Yu Caiwei took the glass bottle.

Then he opened it and poured out a few paper stars in Ye Zhiqiu's eyes.

"Can it be taken apart?" Yu Caiwei raised her head and asked softly.

After receiving permission, Yu Caiwei carefully picked up a paper star and opened it.

"...Of course." When things came to this, Ye Zhiqiu didn't care anymore. Instead, he moved closer and stared at Yu Caiwei's movements.

He really had no impression, and was actually very curious about what was written in it.

After untying one, the two of them looked at the paper, and sure enough they wrote a paragraph.

——'Go towards the light, I'll walk towards you.'

"..."

Ye Zhiqiu's expression was unclear, Yu Caiwei kept moving, opened another one, and changed another sentence on the paper.

——'Every cloud is missing, every moon and night is missing.'

The third one says, 'You are the oranges in the sunset, the bright light in the sky'...

"hiss."

As he watched, Ye Zhiqiu himself got goosebumps at these secret love stories full of youthful literature.

It seems that I excerpted it from newspapers, readers' magazines, songs, etc. Back then, I wrote every sentence carefully and carefully...

Ye Zhiqiu carefully observed Yu Caiwei's expression. The girl's eyes were twinkling and she was silent. It was hard to tell what her mood was.

The key is that Yu Caiwei seemed to have no intention of stopping, watching one after another with great interest.

Ye Zhiqiu, who couldn't bear it at first, discussed it: "Well... just watch two, there's nothing interesting to see."

Yu Caiwei ignored it, and Ye Zhiqiu also gave up and let her go.

After looking at it for seven or eight times in a row, Yu Caiwei stopped, glanced at the table, and was about to follow the traces and help fold it back.

"it's okay no problem."

Ye Zhiqiu said quickly: "I was planning to throw it away, just leave it like that, don't bother."

Yu Caiwei was startled, raised her head and said, "Really lost? Isn't it a pity?"

As if to reassure Ye Zhiqiu, Yu Caiwei added softly: "I'm not angry, these are your past memories, keep them."

Ye Zhiqiu smiled bitterly and said: "I'm not old enough to rely on memories to live my life."

"Besides, not all memories need to be treasured."

Yu Caiwei looked directly into Ye Zhiqiu's eyes and asked again: "Really?"

Ye Zhiqiu's answer was resolute, "Really."

Yu Caiwei stared at Ye Zhiqiu for a few seconds. After confirming that he was not joking, she nodded and moved away.

Watching Ye Zhiqiu bring a garbage bag and sweep the glass bottles and paper stars into it, Yu Caiwei's eyes flashed with a look of satisfaction.

If Ye Zhiqiu is nostalgic and wants to keep the glass bottle, she will certainly not have any objections or be angry about it.

But being considerate and considerate is one aspect. In fact, she is not a generous person in relationships.

After all, Ye Zhiqiu wrote this for Chen Yuan back then. It would be a lie to say that he didn't care at all.

Ye Zhiqiu threw away the glass bottle without hesitation, but it made her feel very happy.

"Done."

After cleaning up, Ye Zhiqiu walked back to the room from the living room and said happily.

Then, he saw Yu Caiwei standing in the room looking at him intently, her eyes inexplicable.

Ye Zhiqiu wondered: "What's wrong...um..."

Before she finished speaking, her hand was held by Yu Caiwei, and a slight cold feeling came from her lips.

His body staggered under the weight. Ye Zhiqiu quickly hugged the person in his arms and sat on the bed to avoid falling...

Here? It seems a bit exciting...

In the process of gradually becoming deprived of oxygen, this idea suddenly flashed through Ye Zhiqiu's mind.

After a long time, the two separated. Yu Caiwei looked up, her watery eyes shining with water.

"Reward you."

"Huh?" Ye Zhiqiu didn't react and asked in confusion: "What reward?"

"..." Yu Caiwei's face turned slightly red and she said, "You lost that glass bottle reward."

Ye Zhiqiu was stunned, he didn't expect this to be the reason.

Seeing that Ye Zhiqiu was silent, a nervous look flashed across Yu Caiwei's face and asked: "Will you blame me for being stingy..."

"Won't."

Ye Zhiqiu smiled and said: "Emotions are inherently selfish. It would be strange if you didn't feel anything at all."

"There will be mood swings, which means you care about the other person."

"I'm a little curious." Ye Zhiqiu asked curiously: "How did you feel when you saw that just now? Would you be angry?"

The relieved Yu Caiwei snorted softly and said proudly: "No."

"That was written by you in the past. What I like is you now."

"However." Yu Caiwei looked directly into Ye Zhiqiu's eyes and said word by word: "Remember, from now on, you can only write these words to me."

"..."

Yu Caiwei had a serious face and spoke seriously, but Ye Zhiqiu felt like she was struck by love words again.

"Hmm~!"

Ye Zhiqiu didn't reply. This time it was him who took the initiative.

The second time they separated, the two of them looked at each other blankly for a while, then laughed in unison.

During this holiday, it seems like we just changed places to make out.

The two were half lying on the bed. Yu Caiwei leaned lazily in Ye Zhiqiu's arms and asked: "Where to go next?"

Ye Zhiqiu, who was warm and fragrant, also felt lazy and said casually: "Is there a place you want to go?"

Yu Caiwei tilted her head and thought for a moment, then asked: "Where have you visited the most before?"

"School?"

There aren't that many programs in small cities. In the past, it was basically school and home.

"Okay." Yu Caiwei stood up and said decisively, "Just take me to school."

"I want to leave my shadow in all the places where you used to stay."

"..." What else is there to say? Ye Zhiqiu said it was absolutely fine.

The two of them walked downstairs. The aunts under the shade of the trees had dispersed, and the community lacked a lively atmosphere.

It seems that every city has a high school called "Experimental Middle School", and the high school Ye Zhiqiu attended was named after that.

The car drove outside the school gate. During the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday, the school gate was closed, but the small door on one side was open.

Ye Zhiqiu led Yu Caiwei away, feeling a little uneasy as she didn't know if the security guard on duty would let her in.

"Wait a minute." As expected, the two of them were stopped.

"For what?"

Ye Zhiqiu was about to explain, please let me go or something, but unexpectedly the 60-year-old security guard looked at Ye Zhiqiu carefully.

"It's you, go in."

Ye Zhiqiu was stunned and said curiously: "Uncle, do you recognize me?"

"Of course." The security guard said, "You're from the 17th class, the one who got the first place in the school."

"I don't know about the others. I definitely recognize you, but you look more energetic now than before. Are you still in love with someone?"

"Yes, yes, it's me." Ye Zhiqiu thanked him quickly: "Thank you, uncle."

The security guard waved his hand: "Come back to school during the holidays, right? Let's go in!"

Ye Zhiqiu and Yu Caiwei thanked them and walked into the school, and the security guard's voice came from behind.

"By the way, remember not to do any messy things in school!"

The two of them stumbled, Yu Caiwei blushed, and Ye Zhiqiu couldn't help complaining.

Do many graduating students go back to school to do something?
Chapter completed!