Qingyu nodded vigorously, fully agreeing with his summary.
At this time, the boy stood on the ground with the flashlight pointing upward, and the light hit the ceiling, forming a circle of light.
The aperture casts soft light, enveloping the two people inside, like an oil painting. The contrast between light and dark makes the picture meaningful.
The boy smiled and said in a calm but determined tone:
"It is right to treat others with kindness. It is also right to repay kindness to others."
Qingyu looked at him, waiting for him to say but.
But he didn’t say but:
"What is right is right, and it will not change because of an unsatisfactory result.
"It's them who are wrong. You shouldn't doubt your own principles of conducting yourself because of their mistakes.
"Kind people may suffer from something in the short term, but that is not the norm.
"In the long run, kind people will still gain a lot, because everyone is willing to deal with such people."
Qingyu listened to him and felt that with just a few words, he had clearly explained the problem that puzzled her.
At this time, soft light shone from behind him, giving his face a layer of warm light.
He is really good-looking.
Neat short hair, handsome eyebrows, calm and deep eyes, and a high bridge of nose.
The whole person looks very energetic, but not sharp. Very gentle, but not soft. In short, it is just right, everything is just right.
When he doesn't smile, he looks a little cold. But when he smiles, it's like ice melting away.
She looked up at him and nodded vigorously: "I understand!"
The boy looked at her and thought that the way the little sister nodded was quite cute and adorable.
After helping her strengthen her outlook on life, he added: "But you still have to learn to recognize people, so that you can protect yourself."
Qingyu felt a little worried after hearing this:
"But I'm really not good at recognizing people. Everyone I see is a good person.
"If I encounter this kind of thing again in the future, where I give good intentions only to be met with malice in return. The number of times has been too many, I can't guarantee that I won't be shaken!"
The boy thought for a moment and smiled: "Then I will give you something. When you lose confidence and want to be shaken, let it remind you."
As he spoke, he stood up and walked to the window, jumped out with his hands, picked up his schoolbag, and jumped back in through the window again.
He unzipped his schoolbag and took out a pencil case and a notebook.
When he was going through his schoolbag, Qingyu's eyes glanced over there and saw the name written on his math book - Mu Tingyun.
He turned his eyes again and looked at the writing on the front of his school uniform - Lancheng No. 1 Senior High School.
It turns out that his name is Mu Tingyun, and he is a student of Lancheng No. 1 Middle School, a top student!
Tingyun didn't know that the little sister in front of him was secretly collecting information about him.
He was holding a gel pen and writing something quickly on the first page of his notebook.
Qingyu leaned over to take a look, and accidentally got very close to him.
His calligraphy is also very beautiful, and he wrote a poem silently, titled "If".
If everyone is confused and confused,
You are calm and composed rather than following what others say;
If you are suspected by everyone,
You can be confident and behave as usual without arguing in vain;
If you have a dream,
Without losing yourself;
If you are thoughtful,
It won’t lead to obsession;
If you can stay true to your form in success,
And have the courage to chew the bitter pill after the disaster;
If you see the beauty you pursue shattered into a pile of fragmented rubble,
Don’t say give up either;
……
If the confusion and harassment cannot shake your will,
When you can wait until you are calm before answering,
Then, your cultivation will be as broad as heaven and earth...
After Tingyun finished writing, he closed the notebook and handed it to Qingyu:
"This is a poem that I like very much, and I will share it with you now. You can read it when you encounter something unpleasant. However,"
He smiled: "I should wish you all the best in the future!"
Qingyu took it gratefully: "Thank you, senior!"
Tingyun packed up his schoolbag and put it back on his back, picked up the flashlight and stood up: "Let's go, I'll take you to the main road and take a taxi."
"Yeah." Qingyu stood up after him and walked side by side towards the street.
At that time, Tingyun and Qingyu were not very tall yet, but Tingyun was still more than ten centimeters taller than Qingyu.
Qingyu tilted her head slightly and looked at Tingyun beside her, feeling slightly regretful.
This encounter is about to end. I shouldn’t see him again in the future, right?
This journey is very short, and you will soon reach the roadside.
Tingyun looked to the left, watching for taxis.
Qingyu looked at his profile: "Senior, thank you for today!"
"You're welcome." Tingyun turned around and smiled at her after hearing this, then turned back to look at the car.
Qingyu thought for a moment and spoke again: "Senior, it's too late today and I can't thank you properly. Otherwise, please leave me your contact information and I'll treat you to dinner another day."
Tingyun looked back again: "You're welcome, you really don't have to."
No need to eat together, or no need to leave contact information?
Qingyu is a cheerful girl who says straightforwardly without hesitation:
"Senior, can you leave me your contact information? We can make friends!"
When she said this, she really had no other intention, she just wanted to become ordinary friends with him.
He helped her when she was in the most embarrassment and despair. She lost contact with him before she even thanked him.
Thinking about it, I always feel a little regretful, like something is not done.
But Tingyun smiled and refused directly:
"I can see that you are a very lively girl, and it should be easy for you to become friends with others.
"However, I am very busy with my homework now, so I'm afraid I won't have any extra time to make friends.
"I actually didn't do anything to help you, so you don't need to worry about thanking me. It's just a chance encounter and it's over."
He has said so, so we have to forget it.
Qingyu got into a taxi that stopped in Yunhai and waved goodbye to him.
This first encounter in life ended in such a hurry.
For Tingyun, this was just a small matter, Yan Guo Wuhen. He quickly forgot about it.
But for Qingyu, this incident left a deep mark in her memory.
Moreover, she always felt that she hadn't thanked him yet, so the matter shouldn't have ended like this.
She had a cousin who went to Lancheng No. 1 Middle School, and she asked her to find out about Tingyun.
At that age, boys like to talk about girls, and girls also like to talk about boys.
My cousin listened to her question and told her a lot with great interest:
Mu Tingyun is a popular figure in their school. He has good grades and is handsome. Many girls like him, but he rejects them all.
Teenage girls all like to hear love stories.
When Qingyu heard this, she couldn't help but think: I wonder what kind of girl such an outstanding boy as Senior Tingyun would like?
Chapter completed!