Chen Qiurong was talking about that gangster being a flower grid, but if Chen Qiurong hadn't mentioned it, Xiong Baizhou would have probably forgotten about this low-end gangster who showed off his power at the gate of high school.

"Will he still pester you now?" Xiong Baizhou did not immediately answer Chen Qiurong's question, but instead asked about other things.

"No, I haven't seen you for a long time." There was a smile in the corner of Chen Qiurong's eyes.

Xiong Baizhou nodded. In order not to let this flower grid continue to entangle Chen Qiurong, he deliberately struck harder that night. At least Chen Qiurong could enjoy a quiet life before going to college.

"I did that thing." Xiong Baizhou didn't hide anything. In fact, this girl knew everything in her heart.

Sure enough, Chen Qiurong didn't have a surprised expression, nor did she say anything. The two of them walked side by side under the street lights. Even if they didn't communicate, they wouldn't be embarrassed. They stepped on the fallen leaves on the roadside, making a "crunching" sound, creating an unexpected feeling.

The tranquility of "the noisy forest is more peaceful than the quiet".

"arrive."

No matter how reluctant you are to give up, the road has an end.

At the door of a hotel, Chen Qiurong said: "The teacher and other students all live here."

"Okay" Xiong Baizhou nodded: "Go back and rest early. You have to take a bus tomorrow, so I won't come to see you off."

"Yeah" Chen Qiurong responded softly.

Xiong Baizhou stood at the door and waited for a while. When he found that Chen Qiurong had not entered the hotel, he asked gently: "What's wrong? Did you not bring your room card?"

Chen Qiurong shook her head and suddenly summoned up the courage to say, "Can we write letters in the future?"

After saying this, Chen Qiurong quickly lowered her head and stared at her toes.

This may be the boldest thing a gentle girl has ever said.

"Of course, I will reply as soon as I receive the letter," Xiong Baizhou smiled inwardly, but said with certainty.

"Then I'll go up, Xiong Baizhou." After hearing this reply, she felt relieved.

"Go ahead, I'm going back too."

The wind picked up at night, Xiong Baizhou buttoned up his suit and was about to leave.

"Xiong Baizhou"

Chen Qiurong stood at the door of the hotel and suddenly shouted.

There was no trace of impatience on Xiong Baizhou's face, and he walked back to Chen Qiurong: "What's wrong?"

"Didn't you leave me an address before?"

"Um"

"I actually wrote you a letter."

Xiong Baizhou thought for a while: "I didn't receive it. I'll go to the post office tomorrow and ask to see if it was sent by mistake."

"No, I haven't sent it yet," Chen Qiurong said softly.

"Then I'll wait for you to send it to me again."

Xiong Baizhou smiled, no matter how quiet a girl is, she is still a little willful.

"No, I want to give it to you now." Chen Qiurong suddenly became bolder and took out a wrinkled letter from his pocket.

"I didn't expect it to be so old." Chen Qiurong was a little depressed.

Xiong Baizhou took it gently and put it solemnly in the upper pocket of his suit: "It doesn't matter, letters are like wine. Only when they are older can you taste them carefully."

The letter paper is so old, which means it has been folded frequently. The girl may have read it many times herself.

Xiong Baizhou knows everything.

"Then remember to reply to me." Chen Qiurong was a little happy when she heard Xiong Baizhou say that.

"must!"

Xiong Baizhou was really about to leave this time, but he didn't expect a voice to come from the hotel: "Chen Qiurong, you came back so late."

With the sound of "dong dong dong" footsteps, a high school boy ran to the door of the hotel, even wearing his school uniform.

When he saw Xiong Baizhou and Chen Qiurong standing opposite each other, he said a little suspiciously: "You said you were going to meet a friend tonight, is this the person?"

Xiong Baizhou didn't want to add unnecessary trouble to Chen Qiurong, so he said softly: "I'm leaving" and even nodded to the boy.

Unexpectedly, the high school boy looked wary and ignored Xiong Baizhou's greeting.

Xiong Baizhou didn't take it seriously. He lit a cigarette and walked slowly back in the direction he came from. In the wind, he could even hear the boy's concerned voice: "Chen Qiurong, you came back too late. The teacher is very worried about you."

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"My parents said that the city of Guangdong is very chaotic now, and it is very unsafe to stay outside at night."

"Some people may look good, but they are not necessarily good people. I heard others say that good students would not smoke at such a young age."

Xiong Baizhou smiled. High school students have to use other people's words to express their feelings. The boy's last sentence of "smoking at such a young age" was obviously directed at himself, but Xiong Baizhou was not angry at all.

This is truly an era of innocence and countercurrent.

Returning to the construction site, Xiong Baizhou unfolded the letter paper and saw very beautiful small words:

Xiong Baizhou, is this your name?

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Xiong Baizhou, this is my first time writing to someone.

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Xiong Baizhou, it seems like you just bumped into my life and then disappeared again.

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Xiong Baizhou, I am going to Yuecheng to take the exam. Can I see you?

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Xiong Baizhou, the teacher asked us to read the newspaper. I know Zhoumei Electric, you are so awesome, I am far behind you.

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I hope I can work hard to catch up with you, but I am afraid that I will fill up the mountains and seas, but you will be in the clouds.

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"Huh", Xiong Baizhou felt extremely complicated after reading this letter. Although the letter paper was very short and old, the feelings expressed were self-evident.

Paper is short but love is long.

There are too many ripples in the road.

My story is all about you...

Liu Daxiang didn't know that Xiong Baizhou had returned to the dormitory at the construction site. He thought that Xiong Baizhou was going back to the shop. Liu Daxiang was going to wait until Political Commissar Xiong came back to personally explain his motives for doing things and defend the label of "stupid".

However, Xiong Baizhou was not seen, but Wang Lianqiao came back. Wang Songbai drove Wang Lianqiao and dropped her off at the store.

"Sister Forsythia, you're back," Liu Daxiang greeted with a smile.

"Yeah." Wang Lianqiao said lightly, her expression not particularly good.

Liu Daxiang couldn't see this clue, and still smiled and chatted: "Where did Sister Forsythia go to eat at night?"

"My brother and I went to have dinner by the Pearl River." Wang Damei breathed a sigh of relief, as if she had put down some baggage, and her expression finally returned to normal.

"The scenery there is nice." Xiong Baizhou didn't tell Liu Daxiang where he went, so he didn't know that Xiong Baizhou also went to the Pearl River tonight.

"Of course the scenery is good. If you haven't seen it with your own eyes, who would have imagined it." Wang Lianqiao smiled, as beautiful as the enchanting violets in the night.
Chapter completed!