Fourteen years have passed, and the teenagers have grown up. Some of the dreams they have had are lost in time by themselves, some have flew away with wings and can never be found, and some have become true.

That's lucky to embrace the dream tightly.

The carefree years have passed and never come back. When I was young, I always hoped to grow up soon. I thought that when I grew up, I would have a job and money to spend. I could do whatever I wanted, but no one cared about it.

Only when I really grew up did I realize how innocent I was at that time.

When I realized that point, I was already knocked to the ground by all kinds of worries and pressure. I finally got up from the ground and was beaten down again before I took two steps. I was sad and collapsed and cried. After crying, I got up and continued walking.

Reality cannot escape. No matter how much I want to go back to a happy old time, I must grit my teeth and walk forward.

There is no turning back in life.

The cost of everyone's growth is similar. They have cried, laughed, resented, hated, and reached the age of thirty, and they have been one day less.

The boys and girls who have liked have also faded their youthful and childishness. In their stories, they were either wonderful, dull, or tired. When they smiled unconsciously, a few fine lines had been added to the corners of their eyes, and their white hair turned from one or two to more than a dozen, and they were pulled out again.

It took too long to remember when the first ignorant throbbing was on which day. I only vaguely remember the girl's long ponytail, her face slightly red when she spoke, and the boy was lying in the corridor and whistling, with a naughty look on his face.

I don’t know who proposed the class reunion first. It’s different every year, but there are some similar contents in the chapters of youth, such as those endless topics, books stacked on the desks, and scenes where they are called to answer questions but cannot answer them, secretly writing love letters during class... There are also first loves where leaves grow but flowers bloom.

There are too many crossroads in life, and they will disperse as they walk. When they turn around, the people around them have changed.

Of course, there is also a phenomenon that it takes many years to bloom, but that kind of chance is extremely low. If you encounter it, you will still get together after a long journey. It must be the guidance of this gentleman. Nothing is better than this.

Some of the couples in Class 5 have already gained their own love, some are still waiting for the destined person to appear, and some are afraid of love hurt. One person lives confidently and freely. When they meet in class, they will greet the other party with their respective roles, say "Long time no see", and then smile.

You have become secular and no longer young, so are me, we are all the same.

Huang Dan was the last one to arrive. He stood at the back door, and the gentle boy grew into a restrained and handsome man. However, the people in the class felt that this scene overlapped with the scene reported on that day, because he still stunned the time when he stood there.

Jiang Long was the first to react. He got up from his seat and ran towards Huang Dan excitedly, "Ancestor, you are here."

Huang Dan just came back from the past and was only focused on seeing Chen Yue quickly. He even forgot about the injuries on his legs. Only then did he feel a little pain. Cold sweat oozed out of his forehead and dampness on his body, so he took off his coat outside.

Jiang Long was closest to Huang Dan, so he subconsciously reached out to get it, but a hand reached out from the side and took off the coat.

Chen Yue took his long legs off the table and put them bent under the desk. He put his coat on his legs without explaining his behavior.

Huang Dan just raised his hand to loosen the tie under the collar of his shirt, without showing any disgust or repulsion.

This natural warm and harmonious feeling really exists, and it turns into a physical floating room. There will be at least ten or eight years of close contact, otherwise it will not appear.

Everyone showed surprise at the same time, and they looked back and forth on the two of them. It turned out that the rumors were wrong, and the school beauty and school grass had been in contact over the years.

Jiang Long and Liu Feng are best friends on both sides. Their mood can no longer be described as surprise. There is obvious loss on their faces. If the timing was not right, the two of them would definitely grab their buddy and cry. It turns out that you have hooked up with someone else. I am not your best buddy?

Speaking of which, Jiang Long and Liu Feng are in the same industry, both of which open shops, one sells roast duck and the other sells noodles. They have looked down on each other. Now they are a little mature, and the store is not open on the same street and they are in peace.

Liu Feng didn't learn to learn how to learn a chef at that time, so he ran away halfway. He had been working for others a few years ago, and he spent some money on him, either on himself or on others. It was not enough. It was Chen Yue who paid for him to find a storefront, so he opened the store.

Jiang Long is similar to Liu Feng. At that time, he wanted to start a business, so Huang Dan sent some funds to his card, otherwise he would still be in the office and worked overtime on Mondays, Wednesdays, and fours, and six weeks, which was so hard that he was dying.

The greatest luck of their lives is to have a close friend.

"Why don't you talk?"

Jiang Long laughed. Xiaohu's teeth were still there. He went to participate in a singing competition for the singer's dream and won the first place. The agency wanted to package him and said that his teeth were not good-looking. He almost tidied them up. Later, because of his disagreement of values, he left it alone.

"How is it? I'm right. The young master is still a young master. He has no beer belly, no bald head, no swimming ring, and is still so dazzling."

Liu Feng's figure has become fat, his face is still dark, but he has gained a lot of weight and his flesh has collapsed. He glanced at Huang Dan, who was in a straight suit, and hummed, "God is still so unfair."

Jiang Long rolled his eyes and said, "You should just pull it off. You can't control your mouth. You eat it all day long. Don't blame God for everything."

Liu Feng said angrily, "You know, is this stressful, okay? Damn, my work has increased by 20 or 30 kilograms a year, and I can't get off after it rises!"

Many male compatriots were inspired by feelings, and they were the same. They accidentally added a few layers of flesh on their stomachs. Who knows how it came out.

It’s hard to buy clothes, and I’m still disliked by my family. I ask you to eat less every time I meet. It’s impossible to lose weight, so don’t think about it.

Chen Yan, who walked over, put on makeup on her face and her eyebrows were delicately drawn. She got married the second year after graduating from college. Her husband is an ordinary office worker like her. She is a good person and treats her very well. She has no conflicts between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, so she lives a very comfortable life. In addition, she is pregnant now, and she is full of maternal love.

"Huang Dan, you didn't come to the previous party. If Jiang Long hadn't promised me this time, I wouldn't believe it."

"I don't believe it either. I have confirmed it with Jiang Long again and again."

Qian Meng came over with her high-heeled boots. She looked at Huang Dan with a smile, without any inferiority or shyness. "I haven't seen each other for many years, and you haven't seen anything."

Wu Fang inserted her mouth and cut her waist-long ponytail, leaving her short hair that was close to her ears, which was much more neat and capable. "Who said that it hasn't changed? Huang Dan has obviously become better."

Life is unexpected everywhere. At that time, there were only three of them in the top ten in the class. Among them, Chen Yan looked the best, Qian Meng was the most average. After more than ten years, her temperament was actually the most outstanding among the three.

If Huang Dan had not returned to the past when he climbed to the fourth floor, he would not have any impression of these people in his class, but he went back.

Huang Dan confirmed that Qian Meng's face had been fine-tuned, single eyelids turned into double eyelids, square face turned into melon-shaped face, and all the small freckles were removed. Now he is very confident and looks at him and Chen Yue like others.

Single men with excellent conditions are their focus.

Huang Dan's legs hurt even more, probably because of sweating. The blood on his face faded and his breathing was no longer stable.

Chen Yue immediately stood up, he spoke, his voice was hoarse, with an indistinguishable emotion, with heartache, worry, and nervousness, "What's wrong with his legs?"

The sound of the table and chairs rubbing the ground was harsh, and everyone's nerve endings were pulled a little, but they didn't realize what was going on.

Huang Dan said, "I was hit by a motorcycle on the road."

Everyone was stunned, and someone joked, "No, Huang Dan, you are so destined to be Chen Yue, something happened on his way, and he almost broke his face."

Huang Danfang looked down and saw a few strands of hair on the man's forehead scattering, blocking the broken skin.

Chen Yue frowned, "How could he be hit by a motorcycle?"

Huang Dan pursed his lips, "When I came out of the supermarket, a motorcycle drove over from the side and hit him without any attention."

Chen Yue's eyes were red, and he pressed his beating temple, "Is the wound serious?"

Huang Dan said, "It's not serious."

They missed more than ten years, but they were not unfamiliar with it at all, as if they had heard it yesterday.

The surrounding atmosphere suddenly became a little subtle, and the two of them asked questions and answers, giving people the illusion that it was a couple.

Jiang Long pulled Huang Dan's arm and asked nervously, "Why didn't you tell me about your motorcycle that you were hit by a motorcycle? Have you seen a doctor?"

Huang Dan said he had seen it.

Jiang Long breathed a sigh of relief, "The weather forecast was not accurate. He said it would not snow. Unexpectedly, the weather changed in the afternoon. We didn't go back tonight. We will wait until the road is ready before going back."

Chen Yanxiao's eyes were covered with fine lines, "The young master is so afraid of hurting someone, and he can come to attend class reunions. We must get together tonight."

Qian Meng said yes, "It's rare. I don't know when I will get together again next time."

Huang Shan asked, "Have you found a place to live?"

Jiang Long looked speechless, "Fall in love at first sight. I told you on the phone. Do you forget about such a little effort?"

Huang Dan said, "Love at first sight...is pretty good."

When he spoke, he lowered his head slightly and went to see Chen Yue intentionally or unintentionally. Chen Yue was also looking at him, and some words were not spoken, and the emotions he wanted to express were already revealed from his eyes.

At the moment he came back, Huang Shan thought that he would be excited and incoherent when he saw Chen Yueshi's excitement, and acted indifferently, and when he really met, he looked at the person he longed for was right in front of him, and felt more at ease and thankful in his heart.

Chen Yue lowered his head and lit a cigarette, and asked without answering a question, "Do you still remember the sports meeting in the first year of high school?"

Liu Feng asked Chen Yue for a cigarette, and one pack was put into six or seven packs in his pocket. It felt comfortable to smoke. "Why don't you remember, you ran 3,000, and you slowly walked in front. In the last lap, you suddenly exerted force, and they all overtook the first place one by one, and they were all in the limelight."

Chen Yue vomited a cloud of smoke, "He is at the finish line, I ran towards him,"

Liu Feng's hand shook, and the smoke almost fell off. A look of memories appeared in his eyes. He didn't remember who was standing at the end back then.

But there is someone who remembers that Liu Feng's face changed, no wonder...

The corridor calmed down, and there were only circles of smoke rising, lingering, silently showing off the dance posture.

Liu Feng licked his dry mouth, but he still couldn't believe it, and wanted to hear the answer from the person involved, "Is it Huang Dan?"

Chen Yue said, "Yes, it's him."

Liu Feng wiped his face and breathed a little rapid, "When did it happen? First semester of the first year of high school?"

Chen Yue said, "Earlier."

Liu Feng opened his mouth in shock, and a cold wind penetrated into his stomach, instantly causing the temperature to drop all over his body. He fought a cold war, "So the person you liked at that time was him?"

Chen Yue put one hand in his pocket of his trousers, "Otherwise? Do you think I am you, and you like it when you see a beautiful person?"

"You can speak softly!"

Liu Feng glanced at the classroom corridor and continued to ask when he saw no one coming out, "It's him who rejects you?"

Chen Yue half-closed his eyes and squirted to the ground, leaning against the small squeezing ashes, "It's only him from beginning to end, no one else."

Liu Feng swallowed, it was really OK. He didn't see any clues back then. If it weren't for all those songs being listened to by Chen Yue every day, and thinking of Chen Yue's nervous Huang Dan's scene, he wouldn't have suspected Huang Dan.

"You have been alone all these years. Every time I introduce you to a partner, you don't want it. My uncles and aunts can't tell you. I'm just guarding him for a long time?"

Chen Yue shrugged, "Is there any problem?"

"It's a big problem!"

Liu Feng was quite excited. He wanted to be good-looking, fame and fortune, and there was a large forest in front of him, so he could choose at will. But he was hanging on a tree, and he had to hang for fourteen years and never even die.

The ages are different, homosexuality is no longer so terrible, but Liu Feng still feels sorry for his buddies.
To be continued...