Luo Qinghuai reminded him again: "Where is your book?" Huo Zhou smiled and said, "I don't have a book with me. Can I borrow my deskmate's book?" Luo Qinghuai pulled open the desk, held out a rectangular box from inside, and handed it to Huo Zhou: "Lend it to you." Huo Zhou is stupefied: "What meaning?"? Didn't you take the classmate's things with you? Luo Qinghuai pursed his lips: "Open it and have a look." Huo Zhou suddenly reacted: "You..." Luo Qinghuai looked at him with a smile. Huo Zhou's heart beat faster and he opened the box with trembling fingers. There were a lot of candy wrappers in it, which were neatly classified and made strange signs. What is this Huo Zhou didn't understand. It's a sign of sweetness. Luo Qinghuai explained, "I once wanted to buy you the sweetest sugar in the world." Huo Zhou looked at Luo Qinghuai in shock, not knowing what to say. Luo Qinghuai smiled and said, "Look at your own desk again. Maybe you brought a book." Huo Zhou opened the desk in a daze, and there was a small box inside. When he opened the box again, Huo Zhou was so shocked that his jaw almost fell off. Inside the box was a well-preserved piece of draft paper, on which words were written crookedly, the first half of which read "Remnant Dream Falling into Qinghuai" and the second half "Luo Qinghuai". Of course, Huo Zhou remembered that it was written by himself. But the question is, didn't he throw the paper away? How could it be in the hands of Luo Qinghuai? And kept for so many years?! "This is mine." Luo Qinghuai took the box over and held it in his arms. "When you were away, I could rely on it." Huo Zhou:.. Why, why are you here? Luo Qinghuai chuckled: "This is a secret." "But." "Go." Luo Qinghuai took Huo Zhou's hand and said, "Let's go to the playground again." Huo Zhou hugged the box in his hand tightly and followed him downstairs. Then he slowly reacted: "When did you come to prepare?" Luo Qinghuai said, "I didn't come to prepare. I'm with you 24 hours a day. Don't you know my schedule best?" Huo Zhou thought so, he and Luo Qinghuai go to work and get off work together, not together time is a task, he believed Luo Qinghuai did not run to do this kind of thing on the way to the task. So what's all this about? Is there any help? Huo Zhou looked around, the whole campus was empty, except for them, there was no third person. Do you remember this place? Luo Qinghuai stopped with Huo Zhou in front of the table tennis table. Isn't this the table tennis table? Huo Zhou said strangely, "what's so special?" "Yes." Luo Qinghuai said, "Do you remember one night when we saw someone here expressing his love and being caught by the teacher?" As soon as he said, Huo Zhou remembered: "I remember." But what does it matter? "That night." Luo Qinghuai slightly embarrassed, "in fact, smart whiteboard price , I want to express my love to you." Huo Zhou was so shocked that his eyes almost dropped this time: "You, you..." Luo Qinghuai suddenly knelt down on one knee, took out a velvet box from his bosom and opened it, revealing the platinum rings side by side inside: "You said we didn't celebrate Thanksgiving, so I chose Double Seventh Festival.". You said it was tacky to light candles and send flowers, so I didn't prepare those things. I only have a heart that I want to express to you exactly as I did ten years ago. Huo Zhou, marry me, and we'll spend the rest of the decade together, okay? Huo Zhou's nose was sour, his eyes were hot, and he spoke a little incoherently: "Why didn't you tell me in advance?" Okay, you get up first. How did you.. You are so annoying. How can you propose like this? I'm not prepared at all. Luo Qinghuai put on the ring for him and gently kissed the tears from his eyes: "It's good that you don't feel shabby." Huo Zhou said, "It's really a bit shabby." However, I am so moved, what should I do? Finished, Chinese learning so bad, a suitable word can not think of, if the pony teacher knows, will certainly scold me. Now you know you're going to be scolded? Why don't you study hard when you study? A playful voice suddenly came from behind. Huo Zhou was so frightened that he jumped up directly. Immediately after a "bang" sound, something exploded beside it, and colorful fireworks fell from the sky and fell on them one after another. Huo Zhou suddenly looked back and saw Mr. Ma and Mr. Tan looking at them with a smile, holding the fireworks tube after the fireworks were set off. Old teacher. Huo Zhou is silly. After adding fireworks, is it not so shabby? Teacher Tan asked Huo Zhou with a smile. Huo Zhou's whole person is confused: "No, I mean." What are you doing here? I "Well, it still doesn't look very satisfactory." Teacher Tan shook his head and stretched his arms to fish out a guitar from behind the table tennis table. Huo Zhou:!!! "The teacher will sing a song for you." Teacher Tan lowered his head and plucked the strings. Teacher Ma leaned against him and began to sing. Huo Zhou has heard this song called "I do". Teacher Tan is tall and has long legs. He sits on the table tennis table with his feet on the ground. He plays the guitar very well. His technique is cool. He is a standard campus man of the hour. Teacher Ma's temperament is as gentle as that of that year, and the appearance of crooning is also eye-catching. From time to time, they looked at each other tacitly, and the corners of their eyebrows and eyes could not hide their friendship. One of them was publicized and the other was low-key and restrained. They stood together but formed a world of their own, which perfectly explained what was called "perfect match". It has been more than ten years since I first knew the two teachers. The years have not left too many traces on the two teachers, but only made them more elegant and calm. Huo Zhou's vision was blurred, and he saw the most beautiful appearance of love from the smile they looked at each other at the end. Thank you, teacher. Luo Qinghuai pulled Huo Zhou and bowed deeply. Congratulations. Teacher Ma came to hug them. Huo Zhou is not a wooden person, but today he is at a loss for words again and again: "Thank you, teacher..." 。 hsdtouch.com