The Decade of Deep Love (Deep Love For You) - Chapter 9

Chapter nine

At the beginning of Jiang Wenxu and He Zhishu, there was not much overlap between them. Jiang Wenxu is good at sports, but he is admitted as a student of fine arts. He doesn’t like to study. In addition to sleeping, he is painting and stunned. He Zhishu is a very standard scholar. He doesn’t say beautiful words and people, but everybody smiles gently and looks good. Natural people are not bad.

Later, the teacher who was in the wrong position put Jiang Wenxu and He Zhishu together at the same table. The first sentence that Jiang Wenxu and He Zhishu said is: “You are so sweet.”

The grandfather of He Zhishu raised a jasmine in the courtyard. When the flowers were opened, the house was full of fragrance, and his body was estimated to be full.

On the second day, He Zhishu picked a small pocket of jasmine to Jiang Wenxu, Jiang Wenxu laughed out a white tooth, and the big hand made a sigh from the He Zhishu. “Thank you.”

Jiang Wenxu is not annoying. He knows that He Zhishu doesn’t like to be disturbed by class, or he is sleepy and peaceful, and he is full of blood and a group of boys to play. The girls in the class liked Jiang Wenxu’s many, and they talked about these gossips every day.

Jiang Wenxu is also afraid of the class teacher. Sometimes, the early self-study meeting will copy the English homework very early. Others don’t want it, and the skinny face is: “Small book, give me a copy of the work ~ small book ~”.

The relationship between the two of them seemed to be unwarranted until one day when he went upstairs to see Jiang Wenxu, who didn’t know how to walk away, and slammed into the knee and fell a long blood. He Zhishu freaked out the help of the past.

Jiang Wenxu was on the shoulder of He Zhishu, and he was holding back the cold air: “You are so fragrant today.”

“I just stepped on the air when I saw you today.” This is the next sentence. He Zhishu suddenly stunned.

The relationship between the two is much closer than before. Jiang Wenxu often pulls a book to see him playing basketball. Everyone laughs and says that every time He Zhishu is watching Jiang Wenxu, he is as fierce as a peony. There is no little girl to grab the water bottle for Jiang Wenxu, because Jiang Wenxu only wants to know what he is touching.

Later, one day, He Zhishu discovered that Jiang Wenxu, who had always hated reading, was looking at a foreign poem, and his frowning and eager look was inexplicably cute. “Cultivate literary temperament?” He Zhishu laughed at him.

“You mentioned this book with the study committee yesterday. When the grandson can see it, I can’t stand it?” Jiang Wenxu raised his eyebrows and his eyes were sharp and juvenile.

He Zhishu laughed: “This is not good-looking, I don’t like it. The study committee likes to be unpopular, I like Jane.”

In early June, Grandpa’s jasmine opened to the end, and He Zhishu knew that Jiang Wenxu liked flowers, and specially took Jiang Wenxu to see. They walked together for more than an hour before they arrived at Grandpa’s house, and the jasmine of the yard was full of incense.

Jiang Wenxu suddenly hugged He Zhishu and sniffed like a big dog in his neck. His eyes were full of deep smiles: “It’s the same kind of aroma. You are so sweet.”

He Zhishu feels a little blush inexplicably.

Jiang Wenxu began to study hard, did not play during the class, and changed painting. One day, Jiang Wenxu was mobilized by the physics teacher to move his homework. The paintings were blown away by the breeze at the window, and the Ming and Qing dynasties were all like the Hezhishu. The side is positive, the smile is cold, and when you think about the problem, when you are joking. Lively and vivid, the brush strokes are delicate and gentle. The heart of He Zhishu jumped a bit.

The final exam on the second year of high school, his first Jiang Wenxu second. He knows that he was about to go out and was held in the depths of the alley. Then he had more books in his arms: “I heard people say that you like simple words, I hope you like this book, and like me by the way. “”

Twenty-seven years old. They are together. It has been fourteen years now.

Jiang Wenxu 31, He Zhishu thirty.