Reborn Super Master

Only then did Zhao Xuan notice that his sister came back with his classmates. The girl was half a head lower than Zhao Lan, about 1.65 meters tall, and Zhao Lan's outstanding temperament completely covered her. No wonder she didn't notice it.

Zhao Lan smiled and said:

"Yijun, this is my brother, Zhao Xuan, how about it, be handsome!"

Zhao Xuan's heart moved, Yijun? This name is so familiar:

"Nice to meet you!"

The girl raised her head and smiled lightly:

"Hello, my name is Xia Yijun."

The smile on Zhao Xuan's face froze. It was her, but it was really her!

A familiar and unfamiliar face, a familiar smile, and an almost unchanging hairstyle.

Xia Yijun is Zhao Xuan's third-year junior high school classmate. She was a teenager. This girl left a deep impression on Zhao Xuan. In the first semester of the third-year junior high school, after a monthly exam, the two happened to become deskmates.

In Rongcheng Experimental Junior High School, the seats are sorted according to academic performance, and students choose seats independently, once a month.

The next month, Zhao Xuan and Xia Yijun sat apart. When they were together, they couldn't feel anything, but suddenly they were no longer a deskmate. Zhao Xuan's heart was empty. He didn't know what was going on, but he just studied every day without the spirit.

Later, a classmate with him had a good relationship with him and saw his thoughts and said, "You are like Yun'er!"

His face turned red, his heart trembled, and he quickly waved his hand to deny it.

But this sentence seemed to make him understand something in an instant. Later, he tried every means to finally be a deskmate with Xia Yijun again. The feeling of hollowness in his heart finally disappeared. Only then did he realize that he had fallen in love with this girl unknowingly.

As the saying goes, people are poor and timid, and they are not comfortable in doing anything. Zhao Xuan naturally dares not confess to girls. However, in summer, boys and girls wear cooler clothes. They are also deskmates at the same table, and there are also stuttering invisibly between their legs and girls' skin. It is the latest and strange thing about Zhao Xuan, who is young. From the initial inadvertent accident to the end, the two of them touched their legs, and the two were full of ambiguity.

But in the end, the third year of junior high school ended soon, and the ambiguous time between the two did not continue.

Later, when he went to high school, Zhao Xuan heard that Xia Yijun had found a boyfriend in high school. At that time, he felt very painful and often tossed and turned at night. He thought if he had confessed his love at that time, would there be a different ending between the two?

This period of time has always been a beautiful memory in Zhao Xuan's heart. For him, who is now in his twenties, it has nothing to do with feelings and has become a life coordinate of his youth.

I looked at the girl in front of me and saw that although there were shadows of the past on her body, it was completely different. The simplicity and purity of the past have disappeared, and replaced by maturity and generosity.

Zhao Xuan sighed softly:

"I didn't expect that this would be the case when we meet again." For Zhao Xuan, those who have never been in a formal relationship are not considered first love.

Besides, his current state of thought is completely different from that in junior high school. The long-lasting longing that used to be has now become extremely faint. He has no other thoughts about her.

Xia Yijun nodded, with a slight smile on her face:

"Yes, I didn't expect it to be a fate!" Looking at her and smiling, Zhao Xuan wanted to go back many years ago. Her dimples were exactly the same as many years ago, and they were still so cute.

Zhao Lan widened her eyes and carried Zhao Xuan with her shoulders:

"Brother, you two know each other?"

Zhao Xuan smiled and said:

"We are junior high school classmates!"

Zhao Lan applauded with an excited look on her face:

"What's this? If you are destined to come together thousands of miles away, you won't know each other without destined to be together! Haha, fate, fate!"

These words caused a huge wave in Xia Yijun's heart. She pursed her lips and looked at Zhao Xuan. Did he think so too?

Wasn't he quite fat in the past? Why did he become so handsome now? He has changed a lot after not seen him for a few years!

Zhao Xuan didn't think so much and gently rubbed Zhao Lan's head:

"Okay, my parents will come back very late tonight. Let's go out for dinner together and I'll treat you!"

Zhao Lan cheered:

"Okay, okay! I'm going to Liang Ji!" Liang Ji is a relatively famous restaurant in Rongcheng. It mainly sells pasta, and the food inside tastes quite good!

Zhao Xuan laughed:

"No problem! But, I think we should ask for advice from Xia Yijun first. Yijun, what do you want to eat?"

Xia Yijun shook her head slightly:

"I have discussed with my parents that I will have dinner at home. I'm late to go back, so they have to worry."

Zhao Lan jumped to Xia Yijun and hurriedly said:

"Yijun, let's have a meal together. Isn't it enough to just call my family?"

While Xia Yijun was hesitating, her cell phone rang. She picked up the phone and it was a text message. After reading the text message, she smiled bitterly:

"It's better not to ask, right? My family is urging me."

Zhao Lan was a little depressed.

Zhao Xuan nodded:

"Well, since that's the case, Lanlan and I will take you home first!"

Xia Yijun nodded gently.

When Xia Yijun was sent home, Zhao Lan laughed and blinked at Zhao Xuan:

"Hehe, Xia Yijun is pretty good!"

Zhao Xuan nodded:

"I haven't seen each other for a few years, and there has been a lot of changes."

Zhao Lan stared at Zhao Xuan without blinking:

"How is it? Are you interested in finding her to be my sister-in-law? I can provide all the information for free, and I can also help you with the wind, which is easy to get it!"

Zhao Xuan stretched out his hand and pushed Zhao Lan's forehead:

"You little girl, you! What a mess in your mind, I don't feel much about her." Zhao Xuan was telling the truth. How could he talk about feelings now? He has no love for feelings, and even if the other party is Xia Yijun, it doesn't matter. The longing that once tossed and turned, now there is only a faint feeling left in his heart. The power of time is really great.

Zhao Lan pouted:

"Brother, you can't do this. You have to read bad things by studying hard. There are fewer and fewer girls nowadays. If you don't seize resources first, you will suffer losses in the future!"

Zhao Xuan felt that the corners of his eyes were twitching. Are all girls nowadays like this? Are you thinking so comprehensively?

Zhao Xuan turned around to Zhao Lan's reach, put his hands on her shoulders, and pushed her forward:

"Okay, don't worry so much. My brother is so outstanding. Can't you find a woman? Let's go and have a meal!"

Liang Ji Restaurant.

Zhao Lan said unwillingly:

"Brother! I have been with Yijun for two years. She is really good and values ​​feelings. If she is a sister-in-law, I will definitely feel relieved."

Zhao Xuan gently drank the hotel tea and said with a smile:

"You girl, care more about yourself. My brother now likes freedom and doesn't like to talk about feelings."

Zhao Lan held her chest straight and hummed:

"I'm not in a hurry, there are so many people chasing me! I just don't even look down on me! But brother, why are you so different now than before?" In Zhao Lan's eyes, Zhao Xuan used to be a boy who longed for love and yearned for love, so when she met this time, she kept recommending someone she thought was reliable to Zhao Xuan.

What's more, Xia Yijun looks pretty good!

Zhao Xuan laughed:

"You girl, don't be so dazzling. What should I do if you are old and ugly when you can't get married?"

Zhao Lan was told by Zhao Xuan, but she didn't look unhappy at all. Instead, she smiled and said:

"It's good if you can't get married. I'll marry my brother, okay?" She always likes to make jokes like this. She started playing house at the age of ten, and now she is so old, but this problem has not been changed!

Zhao Xuan looked dark:

"Here comes again, come again!"

Zhao Lan looked at her brother with a smile on her fingers and looked at her brother's headache:

"Look, I have many benefits to marry you. One, you know me well. Two, your sister is so beautiful. How many boys can't marry you? Three, I marry you, you don't have to worry about my affair. This is simply impossible. Four, I have all the food, rice, oil, salt, laundry, cooking, etc. at home. I am definitely a good wife at home! Five, we have lived together for twenty years, and we know each other so well. There is no irreconcilable conflict. Of course, the most important thing is that we are not our biological parents..."

Seeing that Zhao Lan was talking nonstop, Zhao Xuan felt a headache. He hurriedly held his forehead and swung his hand to beg for mercy:

"Can we not mention this? If I marry you, dad won't beat me to death! You're so whimsical!"

Zhao Lan was so depressed that she really had no choice when she thought of her father.

Zhao Xuan smiled:

"Okay, okay, look aggrieved. Don't pout and have a meal quickly. We'll go home after dinner!"

When Zhao Lan heard this, her angry face was instantly filled with joy, and she hurriedly lowered her head to have a meal.

The meal was finished, but both of them were over.

Zhao Xuan looked at Zhao Lan who was sitting on the chair and didn't want to move, and smiled:

"Seeing your lazy look, should we take a bus home or walk back?"

Zhao Lan's big eyes turned:

"Go back and take a taxi if you are tired!"

Zhao Xuan nodded:

"Let's walk a hundred steps after meals, live to ninety-nine, go!"

Zhao Lan acted coquettishly:

"Take me!"

Zhao Xuan looked helpless:

"You really can never grow up!" He said, stretching out his hand.

Zhao Lan stuck out her tongue:

"If you can't grow up, you won't grow up. Anyway, I'm fine with my brother!"

As she said that, she reached out to hold Zhao Xuan's hand. Usually, Zhao Xuan and the beauty hold hands still feel a little bit, but Zhao Lan is an exception. No matter how smooth and delicate her skin is, Zhao Xuan doesn't feel much.

Both of them grew up holding hands and growing up. Holding Zhao Lan's hand was no different from Zhao Xuan's left hand and right hand. Could anyone ask, would anyone have any special feelings for their hands?

Of course, it hasn't been like this for half a year, and it's still a little strange, especially since Zhao Xuan is no longer the same young as he used to be. I'm afraid that ordinary men can only think about the women he has conquered.

Zhao Lan took the clothes and went to the fitting room with satisfaction.

As soon as he entered the fitting room, Zhao Lan poked his head out again:

"By the way, help me see if there are any other good-looking clothes, let me know if I like it."

After a while, Zhao Lan walked out of the fitting room and the entire clothing store became brighter.