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In the director's view, it was a very fateful reunion, so he warmly swapped seats with Xu Youning and sat next to Chen Jiahan. However, after a meal, they didn't have much conversation, only a few simple inquiries about each other's current work status. After all, it had been such a long time since they had seen each other or been in contact. How long had it been exactly? Xu Youning couldn't quite remember, but it had been at least seven or eight years. Moreover, the current Chen Jiahan was completely different from the one back then.
She remembered that back then, he used to smile a lot.
She and Chen Jiahan both spent their junior high school years in a small town called Xicheng in Wencheng. To be precise, Chen Jiahan grew up there until his grandmother passed away, while she was sent to her grandparents' house for junior high school because her parents were too busy with work to take care of her. She was only brought back home when she started high school.
At that time, her grandparents' house was located behind Chen's grandmother's house. From the second floor of her grandparents' house, you could see the window of Chen Jiahan's room on the second floor of his grandmother's house. If his window was open, sometimes you could even see the furnishings in his room. At that time, Xuyouning also lived on the second floor of her house.
Xu Yuning and Chen Jiahan attended the same junior high school, but he was a grade higher than her. When she just returned to study in the first year, he was already a second-year student. At that time, as a transfer student who had just returned from a big city, she was not yet accustomed to the teaching style at home. Her classmates had all come directly from elementary school to junior high and were very familiar with each other, having their own little buddies. Xu Yuning, who had just arrived, didn't know anyone. She always ate and went home alone. Her grandparents, worried, would go to Chen's grandmother's house to find Chen Jiahan, asking her to take care of Xu Yuning at school and wait for her on the way home. Chen's grandmother also reminded him not to forget to take Xu Yuning to school and not to rush back home alone. At that time, Chen Jiahan joked with his grandmother that even if he rushed back like the wind, he would bring Xu Yuning back like a tornado. His grandmother laughed and scolded him for being so reckless with the girl.
At that time, both families would prepare breakfast for them. Today they would eat soy milk, fried dough sticks, and sugar triangles at Chen's grandmother's house, and tomorrow they would eat meat buns and millet porridge at his grandparents' house. They would go to school together, and whoever finished getting ready first would wait at the other's house. After school, they would wait for each other, but she would always help carry his school bag. If he wanted to play basketball with his classmates at school, he would buy snacks for Xu Yuning and leave them on the nearby ping-pong table for her to eat while doing her homework and waiting for him. At that time, his classmates all knew that he had a younger sister who had just transferred, and because of her, Xu Yuning also gained some friends. Many girls in the school liked him, but he asked himself not to tell Chen's grandmother. However, someone always passed love letters to him through Xu Yuning, but he never read them and tore them up on the way home. However, Xu Yuning remembered clearly that he was very angry one time.
That girl, Xu Youning remembers very clearly, was his classmate. She asked him to pass a love letter to another boy, and he agreed. He gave it to the boy on the way home from school, but the boy didn't even look at it and tore it up. Xu Youning didn't just let it go as usual. She questioned him about why he treated the girl's feelings this way, calling him cold-blooded and accusing him of trampling on the girl's dignity. But she knew, she just didn't know how to face the girl tomorrow. She hoped for a turning point, even if it was just a vague excuse.
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