When Ming looked at the mobile phone for a moment, then opened the campus forum and opened Tian Fuwei's message box.
Since Tian Fuwei helped him, he naturally wanted to say thank you to the other party.
After all, he has no relatives or friends, and he can still stand up for him when all the people attack him, including his brothers who choose to betray him.
It's very rare.
But he doesn't have Tian Fuwei's VX number. He can't contact him. He can only leave a message on it.
It's just,
How do you say thank you?
When Ming seriously thought for a while, and then began to write.
After a while, hundreds of thank-you letters came out.
Just look back, the more you look, the more dissatisfied you feel!
Can Tian Fuwei read so many words?
And hundreds of words, in fact, from the beginning to the end, directly use "thank you" two words can be summarized!
last,
When Ming directly deleted all the words, typed "thank you" and sent them directly to the past.
then,
It's time to wait for the goddess's reply.
Wait and wait.
After waiting for more than ten minutes, Tian Fuwei didn't reply him. Finally, she had no choice but to close the message board and quit the forum.
I guess I didn't see it,
forget it,
Say thank you to her face to face tomorrow.
……
meanwhile.
In a villa of Jiayi community in Lin'an City.
In the restaurant.
Ding Chunxiang prepares the meal and shouts twice from Asada Fuwei's bedroom.
"Fu Wei, come to dinner! Fu Wei
It's just,
Even shout twice, but there is no response in the bedroom“
"What's the matter? What is this girl doing? "
Ding Chunxiang murmured to himself in doubt, then twisted Miaoman's body and came to Tian Fuwei's bedroom.
As soon as she came in, she saw Tian Fuwei sitting on the bed, staring at her mobile phone in a daze. Even Ding Chunxiang didn't find her.
Ding Chunxiang quietly stretched her head and looked at Tian Fuwei's mobile phone screen.
above,
It's a message board,
There is only "thank you" on it.
Tian Fuwei just looked at the "thank you" on the mobile phone screen and was in a daze. She didn't know how many meetings she had been in a daze.
Seeing this scene, Ding Chunxiang's eyes suddenly appeared the color of doubt.
She has never seen Tian Fuwei like this.
This absent-minded look is very similar to her then.
Tian Fuwei instantly woke up, quickly put the mobile phone aside, some panic way: "aunt, want to eat?"
Ding Chunxiang patted Tian Fuwei on the shoulder and said in a soft voice, "Xiao Wei, is there something on your mind?"
"No, no!" Tian Fuwei waved her hand quickly.
"Look at your face and say no! Aunt is watching you grow up, but also do not understand you? When do you usually panic like this? " Ding Chunxiang asked with his head tilted.
She's from the past. What hasn't happened?
Just look at Tian Fuwei's expression, she knows that Tian Fuwei has something to hide from her, and it is likely to be emotional.
"I..."
Tian Fuwei wants to stop talking.
Ding Chunxiang chuckled and said, "it's OK. What can I tell your aunt directly! Your aunt is also from your age, know your age of children's situation, you tell me, maybe I can give you a note! You can rest assured that I will keep it a secret for you. I will never tell anyone, including your mother. "
Tian Fuwei pondered for two seconds, and finally shook her head and said, "thank you, auntie, but I want to deal with this matter by myself."
"All right."
Ding Chunxiang said with a smile: "I don't want to force you! But I just want to remind you, life is short, we must know how to cherish, don't wait to lose time to regret! Just like my aunt... "
As she said that, her face was filled with emotion.
Tian Fuwei was stunned for a moment and asked tentatively, "Auntie, can you tell me your story?"
"All right."
Ding Chunxiang sat down beside Tian Fuwei with a smile, took her hand, turned to look out of the window, with a faint smile on her face and said: "in fact, there is nothing earth shaking, just some love affairs! I remember when I was still a sophomore, a boy transferred to another school... "
Tian Fuwei looks at Ding Chunxiang. Although she is over thirty, she still has delicate and beautiful cheeks. After listening to her story, her face gradually becomes fascinated
All night long.
The next day.
The sun is rising,
Sprinkle in the campus of Lin'an University, make the quiet campus, instantly restored vitality.
After breakfast, the students also gathered in groups and whispered.
"Did you see the campus forum?"
"Nonsense! Of course! It's all about how he got wrapped up! "
"I saw it too, and it started to spray in the forum before dawn! I really don't know what that boy thinks. It's just a quilt. I dare to let everyone know openly! "
"Do you think that boy is disgraceful?"
"It must be a shame. I don't think this boy has the face to go to school!"
"I can't blame others. Who makes him shameless! He can only blame himself
“……”
On the playground, dormitory buildings, roads, teaching buildings and so on, almost all the places where there are students are talking about it.
After all, this matter is too hot in Lin'an University.
Even some people don't pay much attention to campus network forum.
However, with the participation of Tian Fuwei, the first school flower, this matter was directly fried to the point that it was out of control, reaching the level that everyone knew.
Just then,
The campus radio suddenly rang out.
"Hello, I'm fan Yunhai. I'll be the announcer today."
Hearing the sound, many people turned their heads.
Is the president of the student union an announcer?
Unless something important is announced, there is usually a special announcer, and fan Yunhai can't get in at all.
Many people have turned their ears to hear what Fan Yunhai said.
On the air,
Fan Yunhai's voice echoed throughout the campus.
"A lot of things have happened in the campus these two days, and some of them make me feel deeply! Today I am here, I want to tell you about youth and ideal, what is youth? Youth is fanatical and lovely, beautiful but short-lived! Youth has given us the pinnacle of life, we are no longer ignorant, we only persistent, we are full of motivation for the ideal! What is ideal? Ideal is the indicator of life, is the power of struggle! Students, do you think of your ideal? But life is difficult after all, we need to cut through the thorns for our ideal! However, some people give up their ideals and goals early. At the age when they should struggle, they ignore the label of shame and abandon their dignity and personality early.... "