Chapter 820 First Lover

After Mo Haoran took a shower, he immediately returned to Huang Xiaoyi's room. The faint fragrance floated quietly in the room. Mo Haoran took a deep breath and felt refreshed. Then, he naturally sat on the computer chair. He smiled slightly and said intimately: Where has Huang Xiaoyi died again?

Afterwards, Mo Haoran skillfully entered his QQ. He ignored the useless news and looked at his friends, who had not been in contact for many years. As he became more and more busy, he had less and less contact on the Internet. Mo Haoran couldn't help but sigh and sighed: Alas, he got busy as he got older, and he gained some things. At the same time, he also lost some things. Perhaps it was the price of growth.

At this moment, a message suddenly popped up from the friend group of the QQ junior high school group: "Old classmate, I haven't seen each other for many years, are you okay now?"

After Mo Haoran bounced away the news, he was stunned. He turned out to be a junior high school female classmate Song Sijia, many years ago. He was Mo Haoran’s deskmate. I remember that at that time, Song Sijia was the topic of conversation for many male classmates after dinner. Song Sijia, who looks pretty, has big eyes and is very beautiful. His red face is a bit cute. In ordinary times, he has a long ponytail and sways when walking, which is very eye-catching.

The most important thing is that Song Sijia is not only good at studying but also has a good popularity. When she is ordinary, she loves to laugh. When she smiles gently, an elegant whirlpool appears on her cheeks. That dimples can fascinate innocent young men at that time. She is born as a beauty, so you don’t have to think too much about it. She knows that Song Sijia will definitely be a beautiful woman when she grows up.

Mo Haoran was also full of fantasy about Song Sijia. At that time, he couldn't sleep for many nights, and he would fall asleep by chanting Song Sijia's name. It can be said that this was the first girl Mo Haoran liked. However, when he was in the second semester of the second semester of junior high school, Song Sijia did not go to Mo Haoran's junior high school. He hurriedly disappeared. At that time, countless innocent boys burst into tears.

There are not many notes with love words, but I haven't had time to spread them. There are so many warm confessions, but I haven't had time to speak. I remember that on the afternoon when Song Sijia left, Mo Haoran just prepared an exquisite book. The title page of the book, Mo Haoran wrote in his elegant font: How many sleepless nights, I recite your name. How many long days, I was drunk in your sweet dimples. Maybe, I don't know how many nights there were. I just understood that when the azaleas bloomed all over the hillside this year, your name was engraved on my left atrium.

With only one step in tight, you can cross a century of distance. With only one second in tight, I fall in love with your back. Are you willing to take that step? Embrace the warmth of the whole world under the sunset. Tonight, I will wait for you under the sycamore tree at 6:30 tonight. Until you wait.

Below is Mo Haoran's elegant signature and a worried heart. However, when Mo Haoran spent a long time at noon, he devoted himself to writing the most beautiful love words he thought were of that age. Unexpectedly, when he walked into the classroom in the afternoon, the seat next to him had lost that beautiful figure.

I have to say that Mo Haoran has never been a calm man since he was a child. In the second year of junior high school, the era when it was still a flower in the motherland was a bold attack. However, it was precisely because of this time that it caused irreparable scars to Mo Haoran. In his three years in high school, he never fell in love with a girl easily again.

Mo Haoran smiled softly and swam out of his memories. Those old past events passed by Mo Haoran's mind like a movie. A hint of throbbing appeared in his heart. Also, the tension and at a loss that only a secret love affair were caused. Rubbing his hands on the keyboard, he slowly typed a line of words and said: "Now, I'm pretty good, where are you?"

After typing this line of words, Mo Haoran immediately took a long breath. He felt much calmer in his heart for a moment.

Song Sijia's QQ account was when Mo Haoran was in his first year of high school and was starting to chat online. When he remembered his first love, he spent a full 200 yuan to buy it from a junior high school friend. It is said that the junior high school classmate was Song Sijia's neighbor. After Song Sijia moved, he called their house to get the QQ account. It can be said that Song Sijia's QQ account was completely difficult to get.

However, in recent years, Mo Haoran has only met Song Sijia once. In the days that followed, I simply chatted on the Internet. After that, no matter how Mo Haoran left a message, there was no response. Gradually, Mo Haoran gave up. However, this time, this time Mo Haoran went online, Song Sijia suddenly sent a message to Mo Haoran.

The beeping sound from receiving the message made Mo Haoran tremble all over. Then, he slowly clicked on the message. It was a message from Song Sijia: "Haha, why are you so slow to reply to the message? I am pretty good, but I often think of you, a group of lovely junior high school classmates. At that time, we were classmates."

After seeing this message, Mo Haoran smiled bitterly. He remembered himself just now, and because he was immersed in memories, he delayed the time to reply to the message. At this moment, Mo Haoran no longer delayed the time. He immediately stretched out his hands and typing on the keyboard with some trembling swaying, and replied to a message: "I didn't react for a while just now, and it didn't arouse the dissatisfaction of you, a little beauty? When you were at the same table with you, your studies were so good and everything was so excellent. I sat next to you, under the brilliance of your sun and moonlight, and it was dull."

Immediately, the beeping sound rang out, and Song Sijia sent another message: "I am not a beauty. Besides, I am growing up now, and I still use it as a young person to describe others. I haven't seen you for many years, but you have changed your mouth to speak too much. Back then, when you sat next to me, you didn't even dare to look directly at me. You kept your head down and didn't know what you were thinking all day long. You looked shy and shy. Do you know that you were doing math problems faster than me at that time, but you didn't raise your hand to show the teacher after you finished it. Don't you shine? You blame others."

Seeing this news, Mo Haoran couldn't help but smile faintly. Back then, Mo Haoran was so shy that he dared not look directly into Song Sijia's eyes. A large part of the reason was that Mo Haoran liked Song Sijia in his heart. Mo Haoran lost all his courage to the person he loved and was so low that he was in the dust. Last night, Mo Haoran did not raise his hand to show the teacher about math problems, and also hoped to leave this first place for Song Sijia. Let the teacher know that Song Sijia is the student who studies well and does the tests quickly.

Just like when Mo Haoran was taking math exams, he always had to make a few mistakes on purpose. Because he didn't want his grades to surpass Song Sijia. He quietly left the first place to the girl he liked. Of course, Mo Haoran didn't dare to tell Song Sijia about these thoughts. However, when he remembered these old things, Mo Haoran couldn't help but chuckled softly.

"Are we all older? Of course there will be some changes. I believe you are not the girl with a ponytail back then. I was shy at that time, but because you are too beautiful, I dare not look at you, so I feel ashamed." Mo Haoran said with a smile on his lips at this moment, and he quickly typed a line of words.

"Hmph, just talk nonsense. Once you open your mouth, you become clever. Okay, I'm off, my dad calls me. From now on, I will spend more time online, and I can chat with your cute junior high school classmates from time to time." Song Sijia hurriedly replied with a message, and then her avatar became dim. Obviously, she was off the line again.

Mo Haoran looked at the lines of words on the screen and sighed deeply. A deep look of regret appeared on his face. Thinking of his first love, Mo Haoran could not help but have an indescribable nostalgia. Even if it was just some simple and innocent feelings at that time. However, after these years, Mo Haoran still couldn't forget it. First love is the most unforgettable beauty of a boy. Mo Haoran's nostalgia can be attributed to the first love complex.

Mo Haoran just reluctantly closed Song Sijia's chat window, and Huang Xiaoyi immediately returned to the room. Her wet hair was casually placed behind her. The delicate pretty face became more crystal clear and charming after taking a bath. A somewhat loose nightgown wrapped her tall and slim figure inside. Only a small piece of white calves was exposed, which aroused the evil fire in Mo Haoran's heart.

Huang Xiaoyi saw Mo Haoran's hot gaze at this moment and immediately snorted softly. He said leisurely: "This milk bath is not bad. But don't think about taking advantage of me anymore. I'll blow dry my hair first. You can go wherever you cool down."

After hearing Huang Xiaoyi's words, Mo Haoran smiled bitterly. Mo Haoran did not expect that Huang Xiaoyi, the girl, could see through the vulgar thoughts in her heart at a glance. Mo Haoran couldn't help swallowing a saliva and said in a little disappointed way: "You go busy, I'll go to the club."

After hearing Mo Haoran's words, Huang Xiaoyi smiled. Then she walked aside and started blowing her hair with a hair dryer. It would take some time to dry her long hair.

Mo Haoran heard the sound of the hair dryer and he had no interest in surfing the Internet. This noise made Mo Haoran feel upset. Suddenly, Mo Haoran stood up, walked to Huang Xiaoyi's side, and said softly: "Come on, I'll help you blow your hair."

Then, Mo Haoran took the hair dryer from Huang Xiaoyi's hand, picked up a strand of Huang Xiaoyi's hair, and began to help Huang Xiaoyi's hair patiently. This was the first time Mo Haoran did this job. Since childhood, Mo Haoran hadn't helped a girl blow her hair through. However, Mo Haoran got started very quickly. After a while, Mo Haoran was proficient in movements, helping Huang Xiaoyi dry the hair all over her head smoothly.

Huang Xiaoyi's face was a faint smile on her face at this moment, and she was very happy. Enjoying this kind of little happiness between lovers is a very luxurious thing for Huang Xiaoyi. She and Mo Haoran are far apart. Generally speaking, the two are not together. Farewell and longing for love are Huang Xiaoyi's love situation.
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