The Goddess Is Still So Pitiful, She Was Invested By Me!

Even Qingxue has been depressed for the past few days, and she seemed absent-minded in the milk tea shop.

At seven or eight o'clock in the evening, the milk tea shop is still open.

She sat beside the small round table in the milk tea shop, staring blankly out of the window through the floor-to-ceiling glass, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Qingxue! Come with me for a walk!"

Xiaoyu suddenly ran over and took Lian Qingxue's hand.

Lian Qingxue didn't want to move, and was pulled up by Xiaoyupai: "That's right!"

She had no choice but to follow Xiaoyu.

"Where are we going?" Lian Qingxue couldn't help asking as she saw that she was getting closer to No. 1 Middle School.

Xiaoyu's eyeballs rolled and turned, and she said perfunctorily: "Just strolling casually!"

When they reached the gate of No. 1 Middle School, Xiaoyu suddenly pushed Lian Qingxue lightly.

Push through the door of No. 1 Middle School.

It was summer vacation at this time, and it was pitch black inside No. 1 Middle School, and there was no one there.

"Jade?"

She turned her head and found that Xiaoyu had disappeared.

Suddenly, all the classrooms in No. 1 Middle School were lit up at the same time.

On the radio, there was a rustling sound.

"Hello? Hello? Can you hear me?"

Qi Yun's voice came from inside.

Lian Qingxue looked up blankly, not knowing what happened.

"Student Lian Qingxue, would you please use ten minutes of your life to listen to me tell a story? Now, please look at your feet and follow the arrows under your feet to move forward."

Lian Qingxue bowed her head, and there was a white lime arrow under her feet.

She walked in the direction of the arrow from the school gate to the teaching building.

At the door of the teaching building, I saw a turning arrow.

As she walked, 29 she stopped at the door of a classroom on the first floor.

She knew this classroom, it was their classroom in the first year of high school.

The first, second, and third grades of No. 1 Middle School will change classrooms. The first and second floors are on the first and second floors, the second and third floors are on the third and fourth floors, and the third and third floors are on the fifth and sixth floors.

Even Qingxue couldn't help feeling a little emotional when she looked at the old classroom.

"Please Lian Qingxue enter the classroom and enter the place where the story begins.

As soon as Lian Qingxue entered, she saw a chalk drawing on the blackboard in the classroom.

There is a girl in the painting, sitting in the corner of the classroom, leaning against the window, with her head bowed.

Even Qingxue knew.

This is her.

"The story started when I was in the first year of high school. At that time, there was an extra girl in the class. She was inconspicuous, not beautiful, and not generous. We didn't say a word for a year.

This is their story.

"I think now, if I could say a word to her at that time and make her smile happily, it would be a wonderful thing, but I didn't."

On the radio, Qi Yun sounded a little regretful.

"This is the story of our freshman year, stranger. Please continue to follow the arrow now."

Behind the classroom, an arrow guided Lian Qingxue up the stairs.

Lian Qingxue already had a guess in her heart.

Sure enough, she walked to the classroom in the second year of high school.

There is still a picture on the blackboard of the second year of high school.

The girl was still sitting in the corner with her head down, as if she was out of tune with the world.

The difference is that beside her desk, there is a figure of a boy.

"In the second year of high school, I finally talked to that girl. Unfortunately, I just wanted to copy her homework, and she was still unhappy, even though I had my hard-boiled eggs. The first time I talked to this girl, a little It's not romantic, or even outright transactional."

Lian Qingxue had a look of reminiscence on her face.

It turned out that their first contact was like this?

"Now I think, if I can be more romantic, can I make her happy, at least, I can not give her tasteless boiled eggs, tea eggs are also good.

Lian Qingxue couldn't help laughing.

Qi Yun continued: "This is the story of our sophomore year. Unfortunately, our first acquaintance was not very good. Please Lian Qingxue, continue to follow the arrow.

This time, even Qingxue didn't even look at the arrows on the soles of her feet, and walked directly to their classroom in the third year of high school.

There are still pictures on the blackboard in the classroom.

The girl in the painting stood up, she changed into a skirt, stood on the summit platform with a smile, her eyes were firm.

There was a boy standing under the stage, and the two looked at each other.

"The third year of high school was the official beginning of our story. At this time, I finally discovered that there was such a beautiful girl by my side. I tried my best to talk to her. Finally, fortunately, she said that she liked it. What I, she didn't know was that I couldn't be happier to hear that.

Qi Yun continued: "Now I think, it would be better if it could be earlier, earlier, this girl can be happy earlier, earlier, I can like her one more day."

"This is our story, simple and not even long."

Lian Qingxue stood, listening to Qi Yun's voice on the radio, her face full of tenderness.

"Now, Lian Qingxue, please continue to follow the arrow."

Lian Qingxue couldn't wait to walk out the door, and followed the guidance on the ground all the way to the playground.

The street lights in the playground are now fully lit.

There was no one there.

"Now, student Lian Qingxue, please raise your head!"

On the teaching building, a huge white canvas suddenly unfolded from the third floor.

Like a movie screen, leaning against the wall of the teaching building, it appeared in front of Lian Qingxue.

There are dense words on it.

Lian Qingxue took a hard look at it, and it seemed that it was written by a different person.

"I once promised to let my classmates witness my confession. Now, I ask them to write down countless blessings for us."

Only then did Lian Qingxue see clearly.

It's all about their blessings.

"Go on forever!!!" The three exclamation marks are particularly eye-catching.

"All my fantasies about love in high school came from you." This is a girl's handwriting, still pink.

"If you can't be together in the end, I won't believe in love anymore!" These words are written especially big.

There are a lot more.

Lian Qingxue glanced at it roughly, and there were probably several hundred sentences.

I don't know when Qi Yun started preparing.

She stared blankly at the canvas, her eyes suddenly blurred.

On the radio, Qi Yun was still talking.

"Although there are many regrets in the past, I can't help but imagine our future."

"I thought that when we were twenty years old, we should have squandered our time recklessly and purely.

"I thought, when we were forty years old, we should be trembling parents and grow up hand in hand."

"I thought, when we are sixty years old, there should be a white-haired old man facing an old lady, and a house full of children and grandchildren.

"I thought, although I appeared a little late, we still have a long time.

Lian Qingxue covered her mouth, tears finally flashed in her eyes.

"I know, you used to have a family with parents who loved you very much, but unfortunately they can no longer love you.

"However, I want you to give me a chance to take over from them, to be your family, to take their place, and to continue to love you.

"Now..." Qi Yun's voice suddenly appeared beside her, and he said to her gently: "Is it possible, please Lian Qingxue, please seriously consider, from now on, from a girlfriend to a girlfriend." Wife, from wife to wife."

Lian Qingxue wanted to speak, but couldn't speak.

He could only nod heavily.

Fell into Qi Yun's arms.

Qi Yun raised his hands, and suddenly, crackling applause sounded from the teaching building.

Many students rushed out of the classroom suddenly, applauding and cheering for them.

Qi Yun said loudly: "I once said, please witness my confession. Now I can tell you loudly that she agreed!"

The cheers grew louder.

With so many people watching, even Qingxue felt embarrassed.

She struggled to get up from Qi Yun's arms, and stood up: "Why do you need so many people..."

She is shy.

"Because I want the whole school, every year, every generation of students, to recite our stories."

"Let them know that there used to be a young man named Qi Yun who seriously liked a 380 girl named Lian Qingxue."

"Let them supervise me and treat you well for the rest of my life!"

Lian Qingxue couldn't help laughing, and threw herself into Qi Yun's arms again under the watchful eyes of everyone.

"Qingxue Qingxue! My drawing is good!" A group of people gathered around, Xiaoyu was in front, jumping and jumping excitedly.

"You know it all? Don't tell me a word, it makes me cry so ugly!"

Lian Qingxue took a "hard" look at Xiaoyu.

"It was Qi Yun who asked me to keep it a secret! He is the boss, how can he be disobedient?" Xiaoyu retorted.

"I asked someone to write that canvas!" Wang Shang was also very excited, and said in a voice.

"I wrote the biggest characters on the canvas!" said a boy in class one.

Qi Yun couldn't help smiling when he looked at the group of people fighting for success.

Being able to do such a big job this time, the group of students in the first class can be said to have helped a lot.

They not only write messages on the canvas by themselves, but also find students from other classes to write together.

There are five or six hundred senior three students in the school, and it can be said that more than half of them have written.

Qi Yun is very grateful.

Seeing that they were arguing more and more fiercely, Lao Xu, who was mixed in the crowd, gave a dry cough with a very serious face.

The students in class one dared not speak.

"I have the key to the radio station."

Old Xu said lightly.

I'm also a hero, okay?

Qi Yun simply said loudly: "Students who are here today, don't leave at night, I invite everyone to have barbecue, enough meat!"

"good!"

After Qi Yun's school confessed, Lian Qingxue finally stopped being depressed, and both of them were preparing to go to the capital.

Wang Shang suddenly ran to Qi Yun's house.

"Qi Yun! You're on fire!"

PS: I finally finished writing this climax, which is also the final ending of the high school chapter. I suffered from insomnia last night, and I don’t know if the writing is good enough. To be honest, I might not even propose marriage so seriously.

This chapter is also 3,000 words. There should be another chapter of 3,000 words in the early morning. You can read it tomorrow morning. .