The two went down the stairs, passed the corridor, passed through the moon gate in the atrium to the playground. The playground of No. 4 Middle School was still the same: a circular runway around the football field, with sand pits, single and double bars, ping-pong tables, and lawns against the walls. However, in the cold winter, the green lawns withered and turned into yellowed vines.

There are two concrete basketball courts on the right side of the playground. On the side of the basketball court are the iconic ginkgo trees of four middle schools that are thick with one person. The leaves of the ginkgo trees are all yellow. On the mud under the tree, there are a layer of golden ginkgo leaves. When the wind blows, golden dead leaves will blow down from the branches and fall down.

After entering the playground, Wang Bo almost instinctively looked at the row of eye-catching ginkgo trees beside the basketball court. With just one glance, he saw the girl who hadn't seen for nearly half a year in a pink down jacket. In front of the girl, there was a boy standing. The boy was tall and white, wearing glasses, looking gentle and delicate.

He looks good, but in terms of appearance, he is at least a little more handsome than Wang Bo.

"Brother Zi'an, where is Zhang Jing? Why don't I go and shout for you?" Wen Xiaoyan also saw Zhang Jing and Peng Xiaowan standing between the two ginkgo trees, and acted as if they wanted to rush over and call someone. Wang Bo grabbed him and shook his head and said, "Xiaoyan, thank you for accompanying me here. I'll go find Zhang Jing by myself. Please trouble you, Xiaoyan."

"No trouble, Brother Zi'an." Wen Xiaoyan smiled and shook her head. Realizing that her mission had been completed, she waved her hand to Wang Bo, "Brother Zi'an, then I'll leave. Bye!"

"Yeah, bye!"

Wang Bo leaned against a cement ping-pong table nearby, hugged his arms with his hands, staring at Zhang Jing and the boy named Peng Xiaowan dozens of meters away in the distance. After not seeing him for half a year, the little girl's long hair disappeared and she turned into the standard short hair of the No. 4 Middle School girls. She seemed to have grown taller, and her figure looked so tall that she looked so tall.

At this time, Zhang Jing put her hands in her pockets and looked at the boy who was one head taller than her in front of her, as if she was waiting for the boy to speak.

The tall and handsome man with glasses seemed a little nervous in Wang Bo's eyes. His hands were tightly pressed against the trouser seam, his pockets were inserted, and his fingers were crossed in front of his lower abdomen, looking like he didn't know how to put them.

The distance was far, and Wang Bo couldn't hear the conversation between the two, so he could only guess based on his imagination.

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"What's the matter? Peng Xiaowan! Let's talk, I happened to have something to say to you after I said it." When Zhang Jing walked to the ginkgo tree, she didn't want to leave. She put her hands in her jeans' pockets and looked at Peng Xiaowan beside her and said.

"Uh, that, Zhang... Zhang Jing, let's walk a little longer. There is a lawn in front, so let's sit down and say." Peng Xiaowan didn't dare to look at Zhang Jing's face. At this time, he only felt his heart beating faster, his palms were sweating, and his confidence was like a needle stabbing a balloon, constantly leaking.

"I don't have so spare time to accompany you so far! I still have a lot of homework I haven't done! Don't you say it, right? Then I'll say it?" Zhang Jing tilted the corner of her mouth and said to Peng Xiaowan. The other party called her out of the classroom alone today, and she had a rough idea in her heart. Thinking of this kind of thing, she was always hazy and it was not a solution. She might as well take advantage of the holiday to make up for classes. When there was not so much trouble, she would just explain it to the boy who had a crush on her, so as not to get deeper and deeper.

"Ah, you, you have something to say to me too? What... what?" Peng Xiaowan was shocked. The pair of small eyes behind the glasses lit up, thinking that Zhang Jing was like him and wanted to confess to him.

"You say it first, I'll say it!" Zhang Jing gave Peng Xiaowan a blank look and asked her to refuse Peng Xiaowan directly. She couldn't speak. Although she was 99% sure that the guy in front of her likes him, she also had to clearly say what she refused before she could say it! Otherwise, what would you say? What if this guy said for his own self-esteem, "You think too much, you are not my food at all." Then wouldn't she be embarrassed to death?

Zhang Jing's rolling eyes was like love.//The hand of a person touched Peng Xiaowan's heart, making Peng Xiaowan's confidence keep removing like an air leak suddenly rise. Peng Xiaowan suddenly looked up, took a deep breath, and stared at Zhang Jing's face without blinking.

"Zhang Jing, I...I..." The next moment, the sentence "I like you" was about to blurt out of Peng Xiaowan's mouth. At this moment, Zhang Jing suddenly covered her mouth, and her two big autumn water-like eyes opened wide.

"Hey, that Peng Xiaowan, you don't need to say it today, let's talk about it another day. I have something to do, goodbye!" Zhang Jing said hurriedly, shook his arms, stepped apart, and ran like a deer running in the winter sun, towards the boy leaning against the ping-pong table in the distance, holding his shoulders with his hands, and running away.

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"Brother, why are you... you are here? You don't tell them in advance!" Zhang Jing ran to Wang Bo panting and said in a daze.

"Why, shouldn't I come? If I don't come again, I'm afraid the little princess I'm thinking about day and night will fall in love with you!" Wang Bo said sourly, but there was an unconcealed smile between his eyebrows and eyes. He looked at the man in glasses behind Zhang Jing who was still standing there, and then his eyes returned to the girl in front of him. Having not seen him for half a year, the face that was still tender seemed to finally open, like a budding orchid, blooming dazzlingly in the warm winter sun. Zhang Jing, who used to be long-haired, looked quiet and beautiful; now according to the school rules of No. 4 Middle School, had to cut her short hair with her ears, which looked like an alternative playful and lively.

Zhang Jing grew up and saw Wang Bo glance behind him and then suddenly realized it. Then she said with a blushing face: "Brother, I don't have it! That's Peng Xiaowan, the study committee member in our class, a very annoying guy. I came out to me today probably to confess my love to me. It just so happened that I wanted to tell him clearly so that I would not delay him. Hehe, it turns out that my brother would be jealous too! I am so happy! But my brother's words just now felt so sour! It's so sour!"

"I am not only sore, but my heart hurts! If you keep talking with that kid, I'm going to go home and drink to drown my sorrows!" Wang Bo continued to look like he was hurt in love, and Zhang Jing immediately giggled, saying that he hated and was cautious.

After laughing for a while, Zhang Jing stepped forward and held Wang Bo's arm. "Brother, where are we going now?" The girl turned her head and looked at Wang Bo. The smile on her face was as bright as the warm sun above her head.

“Go to the office.”

"office?"

"Ask for leave! If you don't ask for leave, why would you skip class with me?" Wang Bo blinked at Zhang Jing.

When he heard that Wang Bo was going to take her out, Zhang Jing's eyes immediately narrowed into two crescent moons, and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

In the office, Wang Bo found Zhang Jing's head teacher, a middle-aged female teacher named Cai, and said that he hadn't seen his sister for a long time and was going to the imperial capital for business tomorrow. He wanted to ask Teacher Cai to be polite and give them half a day to reunite.

Wang Bo is the most famous alumni since the founding of No. 4 Middle School. He has cultivated the most influential talent in China. His parents are also well-known entrepreneurs from all over the world. Everyone knows him. He even has the principal of No. 4 Middle School, let alone the class teacher. The middle-aged female teacher said very kindly that if Zhang Jing just wants to accompany her brother, she will help her ask for leave from the subject teacher in the afternoon.

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It's a sunny day.

Wang Bo rode the mountain bike he hadn't ridden for a long time and carried Zhang Jing through the streets and alleys around. He hadn't returned to his hometown for several months, and his hometown still looked like he hadn't changed much. However, it was probably because he had been staying in Shuangqing for a long time and had seen too many high-rise buildings. In Wang Bo's eyes, the small county town in his hometown looked a bit dilapidated and deserted.

"Brother, where are you taking me?" Zhang Jing asked curiously when she saw Wang Bo turn around and into a lane she had never been to.

"Take you to a quiet place."

"How far is it?" Zhang Jing felt a sense of joy when she heard the word "小有". She hadn't seen Wang Bo for half a year. She usually contacted him via letters and phone calls. She had accumulated a lot of things she wanted to say to Wang Bo. Of course, she hoped to find a place where no one would disturb her to communicate with her beloved brother.

"It's not far away, it's coming soon." Wang Bo tried his best to lift the two wheels up, and worked hard to drive towards the ancient-style teahouse Zhong Jiahui had led him to the "Qingyaxuan" teahouse.
Chapter completed!