Rustling of the leaves is another sea 40: You are my scenery (2)
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Guo Jia carefully stepped on the green stone steps at the door and walked towards home. The lights were on at home. Guo Jia cheerfully pushed open the door and said, "I'm back, feeling quite good." 0
 
Xun Yu stood at the door with a face as dark as the bottom of a pot. Guo Jia fearlessly looked back at him across the courtyard, then tilted his head slightly and asked, "What's wrong, senior? Did you get dumped by a girl? Your face looks so bad." 0
 
Xun Yu sighed and said, "The medicine is warming on the table. Go drink it." Guo Jia nodded slowly and, as he passed by Xun Yu, hesitated and asked, "Senior, did you graduate from Yizhong?" 0
 
 
Xun Yu looked at Guo Jia vigilantly and asked, "What bad idea are you up to now?" Guo Jia didn't say anything, instead he smiled and drank the bowl of thick, dark Chinese medicine, sticking out his tongue and dry heaving twice. He asked, "Senior, did you intentionally add an extra gram of coptis?" 0
 
Xun Yu stuffed a small piece of persimmon cake into Guo Jia's mouth and said, "There's nothing like that. Go take a shower and go to bed. You have to go to the hospital for a check-up tomorrow." 0
 
 
Guo Jia was born as a small, wrinkled bundle, with her heart stopping for fifty-seven seconds. Everyone who felt Guo Jia's pulse said she wouldn't live past eight years old. At that time, Guo Jia's grandfather sat in the yard smoking a pipe, and her father paced back and forth, unable to understand why, after a lifetime of treating and saving others, they had a child so weak and sickly. Was this retribution for defying the King of Hell? 0
 
At that time, the family planning policy was not as strict as it is now, and there were abandoned babies in almost every other place. They could have abandoned Guo Jia and had a healthy child, but they didn't. They kept Guo Jia and used all their medical skills to extend her life year after year. 0
 
Xun Yu watched Guo Jia as she went upstairs and remembered the first time he saw her. He carried a small bag, became an apprentice to Guo Jia's grandfather, and learned traditional Chinese medicine from him. Over the next decade, Guo Jia was his sister and his only patient. 0
 
 
From the age of six, he knew that Guo was like a light and fleeting wind, a person who could not be held back and would eventually leave. He couldn't imagine the day when Guo Jia would leave. 0
 
After returning home, Jia Xu went straight to the bathroom and found the bottle of shampoo among his mother's bottles and jars. He opened his phone and entered the name of the shampoo one by one, staring at the message page after sending it. Then he added that she was the girl who worked at the milk tea shop, named Jia Xu. Jia Xu deleted and edited until finally she didn't send the message "You can call me Wenhe." 0
 
 
She held her phone for a while, then seemed to realize and started doing her own thing. After being praised by Guo Jia, the shampoo seemed to smell even better, with the scent of citrus and mint filling the small, damp bathroom. Then Jia Xu felt like she was going crazy, how could she do such a thing. She quickly rinsed off the foam, changed into her pajamas, and returned to her room. 0
 
Guo Jia still hadn't replied. Jia Xu thought while blow-drying her hair, maybe it was just a casual question, but she was so concerned. It's really... 0
 
 
Then with a ding, Jia Xu's heart jumped fiercely along with the notification sound, and Guo Jia replied. With a cute emoticon, she replied, "Thank you~ My name is Guo Jia, you can call me Jia Jia, or you can call me Fengxiao o(≧v≦)o." Jia Jia, Jia Xu silently repeated Guo Jia's name and felt extremely sticky. In fact, Guo Jia was not good at talking about love with girls. The extraordinary performance had already made Jia Xu's heart restless. After sending this message, she didn't know how to bring up a new topic. She squeezed the soft bear on her phone and asked everyone how to chat with a girl. 0
 
 
Xiao Lin responds the fastest. Xiao Lin said, "Jia Jia, you got Jia Xu's contact information so quickly?" Guo Jia did not deny that it was Jia Xu, but corrected the use of the word "got" seriously. It seems like he is seriously pursuing it! 0
 
 
Xiao Lin sent an exaggerated message saying it was love at first sight! The plot of a teenage comic actually happened to the beloved Jia Jia? Guo Jia seriously thought about it, is it love at first sight? It's a difficult question. It seems that there is no description of love at first sight in romance novels. It's just that when seeing Jia Xu for the first time, the heart seemed to skip a beat. 0
 
Guo Jia rolled from one end of the bed to the other, but still couldn't figure out if it was love at first sight. It seems that the always clever mind has never stored this piece of information. 0
 
 
So Guo Jia thought, let's wait and see, time will sift out the answers to the problems, and Guo Jia also thought, can she wait until the day the answer is found? She thought about many, many questions, and didn't know when she fell asleep. In her dream, she turned into a small flower on the windowsill, and the unfamiliar desk made Guo Jia shake the leaves in confusion. Then she turned her head and saw Jia Xu huddled in the corner of the bed, and then she realized, this was Jia Xu's desk. 0
 
On the desk was a completed workbook, and on top of the workbook was a thick account book. Guo Jia couldn't read the accounts, and after looking for a long time, she came to a conclusion: Jia Xu was living a very frugal life. 0
 
 
It seems that there are some strange sounds, but they are blocked by a wooden door. Jia Xu doesn't know how long she has been sitting in the corner, her long hair almost growing into little mushrooms, and Guo Jia also doesn't know how long she has been looking. Finally, she remembered a sentence: "God has a head of dark hair, and the trailing ends form a silent river on the ground." Guo Jia does indeed come every day, as Store manager sister said, and drinks the same milk tea every day, flipping through the same magazine. Occasionally, when there are few people in the store, she talks to Jia Xu across the bar counter. However, most of the time, Guo Jia asks and Jia Xu answers. Later, Jia Xu realized that she knew very little about Guo Jia, which made her feel somewhat unreal. 0
 
 
But Jia Xu seemed to have no idea how to ask Guo Jia which school he was from. He had never worn a school uniform, so she couldn't ask if he was still in school. Guo Jia didn't seem like someone who was uneducated. 0
 
Many questions troubled Jia Xu, and then she saw Guo Jia patrolling back and forth in the corridor during lunch break. 0
 
Jia Xu hesitantly called out Guo Jia's name, and when Guo Jia turned around and saw it was Jia Xu, he walked over with a smile and half-complained, "The classroom arrangement at Yizhong is really strange. I've been looking for you for a long time." 0
 
 
Jia Xu pulled Guo Jia into an empty classroom and asked her where she got her school uniform. Guo Jia twirled in front of Jia Xu, the pleats of her skirt swaying, and asked if it looked good. Jia Xu smoothed out the raised hem of the skirt and said it looked good, then asked how she got it. Guo Jia sat on the desk, swinging her legs, and said she got the uniform from an upperclassman, and the skirt was the same as the one from Shiyan and Yizhong. As she spoke, she pulled out a tag with a shiny student union logo on it, and in the name section were two big characters: Xun Yu. 0
 
 
Jia Xu was just about to say something when a passing teacher at the classroom door keenly recognized Guo Jia and called out, "Guo Jia, when did you transfer to us First High School?" 0
Guo Jia turned to look and recognized the teacher as the former homeroom teacher, Xun Yu, so she smiled and replied, "First High School hasn't managed to recruit me yet." 0
Her smiling face looked completely like a pampered and proud little fox, and the teacher didn't make things difficult for them. He smiled and escorted Guo Jia to the school gate, telling her to go back early. Guo Jia then walked away with a sullen face. 0
 
 
 
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