Communication in the 1980s was not yet developed, and it took about three weeks for two people to communicate back and forth, which means that the reception speed of a single trip could be about ten days, so Xiaogang was not sure whether Juanjuan could receive the letter when he arrived at the station. They had discussed before that it was normal to arrive at the station at around 7 o'clock in the evening, and Juanjuan had to go to the station to pick him up. The two young men could not wait.
The new semester is fresh. This semester has passed too quickly and I didn’t feel it. But the last week has been longer than the entire semester, and it is hard to bear. In the last few days, I had insomnia almost every night, and my roommates also missed homesickness. The night chats in the dormitory in the middle of the night often ended later than before.
Xiaogang is the sixth brother in the dormitory, and he is the best with the third brother. The third brother is from Shenyang, two years older than him. The two of them face the beds and talk about everything. The third brother is more talkative and has an extroverted personality. The third brother also knows about Juanjuan. The third brother even taught Xiaogang some men's experiences as a veteran, and also made Xiaogang fall into deep thought.
Juanjuan is not tall, petite and delicate, with a round face, big and round eyes, and her two little hands also feel round, and the places that attract Xiaogang's eyes are just round. One of the few physical contacts made Xiaogang feel aftertaste. In his heart, Juanjuan was a round and cute girl, soft, round and smooth. In the letter, he even joked with Juanjuan to call her "Yuanyuan".
Thinking that they will see it again in a few days, Xiaogang fell asleep in a daze. On the same night, a clean moonlight also sprinkled on Juanjuan's bedside. This beautiful girl also found it difficult to fall asleep tonight. Juanjuan usually has strict requirements on herself and her daily routine is very regular, especially when she wakes up at five o'clock in the morning and recites foreign languages, so she must ensure her sleep at night.
But as the holiday approaches, Xiaogang's letter has not been seen for a long time, which makes the little girl panic. Her plan is to see Xiaogang as soon as possible. The past four months have been too painful. They have not been separated for so long since they met in elementary school. Moreover, they are now at the age of youth and passion. Whether in their hearts or bodies, Juanjuan has an indescribable longing. She also asked herself countless times in the middle of the night, "Is this love?"
Then she gave herself a positive answer countless times. She has fallen in love with this stupid boy. They met since the first grade of elementary school. Xiaogang, who lives in the front and back rows, has been shy since childhood, but has always been very good at studying. They grew up together, until one day, Juanjuan discovered that this silly boy was one head taller than her, and in her eyes, Xiaogang gradually shines, and something on her body attracted her, making it difficult for her to extricate herself.
So, Juanjuan made Xiaogang understand her thoughts by the way they got along from childhood to adulthood, that is, with commands. She knew that Xiaogang listened to her most and always had it. This is the first time they have met again after a long separation. She wants to give her beloved Xiaogang the warmest love and deepest heartache. A shy boy ran to study alone thousands of kilometers away, which made Juanjuan feel very distressed, but she also knew that she felt that a good boy was determined to be in all directions, so when Xiaogang failed the foreign language school, she was not too frustrated, and she believed in Xiaogang.
Warm love fills the bodies of two young people under this cool moonlit night. Although they are thousands of miles apart, although letters are inconvenient. But the day came still, and the train slowly drove into the platform. Xiaogang was impatient and had already dragged his luggage to the door of the car an hour ago. As the train slowed down, his heartbeat was accelerating. . . . .
