Invade the World

  Chapter 183 The Past Belongs to Her

……one person?

   keenly caught a strange signal, Xu Xiangyang couldn't help but grabbed his hair, and asked carefully:

   "Is it really okay? Uh, what things I will see later, are there any things that need to be kept secret? I hope you can be blunt, I don’t understand."

  ——"Just for you to see."

  To confide such ambiguous words from a beautiful young girl, Xu Xiangyang is of course deeply touched; but this is only one aspect, and more importantly, it is not others who said this, but Zhu Qingyue.

  Since she became acquainted with the squad leader, her attitude towards herself has always been clear——

   "Xu Xiangyang and Lin Xingjie are my most important friends."

  In other words, it is to put him on the same position as Xingjie.

  Xu Xiangyang has never felt that there is something wrong with doing this, but rather likes this kind of relationship positioning, because it is very comfortable to get along with.

  It’s just that since the trip to the haunted house, the relationship between the two has indeed undergone some subtle changes...

  But he did not expect that this change would come so quickly.

  In Xu Xiangyang's memory, the squad leader used this kind of statement that was only for himself, it seemed to be the first time, and he couldn't help treating it carelessly.

  ……

  Zhu Qingyue was taken aback.

  She didn't expect the other party to behave so seriously.

  The girl's heart turned, she quickly figured out the reason for Xu Xiangyang's attitude, and she couldn't help but laugh.

   "Xiang Yang, you want to go wrong, it's really nothing. I just think that not everything needs three people to come together, right? When you know about my past, you can tell Xingjie."

but--

  Zhu Qingyue thinks this is a good thing.

  Whether it is the "Xingyang" and "Xingjie" in her eyes, or the "Xingjie" and "Qingyue" in the eyes of the other party, it should be different.

  She only recently realized this; and she further believes that Xiangyang’s ideas also need to be changed.

  So, the girl's pupils turned, and she added to him with curving eyebrows:

  "Xiangyang, you may have noticed. Compared with Xingjie, I can really give you a little ‘special treatment’? After all, you are a boy."

  Zhu Qingyue dropped these words, pretending to ignore him, walked to the side and knocked on the window to say hello to the people inside, and at the same time glanced aside from the corner of his eye, secretly making fun with his nervous expression.

  ……

  When the guard let them in and walked into the school, when the two turned to the inside along the teaching building, Xu Xiangyang suddenly recalled:

  Sir, you are planning to come back to visit the teacher, right?

  It’s just that he didn’t understand why he had to drag himself over.

  Moreover, although the girl walking not far ahead leads the way with firm steps and clear goals, from the perspective of the direction, it does not seem to be walking towards the office.

  They walked inside along a remote path.

  Compared with the Fifteenth Middle School, the scale of this elementary school is obviously smaller. The houses have become lower and the roads have become narrower, just like a high school has been scaled down.

  Maybe this idea is just Xu Xiangyang’s personal prejudice, but based on his personal career experience, the size of the school he has stayed in seems to be positively correlated with the growth stages of the students inside, from elementary school to middle school to high school.

  Thinking about it this way, the university campus is naturally the most expansive, and that is where he will go in the future.

   "Qingyue, didn't you go to the teacher?"

  Xu Xiangyang quickly followed up with the squad leader who was walking in front, and asked in a low voice:

   "Or do you want to meet the elementary school classmates?"

   "See you." Zhu Qingyue smiled slightly and replied, "However, we must first meet in order of importance."

   "Isn't it Saturday today?"

   "I heard that it was a make-up class for the purpose of taking a break. If we all have to go to class in normal times, there is no time to come over."

  At the end of the road, located in the shade, is a house blocked by a tall camphor tree. The signboard with the writing "Library" hanging above is still made of wood, which looks a bit old.

  After the squad leader opened the door and walked in, he who followed behind discovered that the internal area was wider than expected.

  There are many bookshelves and neat rows of tables and chairs. At this time, there is no one, and everything is quiet.

  There is no air conditioner in the library, only the sound of the overhead fan rotating, but the indoor air is not at all sultry, but very refreshing, probably thanks to the big trees planted outside the door.

  Zhu Qingyue led him, and walked around the bookshelves that were about to hit the ceiling, and walked to the workbench.

  A woman with gold-rimmed glasses and gray hair is sitting in a wicker chair dozing off. Her face was covered with wrinkles, and she looked quite young.

  After hearing the sound of footsteps approaching, the old man was awakened. She raised her head and looked at the two people in front of her with a confused expression.

  In the eyes of the other party, this pair of people who came to visit on the weekend is obviously not a student, and it is too young to say that it is a parent.

   "Are you doing anything? Who are you looking for?"

   "I'm here to visit you, Teacher Jiang."

  The squad leader smiled politely.

"You are……"

   Teacher Jiang suspiciously pushed up the lens on the bridge of his nose, and carefully looked at the girl in front of him.

  "I am Zhu Qingyue. Do you remember me?"

  She didn't care, she clasped her hands below, looking like a perfect lady.

  Ms. Jiang blinked, the expression on his face changed from confused to dazed, and the wrinkles on the old man’s face slowly stretched out, revealing a happy smile.

  "...Qingyue, it's really you. The eighteenth change of the female big eighteen, now they are all so beautiful..."

  She paused.

   "However, you looked good when you were a kid, but..."

   Teacher Jiang looked at the smiling short-haired girl in front of him, then looked at Xu Xiangyang, who was standing side by side, and did not continue.

   "Haha, thank you for your compliment."

  Zhu Qingyue took out a box of beautifully packaged candies from her bag and put it on the table.

  "This is a gift. I'm here to visit you without prior notice. I hope it won't be interrupted."

   "No no, I am very happy if there are students who can still remember me."

   Teacher Jiang made a joke, but looking at her expression, she was indeed very pleased.

   "Qingyue, are you now at work?"

   "No, I am still a high school student."

   "Oh, sorry, I am getting older, my memory is not very good, I can't remember the time..."

"It's ok."

  At this moment, Xu Xiangyang spoke next to him.

  He looked out the window, sitting at the table in this library and reading, at the same time he could appreciate the branches and leaves of the trees outside the window.

  This is the midsummer season, naturally it looks like a lush greenery with luxuriant branches and leaves; if it’s autumn, can you see the trees full of golden color? It might be fun to look bald in winter.

  "Do you often come to this place before?"

   he asked.

"Yes."

  Zhu Qingyue nodded slightly, and the person who answered was Teacher Jiang.

   "I remember very clearly. She was the most diligent at that time. Other children didn't like to read books. She was the only one who spent an afternoon in the library."

   "...it really fits Qingyue's style."

  Xu Xiangyang couldn’t help but began to imagine a little girl alone in a huge library reading a book carefully while sitting on a chair with her feet dangling, her face couldn’t help but smile.

   "You two chat, I will go around."

  ……

  When the two teachers and students who had not seen each other for a long time were talking at the counter, Xu Xiangyang was dangling between the bookshelves.

  His fingers slid one by one across the spine of the book placed above.

  Not covered by dust, the bookshelves and books are very clean, and they are arranged in different categories.

  Although there is only one person in the library who manages it, it can be seen that the cleaning and maintenance are very serious.

  Similar to this kind of public library, the books in it mainly rely on the assistance of people from all walks of life. In fact, it is open to residents of nearby communities and is separated from the main teaching area of ​​the school.

  So even if there is no rest, the door is usually open on weekends. But judging from the coldness of this courtyard, there are obviously not many people who know this place.

  Xu Xiangyang has always liked reading books. The most precious part of the family is the pile of free books that he brought from his hometown.

  There is also such a library near the place where he grew up. When Xu Xiangyang was a child, he would happily ran there to read every day. Especially in summer, he can also rub the air conditioner by the way, and every time he soaks it is an afternoon, which is his childhood "paradise".

  For Qingyue, this library might have the same status...

  As soon as he thought of this, Xu Xiangyang felt that he had a deeper understanding of her, and the distance between the hearts was getting closer.

  At the same time, he is still thinking about the past of the squad leader:

  From the perspective of Teacher Jiang’s age, she should have been a school worker who has retired long ago or managed the library from the beginning.

  The status of this kind of idle teacher in student life is obviously inferior to the class teacher.

  However, she puts visiting this person first. According to Qingyue, this means that this person is the most important teacher in the primary school career for the class leader...

  He echoed what Zhu Qingyue had said to herself in the haunted house:

   "When I was young, my classmates hardly liked playing with me."

  "Until I have worked out the perfect smile, some people will say that I smile so fake, just like wearing a mask."

  Xu Xiangyang's mood is heavy.

  He also thought of the night a few months ago, that Lin Xingjie took the initiative to share his past experience with him. The two met for the first time, and he finally heard the night of tears.

   "...It's impossible that nothing has happened."

  Xu Xiangyang smiled bitterly.

  But he has no regrets.

  On the contrary, he felt quite fortunate that he could readily agree to go out with Qingyue and made the decision yesterday.

  I want to see the real her desperately, and want to share the secrets with her together——

  All this is no longer out of the kind compassion and sympathy of being a friend; just like his relationship with Zhu Qingyue, it is by no means just an ordinary “friend”.

  In Xu Xiangyang's view, for him now, this kind of understanding is an obligation——

  He had to do it.

  ……

  About half an hour later, Zhu Qingyue beckoned to Xu Xiangyang, who was standing between the bookshelves and flipping through books, indicating that the two were leaving.

  He nodded, and bid farewell to Teacher Jiang with the squad leader, and they left the library side by side.

   "You seem to have a good chat."

"hehe."

  The squad leader covers his mouth and chuckles.

   "Even though it’s been a long time since I saw you, Teacher Jiang, she is still the same as I originally remembered. She is healthy and has a stable life. For me, this is the best news."

   "Ms. Jiang..." Xu Xiangyang hesitated, and still asked, "She has such a good relationship with you. Has anything happened?"

   "Hmm, no."

  Zhu Qingyue recalled it, and replied.

"It's nothing more than when I was in the library, she was the only one who could accompany me; to her, I was the most familiar student in school, and the relationship gradually became acquainted with each other. This is not a special treatment. Teacher Jiang stayed in that place all the time out of duty."

  In this way, does this person become the most important teacher of the squad leader in his primary school career?

  Xu Xiangyang let out an imperceptible sigh, and then asked:

  "Where to go next?"

"office."

  She pointed a direction.

  "My classmates and I made an appointment to see the teacher first, and then meet again. I wonder if the ones who taught me are still there."

   "Okay, let's go."

   Seeing him walking forward first, the girl beside him blinked in surprise.

   "Hey, why did you become active all at once?"

   "Nothing else, it's here anyway, right?"

  Xu Xiangyang explained solemnly, and pretended to spread his hands helplessly.

  Of course, the real reason is not so.

  He just suddenly felt that before, he would still consider the question of "Why are you pulling me", which is really stupid.

  Qingyue all she needs is to keep him by her side——

  This kind of small, unworthy wish, why is it worth his push?

   "Do you want to understand? That's good."

  Zhu Qingyue said with a smile.

On a whim, she walked up to the small stone steps next to her, spread her arms to keep her balance, and walked along the narrow "road" where only one shoe could only be stepped on, shaking side by side with him while twisting. Turning around, he smiled and said to him:

   "Today...at least before the sun sets, your time belongs to me. Xiangyang, obediently accept your fate."

  *

  Walking into the teaching building, passing by a classroom, and seeing the children shaking their heads inside, Xu Xiangyang has a feeling of “seeing the self in the past”, which is quite nostalgic in his heart.

  Wait in front of the office, he saw several young people who looked like high school students standing there, some wearing the uniforms of other high schools, and some in casual clothes.

  They noticed the two people who came by, and as they cast their eyes, they all showed surprise.

Needless to say, the focus of these people's eyes is naturally the girl next to Xu Xiangyang.

  "Zhu Qingyue, are you Zhu Qingyue...?"

  A tall girl approached them, talking hesitantly.

  (End of this chapter)