GuoLi fold chair over the next college board, old sit chair uttered a hoarse, drag the duple “Zi –

   A long, let this afternoon at xiamen university classroom more quiet unusual. Hold her husband hand, foot gently sit GuoLi Nie

   The blackboard is on leave class of white chalk marks. At once the script writing time, four years in swaying, weaving.

   Seven years ago, so they sat side-by-side in the amphitheatre.

   Still freshman. High number of classes, there are always GuoLi can never understand the theorem. Don’t go, just turn when asked her boyfriend or husband. Don’t stare at the blackboard, boyfriend gave her explanation, a twist to find someone close to explain, but was listening to look into the eye. Shy smile, YaoZhi blackboard, pretending to be calm, continue to explain.

   Seven years later, in another classroom, GuoLi remembered. Turn on the blackboard asked to write of what, my husband is centered around YaoZhi blackboard, unconsciously, who is still seven years ago that the person look into the eyes of the window, without more dormant photographer.

   “Pa”, the photographer in the bushes tapes.

   This is the GuoLi onsite wedding.

   No, no, no makeup wedding photographer working on the manual studio “classical hunshazhao men, but only in a set of” two men, two pieces of cotton was “T-shirt lovers.

   After QuJingKuang photographers from xiamen university campus saw that they had seen a holand, most familiar those scenes – class, in his sleep, she helped him to let in fresh air, The old bicycle had been stolen, he whistled in the legs, she swings back, He paused a smile on hug walk…