It was agreed that I would marry you when I grew up.

I got a call from my mother when I was shooting outside.

she said, it's the triennial Buddha's birthday in two days, and I'm going back to my hometown to handle it. Just received an elegant wedding invitation, you grew up together, or go back together?

I was silent and said, no, I have to shoot in Beijing for several days in a row recently.

mom sighed and said, it's strange, why is there a picture of Ya holding a red umbrella on the invitation?

I was stunned when I heard this ...

I remember that before I went to kindergarten, my mother took me to the Erythrina Photo Studio to take an inch photo.

when I was naughty, I sat down on all the inflatable animal props. Uncle Photography had no choice but to call his daughter, Wenya, and show me.

I didn't expect her to reach out and hug me when she sat down, and I immediately calmed down like an electric shock.

Uncle finally pressed the shutter.

Later, my father and I went to the photo studio to paint, and I happened to see the elegance of not wanting to drink medicine. I began to help with the good character I had established since I was a child. In order to show her, I drank all her medicine.

Uncle was dumbfounded, so he had to buy another medicine. In order to send Buddha to the west, I wore all kinds of cartoon clothes in the photo studio to make her happy. Xiao Wenya drank the medicine, and of course, I drank half of it. I think I'm really drunk.

It was also the experience of taking medicine, and the two of us established a profound revolutionary friendship, which set off a wave of lying in a small bamboo bed and watching Doraemon together.

In primary school, Wenya is the monitor. The monitor usually becomes a spy of the teacher and remembers the names of naughty children every day.

Of course, I won't be written down. By primary school, I have grown into a young pioneer with a red heart facing the sun. The name was recorded by the turtle, the famous trick-or-treating king of the town.

The turtle's ears were pinched red by the teacher. After school, he stopped Wenya to make trouble with her.

As soon as I saw that she was in trouble, I rushed to rescue her. As she was very big, I knew the art of war from an early age, so I found the right opportunity, gave him a kick in the crotch from behind the tortoise, and then pulled it gracefully away.

Soon, at the weekend, when I was dragged by Wenya to play house as "dad", the tortoise came with several people to take revenge. Seeing that all the carefully prepared things were damaged, Wenya cried directly.

I got angry and began to fight back. I clenched my fists and swung the famous tortoise fist around my arm. The powerful boxing style made the tortoise dare not get close within three meters, so after a few punches, I was directly thrown by the tortoise and eaten by a dog. In order not to destroy my glorious image, the subsequent disparity in strength was omitted.

Dad is a famous painter in the town, so I know something about China's ancient lacquer since I was a child. So a great revenge campaign quietly began.

In class on Monday, the teacher shouted to stand up, only to hear a "scoff". The turtle's pants were glued by paint and directly torn. I saw that the fat white ass was broadcast live, and all the students laughed. Then, wow, I didn't expect the big guy in my eyes to cry when I was a child. At that time, I saw Wenya laugh and felt that everything was worth it.

After school, the tortoise changed his pants and stood on the bridge in Dongxi to stop me. I dare not go home and wander around the town. I didn't expect Wenya to find me and take me to the photo studio.

Wenya dug out her precious "orange petal fudge", and we watched Doraemon while eating. At this time, the TV was already in color, and I realized that Doraemon was a blue fat man and was excited for a long time.

We fell asleep watching, and woke up the next morning. It was a wonderful night, but Xiaoya cried. She said, if you spend the night with a man, you will get pregnant. What should I do?

I was stupid on the spot. What logic is this? Later, I finally explained that pregnancy requires two people to hold their navel against their navel when they sleep.

elegance is relieved, but from now on, we can't hug each other when we lie down and watch TV, and we have to follow each other one meter away. Directly strangled how many times I had the opportunity to be as gentle as jade in my childhood.

At that time, Xiao Wenya and I often stole her father's camera to play. Later, my uncle found out, but instead of being angry, he told me that I could learn photography with him when I grew up. I suddenly planted a martial arts elder to send my lifelong juexue to me.

At that time, the Louis Koo version of "Heroes of the Condor" was packed, and we kept humming the theme song when we were idle. "That time you left inadvertently, which became my constant sorrow for a long time ..." At that time, she happened to have a white dress, and I always joked that I should call you aunt.

Wen Ya said, OK, then I'll call you Master Yi Deng.

I said, no, please call me Guo er.

Later, I was fascinated by martial arts movies, and I was bullied by turtles all the time. I fantasized about becoming a warrior who climbed over the eaves.

Soon, Xia's chance came. Wenya was jumping rubber bands with some girls, and the tortoise took some friends to make trouble.

at that time, I really felt that I could fly over the eaves and walk over the wall, and I could shake people around me with one hand.

Sure enough, the tortoise fell to the ground as soon as I handed it to him, just riding me and beating me, and then all I said was tears.

Xia won't let it go, not to mention being beaten in front of Wenya, which is simply a shame. So Xia finally adopted Jianghu rules-I took my mother to tell my parents, and my mother gave full play to her specialty-cursing the street, and finally ended successfully with a wonderful performance in which children such as turtles were beaten by their parents.

Later, I began to learn cycling, which was a Phoenix brand black triangle bike.

I can't wait to show it to Wenya when I can almost slip off a distance with one foot. Who knows that if I accidentally step on my balls and hit the shelf directly, the dull pain like abortion is hard to describe in words.

However, since then, I have practiced harder, and I soon rode like a tiger. Until today, I seem to understand that men do everything to please girls.

After I learned it, I began to teach elegance. Whenever she cast a serious and worshipful eye, I felt a sense of accomplishment in creating words and spreading the fire of civilization. My uncle wanted to take pictures of us when we came back from cycling. At that time, we didn't have the thinking of giving and receiving, so I took pictures directly with my arm around her shoulder. After washing it out, I put it on the bedside table gracefully.

Then, once, the tortoise blocked my way with some friends on bikes.

Wenya is in the back seat, I thought, Do you think I'm a prawn if you don't show your arrogance?

so I clenched my hands and lifted my feet high-quickly dropped the front of the car and rode hard!

from the banyan tree to the bridge, I threw them away for several meters, but I couldn't beat them. Can't I still run? I'm so smart.

However, people are not as good as heaven. At the end of the bridge, I accidentally ran over a stone, and Wenya and I both fell.

Tortoise and others also took the opportunity to surround me, but what I never expected was that Tortoise actually came to pull me up and begged me.

It turns out that the turtles have also learned to ride bicycles and have been racing with their friends in the next town in Dongxi. The situation is very tragic. If they lose, they will have to pay for the cartoon card of the Three Kingdoms. Later, when the tortoise saw that I was riding with the wind, he came to ask for help.

After receiving their invitation, I still refused with righteous words. How can I be such a righteous and awe-inspiring person to associate with these monsters?

the tortoise said, come to the competition with us and give you ten Three Kingdoms cards.

I said, less than fifteen tickets are out of the question.

the tortoise says it's a deal.

On the sunny day of the race, we rode from the banyan tree to the bridge, and I won the championship successfully. At that time, I looked elegant and happy and laughed like an idiot.

in the end, I gave up the card, but the knowledge stick.

The friends around me are all silly, and only I understand. When Wenya and I sat under the banyan tree and ate a true knowledge stick to celebrate her happy smile, everything was clear.

At this moment, a bridegroom rode by with a bride holding a red umbrella.

I caught a glimpse of the bride's face, and thought that elegance would be so beautiful when she grew up.

I said, Ya, I will ride your bike when I grow up.

Wen Ya asked, are you going to marry me?

I nodded and said, yes, I will marry you when I grow up.

Wen Ya said happily, OK, I'll hold a red umbrella then, remember to pick me up.

At that time, children were ignorant of the concept of marriage. It was just a simple happiness.

Before we graduated from primary school, the school organized us to climb Xuefeng Mountain.

at that time, I wandered around with elegance and got lost. It was getting late.

I told her, don't be afraid, I'm here, I'll go ahead.

before walking ten meters, Wenya turned to me and said, didn't you tell me not to be afraid of you leading the way?

I smiled.

The reason why I shrink back is all caused by Ching-Ying Lam's zombie movies.

in order to cover up my fear, I suggest that instead of getting lost, I just wait for the teacher. I didn't think this suggestion was really a bad idea, and the teacher didn't come until dark. In the middle of nowhere, insects are blown by the wind, just like the scenes in zombie movies.

I said, what should I do? What if zombies suddenly jump out?

At first, she was gentle, but when I said that, she got scared, so I tried to save her.

I'm extremely clever, and the way I came up with is to hold my breath and bite my finger.

At that time, I really got some blood out of my finger, just sticking it out with a sharp branch. To be on the safe side, I also learned Uncle Ying's killer skill-urine.

I picked up two pieces of cloth to water the Year of the Boy, and then covered my nose. The smell was really fascinating ...

Finally, the teacher found us and saw that we were wearing wet cloth strips with urine on our heads, which made everyone dumbfounded.

When we took a group photo in white shirts, it was already junior high school. At that time, urbanization developed rapidly, and the town no longer needed lacquer painting. My father went to Zhangjiakou to sell sanitary wares for a living.

My uncle really kept his promise to teach me photography. By going to her house to learn photography, I drove Wenya to school every day, and even practiced her as a model at school.

But once I drove Wenya home after school, and a classmate said behind our back that she was my little wife. I noticed Wenya's unhappy face, and then more and more gossip, and every time I sent her home, I found that she deliberately avoided it.

Junior high school is always so ignorant. I can understand my inner feelings for elegance, but I'm still afraid that one more step is to cross the line, and I can't even be friends. I dare not pick her up again, and our communication is getting less and less.

Once again, I communicated with Wenya. My best friend, Chicken Leg, asked me to drink Sprite and let me write a love letter to chase her.

Actually, I just wanted to get close to Wenya again on the grounds of helping. Later, I saw a chicken leg blocking Wenya with a love letter I wrote, and then stuffed it into her hand.

at that time, I was thinking that it would be nice if I were the one who stuffed the love letter. However, there are not so many ifs and buts in this world.

Sure enough, I didn't understand why the chicken legs no longer serve Sprite until I saw them sent home after school.

But less than two weeks later, the chicken leg immediately put three bottles of Sprite on my desk.

I refuse to say that no amount of sprite will help you write this time.

he said, not writing a love letter.

I asked, what is that?

he said, accompany me to propose marriage.

I'm dumbfounded ...

The so-called "proposing marriage" is to let me take him to the photo studio to play.

He knew that he would go to the photo studio alone to find Wenya, and his uncle would definitely see through his evil intentions and drive him out of the house.

I've been hanging out in the photo studio since I was a child. If I take him, I won't be suspected, and I can chat with Wenya aboveboard.

oh, my god, it's just a big trick to pick up girls and hurt friends.

At that time, I simply thought it was my own business to have a crush on someone, and I wouldn't object to my good friends chasing her. As long as everyone had fun together, I wouldn't be jealous. In retrospect, I really feel so guilty. It seems that all people who have a crush on someone are being mean.

The result of being a bitch is that the drumsticks are playing with Wenya in the room. The drumsticks seem to have prepared a hundred cold jokes in advance and kept talking, so I was directly left aside.

The second day of Wenya's birthday is coming, and the drumsticks asked me to give advice.

I said, capture the radio station during morning exercises and give my bold blessing in front of all the teachers and students in the school.

The chicken leg twitched and said, OK, then you can help me shout and sign my name.

I quickly renewed my tactics and made a division of labor.

Mom, I'm responsible for setting off fireworks on chicken legs, and then he's responsible for giving gifts.

that night, the drumstick prepared a robot cat doll for Wenya. I secretly set off fireworks in the playground and suddenly tripped when I was about to run away.

turn around and look, wipe, security teacher.

I got a demerit, and it was even worse for me to be gentle. The affair about her "puppy love" with drumsticks reached home, and my aunt grounded her.

On the contrary, I feel smug when I know this news, thinking that fortunately I didn't confess, otherwise I would never come to the photo studio again.

At that time, I really wanted to ask Wenya if she accepted the confession of chicken legs.

I didn't ask before I saw the robot cat doll on her bedside table instead of our group photo.

this is really a silly question.

In the winter vacation of the third grade, in order to avoid my aunt, drumsticks asked me to ask Wenya out to play.

at first, I refused, but drumsticks said that elegant reading was so good that they couldn't be in the same school in high school. Let me help my brother one last time. I can only nod at this point.

that day, I was waiting at the intersection on my bicycle, and I finally saw Wenya coming, and the chicken leg was killed on a motorcycle.

motorcycle's pk foot has no competitive strength at all.

The drumsticks flew away with Wenya. I chased them weakly on my bicycle, and soon I couldn't see them.

I managed to catch up with the rice field, and the drumstick asked me to take pictures of them. Then he offered 1, cold jokes. I was once again left alone to take pictures of the scenery, and I had to watch them "ambiguous" from time to time. It was really embarrassing.

After the senior high school entrance examination, my father opened a bathroom shop in Qiaodong District, Zhangjiakou, and asked my mother to help. We will move there with our family.

Chinese Valentine's Day before school started, when China Valentine's Day was just launched.

Did you suddenly get a phone call from your aunt at night saying that Wenya was at your house?

I was dumbfounded. Wenya didn't come to my house. But if you think about it, it must be a gentle lie.

so I lied for her and said, yes.

auntie said, then put her on the phone.

Oh, my god, this is really a timeless chain ...

A chicken leg came running to save the scene with Wenya.

I used to lie for her, but it turned out to be a field for them to save me. What the hell!

then I realized that they were dating, and Wenya told my aunt about my place.

After the party, we sent Ya to the corner of the photo studio. The drumsticks quickly stopped and left, and Ya got into the back seat of my bicycle. This is the time for me to carry Ya again after many years.

In just over ten meters, I rode very slowly, and I felt unusually quiet all night, so quiet that I could hear her breathing.

my uncle stopped me before I went home.

He said that you and Ya Liang were not in the same school in high school. Let's take a group photo as a souvenir.

I didn't dare to hold her hand when taking a group photo. My uncle looked at the camera and said, Ya, please hold A Qiang's hand.

when I heard this, I suddenly felt a sense of happiness, as if my uncle had taken a wedding photo for us.

I didn't expect this to be the last photo.