I have known Xiaowu since junior high school. He loves art and is often the first in his class. He secretly turned on the computer when no one was around and taught himself to dance in the classroom. Unfortunately, I met him once. I threatened to sue my teacher and force him to perform spacewalks for me every day. He knew I wouldn't really tell the teacher, and I knew he couldn't dance well, but in that boring day, there was always a man and a woman at the back of the classroom, one dancing happily and the other watching happily until graduation. ...
Xiao Wu and I were not so close from the beginning, but we were real enemies. Although he is a man, he is thin and long, and always likes to put his fingers up. Although he has good facial features, he always reminds people of sissy.
Forget it. He loves to find fault, too. Once he threw a bouncy ball at the wall next to me in the evening self-study, and had a good time. Just when I threw all the books on the desk at him in a rage, the head teacher came in and we stood outside the classroom all night. Since then, I have forged a "no * * * hatred" with him.
Xiaowu seems to be ashamed of me. He apologized to me after the evening self-study and picked up a book to set for me. I won't buy it. I threw the book on the floor again and left without looking back.
But you should know that there is a kind of person in the world who has a thick skin. The next day, my books were neatly placed on the table. From then on, as long as my pencil was short, someone rushed to help me sharpen it, and the borrowed books were about to expire. Before I picked it up, someone ran out and returned it. The water in the cup was always just the right temperature. But I just don't want to talk to him. Who told him to fool me? Growing up, the teacher never even said a word to me!
In a blink of an eye, the eighth grade will be over. I had a cold war with Xiaowu for a semester. I heard that the ninth grade will be divided into classes. Should I put down my posture and talk to him? Just as I was thinking this way, the thick-skinned man came again and insisted on telling me a joke. I even gave him a dirty look.
"The rabbit and the tortoise are getting married, but the night before, the rabbit suddenly said to the tortoise,' Sorry, I can't marry you.' The tortoise asked in surprise, "Why?" The rabbit said, "This is a bad omen." . The tortoise smiled: "Just take it off." "
When my deskmate looked surprised, I actually understood. What's even more embarrassing is that I actually smiled. It's over. I've lost all my pride and temperament that I've gathered for a semester.
A half-yellow joke made Xiaowu and I become good friends who talk about everything.
Although Xiaowu is not good at his lessons, he has a solid foundation in history. What I hate most is history. Every time he does his homework, I do other subjects. I said to him, "I suffered a loss." Xiaowu put his mouth behind his ear and said to me, "I'll help you sharpen your pencil, fetch water, return books, be a cow and a horse ..." "I think you are like a pencil, and I want to sharpen you."
Finally, he was assigned to another class. Although we don't meet every day, he comes to our class every morning to give me a spacewalk, rain or shine.
That year, I was most looking forward to going to the auditorium. Students from two classes are crowded into one class, sometimes giving lectures and sometimes watching movies. Whatever it is, Xiaowu and I use it to send notes.
"I found that you became beautiful after the placement."
"Of course, without you angry with me, good-looking. But then again, you still look like a sissy. "
No matter how much Xiao Wu praises me, I will inevitably hurt him. Now that I think about it, it seems that except for a few times when he gave me a spacewalk, I disliked him all the time, but fortunately Xiaowu was thick-skinned.
In the summer vacation of freshman year, I rented a house with my classmates and went to cram school. I just bought a mobile phone at that time. At that time, it was still button-type, and the network was 2 G. I sent a short message to Xiaowu, asking him to log on to qq. During that holiday, except for class, we had endless topics every day.
Since high school, every time I come to menstruation, it is very painful. On this day, Xiaowu called me and asked me why I hadn't heard from him for so long. I said I had my period and my stomach ached. I'll rest first. After a night's sleep, there were many unread messages on qq the next day. Xiaowu sent one, and the others are female students who usually play well. They all asked me, "Are you okay? Rest when menstruation comes. "
Xiaowu actually told every female classmate about my dysmenorrhea and asked them if they had any good ideas. Of course not, because at that time everyone only knew to drink more brown sugar water.
Xiaowu's message reads: When you have dysmenorrhea, put an alcohol cotton ball in your ear and the pain will be relieved.
I asked Xiaowu how he knew, and Xiaowu said that he just found it by browsing the web page. In that era of 2G network, God knows how long he has been browsing the web. I tried it according to his method next month, and it was really much better.
The day in July looks like a child's face. One second it was clear in Wan Li, and the next it was raining cats and dogs. I ran back to my rented room, and Xiaowu just sent a message. I asked him if it was raining at home. He said no, it was very hot, and he was going to swim in the river. I said it was too dangerous. Just take a bath at home. Xiaowu said, are you concerned about me? I'm so happy. I said, psycho.
The holiday is coming to an end, and the mobile phone will be taken back. I told Xiaowu that I can't chat often in the future. Xiaowu said, can you be invisible on QQ in the future? I asked why. Xiaowu said, I don't want others to know that you are online. I said, why are you so nervous recently?
The day before school started, Xiaowu suddenly asked me, "Do you like me?" I ... I always regard Xiaowu as my best friend. What am I supposed to tell him? I ... what do you want me to say? "Needless to say, I understand, but why do you always hurt me?"
"Xiaowu, you misunderstood me. I have always regarded you as an ordinary friend. "
"Ah ... so ... nothing, nothing, I ... I'm kidding."
After school started, Xiaowu greeted me warmly, but I began to avoid him intentionally or unintentionally. Xiaowu is an art student, and he will go out for training in senior three. I didn't see him off when he left, and I haven't talked to him since I came back.
Only once in the restaurant, I was carrying food, and my classmates waved to me, and I smiled at them. Later, I discovered that Xiaowu was standing right in front of me. He smiled at me, but I went straight over. When I turned around, he was already chatting with someone else. ...
I haven't seen you since graduation and haven't contacted you again. The method of cotton ball analgesia has never worked. If I could start over, I would never ignore you. Xiaowu, are you okay?