This shadow has been going on for five years since high school. Five years is such a long time. On the surface, he is always so gentle. Only I know that he is stubborn in his bones. However, he never noticed me. He's so good at math, but he's so partial that he can't make the top 20. And our head teacher said that if you don't get into the top 20, it's hard to say that you can get into college. This is her first and last date with him. When she came back from that date, she was more sure that he was the boy she was looking for. Even, she has in mind that he is her husband. She blushed when the idea jumped out of her mind. No girl will marry someone on a date! Besides, people haven't confessed yet! However, she couldn't wait, so she decided to confess. Learned.
At noon, the sun scorched the earth, and even the cicadas on the trees were hot and unbearable. My parents were taking a nap, and I crept around them with my swimming ring on my back and walked out of the house. I like him. All over the world, only I know.
Hope for the university makes me not allow myself to abandon my ideal and start a distracted love. He walked past me, and I just closed my eyes and felt his breath. In this way, I waited and prayed that God would give me a good result.
As a result, I was admitted to the university where he entered, but I couldn't find his name. I stood in front of the public red list and said to myself, losers shouldn't like it, should they? I only read his name once, which is longer than the coming summer vacation.
I spent the whole freshman year hanging out at school. At that time, at the back of the library, there were two huge wintersweet plants. Between winter and spring, small yellow flowers bloom all over the tree. When the sun was still warm, I lay under the tree, thinking of Liang Xiaochi in the fragrance.
What will happen to him?
No one expected that I was admitted to this school, but he failed. I don't think I will have a chance to let him hear what I'm saying. The closer I get to him, the more money she pays because of lack of activity and the increase of drugs. He can't take her out in person, he stays at home every day. She is in a bad mood, hardly eats, sometimes cries like a crybaby, and even commits suicide. He looked sad and worried, hiding in the corner and secretly crying again and again. One day, she took his hand and said, "I can't go any further." Who will go out with you again? " He hugged her, tears rolling, and vowed: "You believe me, I will definitely let you go on!" "So he thinks every day, how can I take her downstairs alone, make her as happy as before, chat with neighbors, breathe fresh air ... far away. From one classroom to two cities.
On the edge of the basketball court, I was still screaming, but I still didn't get my attention.
Come to the classroom. I'm used to being fixed in the eleventh row. Because in those days, Liang Xiaochi was sitting in the eleventh row.
I received a love letter from Fan Nan last semester. As usual, I folded it twice and threw it in the trash can at the door. Love begins with the sweetest gesture and ends with the most heartbreaking way. My only interest is to keep in touch with my old classmates and ask about Liang Xiaochi. But I got nothing.
Like a leaf, at the fork in the road of life, we separated, and I don't know where it was blown by the wind.
Time seems faster than usual.
I finally decided to give up. Once the years are missed, they are gone. What made me make up my mind was my former teacher and sister. She said that her biggest regret was that she had never been in love during college. At present, all she has is the moon and sixpence: I asked, "Don't you love your children?" He said, "I have no special feelings for them." I asked him again, "Don't you even need love?" He said, "Love will only interfere with my painting." So excellent, only one theme is needed-love. Now there will never be such pure love, and there is no such mood to fall in love.
There is a little shock in my heart: I will have a day like her, lonely and lost. In my memory, the reason for quarreling with regret is hardly worth mentioning. The night before yesterday, my husband promised to eat braised eggplant the next day, but she was very busy that day. She never remembered the vegetable market when she passed it. Around the heart?
The year of junior year has come, and time seems to be much faster than in previous years. The girls in my dormitory are all single and double. Only I am still taking classes, finishing classes and studying alone. People can't resist her heart What he said was natural and seemingly unintentional, but in her heart, she suddenly understood that he wanted her to get rid of her inferiority complex and regain her courage and confidence. He wants her to live to be 40 or 50 years old ... and grow old with him. I can't help feeling sour when I think of the short message that once caught her heart. The expectation that we will never part and grow old together will not allow her to give up, leaving her no choice. Pain, but it is hard to resist loneliness.
I finally accepted Fan Nan's love letter at the beginning of the new semester. He is the only boy who has never given up on me. Fan Nan is different from Liang Xiaochi in Dachuan. Although they have the same hairstyle, Liang Xiaochi is taciturn and Fan Nan is enthusiastic, lively and direct. It's as if he likes me, so love letters are waiting in my drawer all year round. The biggest difference is that Fan Nan likes me, and I know it. Liang Xiaochi never liked me, and even if he did, I couldn't know.
Now that you have decided to forget, be thorough. I followed Fan Nan and tasted love for the first time. Even though, I am just loved, because I didn't fall in love with him so quickly.
We are on the edge of South Lake, watching the sun rise and set. I just study hard, raise my hand seriously in class, stay in my seat after class, and stare at my classmates with a smile. After school, I hurried home and buried myself in my homework. After all, I turned over a book and read a few lines, but I lost interest, so I had to put it back on the shelf in a hurry, wash it roughly and go to bed. There are many fish every day. He often catches fish and barbecues together. In front of a darling fried restaurant, he ordered the hottest Chili beef rice, and then it was so spicy that he suddenly kissed my face. Careless, no one is watching. I was carried away by his love. I have to admit, he made me very happy and got rid of the nun-like mood.
But I am still disappointed. What if it was Liang Xiaochi who kissed me now? What will it be like?
Good days don't last. Fan Nan is such a sunny and handsome boy, maybe I can't enjoy it. I always feel that someone is staring at me behind my back. Far away, it seems very close, and I can't find a figure, but the feeling is that he lives alone in the city. I can't forget it. Soon, a strange girl approached me with murderous look and declared war openly. Soon after, Fan Nan stopped looking for me. Before long, he saw me and dodged.
Maybe, I never started seriously. Finally, I fell in love, too? Isn't it? Junior year is almost over. Those lonely years are finally over.
Love favors a brave heart.
Dormitories were particularly scarce that year, so I lived in four buildings near the basketball court. Summer came, and the wind blew through the window, making the clothes shake. The temporary dormitory is a mess.
June 28th is the last date announced by the school for graduates to leave school.
On my wall, there is a big photo of a beautiful woman. I can't help laughing. There's nothing I can do. The old boys' dormitory vacated is like this. Although it has been cleaned, it is still a mess. I cleaned the dust in the dark corner and carefully wiped the bed and iron frame. Finally, I couldn't help but take off the poster of the beauty star, and then I was shocked: there was actually a picture behind the poster.
Above is a pencil sketch, with long hair fluttering, and below is a slender and familiar face. Obviously, this is my appearance. Next to it is a calligraphy: "Jia Ke, why don't you turn around and look at me! Why ... "
I think I can see him sitting on the bed and giving a long sigh. In which lonely days, he painted my face and wrote those words alone? In the corner, it is one word after another. Finally, sign his name.
He had more than 300 chances to call my name, but failed again and again.
Tears, like tears that should flow, fall alone. And I actually live in his dormitory. Why is he here?
I never knew that he always had the same troubles as me. At the beginning, he was silent because of pride, and I bowed my head to escape because of my ideal.
Later, I studied adult education as an undergraduate. The university he chose is the one where I studied. He lives on the second floor of four buildings, where adult students live together. He knows that I pass that road every day and play in the basketball court on the roadside. Once, twice, three times ... finally, I can't count how many times. I didn't notice him once. He never called my name.
Why didn't he scream!
My hair is getting longer and longer, and his "positive" is drawing more and more. Love favors the brave. I wasn't worthy of love then, but now he is.
I will never know, that year, I stood in front of the red list of the college entrance examination, and he heard what I said. Because he was standing behind the huge signboard, his figure was completely blocked. In fact, it was the only time he got up the courage and wanted to say a word to me. He was in the back, waiting for me for a long time. My words made him feel inferior and had to leave silently. This difference is several years.
Pride is sometimes just a mask to resist humility. Take off the mask, it is a sad face.
He is very proud. At noon that day, Gong Zhihui just went to work. My uncle called and said that my cousin Tong Shuang had an accident and asked him to go anyway. It is silent and painful. Silent people, the pain is stronger and more depressed than others. No wonder I always feel that when I am with Fan Nan, there are a pair of painful eyes behind me. So it wasn't from that girl.
Graduation time has finally arrived, and I am the last one to leave, saying goodbye to everyone. On the morning of June 27th, I will shoot one night in the winter of 1992. On the street of yushu city, Jilin Province, Li Ziyan was knocked down by an unlicensed car, and the car quickly fled. It was three days before she woke up, paraplegic. She smiled when the 538 train left at 6: 30. I haven't laughed so mercilessly for a long time. Stand up.
The sky is gradually illuminated. I walked out of the dormitory, crossed the lake, crossed the volleyball court, passed the basketball court, stopped there, and then I walked out of the south gate 2.
I got on the first bus 538. There are only two people in the car, a driver and a boy. He sits in the eleventh row. When I first saw him, he seemed to have been waiting there for a long time.
I was stunned.
He got up and walked towards me. I counted his steps, and tears came out of the cage like jumping rabbits.
We looked at each other for a long time, the car started, people gradually crowded in, the whole city became lively, and the sun lit up everyone's face. Finally, we embraced deeply.
Love only favors the brave heart. We learned to be brave.
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