That late autumn, rain and cold. She called him and he couldn't sleep all night.
As expected, she broke up with her one again. The reason is that boys don’t understand romance, and chatting is more cold than passionate.
has added a "new hatred" and does not forget the "old hatred". He listened to her words, as if he was running away, and as if he was throbbing in his heart. was silent for a long time, and he said, "Let's rest early, I have time to play with you in two days."
Blushed off the phone, and his heartbeat was beating. He was always honest and honest and constantly interrogated himself in his heart: What do you want to do?
Thoughts floated out of the window. On the day when a group of friends climbed the mountain, she was there; on the day when she first talked to a girl about how to relieve pain during her period, it was her. The balcony of the dormitory was dark and dirty. Is my expression embarrassed? Is it ecstasy? Is it embarrassing? He himself didn't know it either.
It was really only two days later. He was not tired at five o'clock in the morning. Even though he thought about it for a long time last night and quickly washed and shaved, he didn't want anything wrong today.
changed into the most "decent" clothes in the wardrobe, walked out of the dormitory and murmured to himself: "It's okay, it's cold in the morning and warm during the day." went to the big mirror on the first floor of the dormitory, stopped and looked at himself and smiled with satisfaction. He was not only feudal, but also a cool and silly person.
left the dormitory, breathed in the cool fresh air, walked forward quickly, and inadvertently wet his hair by the dew on the leaves. He caught a glimpse of a person or two who was running in the morning, and he joked in his heart: I tried every means to come out because there is something big to do. Are you going to run early in the morning without any worries?
He took the ticket in his exit pocket, his heart beat faster and his face turned red. He took a deep breath and ran quickly to the school gate, to the station, and to the light. Not long after he arrived in college, he had no new friends in a strange city and a strange lifestyle. He had no interests and hobbies to support him in joining any group. Everything made him, a down-to-earth person, seem out of place.
Today, he is going to be "crazy" once. The train at around 6 o'clock in the morning arrived at her city at around 7 o'clock, not far away, but for him, it was too many to get here. took the first bus to her school and called her with a trembling voice: "I'm here in your cafeteria. Have you gotten up? Have you had breakfast together."
All the thoughts were said in one breath, fearing that they would be stuck and show their uneasiness.
She was stunned for several seconds and said, "Why are you here? So early!" Hearing that her tone was more surprised than surprise, and he calmly suppressed the excitement, he breathed a sigh, and said, "It's the weekend! It's nothing, I'll say I'll come to play with you, right!
She smiled and said, "Then wait for me, I'll clean up and go to find you." You haven't eaten yet. Our canteen hand-grabbed cake is delicious. You can try it first, don't wait for me. I usually don’t eat breakfast, you eat first, I’ll go there later. "
They were chatting, and time threw them aside and walked forward. It was almost noon in a blink of an eye. She said I wanted to drink, but he was stunned for a moment and looked at her. Her eyes were a little hollow and the corners of her mouth no longer raised. The people in the cafeteria were both groups of people, neither cold nor noisy, but this sentence was particularly harsh.
He bought the Rio that girls like to drink, the Qingdao that he often drank, the more expensive dark beer, and the sake with a likable appearance. After taking a few bites, he asked tentatively: "Do you want to drink a little more? "Then he saw another her - the emotional and fragile her.
The first time he saw her crying, he panicked, and he patted her shoulder tremblingly, just like coaxing her childhood sister to sleep.
On the way back to the dormitory, her shoelaces opened, she squatted down to tie her shoelaces, and then helped her walk forward, unlike the couples around her.
He saw her sad and sad, as if he was more sad, she could feel more relaxed.
Dormitory floor, the two looked at each other for a few seconds, but he didn't pull her hand.
Many years have passed and he has entered his job. His colleagues like him more. When chatting, they always say: He! He is a person with a strong sense of proportion!
I think so, he is a person with a strong sense of proportion.
