Lao Jia, do you know? This is the eighth year that we have known each other. In 2007, the second year of senior high school was divided into liberal arts and science classes, and we were assigned to the same class. I dare to say that I am not a complete nymphomaniac, see a handsome guy will never be incoherent face enthusiastic jump drooling. And the first time I met you, I was a little dizzy. In fact, I was knocked out by your pig's head. I wasn't so unlucky anymore. On the first day of school, I almost got a concussion from you. Is this a narrow path to meet?
However, unlike dog-blooded romance novels, the protagonists and heroines have been involved ever since. On the contrary, the unexpected collision did not produce a spark of romantic love, and we did not have much communication in a whole high school.
Just at that moment, I suddenly looked up and ran into your eyes during the hard writing. I inadvertently caught a glimpse of your face facing the light during the recess, reading in a tacit circle in the small garden, pressing their respective handprints on the same finger painting. In the classroom on the top floor, you told me through the window that it was a star that was actually someone else's light. When Jay Chou came out with a new song, I borrowed a headphone to listen to us so close. That is, for a moment, it is doomed not to bloom gorgeous flowers.
In 2009, you went to Haida. On the other hand, I changed to another school and entered the normal University the following year. I think at this time, you are at the ends of the earth, I am in the middle of Guizhou. There is no connection between you and me anymore.
During the Spring Festival in 2011, you found my phone number through your classmates and sent you New year's greetings. I knew you were back, but I didn't expect you to join me. For a moment, some tears could not help but burst into tears, like the reunion of lovers who had been separated for many years. We talked very late that day, said good night to each other, and then went to sleep peacefully. After a winter vacation, we have the exchange of information every day, you tell me all kinds of Hainan. The train has never been on, the sun is very warm in winter, the coconut trees are very tall, the sand is very soft, the sea breeze is strong, the sea water is very salty, the black people studying in your school are very dark, and the food in Hainan is very bad.
The winter vacation is quietly coming to an end in a warm delight. The day before you went back to school, you said you wanted to see me, and I gladly agreed. The next day, I picked you up early in the morning, and the first thing I did was to take you to the toilet! It took me half a town to find it. Is this the scene of the reunion after two years? It's shocking to think about it. I took you around the town all day, blowing the cold wind side by side, but my heart was warm. Two separate your hands brushed my long hair and said: long hair is elegant, gentle and appropriate, very suitable for you. To this day, my hair is still long and elegant, just because your long hair is elegant and gentle.
Happy to get together, hate to part. Parting reluctantly, wordless melancholy. I can't tell you to stay. I went to see you off the next day. I spent all my money to buy large and small bags of snacks for you. Seeing you disappear in the crowded station, I couldn't wait to send a message asking, when will you be back? You reply: as soon as the holiday is over.
So I am looking forward to the beginning of school, to the holidays and to seeing you again. In our 100th day of intimate contact, I sent you this message: 100days, 2400 hours, 144000 minutes, 8640000 seconds. You ask, does it have any special meaning? I replied foolishly: no. If I told you this was our 100th day together, would the result be different? As a matter of fact, we are not together, not even holding hands. There are only thousands of short messages, each of which I have seen countless times, looking at the inexplicable laughter, inexplicably moved, inexplicably sad. One day you suddenly no longer send me messages so frequently, telling me the ups and downs of your side.
In June 2011, I learned from other students that you were in love with a girl from the same school. In my heart, I can't help but feel lost and sad. All the affection in the past is just my one-man show. I wrote and acted myself and moved myself.
You didn't come back during the summer vacation in 2011.
I heard you were lovelorn in 2013. We didn't see each other when you came back for the Spring Festival. Just silently go to see your space-themed music replaced by Jay Chou's "Heart Rain", knowing that you have a girl living in your heart. So we even omitted the farewell, such as the fireworks after the cold silence of the sky returned to peace.
In 2014, you graduated and failed in the first year of the postgraduate entrance examination. Take part in the postgraduate entrance examination again to congratulate you on having successfully passed the initial examination and returned to Guiyang in March to prepare for the reexamination.
During this period, you want to borrow a place in our school library for review, and I will generously give you my reading card. There was only one reading card, so during this period we did the inspection of the administrator together, and every time the administrator uncle looked at us with strange eyes; after school, I took you to eat the signature fried potato powder around you. After four years in Hainan, you are not so spicy, but the spicy potato powder is still swept away by us. With you in a long line to eat the silk doll at the gate of the division, you are always clumsy and do not wrap it well, causing me to wrap it up for you one by one like a child, put it on a plate and teach you to fill it with soup and then eat it. For me, it is an unspeakable joy! In the evening, when you said you couldn't read a book, we went for a stroll in front of the portrait of Chairman Mao to tell you funny things, and then drove a happy carriage with unbridled laughter, hit a horse and rode past in a flash, and in a twinkling of an eye you were about to enter Beijing for a second interview. In order to buy you a ticket with a lower discount, we mobilized all the girls in our dormitory to monitor the major websites that sell air tickets in real time. This is something you don't know.
From the southern tip of China to the north of China, the distance is getting farther and farther, I have never been able to catch up! I'll take you to eat fish fillet in milk soup on the parting day. You said leisurely, with the taste of the South China Sea, used to go with some people to eat some people in your mouth must have that she? I just looked down at the soup and didn't look at you. Afraid of accidentally letting you see through, the faint unease and slightly fluctuating mood in the bottom of my heart. After a quiet meal, a night rain in Guiyang fell quietly, the air was cool, and people came and went enthusiastically on the street. It is still early, we will walk aimlessly side by side in the crowd, no one wants to break the peace at this time, for fear that who opened the mouth first is the time to say goodbye. At that time, wordless melancholy spread to my heart. This is something you don't know.
Go to the end of the street is a fork, one side to the left, the other to the right, just like you and I no longer have intersection. There will be a farewell to send you thousands of miles, but I don't know when it will be the next time we get together. The next day, your flight at eight o'clock, I did not go to see you off, the loss of something that does not belong to you is more reassuring than having it.
The day you left, I didn't go out. Miss you in my little nest. Bits and pieces, are all about your memory. I said your eyes are as bright as the eyes of a born calf and eyelashes like two little black brushes. You said that what you are most proud of is your angry hair. I said that it is a luxury to bask in the sun on a cold, damp day in Guiyang. You said that there is no winter in Hainan, and Yangguan is everywhere. Would you like to collect some sunshine? I am in the snowy night, thinking of the sunshine hidden in the distance. I said that when the cherry blossoms are in full bloom, it is wonderful to drink tea, watch the flowers and listen to the wind. You said that when we wait until the next flowering season, let's drink tea and watch the flowers and listen to the wind. I really waited, but did not realize that it was an empty joy for so many years, I could not catch up with your footsteps, I was waiting for you in place, waiting for you to see me smiling like a flower in the wind, but you did not turn around, did not find.
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