things you do not know

In the end, I didn't know what happened. She came to me after I went back that night, came to me, she came to me!She was standing in front of my dormitory door, a bunch of people surrounded her, I was standing next to her, she was crying, I knew she was crying.

"Yang Jia, what's wrong with you?"

"Yang Jia, are you okay?"

"Yang Jia, are you okay?"

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There are people all around, and everyone is saying such things, but I don't even dare to get close to her, and I don't dare to pull the corner of her clothes to ask her what happened and why she is crying so much sad.I just watched her cry, and watched her cry until the lights were turned off without saying a word.

I dare not, you know?I don't dare, I don't fucking dare.I like her, watching her cry, I feel uncomfortable as if I am not like myself, but I dare not, I have never hated my cowardice so much, I have never hated myself so much, I actually, I actually cried in front of her I didn't coax her when I was there. I was really a coward. I turned off the lights and lay on the bed. I know that those who cared about her just now really cared, but I also know that they are no longer thinking about her. It's just me I was thinking, what happened to her?ah?How could someone so proud of her cry so hard? She never did this when she was just divided into classes. At that time, she just let the tears flow down her face, wiped them off and continued to study, as if her eyes were leaking The person she is like is not like her, but today, today, she is crying and crying. There is no trace of what happened so far.

Maybe she doesn't remember either.Just thinking about it today, I feel pain in my heart, such a beautiful person, crying so sadly, how I wanted to hug her at that time, how I wanted to tell her that I was with her, but I didn’t, Now, even such an opportunity is gone...

I ran into her after lunch the next day, and I asked, "Yesterday, what's wrong, I came back late from duty yesterday."

"It's okay, it's okay, I don't remember." She smiled, smiling from the bottom of her heart, her eyes were curved, the corners of her lips were raised, and there were two small dimples on her face, which were faintly visible, making people want to leave Check out its exact location.

I stared blankly at her, looked at her and said to me: "I'll go back first, you can go back too." I didn't realize that she had left until the water from washing the spoons splashed on me.She is always like this, when something really happens, she adjusts herself so quickly, as if the sad person yesterday did not exist at all.

A semester, the time is always short, I study under the pressure of the head teacher every day, but I can't always make it into the top [-] in the grade.Even so, when I have free time, I will sneak around in front of her class to see if she is there, where she is and what she is doing.

The exam is about to come again, free review before the exam, two days, the first night, the head teacher was chatting with us, she said, "We will be divided into classes again, this time there seem to be eight key classes, basically the top four in the grade The hundred can get in. But I don’t know if there are really eight classes.” I felt a little bit in my heart, eight classes, the top four hundred, I’m sure I can, she can too, will there be a chance to be assigned? a class.

I don’t know if it’s possible, but in order for it to happen, I studied very seriously. I basically didn’t leave the classroom every day. I only went to the toilet occasionally. When I passed by her class door, I went to look for her figure. , sometimes absent.

The exam was over quickly, the teachers in the school were very good, the results came out the next night, no accidents, I was in the top [-], I heard that she did well in the exam, I dare not ask her, I am afraid , but I don't know what I am afraid of.The specific class arrangement has not yet been announced, but everyone in the class has become impetuous, and I am no exception. I thought that if I could be assigned to a class with her again and be at the same table again, I would be so excited.

It wasn't until the results came out that I understood a sentence: "It didn't work out as expected."

Our classrooms are in the same direction, but separated by a floor.The head teacher is right, there are eight key classes, and my prediction is not bad, she and I both entered the key classes, the only regrettable or dramatic thing is that I am in class one, she is in class six, and I am in class one. Floor, she is on the second floor.

The author has something to say:

I don’t remember if I said before that this article has something to do with my high school life. When I wrote that paragraph today, I knew that this paragraph was difficult to write. I don’t know that I didn’t describe my psychology at that time. When I came out, I just felt that when I wrote it, it was very painful.

(If there is a cutie who reads the article, is there anyone willing to take a chance?? Hehe, I won’t tease you, thank you for reading the article, hee hee)