a protracted war

Cloudy to showers on May 5

It was very dark this morning, and sure enough it began to rain at noon.

When the rain just started, I was eating in the cafeteria, and Xiao Jian was still sitting next to me. Our only common topic was still Zhou Aimei, although this only common topic was almost disappearing now.

Xiaojian handed me the edited but unsent text messages on the phone.

The message content is as follows:

"Thousands of years ago, I was the string you broke. Traveling through time and space, I reincarnated to meet you with the residual warmth of your fingers. There are no extravagant fragments, just ordinary warmth!

If it is still rainy season, I would like to walk with you!If there is already a sunset, I would like to enjoy it with you!If I had money, I would buy all the roses and chocolates.I give you my heart and everything.

Read this message, you owe me a hug; delete this message, you owe me a kiss; save this message, you owe me a date; if you reply, you owe me everything; if you don't reply, you are mine. "

The seaweed and egg drop soup that I just drank too much was sprayed out by me.

Not for anything else, just to be disgusted.

I was shocked and asked Xiaojian: "You wrote it yourself? It's amazing, and it's still a three-stage style."

Xiao Jian looked at me shyly, blushed and said, "I found it on the Internet."

I nodded and said, "I don't think you seem like someone who can write such a thing."

Xiaojian nodded in agreement, and held my hand excitedly. He just ate chicken feet, and the oil in his hand rubbed on the back of my hand.

Xiao Jian asked me with a very happy smile on his face: "Brother Yang, right? You also think this is a very good statement, don't you?"

I was stunned for a moment, I didn't understand why things developed like this, out of consideration for Xiaojian's personal safety, I tried to persuade: "I don't think this kind of confession is suitable for you."

Xiao Jian was stunned: "Why?"

I said, "You first carefully analyze and analyze Zhou Aimei's character traits."

Xiaojian snapped his fingers: "Serious, mature, stable, capable, smart, beautiful..."

I suspect that Xiaojian doesn't understand what "character traits" are.

I said, "Don't you think a woman like Zhou Aimei would prefer a straightforward confession?"

Xiao Jian: "Then I'll ask Sister Aimei for dinner tonight and tell him face to face?"

I:……

Me: "You can try."

Xiaojian said: "But I think that although Sister Aimei looks very Yujie, she should still have a little girl's side in her heart."

I thought to myself, can you see that too?Awesome, lad.

Xiao Jian said again: "So I'd better choose a more subtle way?... I feel pretty good about that text message."

Me: "...you are happy."

I didn't see Zhou Aimei this morning. It is said that she has handed over the plan to the partner.

In the afternoon, Yi Jun sent me a WeChat message. My mother’s words yesterday may have left him with a psychological shadow. He now thinks that I am an out-and-out scumbag who cheated his innocent and lovely brother’s feelings, and maybe his body .

I explained to him, "I'm really not in a relationship with your brother."

Yi Jun said: "I don't listen, I don't listen, I don't listen!"

"My brother has been hiding in the house playing the harmonica since he came back from your house yesterday. He played the lonely shepherd all night, kissgoodbye, and kept the sadness to himself."

"I feel that he must have been hiding in the house and crying secretly. When he came out to go to the toilet, I pretended to be a dog to tease him and he didn't even laugh."

I:……

I really want to ask him, what kind of image does your brother have in your heart, and the usual entertainment of the two of you is to pretend to be a dog for each other?

But the words turned into: "I'm sorry, I really didn't know Yi Yi would feel so uncomfortable."

Yi Jun asked me: "You really don't like my brother? Not at all?"

I thought for a long time before telling him: "I might like your brother a little bit." But I'm not sure, Yi Yi is very good, but in my life so far, the thing I'm least proficient in is to like others.

I am happy to stay with Yi Yi, although we don't have much in common, but staying with Yi Yi is very comfortable, like lying under the covers and watching a movie on a rainy day.

The rain outside is gradually decreasing.

Yi Jun didn't reply to my message for a long time.

When I thought he would never reply, he sent me a voice message: "My brother said it's okay, you will fall in love with him completely one day."

I quickly asked him: "Did you show our chat records to your brother?"

Yi Jun took it for granted: "Yes, but brother Yang, isn't your focus a bit wrong?"

I said, "Whatever, you will show it to your brother anyway."

Yi Jun said: "I just showed my brother the record we just had, because I think my brother is really sad."

I was inexplicably a little angry, and I said, "I'm going to work."

Then I slumped on my seat, as if all the strength in my body had been taken away by someone.

It's one thing for me to tell Yi Jun, but it's another thing for Yi Yi to see it. This makes me feel a lot of pressure, as if falling in love with Yi Yi is a task I must complete.

It feels bad.

I made a cup of coffee, blew a few times, and drank it in one gulp, temporarily clearing my mind.

The small sword diagonally held his mobile phone whose corners had been scratched off like a treasure. The expression on his face was very tense, and the already crowded facial features were more intimately squeezed together.

I leaned my head on the back of the chair. Today's rain made the only remaining rose plant on the windowsill that had withstood the test of the scorching sun glow with vitality.

The leaves seem to be greener.

There seems to be one more flower bud.

I smiled, hoping that this rose can survive this summer smoothly.