long love story

He said to him sourly: "Yo, you didn't give me a hug just now, but you have another idea. The person who wants to snatch me can be your son-in-law?"

Shang Shu gave me a white look, and retorted: "What's this mess, can't you afford such a little bit of jealousy? I want my two precious daughters to have more fathers, and they all recognize the three of you as godfathers." In the future, when they go out, see who dares to underestimate and bully them, how majestic and domineering the four fathers are."

Wen Qing was also willing to recognize his daughter as goddaughter to us, but we couldn't refuse our kindness, so we agreed and sealed a small red envelope to the two daughters.

Shang Shu asked my brother to name the two daughters, but my brother refused: "The parents should choose the child's name, how can I overwhelm the host?"

The Shangshu was not forgiving, "You don't have to choose the name, but you must choose two small characters, and you will call it more intimate in the future."

Gu Wen also chimed in, saying: "Ping Si, just choose a small character, it doesn't get in the way."

My elder brother propped his elbows on the backrest of the chair, dragged his head with his palms, tilted his head and thought for a while, and then said: "I remember Shi Hao's "Taiqing Dance" has a line: "Linglong wears neon clothes, but has her own flute." Shao Suibu.', how about using 'Linglong' and 'Huanpei' as small characters?"

Wen Qing liked it very much, and said: "When I was in school, I also read this piece of "Taiqing Dance". I just took these two small characters. The body is light and graceful, and I like it."

On weekdays, I know most of the stories of the poems and dictionaries he said. Even if I don’t remember them as clearly as he does, I still have a strong impression. But this "Taiqing Dance" is very unfamiliar. I smiled and said: "Whoa!" I majored in classical literature for two years, and I didn’t know there was such an article.” In front of everyone, I bent down and put my arms around his neck, raised my eyebrows and pretended to be jealous, and said, “Is there anything in your belly? How many famous allusions are there? You still hide so much ink and don’t let me dip it in. If someone who doesn’t know is present, they will think that you are the one who studied ancient literature.”

He said modestly: "Since ancient times, there have been a vast number of famous books, poems and songs. I have only read a few of them. How can they be as powerful as you said."

"In short, I can't match your knowledge."

Shangshu came over, pulled me away with a smile, and said, "Don't be discouraged. As the saying goes, there is a specialization in art. If you work hard to read all the books in the future, are you afraid of falling behind Pingsi?"

The ancient prose also joined in the fun, "That's right, Sun Zhu said, 'I have read three hundred Tang poems by heart, and I can chant poems even if I can't compose them'. You should read more and memorize more."

Of course, we will attend the full moon banquet of our two daughters, but during the banquet, my brother excused himself to leave several times, saying that he was sick to his stomach, and came as soon as he went. Going out again, I followed behind him. I wanted to stop him and ask him if it was okay, but I didn't know that he answered the phone at the end of the corridor. The voice was so low that I couldn't hear what he said, and his expression was dark. Not very good, I hung up after a few words in a hurry.

Back at the table, I didn't ask him, and he didn't say anything. He just kept some things from me, and everything looked as usual, but the bad feeling was getting stronger and stronger in my heart.

The person who said he had an upset stomach didn’t know how to refuse the toasts from Shang Shu and the other people at the same table after returning to the table. After drinking two or three glasses, his cheeks gradually turned red. No, but what made him want to get drunk so much?

Seeing him standing up to receive the wine offered by others, his body was so light and unsteady, I got up to support him, greeted Gu Wen, and took him out to find a quiet room for him to rest.

"An Qing, I want to go home."

As soon as I took him into the rest room, he squinted his eyes and looked around, and found that this is not our home, so he begged me to take him home, his eyes were a bit sad.

When I got home, I put him on the bed and fetched water to wipe his face.He said that his head hurt a little, which was a sign of drunkenness, and he went to a pharmacy outside and bought him "hangover soup" and coaxed him to drink it before taking off his clothes and helping him to lie down until he fell asleep Finally, I went out to wash up.

I was lying beside him, and just as I was about to reach out to turn off the light, he came to hold my hand.

I thought he had already fallen asleep, and I couldn't help asking in surprise, "Why are you still awake?"

"Haven't slept yet." He was still drunk and couldn't speak clearly. He paused and said, "Open it, I want to see you."

What exactly is going on?I feel more and more restless.

"An Qing." He called me.

"Well, I'm here."

I turned towards him to face him, because I was a little drunk, so my whole face was red, my palms were so warm that I was sweating, my red lips were slightly parted, I was too close to him, and I could smell the aroma of wine exhaled by him , the eyes are half-opened and half-closed, and the glances are even more charming and seductive.

My mouth was dry and my whole body was hot. I propped up my upper body and stroked his hair with my hands. My throat was hoarse, and I begged softly in his ear: "Pingsi, I...I want to kiss you."

"it is good."

I sucked and coveted his softness and sweetness, luring him, my lips moved bit by bit on his earlobe and neck, although we have never done it before, but I know this is his sensitive forbidden area.

I already had the reaction I should have, put my body close to his, rubbed and scratched lightly to relieve the passion/desire.

The seven emotions and six desires are the most difficult to satisfy.

"Pingsi, I..." My eyes were red, wishing I could peel him clean.

"I said that as long as it's you, I can't refuse."

So all the cumbersomeness and restraints were removed, he put his hand on my back, raised his head and kissed me actively, how could a person who had already fallen in love with him, be able to withstand his provocation like this, he bullied himself and pressed down, and the words he was about to say All the mellow voices were silenced.

The things in the drawer that I bought a long time ago but have been placed for too long or even forgotten, finally came into use again.

Ten fingers intertwined and rubbed back and forth, gasping for breath, dripping sweat on his forehead, and refused to let him go, chest pressed chest, legs crossed legs, giving and satisfying each other.

After crossing the hurdle in his heart, he was out of control, and suppressed for too long, regardless of the strength and length of time, he fell into a coma.

23.

After returning home from class in the afternoon, I passed by the cake shop and bought two tiramisu for him. It was when he was making out the night before that he suddenly said he wanted to eat it.

When I entered the room, I saw him talking on the phone with his back facing him. He didn't hear me making such a big noise, and couldn't help muttering in his heart, "Who are you calling?" .

I took out the tiramisu and originally planned to bring it in for him, but suddenly I heard him speak. It was the first time I heard him quarreling with someone in so many years.

Holding the phone in his hand, he was trembling with anger, "Dad, do you really have to say this? I said I won't go back, and you decided to make this marriage privately without asking for my opinion. Who agreed with you to do this? Anyone who wants to get married will go. Anyway, this is how I have been in my life... You know what I mean, but you still keep it from other girls. When did you become like this? despicable..."

Engagement... It turns out that he has been unhappy recently, and he looks preoccupied, but he has already been engaged in his hometown.

……

"Don't say anything cruel about cutting off the relationship between father and son. If you hide someone's girl in someone else's house, this kind of deception is a fraudulent marriage, and this kind of fraudulent marriage is despicable. You don't accept the matter between me and An Qing That's all, then it should be okay for us to stay far away and not come in your eyes? Cut off the relationship, since you have already made up your mind, then I will be an unfilial son once, and I will never be father and son with you again. I don't ask about things, and you don't need to worry about my life!"

……

Both father and son were angry, and neither would let the other go. He even said that his father was too despicable, and that what his father did was a villain's behavior.

There is no overnight feud between father and son, but now that we have reached this point, how wrong are we?Unexpectedly, there is no half forgiveness and acceptance.The breakup between their father and son was all caused by me. I really don’t know what kind of feeling it is like. I have lost all the courage to go up to him and hug him. I don’t know what to say if I want to say something comforting. What, I have no idea at all.

In recent days, he has been depressed and gloomy because of these things.

The invisible pressure has been doubled, and my sins have also increased.

Sleepless and speechless all night, just hug him and give him the warmth and tranquility he wants.

The next morning was the same as usual, planning to go out one after the other, he went to work, and I went to school.Before the door was completely closed, his phone rang suddenly and hurriedly in the silence. It was as sharp as a knife cutting through a piece of quiet and soft satin, and it made people feel heartbroken. tight.

His face was ashen, and the tears could not be kept from his eyelashes, which flowed all over his face.

What happened?I dare not ask, afraid that under the torn piece of satin is the [-]th level of hell that we will never recover from, my heart can't help but miss the beating beat and fall to a lower level.

But no matter how hard I try to avoid asking the truth, the truth will come to my door and penetrate into my heart, leaving my heart full of holes. what a sin.

"An...Qing...no...dead...dead." His voice was broken, and he couldn't finish his sentence, full of remorse.

Uncle Zhou is dead...

I went back with him, along with Shangshu and Guwen.He stood in front of the coffin in sackcloth and filial piety, and I secretly took a look at it from a far away place, not daring to get close, and not daring to be discovered by others. I will never be able to enter that house again. I'm afraid I can't redeem it anymore.

Uncle Zhou said before his death that if he was alive, Zhou Pingsi would not even think about stepping into the Zhou family's gate again. It really came true. Now that he has returned home, Uncle Zhou is really gone.

On the night when Uncle Zhou heard that my elder brother would rather break off the father-son relationship with him than look back, he broke the taboo in a fit of anger, and used alcohol to relieve his sorrows. It relapsed, and after several hours of rescue, it was ineffective in the end, so it was gone.

I watched from a distance, but I never saw Aunt Zhou's figure, and my heart became a little tense. At night, Gu Wen came back to the hotel, sighed and said, "Pingsi's mother has fallen ill."

I have caused him so far—father died, mother got sick, family was destroyed.

Hearing the description in the ancient text, Uncle Zhou's remains were not peaceful, with a look of pain and pain, and he must have suffered a lot of pain and torture when he died.How can you not be tortured?The precious son he raised by himself no longer listened to him, and would rather have outsiders than them. This alone was enough for him to die in pain.

The sense of guilt piled up in my heart, and I didn't know whether to regret it or what to do?Lost and helpless made me less and less able to see hope and future.

I have been with him in the hospital all the time, but I have never entered the ward. When I saw his family members, I hid away from them.

In just a few days, he was so emaciated that his face was as pale as white paper, and he was as thin as a wisp of smoke.

Looking in through the crack of the door, Aunt Zhou is no longer as round, thick and fat as before, nor is she gentle and kind.A pair of pupils were deeply sunken into the eye sockets, the skin on the cheeks was slack, the cheekbones were high and protruding, the eyes were slack and the energy was not good, the breathing was uneven, and the hand holding the heart was even more emaciated.The cousin who used to be radiant is no longer what she used to be.

After taking a good look at it, he left again, feeling uncomfortable and having no strength on his feet, as if stepping into a cotton ball, without a solid feeling.

Uncle Zhou's first seven days, he had to go home to burn incense and paper to pray.

It has been seven days since Uncle Zhou passed away, and he has never slept or eaten a good meal in the past seven days.When he came to visit me in the hotel after burning his first seven days, he saw Zhou Pingsi who had lost weight several times, looked haggard and lifeless, and felt so uncomfortable that life would be worse than death.She pulled him into her arms, pinned him down on the bed, and forced him to sleep. Even if he couldn't sleep, it would be good for his body to close his eyes and rest for a while.

In the dead of night, send him back to the hospital.Unfortunately, he has been avoiding meeting his family all this time, but unexpectedly meets his cousin.The cousin didn't bother to look at me any more, and dragged him straight into the ward.

"He's been here these days?"

I kept guarding outside the ward, not daring to leave. I squinted through the open door and looked in. My cousin was looking at him with a serious face, but she pointed to the door.

The person with his back to me could no longer lie or hide, he just nodded his head a little.

"Pingsi!...My uncle is already out of anger because of you and He Anqing, but you still brought him here. Are you trying to make him unhappy? Or are you trying to make him feel uneasy? What is He Anqing going to do? What's the good? Let you disobey your parents again and again, do you really know if you understand that all this is caused by him. "

……

Aunt Zhou already knew that I was outside the door. She turned her eyes and looked at me. I didn't have the courage to look at her at all, so I slowly buried my head and stared at the white floor tile in front of me. The floor tile reflected my weakness. shadow.

The house leak happens to rain all night, and I know things are getting worse.

Aunt Zhou cried bitterly, "What crime did I do? Give birth to you bastard. What do you want to do? You might as well just kill me."

……

"Where is the daughter of the Ou family not worthy of you? And what is not as good as him? Or do you think your father's death is not enough? You will be happy if you die together with me, right? He was entangled with each other, and even brought him back. What is so good about him? What ecstasy did he eat for you? You can’t leave him like that? Look... look at what our family has become now Look? See what you have become again? Get out... get out... just treat me as a heartless thing I have raised for 30 years..."

……

I leaned my back against the wall, squatted down against the wall, and buried my face in my palms. The coldness of the wall penetrated into my heart bit by bit through my clothes.

In the ward, Aunt Zhou was already crying and distraught.

He came out from inside, and the shadow was entangled with mine on the ground. I slowly stood up from the ground again, with tears on my face, and smiled at him, an ugly smile.

I trembled and wanted to hold his hand, but I still raised it up a little bit halfway, turned around to pull his arm, and took him to the stairwell. He didn't even look at me from the beginning to the end.

The dark sky, the half-dark lights, the dim eyes, I know we are going to be separated...

After a long silence, he raised his eyes full of mist, and finally he was willing to look at me, and said with difficulty: "An Qing...I...we..."

But it was clear to me that he couldn't speak at all.

"Let's... separate."

It has come to such a point, I can't force him to speak out first, he is kind, this is too cruel for him, to be a "bad person" can only be done by me.

"An Qing..."

"I was too selfish in the past, and I was always reluctant to let go. Now... I have caused your father to die and your mother to be ill. What I owe you... I'm afraid I won't be able to pay it back."

"……you are right……"

"Brother... I'm sorry, I finally... still failed you."

This year he is 30 years old and I am 20 years old.

Since that day we parted, we no longer contact or see each other.

He came back later, quit his job, and returned home.When I got home at night, I saw that some of his favorite little things in the room were gone. I opened the closet and saw that there were also a few clothes missing, so I knew he was back, but... he left again.

Sadness and loneliness crowded my heart to the brim, and I couldn't find any other way to vent it except crying bitterly.

He just took away a few thick clothes, most of which he didn't take away, and stayed at home. The winter in the north is much colder than in the south.I went to the supermarket to buy a few large luggage bags, took all his clothes out of the closet, and took his shoes out of the shoe cabinet, putting clothes in one bag and shoes in another.I turned around and went back to the bedroom to look for the silk handkerchief in the desk drawer, which still contained the two pieces of red thread. I unfolded it with trembling hands, and seeing the two bright red threads, my eyes were stabbed with pain. I hesitated... Should I give it to you? He sent a piece of it.

In the end, I took a piece out, wrapped it in the small glove box he usually used, put it in the luggage bag of his clothes, packed it, sealed it, pasted his address and name, took it to the post office, and remitted it all to him. .

After doing this, I went back home and slept under the blanket. When I woke up, it was already the first day of the night.

Get up and go to the kitchen to cook a bowl of noodles casually, put it on the small coffee table in the living room, turn on the small incandescent lamp above the head, the noodles are extremely unpalatable.

I raise my head habitually, wanting to call someone to cook me a new bowl, but...how can there be him?There was nothing in the house, only to find that the whole house was empty and quiet, as long as it was his things, whether it was toothbrush or socks, they were packed and sent to him.

I heard the sound of my heart breaking slowly, and I could no longer act as if nothing had happened. Tears flowed down my cheeks, dripping onto the back of my hand, dripping onto the chopsticks, dripping into the noodle bowl...Take a deep breath , Enduring the discomfort in my heart, I finished the bowl of noodles that had already cooled down.

He made atonement for his sins.

Wrap up your clothes, open the door and go to the street to see the snow blowing, maybe it will be better. There are workers working overtime on the road to hang red lanterns on the magnolia light poles on both sides.

It turns out that the cycle of the year has returned to the end, and it will be the New Year so soon.

He paid the rent here for a year, and I can take advantage of him again and continue to live in this house until next summer. If I move out now, I have no place to live, and the school can't allocate a dormitory. Come on, you have to wait until next year when you register for the new school year, and then pay the accommodation fee and live in the school.

Then, the house was withdrawn and completely moved out.

Two or three days before the New Year, Gu Wen came to me and asked me to go back to Suzhou with him for the New Year. I knew he was worried about me being here alone, so I reassured him and said, "Is there still an adult here?"

In fact, I didn't want to go anywhere, and I didn't want to eat anything. I was in a bad mood, so why bother to force a smile in front of others.

24.

On New Year's Eve, in the afternoon, the whole housing area was filled with the smell of food.

Perhaps the sense of taste was seduced, and I also took advantage of the atmosphere of the Chinese New Year to cook myself a meal, three dishes and one soup, and went to the supermarket to buy two bottles of cocktails. This is the most I have eaten these days A decent meal.

Eating alone was really tasteless, so I went to the kitchen and took out another pair of bowls and chopsticks, and placed them empty in front of me, imagining that the person was still there.Recalling the scene of us having New Year’s Eve dinner together in previous years, I forced myself to believe that the person sitting opposite me would still serve me food and serve me soup, and if the soup was too hot, he would specifically remind me to be careful Don't burn my mouth, then I happily raised the corners of my lips, put my head down and put the rice into my mouth, and said to myself: "My cooking is not as good as yours, you just eat more, and you all say In order to raise you fat for nothing, how come you are still so thin, I am not a qualified lover."

Then obviously there was no response, but I would still fantasize about him sitting across from me and smiling gently at me.Continuing to bury his head and dare not lift it up, he took a chopstick of green vegetables to the opposite bowl, and said: "Ever since I knew my name had the word 'green' in it, I have liked eating green vegetables for some reason, Give you more vitamins to supplement chlorophyll."

It has been like this all the time, holding chopsticks and chopsticks to the bowl, prying off the lid of the cocktail, pouring a glass, and drinking it by myself, knowing that he doesn’t drink much, so he said to the non-existent him: “Where is the wine, It's not your share, don't be angry with me and don't ignore me."

He drank too fast and too hard, bent down and coughed for a while, his eyes were sprayed with coughing, he straightened up after a while, propped his hands on the dining table, he couldn't pretend to be invisible anymore, and finally set his eyes on the one opposite The bowl was filled with a whole bowl of vegetables unknowingly, the chopsticks were still in the same state as before, and no one had touched them at all. I felt so sad for a while, and I couldn't help crying because of grievance.

I just want to be with you, why... is it so difficult?

It was too boring, and I was afraid that I couldn't bear it, so I went out and bought a deck of playing cards in the supermarket and came back.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed by myself, shuffling and shuffling the playing cards, imagining the handsome gamer's dealing moves on TV, and learning the skill of knowing the bottom of the cards by touching them .After playing for a while, I lost the point and felt bored, so I started to play the small game of stacking tractors that I played with the dean when I was young.

"When I was young, I only knew how to play this game. It's obviously very simple, but the dean still praised me for being smart. You said... am I really smart? It seems that you have praised me like this before. Can you praise me again today? Me once?" I stroked the center of my eyebrows with my hand, closed my eyes and thought: "Uh...you just praise me for being good-looking, okay?"

……

The room was silent and there was no sound of people.

Thinking of my biological mother's superb skills in painting, is it possible that I can learn it by myself without a teacher?I took a pen and tried to draw his portrait on paper, but apart from being able to write the three characters "Zhou Pingsi", I couldn't draw any of his appearance and sex at all.

Lying on the bed, huddled together, when the two of us slept together, I always felt that the bed was too narrow and not wide enough.

Now I sleep alone, there is too much space left, and everywhere I touch is icy cold, I sighed: "So this bed is so wide." Those who rolled around were not afraid of rolling out of the bed, and got up. He took out the pillow he used to sleep on from the cabinet and put it side by side with his own.He continued to lie down and tossed and turned, flipped onto his pillow, buried his nose in it, and took a deep breath. There was still the smell of shampoo from his hair on it, which smelled nice.Reaching up and wrapping his pillow hard around his face, it was the only thing that still smelled of him.

It is agreed to play poker to keep the year old, and it is agreed to sleep well when you are tired from tossing and turning.However, thinking about people when I see things, thinking about people when I smell them, all the things I did before were in vain, and the lovesickness came up bit by bit, like a tide flooded my heart.

I really miss him.

Crying and crying, he took out his mobile phone and turned to his number. It seemed that he had looked at that number for countless times, and he still dared not dial it.

Sleeping hazily, awakened by the phone ringing under the pillow, I reached down and took it out.

"I'm sorry to wake you up..." he said.

"I'm still awake, how about you?" I asked.

"nor."

"Is Aunt Zhou okay..."

"Fortunately, she is already asleep."

"Then... are you okay?"

"An Qing..."

"elder brother……"

The two sides were silent, holding the mobile phone to listen to each other's breathing and choking, and kept talking like this. It took a long time until the mobile phone ran out of battery before hanging up automatically.

Such a gentle person is willing to let me be pierced by thousands of arrows again.

Collapsing as if being hollowed out, she fell on the bed, clutching the red thread tightly in her hand, the sky...why isn't it light yet?

I remembered that poem: "When there is a limit to the ends of the world, there is only endless love."

In February and March in Yangchun, the grass and water are the same color.

The four members of Shangshu's family, Guwen and I, got together for a rare spring outing to Xiangshan Temple.

Being with them is more or less relaxed, and teasing the two babbling twins adds a lot of fun.

Along the way, the ancient texts said that he would not return to Suzhou if he was beaten to death, and that he was forced to marry by his parents after a year after going back, which is really annoying.

Of course, Shang Shu would not let go of this opportunity, so he had to make fun of him to death.

Everyone in the group has their own concerns, and there are endless things to say. When they asked me how I spent the Chinese New Year, I told them everything, without hiding or hiding.

"I used to think that our table of 'Mahjong' would never lose one of three, but I didn't expect it..."

Before Shang Shu finished expressing his emotions, Gu Wen elbowed him, raised his eyes to look at me, and reprimanded Shang Shu: "You really don't think it's messy enough, right?"

I pretended not to hear or see, and to ignore them.

On the way back, Shang Shu asked me what my plans would be for my senior year, and without even thinking about it, I replied to him and told him to take one step at a time.

Shangshu said that if I don’t want to go to the company arranged by the school for an internship, he can ask me to find a better company to let me do the internship. I really didn’t want to think about it, so I declined his kindness. If you don't have the heart to make plans, let's finish the junior year first.

Gu Wen saw that I had no intention of planning a job, so he said: "Why don't you take the postgraduate entrance examination, and now you can concentrate on reviewing. If you pass the entrance examination, you will continue to study after graduating from university next year."

Gu Wen's proposal made me a little bit moved. I don't care if I can't go to graduate school. I just want to find something I like to do to keep myself busy, so that I won't be able to spare extra thoughts on lovesickness.

Guwen asked me where I was going to take the exam, and I said I was going to take the exam in our school, and he and Shangshu's face became unwell, and I laughed helplessly.

Suddenly I remembered what my brother said before: "I trapped you within a radius of tens of miles."

Appears to be trapped.

25.

This year's college entrance examination produced another wonderful essay, which was written in classical Chinese. It described the relationship and intimacy between the two in a delicate and vivid way. Unfortunately, the examinee was not very good at restraint, so he wrote another version of "Jin Ping Mei" vividly. , so this examinee is not as lucky as me. No matter how good the writing is, the examiner will give zero points without mercy.

Various media newspapers rushed to publish reports and interviews, causing an uproar.

I don’t know who made up my composition three years ago, and someone found out my original composition at that time and compared it with this year’s so-called new version of "Jin Ping Mei". I really didn’t get angry Die in class.

There are students from other places in the class. They don’t know about that matter. They hear a little truth here, and get a little exaggerated rumors there. Ask for details.

Three years have passed, and I was unwilling to "show my face" to push him to the forefront of the storm. Now things have changed, and Yiren is not around, and it is even more impossible to re-reveal the things involving him, so I keep my mouth shut. When it comes to composition, the uninformed classmates will not say a single word.

Recalling that time when he was still wearing a small vest and sneaking into the post with other people chasing the wind, thinking of his reply "Three thousand green bunches and a drop of blood, every inch of longing lovesickness." Apart from sighing silently, nothing else Unable to speak.

It is hard to expect when we will see each other again, and the north and the south are separated by thousands of miles.

A girl in my class recently confessed to me that she wanted to be together, but before she could start fantasizing, I woke her up by pouring cold water on her.

She came to the library to look for me with my original text, and I said to her: "Don't ask any questions, I can only tell you, since you have already read this article I wrote three years ago, then don't take your youth away. If you waste it on someone like me, I already have someone in my heart, so I won't take another look at you."

She asked me what the man looked like.

I replied: "Elegant and refined, gentle as jade."

She looked stunned, which is understandable, after all, those who study ancient literature know that these two words mostly describe men.

I don't know what will happen after she understands it, but it doesn't matter anymore.

Fortunately, I didn't hear any bad rumors later, maybe she is different from others, she doesn't tell tales, I admire her very much for this, and feel a little bit guilty for her.

I don't want to think too much about other things, I just hope that the essay will be turned over as soon as possible. I don't want to be exposed to any privacy. After all, compared with three years ago, the Internet has developed a lot, and society has become a lot more complicated.

When the rent was due, I contacted the landlord and returned the house to them. I packed up my things and moved in with Gu Wen temporarily.When I registered for senior year, I paid the dormitory fee, and suddenly had to live on campus, which was embarrassing for the college. Finally, I checked in the software engineering college that a small number of senior interns had already moved to the internship place. Finally a bed was vacated for me.

It’s the first time to live on campus, and the people who live with me are not from the same college. Everything is very strange, so we need to get in touch with each other slowly and get to know each other slowly.After living with the other two engineering students in the dormitory for two months, I got to know them a lot.But because of different births and different majors, a lot of jokes are often made, and when talking with them, they are not on the same line as if they jumped the channel.They always joked that I was too genteel to look like an ancient nerd, that people could already smell the sour smell of poverty in the corridors, and that I was much more rigid than law school students when picking out words.

Anyway, I live in the dormitory of the Software Engineering Institute as a liberal arts student. In the words of an engineering student, I describe it as: "This person is simply a wonderful flower."

When my two roommates knew that I gave up my internship and focused on preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination, they all said that I lived in the right place, "We go to work for an internship during the day, and it will be good for you to review if you are not in the dormitory."

After a short stay of nearly a month, it is indeed the case.

In the blink of an eye, it was Mid-Autumn Festival again. The two roommates in the dormitory were going to participate in the Mid-Autumn Festival dance in their internship unit. They got up early to dress and wash their hair and began to dress up. They took photos in the mirror next to the closet. I also felt that the corners of the shoes were not clean enough, and I was not satisfied anyway. Finally, I finally opened the door and walked out when I felt that the shoes were shiny.

Seeing that they spent the whole morning dressing themselves up beautifully, I couldn't help but want to laugh, shook my head and sighed with a smile: "Two people who are usually slovenly will also spend time to toss themselves."

We made an appointment to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival together, but Gu Wen wanted to attend the company’s Mid-Autumn Festival party. Shang Shu took Wen Qing and Linglong Huanpei to her natal home three days ago, and I’m afraid I won’t be able to come back as promised. In the end—it seems that I’m still alone pass.

The moon of Mid-Autumn Festival is like every year, big and round.Walking on the street, it was supposed to be a reunion day, but there was no one to talk to me. I couldn't help feeling sad and lonely. Thinking of the person I like, I stopped and looked at the north to comfort my loneliness.

Sitting on the wooden chair by the side of the road, I lowered my eyes to look at the red line in my hand, it was also a dim section under the bright moonlight, thinking carefully about the past, the original promise "May we grow old hand in hand in this life and this life. " wish, everything...is like a dream.I remembered Su Dongpo's "Moon on the West River"-the world is a big dream, and life has been cool in autumn.At night, the wind and leaves are already singing in the corridor, look at the brows and temples.The wine is cheap and there are few customers, and the moonlight is often hindered by clouds.Who will share the lonely light during the Mid-Autumn Festival, and look to the north sadly.

My heart is so sad...

How can people not get sick if they eat whole grains?

One month before the postgraduate entrance examination, the temperature dropped sharply, and I already felt uncomfortable physically, but I didn't take it seriously because I thought I had strong resistance. I still reviewed day and night every day. The ancient saying said that I didn't want to die.

Half a month before the postgraduate entrance examination, on Saturday, the two roommates went out to have fun.

Gu Wen called me and asked me not to go to the cafeteria to eat, and wait for him to come and eat hot pot together.

I lay on the bed in a daze and waited for him. When he arrived, he knocked on the door of the dormitory and got up to open the door for him. As soon as he unlocked the door, he pushed the door open and entered. The strength was not as strong as a soft and weak person in Jiangnan should have.

With a "bang", I was caught off guard by the door and knocked into the sky, holding my forehead with my hands, tears streaming down my face in pain.

"Oh, my God, An Qing, are you okay?" He quickly helped me up and walked back to sit on the chair.

"Thanks to your old man, it is estimated that it will be disfigured. The door is rough and uneven, and there are a lot of sawdust."

He believed it was true and pulled my hand away from my forehead, leaned closer to see if I was hurt, and apologized hurriedly, shouting: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry... Come on, let me see Are you hurt?"

He stroked my forehead with his hand, and as soon as he covered it, he immediately cried out: "Why is it so hot?" Finally seeing my sickness clearly, he shouted: "Why is it so sick?"

I didn't bother to explain, so I casually said, "What a fuss, it's just a small cold." Then I stood up and pulled him out, "Didn't you say that you invited me to eat hot pot? Are you still leaving? Hurry up and come back, so I can review , the exam is coming soon, I don't have time to chat with you."

There was a lump of paste in his head, his legs went limp, and he sat down again as soon as he stood up.

"You still want to review after this virtue, don't you want to die?"

He saw my table and half of the bed were fully occupied by the review materials, and he probably wanted to light a fire and burn his heart.

I was dragged into the school hospital by him, and my temperature was taken, and it was 40 degrees. I was lucky not to let him slap me to death.

"Is this still a cold?! Are you trying to burn yourself into a fool?"

"You once again ruined the reserved image of Jiangnan Xiaosheng in my mind."

"Little ancestor, it's all like this, do you still have the heart to choke me?"

It was indeed a bad cold, and I didn't have the heart to talk to him, and I didn't have the energy to fight with him to win or lose. Let him count a lot by the side of the hospital bed. will shut up.

"If I hadn't paid you a salary today to come to you and wanted to give us a meal, would you have died of illness in that dormitory, and you would be reconciled to it when we found it and it stinks?"

"I always thought it was a small cold." I ate the food he bought and explained, "I also take medicine. Didn't you see Banlangen on my table just now? I can't afford to delay the exam soon."

"You're looking for smoking, right? I'm seriously ill, so I don't want to go to the hospital, and I just focus on studying, relying on eating Banlangen, that thing can be ass-worthy!"

Poof... "I beg you, don't tell me that you are from Gusu City in the future."

"He Anqing!" A lion roared, and finally became angry, "I'm serious, why are you talking about those useless things with me? Isn't it just for the postgraduate entrance examination? If you don't pass the exam this year, come back next year. If you don't There is nothing left to come back.”

How can I speak against him, eat with one heart and one mind, listen to his words and recuperate well.

In the middle of the night, he sent me back to the dormitory, served me with water and medicine, moved all the review materials on my bed to the table, and kept talking to himself: "I really regret that I proposed to you for the postgraduate entrance examination. Didn't you put yourself Are you going to die? If you are sick, you don’t know how to notify me, the monk?"

"I don't want you to worry, Brother Shangshu said he wants to pay for my postgraduate study, so I don't want you to worry about it anymore.