rebirth of wrong love farewell

The light sunshine covered the green lawn of the playground, and the warm autumn atmosphere permeated among the lush grass.

On the red plastic runway, girls in twos and threes gathered under the tree to chat about common topics.But the boy was attracted by the little basketball, and he released his masculine enthusiasm in the snatching, swaying the sweat on his forehead.

For senior high school students who can only take one physical education class a week, this is undoubtedly a good time to relax, and the physical education teacher also let everyone move freely from the beginning.

As soon as Liang Nuo sat on the railing of the rostrum, his feet dangled leisurely in the air, feeling the fragrance of grass mixed with the breeze, soaking up the warmth of autumn.

He looked to the left side of the playground, it was Lan Youruo's Literary Class 1, but at the moment there was a group of people surrounding it, it seemed that a boy was confessing his love to a girl.

As for the girl who was confessed to, heh, Liang Nuo looked at it playfully, wondering if that girl would kick him when she got impatient, and give that boy an unforgettable memory.

Lan Youruo was surrounded by the classmates who watched the excitement in the class. Although she knew that they were just watching and booing, she looked at this guy who was said to be a top student in front of her, and she felt extremely irritable.

Her eyes flickered with displeasure, but the corners of her mouth curled up in a seductive arc.The more disgusted she felt, the more seductive her smile became, like a harmless but very deceptive piranha, calmly disguising her aggressive side.

As time passed, the air slowly flowed among the crowd, carrying an invisible and depressing tranquility.The students who were shouting vigorously together gradually felt something was wrong, the enthusiasm gradually dissipated, and finally stopped the sharp shouting by coincidence.All eyes were on the two parties involved.

Lan Youruo's cold eyes stared at the boy kneeling on one knee in front of him. He held a red rose in his hand that represented fiery love. The handsome face meets the standard of the prince charming in the minds of all fantasy girls.

She walked over slowly, brushed the roses that were burning like fire in his hands, and put one of them in front of her eyes with her tender white fingers. Wrinkled delicate nose.

Holding the thornless flower branch tightly, she suddenly smiled charmingly at the boy kneeling on the ground waiting for a reply, but mercilessly slapped the flower symbolizing love to his face.

Amid the exclamation of the crowd, the red blood-stained petals flew from the air and slowly fell towards the ground.A reddish mark with a little swelling slowly protruded from the boy's handsome cheek.

The young boy stood up angrily. He was a sensitive, face-saving and unbearable age. Being humiliated in front of everyone, everyone looked at him strangely, and the tingling pain on his face made him feel angry. The emotions became more violent, and the carefully wrapped bouquet in his hand was crumpled vigorously by him.

With reddened eyes, he shouted angrily with the remaining rationality: "Lan Youruo, even if you don't like me, you shouldn't treat me like this. I'm not a pestering person. If you don't give me an explanation today, Don't even think about it."

Lan Youruo raised his head, ignored the whispers around him, and said to him with a sarcasm on the corner of his mouth: "I'm afraid that you will be too gentle, and you will become a bitch."

With her hands crossed in front of her chest, under the vast blue sky, the girl standing on the red runway spoke casually with the chill of sea water freezing in the iceberg layer: "You took the initiative to come up to seek abuse, don't smoke You, I'm sorry for your affection. Do you really think I'll be polite?"

The boy who lost his mind threw the handful of flaming roses on Lan Youruo's face in front of everyone's eyes.

Those rosy petals break free from the pink flower paper like butterflies, fluttering and undulating in a wider world, spinning and flying all the way, drifting in the air with the sad love of God .

When the girl who had been on guard secretly was about to kick the ruined bouquet away, she inadvertently caught the blue figure out of the corner of her eye, and silently retracted her slender legs, calmly and calmly amidst the increasingly noisy crowd. He continued to stand in the middle of the sound, calmly looking at the insane confessor, his eyes were shining with a cruel and bloodthirsty light at the moment.

When a young boy is ruthlessly rejected by the same excellent girl at this age of obsessive love, it will undoubtedly cause a major blow to the heart of the first love, or lose his soul, or sing in tears. There is a kind of love called let go.But no matter what, the scene of the confession being rejected will remain in the deepest part of my heart forever.That represents the most beautiful and happiest story about secret love and first love.

But not every boy can let it go with ease. The confessor who can't bear it loses his mind, the kind of madness that destroys the beauty, and makes him fall from the prince that a girl is looking forward to to the devil of the abyss.

As soon as Liang Nuo pushed away the crowd, he quickly pulled the troublemaker into his arms and backed away. The attacker flew past their eyes with the unique fragrance of roses.Liang Nuoyi shielded the girl in his arms behind him, and said to the loser in a low voice with displeasure: "Even if she did go too far, as a boy, don't you think what you did just now was even more gossip? Girls have the right to make their own choices."

The boy looked at their intimacy and asked, "What's your relationship?"

"What does it have to do with you!" Liang Nuoyi's tone revealed the indifference of an outsider.

The two boys confronted each other, and the atmosphere at the scene became more and more dull, as if frozen.The students watching held their breath unconsciously, for fear of missing the upcoming action blockbuster.

But at the moment when the trigger was on the verge, a girl's clear and bell-like voice sounded outside the arena: "The teacher is here."

As if they had done something bad, except for the three parties, the rest of the people looked towards the place where the sound came from. Sure enough, the physical education teacher from class two was walking towards this side.

Although they knew that they had nothing to do with themselves, seeing the teacher in such a situation, some innocent high school students couldn't help but feel a little guilty and dispersed one after another.But from the corner of his eye, he watched the subsequent development of those three people.

The injured boy obviously didn't want to escalate the situation, after all, the more outstanding the student, the more he worried.However, he couldn't swallow the greatest humiliation he had suffered in his life.

He stared at Lan Youruo fiercely, and finally walked away before the teacher arrived.

Liang Nuoyi took the girl who was still hating him to the base of a shameful tree, looked at Le Xinyao who was walking towards them and said with a smile, "Thank you just now, monitor."

Le Xinyao looked at Lan Youruo curiously, looked at Liang Nuoyi and said, "I just called the teacher when I saw something was wrong here, are you all right?"

Looking at the backs of the two teachers leaving, Liang Nuo shook his head and said, "It's okay." Afterwards, seeing the girl's refreshing appearance, the ponytail was raised high, just like her pride.

"Squad leader, your friend is still waiting for you there, you go back first. I'll go back when the assembly is over." Liang Nuoyi reminded this confused girl.

Le Xinyao turned her head and found that they were all looking at this side, their soft cheeks were as bright red as if the honey-colored rouge had fainted.She waved at them, and then said: "Then I'll go back first." After finishing speaking, she ran to her friends.The bundle of ponytails swayed around her waist, carrying the youthful vigor of a girl.

Lan Youruo saw his eyes watching her go back, shifted his eyes to the girl, felt her innocence, and said, "You like her!"

Liang Nuo raised his head and looked at the blue sky and white clouds that were different from his previous life, and his tone was full of confusion: "I used to like it. But she has her life trajectory and her pursuit of happiness."

"Hypocrisy." Lan Youruo directly gave him a definition.

Shrugging helplessly, Liang Nuo lifted the subject and said, "The one you disfigured today seems to be called Sun Wen, and his family seems to be quite rich."

Lan Youruo walked towards the rostrum, and said in a long and clear tone: "Will you watch me being persecuted?"

This woman, Liang Nuo thought in his heart, is really a genius.

He walked beside her and said: "On the surface, he doesn't dare to act recklessly, but secretly he will make some dirty tricks."

"Then, tell me to be careful in the future, or take me home every day?" Lan Youruo turned her eyes to look at his profile, she could see through everyone's heart, but she couldn't see through his.

Liang Nuo smiled lightly and continued her next words: "Then, finally one day, we were surrounded by a group of hooligans. I showed my power, and you secretly agreed, and started a love like a prince and Cinderella."

Lan Youruo pursed her lips lightly and smiled, her eyes glowed like jewels.

She laughed: "Do you think I'm a woman who can easily fall in love with others?"

Liang Nuo looked at her, shook his head and chuckled, "There is no man in this world who can conquer you."

"Including you?" Lan You asked lightly with her jade-like index finger on her forehead, tilting her head.

"It's a pity that I'm a boy now." Liang Nuoyi stood on the steps, looking at the young girl who was flying away like a feather in front of him, he knew that she would not stay for any man.

Lan You looked at him thoughtfully, quickly climbed up the railing, sat on it, gently covered the back of his hand, and said, "Do you like men?"

men?Liang Nuoyi also climbed up and sat next to her, with his feet crossed and shaking.He said: "Men have never liked it, and women don't like it now. It's the same kind of person as you."

There was a strange flash in Lan Youruo's eyes, as if suddenly one day someone mysteriously told her that she was not human.

She asked, "What kind of person am I?" Her heart jumped inexplicably. She wanted him to say it, but she didn't want him to say it.Conflict is always a woman's nature of duplicity.

Looking at the distant sky, the memory seems to travel back to the previous life, that miserable life.His eyes were a little misty and wandering, and he said in a trance: "You are, a woman who hates men from the bottom of her heart. You hate their touch, even the most ordinary hand-to-hand gift. But you yearn for a kind of warmth The relationship is between love and friendship. You hate everything related to sex. But you are stupidly willing to put down the inherent principles and bottom line in order to retain that nostalgia, and want to love a woman. But you are That same stupid stubborn woman refuses."

"Although the person you mentioned is not me, I'm curious, what do you know? It's about me." Lan Youruo looked at him solemnly.

"You're scared." Liang Nuoyi sighed, "I always thought you were an absolute platonic lover. It wasn't until you disturbed my life that I realized that I was the one who had pure platonic love."

Lan Youruo's eyes were full of doubts: "Are you a future person? Otherwise, don't use this tone of voice to decide a person's future fate. I do have a serious obsession with body cleanliness. But, I know, what you said It must not happen, even if I fall in love with a woman in the future, I will never, definitely will not beg that person." She said firmly, with an unknown gleam in her eyes.

Liang Nuo looked at her and said with a happy smile: "Yes, you will not be that kind of person, never again."

The assembly whistle sounded in the distance, and they looked at each other with each other's persistence.