Like smoke, like a dream, suddenly, startled

A talented person is somewhat proud.

But he is different.

He draws very well, and sometimes his paintings will reveal an aura of looking down on the world, and sometimes they will make people feel warm and elegant.It can not only describe the beauty of mountains and rivers, but also describe the tranquility and comfort of small bridges and flowing water.

I have known him for three years, and he has always been neither arrogant nor arrogant, nor impatient.

When he is free, he sits in the corner of the classroom closest to the window, leaning against the window, quietly reading books in the faint sunlight.

At that time, apart from the sound of my breathing and his, there was only the rustling sound of the pages being turned by him.

I met him one summer.

The class teacher asked the classmates to call me.

After learning about it, I ran out and hurriedly walked on the path.Sometimes he walked fast, sometimes trotted, and the moment he lowered his head and didn't pay attention, he broke into my world.

I was overturned by a huge force and hit the ground.

I didn't feel relieved for a while.

I didn't realize what had happened until a slender and beautiful hand came into my sight.

I didn't care about the sting from my buttocks, I reached out and grabbed that hand.

Heard the most beautiful voice in the world: "Are you all right?"

Immediately attracted by this charming voice, she raised her head and was stunned for a moment when she saw him.

He is not as handsome as I imagined, just a pair of eyes, beautiful and scary.

The bottom of his beautiful eyes seemed to write another world.

I can't help but think of a little passage Adonis wrote in Syria—

When I sink my eyes into yours,

I glimpse the deep dawn,

I see the old yesterday,

Seeing all that I cannot comprehend,

I feel the universe flowing,

between your eyes and mine.

The moment I stared into his eyes, I forgot everything.

It was as if there were only me and him in this world.

"Ming Xi! The teacher in charge is calling you!"

I don't know who called out and broke the silence, I came back to my senses, smiled at him embarrassedly, shook my head, and fled quickly.

I feel the heat on my face.

After that, I would pay special attention to every place where he appeared, and my eyes always followed his figure unconsciously.

I know him more and more. For example, I know that he draws very well and likes to read books. He always sits in the corner of the classroom window and reads quietly at 06:30 in the afternoon. Satisfaction... For another example, I know when he goes to school, when he goes home, when he goes to the cafeteria, what to eat, and where he sits.He is even very familiar with the intersections he passes through every day when he goes home.

I always pretend to meet him casually, read books with him, and go to school together.

At this moment, I raised my eyes and looked at my watch. At 7:30, he was going to ask me to go home together.

"Ming Xi."

Sure enough, a bright smile appeared on the corner of my mouth, I tidied up a few times at will, and ran to his side.

On the way, we talked and laughed, and time passed quickly.

We stopped, and when he arrived home, I complained to him that the road was too short and easy to walk, and the chat was not enjoyable enough, so I reluctantly said goodbye to him.

He smiled and rubbed my head.

I met his eyes, my throat surged, and I wanted to say something, but I couldn't speak when I looked at him.

His eyes are very deep.

He waved his hand and said goodbye to me.

I went back along the original road, and walked alone on this road that I had traveled countless times. I felt so lonely, and the pain seemed to be endless.

When I got to the school gate, I stopped to take a look, sighed, and walked in the opposite direction from his house.

I lied that I lived near his house, but never let him see me off.

I like him.

I don't know when the roots started to grow, but now the sprouts have grown.

Every time I walked on the road with him, I wanted to tell him, but I never had the courage.

The next day, I went to school.

For some reason, everyone looked at me strangely along the way.

Finally, when I returned to the class and saw him, I was relieved.

Suddenly, I heard someone say in a low voice: "Have you heard? Li Mingxi likes Zhang Yuze."

"No wonder, she goes home with Zhang Yuze every day. I'm still wondering if her house is on my block? How come she walks in the opposite direction every day."

They kept looking at me as they spoke, with contempt on their faces.

I stood where I was, as if I had thrown a huge thunder in the calm lake water.

My heart feels like it's going to explode!

Countless questions came to mind.

Does he know?

Has it finally been revealed?

I smiled wryly, but saw him standing up and walking towards me.

Just when I thought he was going to say something to me, even scolding me, he brushed past me.

deadpan.

My heart turned cold, and I stood where I was, with voices mocking me constantly coming from my ears.

It was too noisy.

I barely raised a smile, walked with heavy steps, and walked for a long time before returning to my seat.

The moment my butt touched the stool, I let out a long breath.

After the class bell rang for a long time, he walked in unhurriedly.The teacher asked a few words and then let him go back to his seat.

My eyes were fixed on his figure, but he refused to even look at me.

I sighed.

Are you angry?

After all, I lied to him for so long...

After school, he didn't read the book, didn't call me, and left the classroom alone.

He walked so fast that I didn't have time to pack my schoolbag, so I simply threw my schoolbag in the class, ran out, found him, and followed him silently.

If he stretches his left foot, I stretch my left foot; if he stretches his right foot, I stretch my right foot.

When I realized this, I had followed him and learned from him for a long time without knowing it.

After a long time, he stopped and his house was in front of his eyes, but he didn't go forward, but turned around to face me.

It was the first time I saw his angry face.

His lips were purple, his face was extremely pale, his body was tense, and his eyes looked at me as if they were going to burst into flames.

Even if I was two or three steps away from him, I could still feel the fire in his eyes, which seemed to burn me to death.

very angry.

The speed of air circulation is different.

He looked at me stubbornly.

After a long time, he asked me, "Why didn't you tell me?" The voice was like a deflated ball, and he relaxed with the words.

I didn't dare to look at him, I looked down at my toes, and whispered: "Don't dare." I was afraid of offending him, so I ignored me again.

"Look at me!" He gritted his teeth and said it loudly.

My tears fell uncontrollably, and all the grievances flowed out with the tears.

After I slowly raised my face, it was covered with tears and snot.

I just looked at him like that and cried out.

He suddenly strode forward and kissed me who was sobbing.

My tears and snot mixed together and stained his face, but he ignored me and still kissed me.

I stared at him with wide eyes, not knowing what I was going to do, nor what he was doing.

With this kiss, it seemed that years of love had an outlet.

He looked at me, and I stared at his straight facial features, in a daze.

He laughed suddenly.