Crimson Garland

How long does it take to get to know someone?

l It took a year to distinguish the classmates, and it took two years to get to know the roommates.

There are so many casual acquaintances that she has met and gotten along with, but in the end she can't even remember their names and appearances, and they haven't left even a scratch in their lives.

Getting to know someone is actually very difficult.

But l also felt that in less than a day, he had gotten used to n.

A habit is an obsession that you can't let go of once you pick it up. L thought about it, and felt that his words were not quite right.

It's not familiar, and it can't be called habit, so what is it?

L and n had dinner together, watching n's car slowly driving out of the path downstairs of the dormitory, feeling a little dazed and uncontrollable.

She put on her earphones and began to cycle through the playlist in a trance. She touched the rubber cover of the red pen in her pocket with her fingertips, lost in thought.

The sky outside the window had completely darkened. L was sitting at the table, listening to the songs passing by one after another. It was rare that he neither wanted to read nor write, but only wanted to be lost in thought.

"Ifeelalittelrush..."

"I think I've got a littel crush you..."

"I hope it's not too much..."

Halfway through the song, L suddenly grabbed the headphone cable sensitively, turned on the phone as if struck by lightning, dragged the progress bar halfway forward, and listened again.

She stared at the big word "crush" on the phone, her body tightened as if struck by lightning, and she stood up with a "swish".

"what......"

l let out a hazy sigh: "...crush? crush? crush?"

She read it five or six times in a row, until her roommate turned her head: "What are you doing? Sit down! Are you stuck on the repeater? Shut up, shut up!"

Only then did L come back to his senses, and took off the earphones.

It turned out that this was neither familiarity nor habit.

It should be infatuation, admiration, love at first sight.

L suddenly realized, staring at the phone in a daze.

How can someone decide who they like after listening to a song?

L didn't know whether to laugh or cry, now he didn't even feel in a daze listening to the music, and started to think wildly at a loss.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is crush, n is good-looking, older and better than her, and is already an adult who has fully integrated into society.

And I was still a student who didn't know much about the world, a child who stepped on the desk and peeked at the society through the high window on the wall.

This is a little girl's glimpse of a mature woman, a hasty and gorgeous fascination.

Thinking about it this way, is crush derogatory or commendatory?

Make it more derogatory.

L was analyzing his feelings mixed with joy and sorrow, when a sudden ringtone cut off his thoughts.

L was still worried, and didn't pay attention, so he answered the phone.

"Hi... hello..."

Her voice sounded listless.

The sound of the handbrake being applied came through the microphone, and L came back to his senses: "Hello, who is it?"

"..." N took a breath, helplessly: "Did you save the number without adding any notes?"

Only then did l realize who it was, and immediately reacted: the other end of the phone was the obsessive object that made him both happy and worried.

Wake up instantly.

"Sorry sorry, I didn't pay attention just now. What's wrong with you? Is there anything I can do?"

L held the phone and almost didn't kneel down, feeling like sweat was about to ooze out.

"Yeah. I have something to do." N was silent for a while, and then for a while, and took a long time to return.

"......I'm lost."

"..."

"..."

The two were silent for several seconds, L resisted the strong desire to complain, and finally opened his mouth after a while.

"Are you still in school?"

"Yes." N helplessly reached out to adjust the small pendant hanging on the rearview mirror of the car.

"Hmm..." L stood up, walked to the balcony, looked at the clock tower in the distance at night and the white pigeons returning late, and asked, "What's around you?"

There was another moment of silence on the other side, and there was the sound of opening and closing doors.

L also sensitively picked up a slightly chaotic breathing sound.

n got out of the car, leaned against the side of the car and held his mobile phone: "There is no one here. There is a fork in the road ahead, and there is a bridge where cars cannot pass."

"The other side of the road, lined with sumac trees."

There was no one, but there were bridges, lacquer trees and three-way intersections. L immediately responded: "You should be on the small road in front of Shuyuan."

Shuyuan is quite far away from here, but there is still a sign, which can be seen from the balcony at the moment.

"Do you look up and see if there is a clock tower?"

n raised his head, and as expected, there was a bell tower.

The white doves returning late by the clock tower fluttered and made low-pitched chirps.

"Ah."

"You go back the same way, don't turn right at the newsstand, go left. Then walk along the main road, as long as you don't enter the small road, you can guarantee to drive out of the campus within 10 minutes."

L lay on the side of the railing, looking at the blurry tall buildings in the distance.

The bell at seven o'clock in the evening arrived as scheduled, and it came from far away.

For a moment, she couldn't tell whether the bell was coming from the receiver near her ear, or whether it was coming from the bell tower thousands of meters away.

Is she also under the bell tower, listening to the bell and watching the doves like me?

L is slightly lost in thought.

N seems to have said something else, those words came through the radio waves, and they were vaguely distorted.

When l came back to his senses, the call was over.

L felt that he could no longer waver like this.

——Like is like, admiration is admiration.Just like her uncoordinated breathing disorder at this moment, some things are just irresistible.

Before going to bed at night, l finally picked up the phone that he hadn't looked at again.

A reminder of a missed call and an unread message made L's heart tremble.

She clicked on the message.

[unread message]

Already asleep?The call just now didn't bother you, did it?If anything, I'm really sorry.

Thank you for your dinner and guidance today, I have arrived home safely.

You are my first intern, you are special and smart, I like you very much.I must work hard in the future.

Thank you and see you tomorrow.

Good night, sweet dreams.

[Mon21:08]

This was news two hours ago.The person who sent this message obviously didn't know that the other party hadn't actually slept yet.

I don't know how that person behaved after seeing the words "I like you very much".

L resisted the urge to cry and cheer together, trembling excitedly on the bed for a while before replying to the message.

"Thank you teacher, I like you very much too. Good night, see you tomorrow."