Huai Jin

"I have always believed that if a tree is more beautiful than a forest, the wind will destroy it."

These days, advertising means doing everything possible to find out the contact information, and then have the courage to post an advertising message.The time when someone secretly entrusted someone to deliver a love letter but did not dare to sign it is long gone. Love letters will not turn yellow and dusty. They are usually rejected by the owner when they change addresses, and then they are abandoned in the old place, forgotten, and destroyed. .

In the second year after graduating from university, He Yongji finally got his wish and booked a flight home. The hospital sent a notice that his mother was critically ill. This might be the last time she and her mother saw each other.

After dealing with his mother's funeral, He Yongji tidied up the house in the community where he lived since he was a child, and planned to sell it.

He Yongji lost his father when he was young, and his mother raised her alone, so he was almost stingy.

This is a two-bedroom room, which is dilapidated and dilapidated. The furniture is old wooden objects from the last century. It has long been eaten by insects, and it smells musty.In addition, many unknown things were stuffed into the small space, and it was unknown when they entered the house. He Yongji was not surprised, because her mother didn't want to throw them away.

After six years of absence, He Yongji can be regarded as walking into her small bedroom. Her mother usually washes dishes in the back kitchen of the hotel. The salary is not high, and there is still plenty of free time, so she often comes in to clean.Her mother thought that no matter which day her daughter was free to go home, she would be able to live in a clean and warm room, but it was not what people wanted, and before her daughter came back, she herself was taken in by God.

When He Yongji was cleaning the bookcase, he found a stack of love letters from the bottom. The paper was wet and sticky, and He Yongji managed to separate a complete and readable letter, but the ink was smeared, and the content could no longer be read.

He Yongji was lifeless, sneered, and threw the pile of waste paper that carried the joys and sorrows of his youth into the trash can.

It's been too long, life is too busy, and love letters are like journals. Who can remember what they wrote?Although the content is completely forgotten, how can the memory be forgotten?

Although He Yongji's family background is not rich, but he is smart and beautiful, so it is inevitable that he has a high vision and falls in love with Wei Yanze, a young man at the school level.But his vision was high, but his courage was not so strong. He wrote love letters one after another, and never sent them out once.

After that, she made two attempts.

For the first time, He Yongji decided to entrust the love letter to Wei Yanze's good friend Zhou Siyuan.

Zhou Siyuan is different from other boys who love to make fun of his buddies, he bluntly refused: "Ah Ze has someone he likes, don't waste your efforts."

He Yongji blushed, and asked seriously: "Who does he like?"

"Hey—" Zhou Siyuan squinted at her, "What do you think?"

At that time, most of the boys in the class liked Bai Hehuan, and He Yongji knew it very well. She silently put away the confession letter, and looked at Bai Hehuan who was talking to Huaijin through the window of Class [-], and for the first time a feeling grew in her heart. A cluster of tiny jealousy.

This cluster of flames suddenly spread into a big fire when they learned that Wei Yanze's confession was rejected, but saw Bai Hehuan sitting on the back seat of Wei Yanze's bicycle every evening to go home.

He Yongji was filled with righteous indignation and could not help but label Bai Hehuan as a "bitch".

The second time was after the start of the next semester, she found that Wei Yanze was getting far away from Bai Hehuan, so she was overjoyed and decided to confess again.

In the last class of PE that morning, the students gathered in the playground, and they were notified that the teacher in charge of the class had temporarily asked for leave, so about forty people scattered like birds and beasts.

Leaving get out of class early means eating lunch early and avoiding the lunch rush in the cafeteria. Few people don't like this opportunity.But this day, Wei Yanze and Zhou Siyuan walked shoulder to shoulder to the classroom, and He Yongji followed closely behind.

The two boys were lively and cheerful people, talking and laughing along the way, which was so enviable that He Yongji never had the courage to speak out.She was so nervous that she pinched the envelope with her hands and deformed it.

This follow-up followed the teaching building.He climbed up to the fifth floor, but there was no sign of the two of them. He Yongji returned to the classroom lonely, pushed open the door, and encountered the most disgusting scene in more than ten years - Bai Hehuan was pressing the thin and crippled man on the back of the chair to kiss him. Woolen cloth!

How can the same sex fall in love?

That is definitely sick!

He Yongji thought so, and his heart was surprisingly slightly balanced.

So many boys like Bai Hehuan and this sick woman. They have fantasized about the goddess countless times, making out with another girl in the unknown dark world!He Yongji both ridiculed them and pitied them in his heart.

He Yongji froze at the door, at a loss as to whether to advance or retreat.

In the end, Bai Hehuan grabbed her arm and begged, "Can you keep it a secret for me?"

He Yongji thought to himself: Can I do it?too difficult!

Since you can't do it, you can't make promises at will.

He Yongji shook off Bai Hehuan's hands, turned and ran, and the sound of footsteps echoed in the empty building.

A string in Bai Hehuan's heart was too tight and snapped.

Wei Yanze and Zhou Siyuan came late, the classroom was already empty, and a wisp of strange air dissipated in Wei Yanze's light and low tune.

Suddenly, a wind blows in from the window, disturbing the papers all over the room, as if rain is coming to wash away the residual heat of summer.

Many times, we think that we are ruthless enough to do anything for our own benefit, but when we calm down and face up to the extent to which a certain thing hurts others, we often feel fear in our hearts, and then shamelessly take back the idea that we are about to step into the abyss. that foot.

It is said that it is difficult to be a good person, but how can it be easy to be a bad person?

In any case, He Yongji, who vowed to make the scandal public, has always remained silent, and all unease has been left in the past with the change of seasons.

As for the confession letter, He Yongji still wrote it day after day.

Time flies, and the college entrance examination comes and goes in a hurry.

That year, liberal arts students ended their high school life two hours early, and science students had to compete with political test papers.

When all the candidates walked out of the examination room, it was already 04:30 in the afternoon, and the sun was still very strong, but the campus was full of students and parents, talking loudly, shouting, laughing, making noise, no one was too hot, No one misses it.

That night, all the third and second classes of senior high school had dinner together. It was already ten o'clock at night when they were full.

This night was so chaotic, He Yongji still vaguely remembers that everyone played truth or dare - each person received a poker card, and the big ghost counted as a loser, the loser of the previous game presided over the next game, and set the punishment method .

At first the game was very harmonious, perhaps because some people didn't have much contact with each other, so everyone carefully tested each other's bottom line, and gradually, the price tag escalated.

When Bai Hehuan got the big ghost, the game was at its climax, and the host was He Yongji.

He Yongji glanced at Wei Yanze, who still didn't know what she was thinking, and was busy leading the players to boo.He Yongji almost used his determination to die, and asked Bai Hehuan: "Are you gay?"

For a moment, the box was eerily quiet, the colorful lights flickered, Bai Hehuan was dizzy from the shaking, and her small face turned pale.

Wei Yanze said anxiously: "He Yongji, what are you doing!"

He Yongji took a deep look at him, his eyes wrapped in her full of affection, and sent straight into Wei Yanze's eyes.Wei Yanze had no choice but to keep his mouth shut, turned around and said to Huai Jin, "It's twelve o'clock, you two should go home quickly! Be careful on the road."

Hearing this, Huaijin hurriedly went to Laba Hehuan's sleeve, Bai Hehuan came back to his senses, gently pressed her hand, then reached out to grab a glass of beer, raised his head and poured it, and admitted angrily: "Yes, I'm gay!"

"This is my girlfriend." Bai Hehuan took Huai Jin's hand, and interlocked her fingers in full view of everyone.

With some unknown strength, Huaijin broke away from Bai Hehuan's hand. She was so embarrassed that she could hardly raise her head, and whispered in Bai Hehuan's ear repeatedly: "Stop talking, I beg you, Huanhuan, Stop talking, let's go home..."

Bai Hehuan asked He Yongji: "Are you satisfied?"

After finishing speaking, he dragged Huaijin away.

Before everyone could react, Wei Yanze chased them out.

After this, He Yongji was uneasy all the time, and it took about half an hour before Wei Yanze came back - he had just sent the two girls home.Wei Yanze fell down on the sofa, buried his head in Zhou Siyuan's arms and sobbed, such a proud person, what made him so sad?

The farce has been forgotten, the game is still lively, someone confesses, someone holds hands, someone breaks up, and someone pierces her careful secret love...

Probably because of the courage of drinking, He Yongji finally admitted half-heartedly that she had accumulated courage for 18 years and used it to confess in public at one time, but she was still rejected.

He Yongji poked his neck and asked, "Why?"

Her voice was like a mosquito, completely submerged in the noise, no one heard, no one cared, and everyone was thrown into the game again. Only Wei Yanze, the person involved, explained to her for some reason: "I like Bo Hehuan, I like her."

Although she likes women.

Since then, everyone has parted ways, and there is little intersection.

As for what happened to the same-sex couple who were not accepted morally or tolerated by society, no one knows.

More than ten years later, when He Yongji got married, he learned from his old classmates that he had passed away.The little cripple has a gentle personality and a kind heart, and the goddess has both ability and virtue, and outstanding appearance, but the ending is very miserable.

That show was not only excellent, it was out of line.

The wind is not only the external force of the environment, but also the attitude of the public.

The attitude of the public is a torrent, which specializes in polishing the edges and corners that cross the border with violence.

The author has something to say:

It's so realistic, I dare not speak out, for fear of being criticized/fighted...