Oolong tea

My name is Xu Yanxian. I was born in a small county on May 2001, 5. I am just 19 years old this year. I am a sophomore student in the Chinese Department of Jingkai University in B City.

My family is very kind to me. I love to play since I was a child, and I always get into trouble, which makes my dad always blush and thick necked by me. I can always predict his actions and words. When he wants to hit me, put oil on the soles of his feet and slip away immediately

Since I was in junior high school, I have realized that I am a great genius. As a boy, I am interested in such a boring and difficult subject as Chinese. This is very strange. I think this is my unique talent. , I like to read ancient poems and classical Chinese. I always feel that those words will shine together, reflecting the light of hope under the reflection of the sun.

There are girls in my class who are better at reading comprehension than me, but they are a bit inferior in appreciating ancient poetry and classical Chinese. After I got to high school, I read more ancient poems. Looking at the poems written by those poets, I felt itchy. I also started to write some ancient poems

I started to make room for them on the densely packed drafts that were laid out by formulas. This is love, not like

As I wished, I was admitted to my ideal university, Beijing Kai University

My hometown is quite far from City B. My parents came when I got in the car. Maybe it was because of the reluctance to say goodbye, or for other reasons. I vaguely saw my dad’s eyes were red. Mother said helplessly: "It's not that I won't come back, why are you crying so sad, it's like crying for a funeral"

I got in the car and looked through the window, their figures became smaller and more blurred, as if they were covered with a layer of tulle, making them unreal

I met a special guy in college, he, emmm, how should I put it, anyway, he is not a good guy,

The encounter between me and him was outrageous. Coincidentally, we are both in the same department, but he knew that I would come to sleep with me for nothing after he knew that I was next door to him. He always pulled me out to play. I remember one time he brought me I went

We were already sophomores at that time, he was going to a class reunion, and he wanted to take me there, I didn’t know he was going to ask me to go to the reunion, I thought he was just taking me out for dinner, so I went

Actually, I just went to eat...

I can't chat with them, I can only eat quietly

I sat awkwardly on my seat, flustered, and scolded Lu Xiangxun thousands of times in my heart, why drag me to their party if I have nothing to do!I don't know any of these people!

I whispered into Lu Xiangxun's ear: "You must be out of your mind! Why did you call me here! I don't want to join in the fun!"

Lu Xiangxun just smiled rascally: "It's fun to call you here."

"Fun with you sister!"

That day, several people saw that I was from Lu Xiangxunla and wanted to drink with me jokingly. I don’t know how to drink at all!I'm not familiar with them and it's not easy to refuse. It was Lu Xiangxun who blocked the drink for me.

He was the one who saved me

After they saw this scene, they poured Lu Xiangxun more vigorously. I saw that Lu Xiangxun was almost drunk, so I blocked a glass for him.If he is drunk, then I have to drag him back.

I tasted the wine and frowned ugly, tsk, this wine is so spicy, how did they drink it?I really don't understand, but

Lu Xiangxun also blocked so many cups for me...

After I blocked a drink, they all looked at each other. They probably didn't expect that I would help Lu Xiang find a drink, but they gave me a bad feeling. They must have nothing to hold back!

Sure enough, they turned their target on me, and I was poured a few drinks like this. The key is that Lu Xiangxun was still watching me leisurely

After a few drinks, I'm completely out of control, my head feels like it's going to explode

I lay lazily on him, as if I heard him say: Enough, I have something to do, I will leave first, you guys have fun

After that, I was pulled out, my head was so dizzy, my feet were floating, I stumbled, my wrists were pulled all the time, and I couldn't find my way at all.

He carried me on his back, I lay on his back, sniffed, it was his smell, I smiled silly: "Hey, you are still there, I thought"

"What do you think? I'm leaving?"

I pointed indiscriminately: "Huh? If you dare to leave me and go first, I will, I will break your dog legs."

He said softly, "I've always been there"

I buried my head on his shoulder and neck, my mood was a little complicated, a hazy mist rose in front of my eyes, and I asked him: "Tell me, what if one day we get separated?"

"like fog"

I heard a familiar voice, but it was mixed in the wind, floating, and I always felt that the voice was still far away from me

"What's wrong with you? Are you drunk?"

"I didn't drink too much, you answer me first, what would you do if we really did this?"

"How can we disperse, we are not fog"

I turned my face away, I hope so

The spirit has begun to slacken, and the eyelids have also started to fight. Before the eyelids slammed down, I seem to have heard him say that he will always be with me

His sweetness is a deep memory, not a torrent, not a waterfall, but a dry well that cannot sing in the shade of flowers and trees

I fell asleep on his back that day, not knowing what happened next

In fact, he is sometimes a rascal, but he is very good to me, but recently our situation is a little different, we started to have conflicts because of some things, he admitted his mistakes to me but I don’t want to forgive him

We have been in this relationship for nearly half a month, and the conflicts have become more and more intense. He seems to have lost his patience and no longer shows weakness to me. Maybe I made him too tired. I took the initiative to find him, but he didn’t accept it so quickly.

Later I found that there were too many external factors in this relationship. I was not with him, but we always maintained this strange atmosphere before. He wanted to pierce this piece of paper, but I was very conflicted. In no mood

I broke up with him after a series of problems

Reconciliation is so easy, but it is too difficult as before, he is a thorn in my throat, it will hurt when I swallow it, and I will die if I swallow it

On May 5, he spent my last birthday with me

This is the last birthday he spent with me, and it's also my last birthday

On the night of the 20th, I went out to run errands, and when I crossed the road, I was stupid, didn't look at the traffic light, and got into a car accident

I was lying on the ground, blood was all over my body, it was very painful, all the bones in my body seemed to be broken, my heart beat violently at first, then gradually slowed down, and finally stopped

everything is calm

We left so suddenly that we didn't have time to say goodbye

That's fine cause we never say goodbye

I saw him in the hospital, his eyes were red with disbelief, and he said in his heart: It’s okay, he’s going to die, he’ll be fine

Of course I can hear it, am I a ghost?

yes, i'm dead...

I looked at Cheng Yueshu who was standing aside, this is my roommate

He looked at the operating room with a worried face, Lu Xiangxun suddenly stood up and said to Cheng Yueshu, "I'll go out for a while."

He was carrying Cheng Yueshu on his back, Cheng Yueshu didn't see his face clearly, Cheng Yueshu didn't say anything, he knew that Lu Xiangxun would come back, he wouldn't leave, he wouldn't leave me here alone, he also knew me He had conflicts with Lu Xiangxun before, but he firmly believed that Lu Xiangxun would still come back

I followed Lu Xiangxun, he entered the bathroom, and I followed, I saw him sobbing softly in front of the sink, his shoulders trembling slightly

he is crying for me

A touch of sadness slipped through my heart

Maybe it was affected by his emotions, the tip of my nose was a little sore, I stepped forward to look at him and then at the mirror

no image of me

Yeah, am I already dead?

I hold him tight but I can't touch him

"I'm sorry, I missed the appointment this time, you can break my leg again in the next life."

I don't want to leave either

Dusk begins to write, and dawn is countless title pages.

Spell the whole world into a poem, I love you as the last line

Way to find, you remember, I love you

If you find something better, it's okay to forget me