God knows

I don't know how it works, but it seems like I'm the only one who finds it amazing that Phoenix is ​​in my life.I just discovered that in the world that everyone knows, I will sit with Phoenix on the school bus in the morning, Beth will share a piece of chocolate biscuits in the afternoon, and Jeffrey and Phoenix have very similar love views. Getting up can exclude me and Lisa directly from the topic.

She seems to have existed for most of my life, sometimes I didn't pay attention, and I almost forgot the story of Eros.

The amazing thing is that when I met Derek, or Sam and Joyce on campus, they all said in unison that Phoenix and I helped them a lot.Sasha would remind me to remember to give Phoenix the "Wonderful Man" comics, and Sam would be able to tell that Phoenix picked out the dress for the prom, but they couldn't remember what Phoenix actually was. What did they do.

"If you can say it, it will be terrifying."

Phoenix's expression didn't change when he said this, but his tone was a little joking.

I couldn't help laughing.

"Can you still see the connection? Can you hear the emotion?"

I ask her.

"Can you see the connection? Can you hear someone's emotions?" she asked me back.

I shrugged, "I think I can see your longing, because your eyes never left that millefeuille."

Of course, as a human being, Phoenix has more humanity, but she won't admit to things like mille-feuilles.

I ended up buying it under the pretext of wanting to eat it myself, and of course, the phoenix took it all for myself after I took the first bite.

Unfortunately, Phoenix went to the same literature class as us, and now she can't throw herself out of the window when she feels bored, so she keeps throwing paper balls at my head when Mr. Browning turns his head. I don't know why she Being able to grasp the timing well, Browning always caught me when I was crazy and wanted to beat her up.

She remembers the combination of everyone's locker in the entire hallway, which is a horrible thing, and it makes me shudder to think that she has peeked at things when she was invisible.She said she remembered my passwords most clearly, and I was changing those sets, so occasionally I was relieved to find a literature class reader in the cabinet, but when I brought it to class and found it was "The Flash" wrapped in a book cover, It is always clear who did the good thing.

She still likes to tease me, that hasn't changed one bit.

"What about love? The god of love here has disappeared, so who should be responsible?"

In the days when she came back to me, I had endless questions.

"Sanders, he's going to take over from me."

"Sanders? Is that another Cupid?"

Phoenix nodded.

"Good luck to him," I said, thinking back and forth of the days when Phoenix was Cupid.

"Good luck." Phoenix said into the air, and I realized that as human beings, we must not see the existence of Cupid.

Thinking about it this way, maybe Sanders is listening like this, giving us a thumbs up in a place we can't see, maybe.

Then, Phoenix is ​​indeed the most beautiful mansion on the block.

While Lisa dragged Jeffrey to see the Milkshake dude he wasn't interested in at all, Phoenix and I went to the comic store to read comics.The manager of the comic shop seems to have a crush on her, and every issue of the latest issue will save a special book for Phoenix, which would attract criticism, but no one seems to have any dissatisfaction with giving the book to Phoenix.

"Justice is justice." I waved the book of "Justice League", making gibberish puns.

She glanced at me almost indifferently, lowered her head and looked at the manga in her hand as if racing against the clock.

Now she doesn't need me to turn pages for her in public places, and the number of comics she reads is as arrogant as if she has no restraint.She and Sasha have a lot of conversations. The two will discuss the character and background of the characters, analyze the elements, and finally predict the direction of the plot.As if they had learned it well, if Derek was not around, the two of them would obediently go outside the comic book store to start the lecture.

Later, it was not until myopia was equipped with glasses that Phoenix finally restrained himself from reading comics.

Fortunately, she discovered early that her short-sightedness was not deep, and she might start from Eros, so she had a lot of money to squander her eyesight—Phoenix only occasionally needed to wear glasses when reading the blackboard in class.

The thick-rimmed glasses couldn't suppress the expression of those sky-blue eyes, adding a bit of intellectual and glamorous temperament to her.

"It's a pity, I thought I could squeeze peach blossoms." I said, watching her take off her glasses from her face when class was over.

"Stop gloating, being human is really painful enough."

When it comes to promiscuity, Phoenix seems to turn a deaf ear to the pursuit of the majority of admirers.

"It's not that I haven't seen Heartthrob," she said, "That kind of person is really annoying."

That sounds a little too cynical, and maybe Phoenix doesn't realize that's exactly that role.I snickered, but somehow, knowing that it was a lingering habit of the past, she would involuntarily hate a role that would arouse envy, jealousy, and intense love.Because of that kind of person, it made her very painful.

"That's fine." I reached out and hooked her shoulders, holding her in a strong, assertive gesture as I walked down the corridor, "You can only be mine."

I said it almost with jealousy, but what satisfied me the most was Phoenix's reply.

She looked up almost as a matter of course, thinking that I was stupid enough to speak.

"Of course I'm yours."

We sat side by side on the court that day, and she lay on her back on the grass, closing her eyes and feeling the clouds passing by above.

The crisper next to me contains neatly placed sandwiches that I asked my mother to make more.Sometimes I just want to steal a little bit of space when I don't want too much, but it's just something ordinary, but if everyone agrees, such moments are like treasures.Have a picnic on campus.

"Ann, how lucky."

"Every day, every day I feel incredible."

"I didn't think I would long for love, I didn't think I could have love."

As she said, she opened her eyes and met the gaze I was looking at her and couldn't move away.

Me, I never thought of falling in love with you, but after falling in love with you, there is a way to really have you.

Now dreams have become reality, so the wish has been fulfilled.

She stretched out her slender arms to prop herself up, hooked my neck and kissed me.

I lowered my head to respond to her, feeling her lips were soft and cold, such a familiar touch almost made me want to cry.The grass that has not been properly trimmed is so presumptuous around us, stabbing lightly under our palms.

Turns out I never, never lost her.

"install."

Phoenix leaned on my shoulder and called my name, a single syllable name, but pronounced it very nicely.She pointed to a man and a woman walking side by side in the distance, calling for my attention.

"I think that's true love."

"Oh? How do you know?"

""Feel"."

We laughed together.

Her hand is tightly held in mine, and we both look at the unknown love in the distance.

The wind blows, raising the feathers scattered in the air, like cotton wool all over the sky.