cat writing love poems

Along the way, Luo Jia was curious about the cardboard box that Lu Ziyan was holding in his arms, and kept looking at the cardboard box with his eyes.

She tilted her head curiously and took a closer look.

When he raised his head, he inadvertently saw Lu Ziyan looking down at him. The mask covered half of his face, revealing a pair of eyes that were dark night. When he looked at her, his eyes were slightly soft.

Suddenly met the eyes.

Luo Jia's eyelashes twitched, and then she looked back as calmly as possible.

She stood back to her honest posture.

The mask covered his smile, and he only heard him say: "You can take it apart and have a look when you get home later."

Seeing him speak proactively, Luo Jia couldn't help but ask more: "What kind of competition did you win?"

"Solo."

"Is the opponent strong?"

"Very strong." His footsteps were slow, and his tone was not fast, "He is my senior."

He has always spoken concisely, but rarely gives such a positive evaluation.

Since he said that the opponent is very strong, it should be very strong.

Luo Jia only thought that he was participating in some regular competitions. She had been to Internet cafes a few times, and she had seen many offline competitions with advertisements hanging on the entrance of Internet cafes.

"then you……"

She thought of a conversation between them in junior high school.

He asked, if he regarded playing games as a dream, would he go further.

At that time, she didn't know anything about the game, and she even had a little understanding of the game when she saw the game on the mobile phones of her classmates during a certain class a few months ago.

So I didn't realize it until now. What Lu Ziyan said at that time should be to become a professional player, right?

Seeing that she hesitated to speak, Lu Ziyan said, "What."

She looked at Lu Ziyan, paused, and asked a roundabout question: "Is it difficult to become a professional player?"

He replied flatly, "It's okay."

"……fine?"

"Many teams have their own training system, they can sign up for youth training, and after passing the trial training, they have the opportunity to become players of the team."

Luo Jia slowly understood, because these were blind areas of knowledge for her.

Her knowledge of the game and professional players is limited to watching Crow's operation video clips.

She doesn't understand the competition system or the rules of the competition, let alone the contestants.

However, Lu Ziyan played the game very well, so registration should not be a problem.

She blinked and asked, "Have you signed up?"

This was the question she wanted to ask in the first place.

If he signed up, what he wanted to do should already be on his way.

Lu Ziyan looked at her quietly, "Yes."

Luo Jia was immediately happy for him, her eyes squinted with joy.

The corners of her lips hidden under the mask silently smiled, and Lu Ziyan asked her, "Why are you so happy?"

"It's very lucky to be able to do what you like to do." Luo Jia looked at the tall buildings in the distance ahead.

Across the distant night, like a giant beast hidden in the night, standing in the abyss, thousands of lights flicker silently in the night.

Looking at it from a distance, I just feel that I am small, as small as that fine grain of light, insignificant, and will go out.

The pace was not fast, and the alley was quiet. She didn't hear Lu Ziyan's voice, so she turned her head to look over.

His eyes actually kept falling on himself, unbiased.

The lights on both sides of the road were bright orange, falling on his broad shoulders like gold leaf, like a shining star.

His side face is quiet, and his outline is like a deep silhouette.

The sight of her was as quiet and soft as the light above her head at that time.

Luo Jia's heart skipped a beat.

In a bright and warm tone, he insisted on his point of view in a low voice, "Isn't it? Many people have no way to persist in what they like as a dream, so I think...you can do what you want, and you are already It's something to be happy about."

Out of the alley, the old streets are replaced by wide roads on both sides.

It's not too late, there are still pedestrians, vehicles passing by in a hurry, and the trailing sound trembles the wind of winter night.

After a while, I finally heard Lu Ziyan speak.

He asked, "What about you?"

Luo Jia didn't understand for a while, "What am I?"

His eyes were light and faint, "Is there anything you really want to do?"

"...No." Luo Jia thought about it carefully, and asked uncertainly, "Would you like to get gold?"

He laughed silently and didn't answer.

She herself felt that this answer was outrageous, at least, it should sound outrageous to others.

But it's true, that's what she wants to do most now.

"All along, I only go to school and study, and the most compliment I get is that I study well. That should be the only thing I can get out of it, so the hardest thing I have done before should be to try my best to get into a university. .”

In the middle of the vast city, they walked slowly in the bustling tranquility.

She looked up at the dark night, one after another high-rise buildings dormant in the city, like sleepy beasts.

Lu Ziyan was beside her, listening quietly.

With shallow eyes, she could also feel his eyes falling on her, like his taciturn eyebrows and eyes, silent but always there.

"In the past, I have been working hard to be a person who wants to be liked by others. I am obedient, sensible, and study hard. I hope my parents are satisfied in every way. When I see them happy, I will actually be happy too."

"But I also have my own selfishness. I am not born to be well-behaved and sensible. I have all the playfulness and laziness that children of the same age should have. But my parents love me very much, so I don't want to let them down."

"In high school, I really felt very hard. I couldn't finish the questions, I didn't get enough sleep. When I woke up in the morning, it was still dark, and it was already late at night when the evening self-study was over. At that time, the teacher said the most words - —When you go to college, you will be free."

"I can't imagine what freedom is, because although going to school is very hard, if I don't have to study anymore, I don't seem to have anything to do."

"When I was young, there were many things I wanted to do. I wanted to watch TV, play games, read novels, leave the room, and run and dance on the playground outside."

After a pause, Luo Jia felt that the winter wind was blowing head-on and it was a little cold. She shrank her neck and continued: "At that time, what I envied most was that other people had good friends. They played together, shared happiness, and troubled ones. There is someone to talk about, and you can say anything in front of the other party without any scruples."

"And I have nothing."

"I'm not smart, I have to work hard to get good grades, I have to go home on time after school, I'm always alone, I'm timid and withdrawn, I'm dumb, I don't know how to socialize, like It seems normal for an ordinary and boring person like me to have no friends."

"As time goes by, I get used to being bored in my own world."

"My college classmates are very hardworking. They are busy participating in competitions, speeches, debates, and preparing manuscripts for a competition in the student union. I should do the same, but being a standard good student makes me tired. "

"I want to try to be myself a little bit." She looked at the winter night sky, blinked her eyelashes in the cold wind, and said softly, "Just a little bit."

The word obedient nailed herself in the fence of following the rules, and she never left an inch in the rules of life of keeping her own life.

So those things that were strictly prohibited in the past, now she wants to try bit by bit.

And the biggest greed is that she still can't forget her heartbeat.

...Lu Ziyan.

The night wind blew coldly, brushing the eyelashes, trembling slightly.

She talked to herself for a long time, then slowly turned her head.

He was holding a cardboard box by his side, his slender and tall head covered by a black coat, half of his face was covered by a black mask, and the exposed eyes were as dark as night.

He just kept quiet like this, and stayed with her silently, listening to her nonsense for a long time.

His eyes were still silent and beautiful.

It gave her a feeling that he was listening carefully to every nonsense she said.

At that moment, she suddenly felt that her heartbeat was unprecedentedly quiet, and she could only feel the wind blowing past the winter night in front of her.

She is prone to low self-esteem, always easily restrained and nervous, always has little courage, and always worries about whether her actions will upset others.

So she always speaks very little, and her tone is always cautious.

But she just said a lot, probably never said so much at once in her life.

When she turned her head, what she saw was his gentle eyes looking at her.

Quiet and quiet, like the late night when the evening wind blows.

The timidity that was empty for a moment disappeared in this instant.

Her eyes were bent, and she even dared to say a self-deprecating sentence, "Is my answer off topic?"

When she said this, she looked up at him, and the lights on both sides of the road fell into her eyes, shining brightly.

Lu Ziyan saw the brightness of her new eyes.There was an indistinct smile in the low voice: "It's not off topic. You want to get gold, I heard it."

"Then you think I can?" she asked him.

"Gold is not difficult, didn't I say it, diamonds, you can too."

Even though he said that, it sounded a little elusive.

"..."

Luo Jia snorted.

She shrank her neck, hiding herself in the warmth of her coat.

Then I heard Lu Ziyan say again, "You don't have nothing, and you don't need to be bored in your own world. Your teacher is right, you are free now."

"...?"

Only half of her face was exposed from the collar of her jacket. She looked at Lu Ziyan, waiting for his second sentence.

Eyes blinked.

The light of the street lamp passed by his outline, his skin was so white that it was cold, and his eyes were quiet and dark.

He didn't mean to go on.

Luo Jia couldn't help asking, "Why are you free?"

"Huh?" Lu Ziyan glanced at her, then frowned slightly, "Aren't you doing what you want to do?"

The road from the alley to her community is not far away. Walking through this section of the road leads to the downstairs of the community.

The winter night is very cold, and I am basically at home at this time.

The windows of every house are full of lights, like stars.

When they arrived at the building where Luo Jia lived, Lu Ziyan stopped and handed her the cardboard box he had been carrying all the way: "Go up."

The box is not heavy, but it is big.

After Luo Jia took it, only half of his head was left to see.

This is the prize that Lu Ziyan won in the competition. Before the competition, he asked himself if he liked it, that is to say, it was specially won for her.

Holding the whole cardboard box in my arms, I was very happy.

Luo Jia hugged the box and couldn't wave to him, so he could only say goodbye.

"Ah."

He stood in front of the corridor door and watched her walk up the stairs.

Arriving at the corner of the second floor, Luo Jia looked out from the gap in the carved wall.

The dense greenery of the trees obscured the light of the street lamps, like the cold moonlight overlooking it. Lu Ziyan hadn't left yet, and was still standing where he was.

The field of vision is narrow and limited, and in the blurred light, his expression can't be seen, and he can only vaguely see that his upward gaze is looking at himself.

Luo Jia raised the corners of her mouth and hugged the cardboard box tightly, feeling that even the stairs under her feet felt light.

She weighed the big cardboard box.

It looks big, but not very heavy, probably a big poro plush doll.

Luo Jia quickened her pace, walked quickly to the house, opened the door, took out the scissors and began to unpack the cardboard boxes.

After cutting off the tape wrapped outside, the target was not a doll.

On the first floor are some small decorations and pendants. Poro with different expressions are sticking out their tongues and blinking their eyes, they are very cute.

After Luo Jia carefully put these small ornaments aside, she went to get the second layer.

It was the cup that Lu Ziyan asked her if she wanted it on the voice call.

After the second layer was removed, there was the huge furry poro, soft and soft, white and clumped.

Luo Jia peeled off the plastic film covering the outside, pinched the Poro doll's face, it was soft and soft.

After hugging the Poro doll into her arms, she saw that there was a piece of paper pressed at the bottom of the box.

She looked out of the window, and the swaying shadows of the trees fell on the glass window.

Thousands of lights can be seen through the glass.

Luo Jia walked to the window and looked downstairs. The dense branches blocked most of the sight of the road, and she could vaguely see the back of Lu Ziyan leaving.

In the winter night, quiet but gentle.

gradually go away.

She seemed to hear her incoherent gibberish on the way back again.

At that time, what I envied the most was that other people had good friends, played together, shared happiness together, had someone to confide in troubles, and said anything in front of the other party without any scruples.

And I have nothing.

Over time, I got used to being bored in my own world.

After calming down, even I felt that these words were really terrible.

Feeling ashamed after knowing it, Luo Jia embraced the Poro in her arms and closed her eyes... How could she talk so much in front of Lu Ziyan?

She has never been a person who talks a lot, and in front of Lu Ziyan, she has never been able to control herself.

It was like this when I first met him a few years ago.

...and now.

A bad performance that is completely different from the obedient and obedient side in other people's impressions. When he is around him, he is always indulgent.

She was still standing in front of the window, looking at the road out of the community.

Lu Ziyan was no longer in sight, but she didn't know how long she would have to stand here.

until.

The phone that had been in his pocket all the time vibrated.

In the silent night, it was especially obvious, like her sudden heartbeat that kept stirring.

Luo Jia quickly took it out and saw the voice prompt on it.

It was her remark to Lu Ziyan: cat.

Her blurry shadow was reflected on the screen of the mobile phone, and while her heart was beating violently, she suddenly thought of Lu Ziyan's answer after she finished those nonsensical words.

He said, you don't have nothing, and you don't need to be bored in your own world.

The call is connected.

A voice that I only heard a few minutes ago came from the receiver, "Have you taken it apart and looked at it?"

He should have walked out of the community, Luo Jia could hear the horn of a car passing by beside him.

She was holding the Poro in her hand, and she was holding the bottom piece of paper under the Poro.

Luo Jia buried her face in the poro's furry softness.

Hugging very tightly, like a lit match in a dying winter night, shining a cluster of flames that can see tomorrow.

After a long time, she heard her own voice, "I saw it."

"Like it."

"... Lu Ziyan."

There was a second of silence.

He asked, "What's wrong?"

"Why don't I have nothing, and don't need to be bored in my own world?"

Fingers parted the paper, and it was a folded greeting card.

The logo of the League of Legends is printed on it, and Luo and Xia are printed inside, the official picture.

In the blank space, there are strong handwriting.She has never seen Lu Ziyan's handwriting, but she intuitively knows that it should be written by him.

Because that sentence is very familiar.

In the old Internet cafe many years ago, when Lu Ziyan was not paying attention, she hurriedly tore off the page from the homework book and pressed this sentence under his mouse.

That was the answer she gave Lu Ziyan, and now he returned it to her.

——As long as you think it is right, it must be meaningful.

On the mobile phone, she and Lu Ziyan were separated by several miles and many buildings.

She could hear the sound of cars passing by in a hurry, and she could also hear the chatter of the shops that were still open when he walked back into the alley, the children running and jumping, it was very lively.

And his voice was calm and gentle, as always, "In the future, you can tell me what you want to say. Just like today."