It's my turn to cry after the scumbag

In fact, Qingling didn't have a deep impression on her first meeting with Ruan Yubai.

For Ruan Yubai, the school celebration stage play with profound meanings, those dazzling lights, sparkling stage decorations and the non-stop warm applause from the seats, in Qingling's eyes, are only abstracted into lines without specific meaning.

Many people don't know that Qingling never had any extra feelings for the old school in her hometown. The past? The time was flat and gray and boring, the rice grains in the cafeteria were always raw, and the chalk on the old blackboard There was an unpleasant screeching sound when the words were written, not to mention the uninteresting absurd rumors interspersed in the middle.

A young girl is beautiful, but this kind of beauty is not as soft as the soft water, but more aggressive because of her own temperament.Such a girl will be pursued by many people, and suffer a lot of strange criticism behind her back, it seems that it is not an unimaginable scene.

It is not enough to say that it is campus violence, but these rumors are always like maggots, on the outside of the bathroom, in the corridor on the first floor where no one passes by in physical education class, and whispers from the audience when receiving awards , It always seems that the unclean dust is always dispelled and lingers around?Qingling couldn't remember their faces, but felt that there was no difference between each of them, anyway, it was no bigger than the difference in taste between two batches of fudge.

It's not so unbearable, but Qing Ling just finds it boring.

The four-dimensional world is compressed into monotonous and repetitive linear and straight events, curse words cannot escape two or three sentences, and even fabricated stories cannot hear any new ideas.At the most depressing time, Qingling wondered if she was caught in the time loop of the Mobius ring.

Signing up to debut was actually just a way to escape the life of nothingness. Later, whenever Qingling heard that Ruan Yubai was full of admiration and said that she was very envious of her great courage to realize her dreams, Qingling always wanted to sigh.

How should I admit it, she is not a sensible and decisive powerful senior, she just doesn't know what to do.

So, if Ruan Yubai hears Qing Ling's inner voice, I'm afraid she must be angry.But? Back? From the time when the school went to celebrate the school anniversary, Qingling didn't have any clear memories of that snowy winter day. She only knew that the back door of the school gymnasium has not been repaired until now. The quality of the speakers It was frighteningly bad, there were two people in flat masks repeating rumors in the front seat, and there was a thin girl who was so childish that she ran up to "swear sovereignty" in front of her.

What's so good about a man like Nanzhudi? It's worth such a cute little girl racking her brains to protest against her?Originally, she just wanted to pass by the other party indifferently, but when she saw the delicate face that was pale because of the cold, Qingling suddenly changed her mind and put her hat on her instead. On the round head.

Like an ignorant and ignorant cat, or a blue bird with underdeveloped fluff.All in all, even though Qing Ling at that time arbitrarily regarded her as someone else's girlfriend, it was still difficult to connect this girl who had been talking about it with the two people in the front seat.

But? That's all.

Qing Ling didn't pay much attention to what happened later, she just clicked on a funny post on the school forum from her ex-friends and took a look at it.

Others can't remember all the replies, but Qingling only remembers one comment from a classmate about a stage play.

"Does anyone really think that Nozomi is an innocent and beautiful girl? To be honest, I have always regarded her as a very scheming black lotus. In the beginning, Nozomi was the one who provoked her first, so I dragged her away? Band , persuaded her to join the competition, but she was also the one who never responded to the genius's feelings. Because she is an ordinary person, she will feel jealous of the real genius, so she will tell a lot of lies. Originally, her qualifications are Can't get into the major of music, but in the end, she deliberately deceives a genius who only cares about her, and in this process, she can't deceive her true feelings. What's the point of pure love, stupidity, sweetness? This kind of never believe in yourself Garbage, until you accept your own trash, and finally let go of your scheming lotus!"

This comment was originally dismissed very quickly, but the lead actor of the popular stage play in the original school actually gave a candid reply seriously.

Ruan Yubai: "It's not Ximei who is scheming, but myself."

To be honest, Qing Ling herself forgot the options given in the interview at that time, and I also want to thank the writer for not asking further questions, otherwise she would find that she likes "Leeds and the Blue Bird" not because of anything else, but because of A movie that can be watched in a few hours is naturally faster than a drama with dozens of episodes like "Wine of Eternal Life".

In comparison, Ruan Yubai loves this work interspersed between reality and fantasy even more than she does. No matter whether she wants to get close to her seniors with such carefulness as closeness to hobbies, she will definitely pay a thousand dollars more than Qingling. A hundred times more hard work.

When I mentioned this matter to Ruan Yubai later, Ruan Yubai narrowed his eyes with vengeance, "Do you know how many hairs did I lose in order to adapt the Two-dimensional anime without being too OOC?" Read it!"

Qingling, who had been settled, smiled lightly, but she was willing to humbly admit her mistake and coax her: "Then let me watch the DVD twice more, this time I will watch it seriously."

"Don't!" Ruan Yubai was still angry, and turned his head to the side awkwardly, "I didn't watch it at the time, and I don't want to watch it again, you annoying bastard with eyes above the top .”

Talking about it? At this time, Ruan Yubai felt a little curious, and clicked back to the original forum, wanting to go? Look at the lonely message of the immature self at the time.But? It's very strange. Other comments and replies are all there, but this one is the only one I can't find.

Later, she and Qingling found a special hacker, but they didn't know how such a strange bug appeared on an ordinary campus website. Even the photo of the principal who was not bald 20 years ago could be found, but they couldn't find it. This ordinary comment.

Before Qingling opened her mouth to persuade her, Ruan Yubai already thought to herself: "Now? Isn't everything that can be worn through a book? Maybe? This comment can also be worn through a book. Maybe it's possible to travel to the ABO world. This powerful comment must be "It will also play a big role."

Qingling couldn't laugh or cry, she didn't know whether to persuade her to read less strange goofy novels, or to admire her weird and cute ideas.

But? Anyway...

Looking at the girl who fell asleep in the practice room due to exhaustion, Qingling gently rubbed a fluff on her slender white cheek with her fingerbone. Everything was silent, and the daytime In a blink of an eye? It fell into darkness, and so the long night fell.

It was at this moment that Qingling overlapped her with the already blurred nervous girl in her memory. The cold wind howled against the window lattice, while all the warm light gathered in the late night of Qingning.

Obviously it was exactly the same as the night a few years ago.

No, Qing Ling thought, it wasn't Ruan Yubai who was scheming, but herself.

Thinking about it now, Qing Ling, who was not very interested in anything at first, would actually give the hat she used in private to a false love rival who was very tiresome in my eyes at the time. ? An unusual start.

It's just that it's hard for a young girl to notice it herself.

In the very future, when Qingling heard the name of this work from Yanlan's mouth again, and saw the ambition in the eyes of this almost forgotten contemporary, she actually wanted to laugh of.

Qingling never seeks a sense of substitution in her works, and she will not apply the story of herself and Ruan Yubai to anyone, no matter if it is a courteous lover with deep affection, roses and little princes in fairy tales , or the music girl struggling for her dream in Yan Lan's mouth, those are all other people's stories.

Only Ruan Yubai is full of emotions, shed tears for the passers-by he knew and didn't know, cuddled tightly on the thin shoulders that were not considered solid, and just sighed with emotion: "How wonderful."

It was never because of Qing Ling, but because of Ruan Yubai's courage and tenacity that is difficult for ordinary people to match. It was Ruan Yubai's light that illuminated her dull and boring life, and made Qing Ling find it in the trivial and boring day after day. It can also be called the stuff of dreams.

How great.

Even a boring lady like Qingling can be illuminated by a treasure full of vitality and rediscovered? How wonderful are these beautiful immature cut feathers.

It doesn't matter if Qingling doesn't believe it, as long as Ruan Yubai believes it is enough, after all, they have once firmly believed that they will be together forever.

But, why? On this warm and sunny spring day, at? Qingling finally clicked on the disc with out-of-frame, and saw that the props wrapped in colorful colors were shining cheaply, and the spotlight softly turned the center The characters are shrouded in the inside, and the girl in the thin long skirt can't help but shed tears when she simply raises her clear cheeks with a cold air in her mouth?

It is the warm spring and autumn in winter, the round fruit in the basket is falling on the wooden floor, no one sees it? The snowflakes are falling, and two faded small Birds, the speakers record a half-lit symphony.But the wind in the story blows all the way from the blazing midsummer to the cold winter of last year, pulling the wind chimes that only existed in fantasy and making a clear and crisp sound, and small green leaves grow out of the cracks in the floor.

This is a baby she personally raised, bright and beautiful, from a child who was ignorant of everything at the beginning, to a mature look now, what kind of complicated mood is this, if you want to separate, how can you be willing to part with it.

She thought, maybe she wasn't? feeding a young child, but was? unconsciously being fed by precious treasures.

The wind that came and went silently? The beautiful umbrella-shaped skirt on the stage was clearly ill-fitting and poor-quality clothing, but Ruan Yubai was still shining with a unique bright light.

This is a treasure born to belong to the spotlight, and should not be dusted because of any setbacks.

At this time, Qingling, who always showed her silent and calm image, trembled, and slowly let go of her tightly clenched hand, and suddenly burst into sobs.

The young and fashionable girl pushed open the wooden door, and the crushed fruit was like a gorgeous carpet spread out. Her voice was clear, sweeter and more transparent than the fruit candy wrapped in glass candy paper:

"Fly."

——The wind is blowing, please fly away.

The author has something to say: Actually, I really like scheming beautiful girls. The most recent brain hole is a beautiful villain who grew up in a slum in the background of steampunk. Sweet, but actually full of bad water.The other protagonist is an organization killer with a cold appearance but a simple(?) heart, but his code name is pig (don’t laugh, the setting is that the seniors in the organization will inherit this code name after they die, so this protagonist is actually The last pig killer)

The relationship is roughly like this:

At the signing party.

"Welcome, my sister's hat is so unique, did you come here to kill me today?"

"Yes. Before that, could you please sign my hat first?"

I don’t know if anyone will like this weird plot, but in fact, I even thought of the name of the text XDDD

I have seen many little angels ask me what to open next book, but I have never dared to answer, because even I don’t know.Simple pig tears.gif