Chinese Goddess Chronicle

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----Whistle?rogue!

---- I am happy!

----Do you believe that friendship lasts forever?

----Do not believe.

----Let me sing for you.

---- Noisy.

----Do you know what it means to be so close to the world?

----...

I once waited downstairs in the music hall from dusk until night fell, hungry and never left; I once picked up the bamboo flute that I hadn’t touched for a long time, just for one person’s birthday; The wind that came... I did everything I could, but in the end I couldn't let go of my pride.

When we were teenagers, we never committed any major crimes. Whispering at night is probably a phenomenon that will exist in every student dormitory, but it is a pity that the dormitory management of that class was particularly strict.Standing from the door of the dormitory to the door of the dormitory building, and finally to the door of the office, has become a joke for people who come and go.

Fortunately, we who were straightforward and naive never felt the slightest bit of shame, and still winked and snickered while covering our lips.

It's a pity that it happened to be the parents' meeting, so I was punished to pick up the garbage behind the teaching building in the morning, and became the guards on both sides of the office in the afternoon, waiting for the parents to pick it up.I don't know what the head teacher said to my parents, so that they issued an ultimatum to stay away from Lin Xiaoluo as soon as they went back.

Naturally, I didn't want to talk to him. I never expected that when I returned to the dormitory next week, I would get the news that Lin Luo had moved out of the dormitory.

She ignored my questioning, and only left a note on the table: "My mother asked me to break up with you."

Like a resentful spouse who was beaten with a club.

I had infinite resentment in my heart, and even in the three years of high school, I also wondered how many possibilities we would have in the future if such incidents had never happened.I have seen her movement before. She cut off her waist-length hair and shaved her sideburns. With a cigarette in her hand, she walked towards a road that surprised me.

So now, Lin Xiaoluo reappeared, but he was still the gentle Lin Xiaoluo?

"Shaved sideburns? Short hair?" Sheng Yan's attention fell on less important things. She didn't mourn for my innocent dead friendship, and she was still tangled up in this meaningless topic.

With mixed feelings, I had already lost the ability to think, so I raised my eyebrows at Sheng Yan, pretended to be frivolous and smiled and said, "That's what you think, you know quite a lot."

Sheng Yan remained silent.

"Later, Lin Xiaoluo regretted it. She wrote me a letter every day and put it under my book. She wanted to move back to my dormitory. She asked for other people's opinions, but she didn't expect that she would fail. Me. I was extremely proud at the time."

"Now you are also proud."

"Listen to me." I couldn't control my tone, took a deep breath, and continued, "Do you know what she did? She squatted at the door of my bedroom every day and sang "Friends". Some love song I can't remember the name of."

"I once joked with my deskmate about playing a game of whoever speaks first loses, and we were both badass. I didn't say a word to her until she transferred to another school a year later. I really want to know What the hell was I thinking in the past?"

"So, unfortunately, you were strangled in the cradle..." Sheng Yan frowned and considered for a while before saying, "Little Huo Miao."

I shook my head and said, "I don't know."

Looking at the darkened profile picture on the phone, I didn't reply.

It was Sheng Yan who spoke for me again: "I can't go back." Under the light, her face was covered with a hazy veil like smoke, her brows were slightly frowned, and her eyes melted. Apart from the usual indifference and alienation, on the contrary, there is a kind of melancholy and melancholy intertwined.

Yes, there is no going back.

Does she also have such a person in her heart?

Chapter 22

"My eyes are full of mountains and rivers, and my thoughts are far away. Falling flowers and wind and rain hurt Chun even more. It is better to pity the people in front of me."

Sheng Yan's handwriting is very beautiful, concealing a restrained edge.The paper on the table was crumpled, like a corner torn from a notebook, what kind of mood did she write these words?

She seldom stayed in the dormitory these days, and I didn't ask much.In fact, this is very good, I don't like to go to the practice room of the calligraphy club, and I just don't get disturbed by myself in a quiet dormitory.Sheng Yan's birthday is coming, I want to give her a surprise, but I can't suppress the excitement, I'm afraid that before that day comes, I've already slipped my mouth.

"Why haven't I seen you care so much about my birthday?" Xiao Ye came to visit our dormitory, she made a gesture of fanning the wind with her hands, and snorted jealously.

This sound startled me, and the knife almost slipped across my left hand.It is not troublesome to shape with a carving knife, but the most challenging part is the grinding and polishing stage.My nose is sensitive to dust. Even with a mask on, it is difficult to breathe in a dusty environment.After not polishing for a long time, I had to go to the bathroom to get a basin of cold water and breathe gently near the surface of the water.

Xiao Ye crossed his legs and asked lazily, "Why are you making things so difficult for yourself? Just buy one from Taobao?"

"It's not the same." I shook my head, "This is more sincere."

"Tsk." Xiao Ye sighed, "If you say you like the goddess, almost anyone with a discerning eye can tell; if you say you don't like it, it's okay, just ask yourself, how much do you know about her? This time I ask You, do you know more than last time?"

The reward Sheng Yan gave me last time was to truthfully answer one question a day, and in the end, nothing happened.I know a little more than I did before, but it's not a complete understanding.Are we close?Compared with other people, but I am afraid that only we can feel that kind of ambiguity.

"Come on, come on, just mess around." Xiao Ye rolled his eyes, looking like he hated iron for being weak.

When Sheng Yan came back with the book in her arms, it was nearly ten o'clock again.

Repeated yawns and tiredness invaded my body and mind, and it was still difficult for me to fall asleep peacefully until I saw Shengyan.

"Have dinner with a friend I haven't seen for a long time, go to sleep." Sheng Yan stared at me for a long time, as if she could read my mind, before I asked, she took the initiative to speak.

This has never happened before, and it cheers up my spirit all of a sudden.It seemed that the vague distance between us disappeared all of a sudden.Not every quiet, intoxicating night, she can be so honest.

"Boyfriend?" I asked pretendingly casually.

Sheng Yan shook her head and said, "No, it's an ordinary friend." She paused, as if she was afraid that I might misunderstand, and added, "Girl, I'm a high school classmate."

"Oh~"

My intentionally elongated tone made her a little dissatisfied, she glared at me, and leaned against my bed to start a conversation: "It's a person who is more presumptuous and reckless than you. In high school, she climbed up to Confucius Like, on top of the --"

"What?" I asked curiously.

Sheng Yan's face turned slightly red, what is it that is so unspeakable?

She frowned and hesitated for a long time before answering, "Linga."

I was stunned for a while, rolling on the bed laughing so hard that I nearly rolled down and bumped into Sheng Yan's arms. "Your classmate is so talented, she must be an artist, what happened to her?"

Sheng Yan also smiled, but it didn't take long.She sighed again: "Being punished, the whole school reported criticism. Fortunately, she didn't care about it. She went abroad directly after graduating from high school, and came back after not staying for long."

enraptured.

When Sheng Yan mentioned her classmate.

Then if she talked about me in front of others, what kind of expression would she have?Looking at her figure, I couldn't help but fell into deep thought.