sleep in your heart

A month or two ago, Zheng Zhi was also looking forward to the upcoming new life and the holiday of complete liberation just like everyone who was approaching the college entrance examination.

At that time, although the so-called "turning point in life" was approaching day by day, everyone still occasionally imagined life after summer vacation.

Gathering after party, singing in KTV all night long, traveling with family or friends when the weather is hottest, taking pictures of goodbye to high school...

At that time, Zheng Zhi thought that if the holiday really came, he would try his best to sleep first, so as to make up for the sleep he missed during his third year of high school.

As a result, I woke up from the dream before I felt enough sleep.

The friends around him, those who were better than him and those who were not as good as him before, will all be settled. After a while, they will go to the university to report with various admission letters. Only he, who was praised all the way, ended up with Such a result.

Zheng Zhi has always shown that he doesn't care about it, and many times he really feels that repeating the study is not as difficult as everyone said, but when he sits with these old classmates again, everyone talks to him with a little caution At that time, he had to admit that the difference in status now brought him pressure.

The few boys hugged each other and sang "Friends walk together for life", he sat on the side, staring at the lyrics on the KTV TV screen in a daze.

He Ye and a girl came in with a waiter carrying a large basket of snacks. The waiter in black overalls squatted in front of a low table and set snacks for them. He Ye bypassed him and sat beside Zheng Zhi.

"What do you think?"

The box was too noisy, Zheng Zhi couldn't hear her clearly, and looked at her in surprise.

He Ye smiled. In the dimly lit room, a sour feeling suddenly appeared in his heart.

She didn't continue talking to Zheng Zhi, after the waiter went out, she went over and ordered a song.

A few people, except Zheng Zhi and He Ye, were having a lot of fun, feeling like a group of demons dancing wildly. These young people who had been suppressed for a long time finally released their nature completely this summer. All the energy is released.

After a few loud and fast songs, the room suddenly fell silent, and the name of the song—"He Doesn't Love Me"—appeared on the screen.

A boy asked with a microphone in his hand, "Hey, who ordered the song?"

He Ye stood up and took the microphone.

Who she was singing for, several people in the box knew in their hearts, but no one booed, no one said anything, they just listened to her singing quietly.

He Ye was sitting there beside Zheng Zhi, singing expressionlessly, and at the end of the chorus, he began to choke up.

Zheng Zhi didn't look at her either. There was embarrassment, but more of it was irritability. The lyrics and He Ye's voice were like knives, cutting his heart little by little, and he wanted to avoid it.

During the interlude, He Ye looked at him, and Zheng Zhi glanced at her from the corner of his eye. When she picked up the microphone to say something, he suddenly stood up and said, "I'm going to the bathroom."

Zheng Zhi fled in a hurry, leaving a room full of people and He Ye who finally couldn't hold back his tears.

This was their last summer, and He Ye felt that he had always been sensible, but just being self-willed for once made him annoying.

As soon as she cried, the girls who were close to her rushed to comfort her. Even though Zheng Zhi was not there, He Ye endured and sang the song with a crying voice.

Until now, she still doesn't know the reason why Zheng Zhi rejected her.

He Ye came out of the box, searched around, and finally saw Zheng Zhi at the door of the KTV.

The boy she had secretly liked for a long time stood in the night smoking with his head bowed, looking lonely, as if his whole body was entangled in melancholy.

She felt a little guilty, thinking that his melancholy probably came from her own entanglement.

"Zheng Zhi." He Ye walked over. When the two looked at each other, they obviously felt Zheng Zhi's dodge for a moment. She asked, "When did you learn to smoke?"

"Is this still worth learning?" Zheng Zhi smiled, was silent for a while, and then said, "I'm sorry."

"...Why do you say sorry again? It's not your fault that you don't like me."

It's not wrong to like someone, and it's not wrong to dislike someone. There is no such thing as right or wrong about feelings.

He Ye said: "I made you embarrassed just now, I should say I'm sorry, but I just feel sad and want to sing a song for you."

"It sounds good." Zheng Zhi didn't know what to say. He found that he could easily solve math problems that others found difficult, but he was a little helpless when facing emotional problems.

All he could do was to categorically refuse, but he didn't want his words to turn into blades and hurt others, especially He Ye.

Zheng Zhi never thought of himself as a gentle and kind person, but friends are friends after all, and He Ye did nothing wrong.

"How about this, you answer a few questions for me, and then we can completely change the story, okay?"

Zheng Zhi looked at her suspiciously: "What's the problem?"

A gust of humid and warm evening wind blew over, blowing He Ye's hair wildly, she raised her hand to tidy up the messed up hair, and asked Zheng Zhi: "Is it because you have someone you like? ?”

When arriving in class on Monday morning, You Zeyi and Zhou Tong came in together, because the seats had to be rotated every week, the class was noisy, everyone was running around the classroom with their stack of books.

Before Zheng Zhi came, You Zeyi planned to help Zheng Zhi move the stack of exercise books after moving his own books, but unexpectedly, a letter fell out from the bottom just as he picked it up.

It wasn't the one that Zhou Tong asked You Zeyi to pass on last time. This time it was an ordinary-looking white envelope, but there was a cartoon hand-painted villain in the lower left corner. Nothing was written on the envelope, but it was bulging. , it looks like there should be more than one piece of letter paper inside.

You Zeyi knew that he shouldn't touch other people's things, but at that moment he suddenly became curious.

He knows how popular Zheng Zhi is, what he knows and what he doesn't know, how many girls have sent love letters and confessed their love, You Ze can't even guess.

He has also been confessed since he was a child, but very few. Many people say that he is fair and handsome, but he is not the kind that girls would like. Most teenage girls like Zheng Zhi. So tall, handsome and sunny, he is just an inconspicuous roadside grass, no one will pay special attention to him.

When You Ze looked at the envelope, he wasn't jealous or envious, but felt a little uncomfortable for a moment.

Just like when he was having dinner on Saturday night, he accidentally saw Zheng Zhi passing by, and the girl walking beside him.

You Ze pursed his lips, put down the book, picked up the envelope, put it in a book, then picked up the stack of books again, and walked back to his seat.

He still didn't touch Zheng Zhi's letter in the end, it was not something he could touch, he had no right or position, he didn't allow himself to do such a thing.

When Zheng Zhi entered the classroom, You Zeyi was sitting there in a daze. He saw that his book had been brought over, and thanked You Zeyi with a smile.

You Zeyi didn't notice him at first, but was taken aback when he realized it.

"Early in the morning, did you wake up?" Zheng Zhi rarely made a joke, and looked at him with a smile while packing his things.

"Well, a little bit." You Ze lowered his head and flipped through the exercise book, and pretended to study with a pen.

Zheng Zhi didn't say much anymore, he sorted out the stack of books on the table, and suddenly saw the white envelope.

He took out the thick envelope from the book with an inexplicable expression, read both the front and back, and muttered, "Who gave it to you?"

You Ze turned to look at him, his ears blushed inexplicably, and then said: "I don't know, I was there when I moved the books just now."

Zheng Zhi glanced at him, his eyes fixed on his blushing ears.

Generally speaking, Zheng Zhi wouldn't even read any love letters, it's not like he would just throw them away, he felt that would be disrespectful.

The feeling of liking someone is very beautiful, and this kind of feeling is also very beautiful. To write all the beautiful emotions nervously on the letter paper with hidden scheming, and then send it out nervously. Small childish.

Zheng Zhi feels that even if he doesn't like the other party, he should maintain a minimum of respect. He won't read or respond. The other party naturally understands what it means, and those letters that haven't been opened are all stuffed in by him. In a box on the bookcase at home, they fell asleep together, which is also a commemoration of his youth.

Zheng Zhi stuffed the letter into his schoolbag, and suddenly remembered the question He Ye asked him that night.

Is there someone you like?

If not, what kind of person do you like?

Zheng Zhi never thought about this issue, as if before He Ye officially confessed his love to him, he didn't think about the relationship issue at all.

The love letters I received before seemed like the wind caressing the surface of the water, even if it blows over, even if it makes a little ripple in my heart, it's not enough to make waves.

But He Ye is different after all, this is the first time he has discussed this kind of issue with a girl head-on.

Zheng Zhi said, "I haven't thought about it."

He Ye said, "Then what if I ask you to think about it now?"

He couldn't figure out why. At this moment, the 19-year-old Zheng Zhi suddenly discovered that the most difficult thing in the world is not the comprehensive math problems repeatedly emphasized by the teacher. In the face of emotional problems, at least those math problems can still be found. .

That night, Zheng Zhi finally said to He Ye: "I don't know what kind of person I will fall in love with. I am also very curious about this question."

Human beings are too elusive. Everyone thinks they know enough about themselves, but when they encounter problems, they realize that "understanding themselves" is also a matter that requires a lifetime of research.

"You choose one!"

Suddenly someone called You Zeyi at the door, and Zheng Zhi looked up with him.