Fast Travel: Saving the Fairy Tale World

It was a knot in my mind that I was unwilling to open for the rest of my life.

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When I first entered university, I was full of expectations and arrangements for the future, and I had inexhaustible energy for everything.

Student unions, clubs, class management, all kinds of things, I arranged countless things for myself, trying to fill that empty and withered heart.

Because I am an orphan.

Because I don't have many friends.

Although I have a good appearance, my timidity and conservatism will always dissuade many people who want to get close to me.

After the freshman period, I realized that I didn't have so many spare things to do the things I arranged for myself.

Every night, I would go deep into the deep distress, complaining about my incompetence, wishing I was the genius with two minds on TV.

One day it was raining lightly outside. After finishing several PPTs in a row, I felt a little dizzy and wanted to go outside for a walk.

It was in this situation that I met Ji Peisheng.

He is a senior in a different major from the same college as mine, and his performance in military training has left a deep impression on me.Singing out-of-key songs in front of all the freshmen, the smile on his face is the expression I dream of having.

But I am not worthy.

The senior seems to remember me, probably because I rank first among the freshmen in terms of appearance.

He greeted me cordially, as if he had been a friend for many years.

When I was flattered, the senior suddenly said that he would invite me to dinner.

Because the tuition fees were collected through the green channel loan, I never dared to eat in a restaurant, let alone such a well-decorated restaurant.

I sat tremblingly opposite the senior, looking at the large table of dishes on the table, not daring to put down my chopsticks.

The senior seemed to have noticed my timidity, he kept adding vegetables to my bowl, and told cold jokes to make me happy.

But these all ended hastily under my expressionless reaction.

After eating, we held an umbrella and took a walk by the river.

In the drizzle, under the orange reflection of the street lamps, the senior's incomparably perfect profile seemed to be shining.I felt my heart beating violently. I was afraid that my seniors would find out that something was wrong, so I quickly found an excuse to go back to the dormitory.

Since that day, the scene of that night will always appear in my mind over and over again.

I often stare in the mirror in a daze, and it seems that the captivating face of my senior is reflected in front of my eyes.

But I don’t know if it’s a coincidence or my bad luck. I haven’t met the senior for several months. I didn’t know that the senior went abroad as an exchange student until the next semester started, and I didn’t come back until the semester started.

When I met him at the school gate, he was smiling and chatting with some classmates who were my alumni.

When he saw me, the senior seemed very happy, he didn't even care about those alumni, put his arms around my shoulders, and said he would take me to dinner.

I repeatedly declined, saying that I was very embarrassed last time, and this time I must return the invitation.

Because during the winter vacation, I worked as a summer job for more than a month, and I had some spare money.Originally, I wanted to use it for the living expenses of the six months, but the moment I saw the senior, my heart beat uncontrollably.

The place chosen by the senior is too delicate, and I am a little worried that I don't have enough spare money.

Fortunately, the senior didn't order a lot of food, but brought several cases of beer.

Taking advantage of the wine, the senior said a lot.

Only then did I learn that the senior’s family is also very average. Although it can’t be said to be poor, it is far from well-off.For a while, I felt a sense of sympathy.But if the senior didn't tell me, I would definitely not be able to tell, because from the clothes, shoes, and where he usually eats, I really can't tell that he is a child from an ordinary family.

When the alcohol hit my head, my consciousness became a little fuzzy, and I could vaguely remember that I said some messy words at that time, and after pouring out my full emotions, I felt a lot more comfortable.

But the senior just smiled, with a blush on his slightly smoked cheeks.

After the heart-to-heart conversation that night, the communication between me and my senior seems to be getting closer.

He will find opportunities to come to see me from time to time and give me some exquisite little gifts.

Although I have no money, I have a stronger temper and never want to owe anything to others.So every time I return the gift to the senior.

When I was a sophomore, the senior suddenly asked me to borrow money.

I was a little nervous and asked him how much he wanted to borrow.

Because I don't have much money, the money I earn from summer jobs needs to be used for professional qualification certificates.

But the senior asked for [-] yuan, saying that his father was ill, and now the family lacked labor force, lacked financial resources, and had to bear the high medical expenses. He really had no choice, so he came to me to borrow money.He said that he couldn't find anyone else, just a good friend like me.

Is it just me?I was excited for no reason.

But 2 yuan is too much money, even if you sell me, it will be more than that much money!

Later, my senior told me that the poverty bursary was about to come down.I am one of the few special subsidies in the school, and I will receive 2 yuan.

The senior's father is ill, and the 2 yuan is not very important to me now, so of course I have to lend it to him.

After that, I don't know how long it took, but the senior didn't contact me.

Feeling a little lost in my heart, I came back from class one day, and I heard my roommate talk about my senior, who seemed to have opened a studio in the city center.

I didn't believe it at the time, the senior's family is now empty, and they have to ask me to borrow money to treat my father, so how could they have the time to open a studio?But curiosity still drove me to the city center.

The seniors are really strict with others, and they will be scolded for being lazy and negligent at work.

It was also this time that I realized that the senior really opened a studio.

Looking at me standing at the door of the studio, the senior seemed to be in a dilemma.

I asked my senior, you didn't ask me to borrow money to treat your father, but to open a studio, right?

The senior's eyes were full of tenderness, and his broad palm gently stroked my head, like rubbing a cat's stomach.

He said that he was afraid that I would refuse, so he had to find such an excuse to let me not blame him.

I smiled, how could I blame him, I was too happy to be happy.The senior's father is fine, and he is also self-employed, so I don't have so many worries.

But, why is there a faint pain in my heart?

I was walking on the street alone, and the streets were full of golden leaves in the season of high autumn.

The soles of the feet stepped on the fallen leaves and made a rustling sound, like a wordless cry.

The senior actually chased him out.

He was wearing a black suit, with short hair cut neatly, panting and pressing his hand on the tree, looking at me dumbfounded.

He asked me why I was crying.

I didn't answer, but just used wordless silence to express my disgust at his deceit.

The senior suddenly hugged me in his arms, and I was stunned for a moment.

His embrace is really warm, I feel like I have fallen into a warm ocean, I looked up at the senior, only to see him smiling and saying to me: "Xiaoqi, I like you."

I like you, what a sweet four words.

I have never dared to speak out, for fear of being laughed at.But when these four words came out of the mouth of the senior, it was so appropriate.How happy it must be to be liked by such a person who is covered in soft light!

I was so excited that I couldn't speak, the senior pressed me against the tree trunk, caught off guard by a deep kiss.

The senior's tongue was strong and powerful, and my clenched teeth were also pried open by him. Between the intersecting lips and teeth, the whole world is full of his breath.When I was almost out of breath, the senior left reluctantly, holding my eyes full of love.

My face was flushed like a hot dog.

The senior asked me to go back to school first, and come to me after he got off work.

I went back obediently, but the senior didn't come.I know that he must have been delayed by something, so I don't blame him.This temperature lasted until graduation.In fact, I was a little bit distressed, because my relationship with the senior didn't make any substantial progress, and it always stayed at the point of hugging and kissing.

But I heard from my roommate that two people who love each other should go to bed and have sex.

But the senior doesn't seem to have any idea about this, even when we go out to play together, we always open a double room.

Is it because I am a man, so even if the senior accepts it psychologically, his body still cannot accept it?

But I don't care, the psychological comfort has already made me extremely happy.The days of getting along with the senior are very relaxed and happy, because he is really a person who thinks about others.He knows what I want and what I want to hear, he will accompany me when I am uncomfortable, and use all his patience to give me a sense of security.

Such a man is so devoted to me, I really have no virtue or ability.

If that incident hadn't happened, it would have been a long time before I knew that the senior had left unexpectedly.

After graduating from senior year, the studio of the senior has also developed to a great extent, and there are also a lot of savings.

The senior who has graduated for more than a year has completely lost his youthful immaturity, and his masculine charm can be seen at a glance.I am often intoxicated by this breath, but I have to let him go away from me.

Because the seniors often go to the United States for business trips, and they go for more than a month.

I looked at the company's cooperation projects, but there is no cooperation with the United States. What is the project that the seniors want to cooperate with?

I'm curious, but don't delve into it.Because I know that the senior knows more than me, he must have his reasons for doing so, I just need to do my own thing well.

But one day, the orphanage that took me in when I was a child was suddenly on the verge of bankruptcy, and the funds were completely unable to turn over.Because I am the best-developed among those in the orphanage, those uncles and uncles in those days came to me.

The orphanage is undoubtedly my reborn parents, and I certainly have no reason to refuse.

But just when I wanted to get some money from the company's accounts, I was told by the accountant that all the company's working capital and real estate were sold by the seniors and taken to the United States.

Like being hammered, this is probably the best portrayal of my mood at that time!

Did the senior encounter any crisis in the United States?Do you need so much money to solve it?

He couldn't afford the money, so he had to delay the request from the orphanage's uncle.

Procrastinating and procrastinating, this matter will be over.

Later, when I heard many of my companions call me a white-eyed wolf, tears flowed involuntarily.

It's not that I don't want to, it's that I don't have the ability!

I really have no money, why does no one understand me?

Orphanages don't get cash flow, and those orphans from all over are sent to other large orphanages.

Overnight, I seem to have witnessed the collapse of my homeland.This kind of discomfort is like drinking the strongest foreign wine in one gulp. The hot alcohol passes through your throat, ferments and tosses in your stomach.You feel like a knife is twisting your stomach, you are sweating, your skin is wrinkled and trembling, but there is nothing you can do.

It was a really sad time, but it was over after all.

Just when I packed up my mood and was about to find another job, I finally received an email from my senior.

It was also this email that completely overwhelmed me, as if the world was against me.

"Xiaoqi, the time I was with you was the happiest time in my life. But now I have to leave to pursue my ideal. I don't know if I will have the chance to come back, and I haven't had time to say it myself I said sorry to you and went to the United States. Sorry, forget me! You are a good boy, you deserve better, and you are still complete, and you will have a better life in the future."

After reading this email, my eyes went black, as if the universe had a big bang, and countless shining stars spewed out of the black hole.After the explosion, there was endless darkness.

It was really an unforgettable memory, and I dare not forget it until I die.

When one is extremely sad, one cannot cry.Because you can't believe it, and you don't want to believe it.

That's how I was, so I continued to take the teacher's certificate exam in a daze, and wanted to be a teacher in a certain high school.

Then wait for the senior to come back.

But one day, my brain suddenly had a bright light.

Tears flowed down.

He knew from the beginning that the relationship between us would end sooner or later, so he didn't want to touch me, and he didn't want to touch me.But does he think this is good for me?Fortunately, I still opened my heart, wishing to give him all of myself.

This is the way of the world!Everyone is a beggar, seeking love on the road of love.

The beggar I am is just the one who was abandoned, the world is so big, how many people like me are there?This relationship, from beginning to end, is just my one-man show.I shouldn't sink into sadness, I should keep fighting with a new look.

But, I don't know if I can hold on.

Maybe one day, I was so sad that I accidentally committed suicide in the middle of nondescript; maybe one day when I was on the road, the sudden chaos in my mind made me ignore the speeding cars.

The car collided with my body, and my remains took off in mid-air for a short while, then fell heavily again.

In this life, I was born on the earth and died on the earth.

At that time, I should swear.

If there is another life, I must be a mature and independent Yang Qi, so that I will not meet the next Ji Peisheng again.