When the fierce and foolish meet the pure fishing system

In "One Thought", there are sparse songs.

"Sorry Ididn'tkissyou/Butit'sobviousIwantto/Bubblegumdownmythroatandit'sacurse/Butluckcouldn'tbeworse/CusIswallowedthebubblegum/Ohandthese7yearswillbeprettydumb/Pinkflowersgrowfrommyskin/PeptobismalveinsandIgrin/Youlooksonice inyourshirt/It's sad because it's just thurts/I'd do anything for you/Butwouldyou do that formetoo..."

It was Claro's "Bubblegum," a song he liked very much.

The Chinese translation is also beautiful, "I'm sorry I didn't kiss you at that time / But I just forgot / It's all because of the bubble gum stuck in my throat / And luck can't be worse / I couldn't help swallowing the bubble gum / Alas, it seems that the past seven years have been muddled/Pink flowers slowly bloomed on the skin/Peptobismal swallowed and I grinned/You look so good in your shirt/It’s just a little sad and painful/I’m willing to do anything for you/ And you are not the other way around..."

——It's like lying on the table by the window, when half dreaming and half awake, the dim but bright sunlight shines on the eyelids, turning the eyes into the crystal color of the glass class, the eyelashes hang over the eyes, and the eyes look at the slightly curved white fingers , fiddled with the air one by one.

Just as quiet and beautiful as that person.

Suddenly remembered the first time the two met.It wasn't that he met Luo Yunting unilaterally at the sports meeting, but that they met face to face for the first time.

At that time, he was about to leave the classroom for some reason, and as soon as he left the classroom door, he saw Luo Yunting standing at the door of their classroom.

"Student, can you call your class monitor?"

The voice is deep and soft, with the timbre of a teenager, making people addicted.The sun shone on this man's fair face, and his slightly curly black hair, which was obviously black, but was illuminated by the sun like maroon. In retrospect, maybe that was the most suitable color for this man.Gentle, quiet, always smiling.

How did he react then?With an indifferent and expressionless face, he turned back to the classroom without saying a word, called someone for this person, and then returned to his seat without saying a word.

What a coward he was.He obviously likes it very much, but he still has a deep look on his face.

What did Luo Yunting think at that time?Probably feel that he is cold and difficult to get along with.

However, he may be considered handsome.

Anyway, the man said later that he liked himself.

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Coming out of "One Thought", He Feng didn't go to Luo Yunting's house, he had other things to do.

It has nothing to do with anyone, it's his own business.

He has been confused all this time, he feels that he has something to do, but it is just a vague shadow, if you ask him what it is, he has no way to describe it clearly.But if it says nothing, then it must not be.

He must do these things, although for a long time, he didn't know what it was, he was always looking for it.However, I don't know when the shadows of these things became more and more clear. Although they were not so clear that he could describe them in detail, he thought that he probably already knew what they were.

When did it start?

It seems to be an afternoon, a sleepy afternoon lying on the table, watching the green leaves outside the window being penetrated by the sun, watching the slightly dazzling light shining on the window rail.At that time, I was thinking about someone, secretly liking someone, wanting to get close but being reserved, wanting to express but being unable to speak out, at that time it seemed that infinite emotions were entangled and fermented.

He can't express some emotions and stories in straightforward language, but that doesn't mean he doesn't have one. Everyone has a heart, and as long as they have a heart, they will have feelings.All emotions need an outlet. If they cannot be expressed in words, they will be expressed in other ways, maybe the words written by the writer, maybe the painting on the drawing board of the painter, maybe a cup of coffee brewed a glass of wine……

What is it for him?

Maybe he should become a singer.

Wandering around the world with a piano?

No, at least he will bring Luo Yunting with him.

Go start a band.

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After finishing his own business, He Feng didn't return to Luo Yunting's home until around eight o'clock in the evening.

Luo Yunting's house is located in the depths of the winding alley, fortunately it is a small single-family house, although it took some detours, fortunately, it was found.When he arrived, Luo Yunting had not returned yet.

He opened the door with the key and turned on the light on the wall - the room was no different from when he came two days ago, and he could even smell his own scent left in the room.

He couldn't help curling the corners of his mouth.When I saw Luo Yunting for the first time, when I was thinking about this person every day, how could I have thought that one day he would be able to be with this person, and even truly live with this person?

After entering the room, he took off his coat and put it on the sofa, then went to the kitchen to make something to eat.I looked at the time, it was almost nine o'clock.Evening self-study class ends at 09:30, and homework needs to be handed in. It takes about 45:[-] for Luoyunting to leave the school gate and go home. It takes about half an hour to walk home. After all, it is very dark at night. And twists and turns.But fortunately, this area is also considered a school district housing, many people will go to this area when visiting schools, Luo Yunting should not be alone.In fact, he had never thought about these issues before, but since Luo Yunting was implicated by him last time and was blocked in an alley and injured, he was a little worried.

Worry?

He reached out and touched his chest, through the thin sweater, he could feel the beating heart in his warm chest.

He rarely feels like this.In the past, he would always encounter many troublesome and dangerous things, but he never cared about them, nor would he worry about them. Later, when Li Yihuan went to deal with these things with him, he would not worry about Li Yihuan, because he knew that he would Do your best to protect Li Yihuan, and Li Yihuan will also do your best to protect yourself. When the two of them are fighting with all their strength, there is nothing to worry about.

But Luo Yunting is different. He Feng knows that this person is not as fragile as he looks, but he also knows that this person is not as strong as he looks.Luo Yunting looks soft and non-aggressive, but he seems to be powerful in everything, strong in everything, and able to do his best.But He Feng knew that those powerful people were not the real Luo Yunting, he could always see his sadness through his strong and indifferent appearance, through his smile.

So he was worried about Luo Yunting, and he wanted to protect him.

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Walking to the sofa, he took out his mobile phone from his coat pocket, thought for a while, and sent a message to Luo Yunting.

"After school, wait for me at the bulletin board on the left side of the school gate, and I will pick you up."

Then he took off his shoes and sat on the sofa, curled up on the sofa, staring blankly at the screen of the phone, waiting for Luo Yunting's reply.

Within 2 minutes, the phone vibrated, and a dialog box popped up on the interface.He unlocked the lock screen, clicked in to see, it was indeed sent by Luo Yunting.

"Okay." With two simple words and one punctuation mark, his mood suddenly jumped up.

Two, go out in 10 minutes, the time should be about the same.

Luo Yunting told him to study hard.After that, the two went to the same university together, went to another city, and went to live the lives of the two of them.

He opened his schoolbag, found an English book, turned to the vocabulary page at the back, and silently recited the words.

10 minutes passed quickly.He closed the book, turned off the lights, left the house, locked the door, and turned on the flashlight on his phone to illuminate the dimly lit alley.

Walking out of the alley to the avenue, I saw a lot of traffic outside, blocking cars, the lights of the cars, the street lights, and the lights of the shops on the street, illuminating the city at night as if it were daytime.

He walked down the street towards the school.

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By the time we got to the school gate, it was already nine forty.At this time, the school gate was full of cars, all of them came to pick up the students, and the entire school gate was blocked.He Feng bypassed several cars before reaching the bulletin board on the left side of the school gate.

A little bored looking at the content on the bulletin board - it was nothing more than the fact that XX was the provincial champion in the previous session, how many times XX was in the top of the province, and XX was admitted to the best university in the country and so on.

I suddenly thought, maybe after two and a half years, Luo Yunting's photo and name will be posted on the bulletin board.At that time, he should also have a fair face, with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, and a word of encouragement for his juniors and younger sisters was written under the photo...

Thinking of this, He Feng couldn't help but want to laugh - at that time, everyone would envy and love this person, but this person belonged to him.

"What are you laughing at?" A gentle voice suddenly came from behind.

It is Luoyun Pavilion.

He Feng turned his head and looked into the man's eyes.Luo Yunting faced him against the light, he couldn't see this person's face clearly, but he could see his delicate silhouette, and he could see his hair slightly raised in the light.

He Feng couldn't help but raised his hand to stroke the man's hair, Luo Yunting was startled, and slightly blocked it.

His heart darkened, this person still minded.Luo Yunting didn't want to tell others that they were together.

But it doesn't matter, one day, those scars will fade, and those mindful things will become ordinary.He raised the corner of his mouth slightly, smiled, and asked, "I have my back to you, how do you know I'm smiling?"

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