that love, that youth

Because the sudden confession failed, and because a bastard harassed me inexplicably, I was annoyed like ants on a hot pot for many days.

Sitting there every day and looking at Wang Hui's nonchalant appearance, I feel that I am particularly wronged, as if I have been greatly abused.

At the same time, a lot of resentment arises, why is the confession so heartfelt, why everything is over before I can say what I want to say.

I convinced myself of my strong self-esteem, and prepared to do it all over again, so I chose an evening self-study, and wrote a small note again, this time I wrote "Wang Hui, I like you" bluntly and honestly. These words were solemnly signed with Tian Tian's name.

Looking at the little note I wrote, I ruled out the difficulties and dangers in my heart and raised a beautiful expectation, "I made it clear this time, some people can no longer pretend to be stupid."

I stretched out my hand to pull Wang Hui's clothes. This feeling is very good. Although I only pulled it once last time, I am very familiar with it this time.

Wang Hui turned his head and saw the note in my hand. Instead of taking it like last time, he turned his head and looked to my right back. I followed her gaze and saw Zeng Xiaowu's angry eyes.

Then Zeng Xiaowu got out of his seat, pressed the table with me and blatantly snatched the note from my hand, and quickly unfolded it to take a look.

At first I was stunned, then I became angry.It's really not enough to bully people, right?

I squeezed the chair at the same table and snatched the note back. Although it was a little damaged, the words were still there, so I forced the note to Wang Hui.

There was no sound during this process, and the entire classroom was still silent. The students studying hard in front must not know that there is a war going on here. The heroine of the war is I, He Tiantian. I have almost suffered the biggest insult in my life.

Enduring all the embarrassment, I glared at Zeng Xiaowu. Under my threat, he sat in his seat, and Wang Hui also accepted the note.

I pretended to be calm and sat down, and the students in the last two rows followed me and withdrew their eyes from watching the excitement.

I was humiliated in my position, trying to suppress the anger in my heart, but unexpectedly received a note from Wang Hui.He replied on the note I wrote to him: See you on the playground after evening self-study.

Then I burst into joy, the anger just now seemed to be swept away like a dark cloud after the rain, even such an embarrassing thing still had a good ending.

I was planning how to show off in front of Zeng Xiaowu, me and my upcoming love.

The playground I'm looking forward to, here I come.

Wang Hui still walked slowly, but this time there was no one behind him.He walked up to me, still calling my name, He Tiantian.

Then he said that he didn't want to fall in love in high school, and his father was still waiting for him to be admitted to college.

My heart sank suddenly, and I found that love is far away.

It doesn't matter, let's be good friends, study together and work hard together, okay?This is my request from the bottom of my heart. For the sake of love, women are actually willing to lower themselves into the dust.

Hey, I feel a little sympathetic to Zhang Ailing at this moment.Forget it, let me pity myself first.

Wang Hui's answer was still Nuonuo's.

Finally, he finally got up the courage to say that it is impossible for the two of us.Let me tell you the truth, Zeng Xiaowu has already left the conversation in the boys' dormitory, and you, He Tiantian, are covering him up.I miss you..you know him too, I'm here to learn not to cause trouble.You go back quickly, I'm leaving.

He seems to have a remote control, and he tried to adjust the speech rate to the fastest, so quickly announced a thing that I didn't even dare to think about, and ended my wonderful expectation at the fastest speed.

Wang Hui said and walked towards the exit.I followed up step by step, Wang Hui, tell me clearly whether you are afraid of Zeng Xiaowu or you don't like me at all.

Wang Hui's footsteps did not slow down because of my words, but was stopped by a group of unknown young people. I knew one of them, yes, Zeng Xiaowu.

I think Wang Hui must be trembling, his words have been broken.He walked up to Zeng Xiaowu and said, I have already made it clear to He Tiantian that it has nothing to do with me, please let me go.

A sentence came out of Zeng Xiaowu's mouth, Tiantian asked you something, I want to hear your answer.Wang Hui cheered up, and said loudly to me tremblingly: "He Tiantian, I have never liked you, and I will not in the future."

My tears are like broken beads.I planted a garden in my heart, and wanted to give him the most beautiful flowers one by one, but unexpectedly, he destroyed it with his own hands.

I cried and ran out of the playground, I swear I will never know you Wang Hui again in this life, you coward, you are not worthy of being a man.

Back in the dormitory, I cried loudly in the small space of the bathroom. After crying, I washed my face with cold water. At this time, the sky was thundering and lightning, as if reflecting my mood. I opened the north window and blew the air. After blowing the rainy wind, he didn't come out and sit on his bed until he felt the coolness on his back.

Everyone in the dormitory was there, but only my bedmate, Wei Wei, sat beside me, patting my back as comfort.

The clinical Xiuxiu said, what are you crying for? There are so many things that are worth being so sad.Banhua said in a hurry, what's wrong Tiantian, your eyes are so beautiful, how can you see people tomorrow if you are swollen from crying.

Others didn't know what they were busy with, maybe they were gloating, maybe they had a lot of emotion, but they just couldn't say anything.I suddenly discovered that it turns out that not talking is a kind of torture. Who knows what he is thinking, including me.

In class the next day, Wang Hui's seat was empty. I didn't know what happened last night, but I felt a little sad. It was my fault that I made out of nothing, but I had to implicate a good student who should have stayed out of it.

Love turns out to be so blind, it only cares about sprinting like an arrow leaving the string, but never asks if the target is afraid of pain.

The next day, Wang Hui came back, seemingly unscathed, and started tidying up the desks after he arrived. The teacher asked a few classmates to help him carry books and so on. Shifted.

Then the teacher also invited me into the office, enlightened me, and told me to study hard and not to fall in love at this time. Oh, mygod, student Wang Hui, how can you use this as an excuse?

It was obviously a beautiful love, but it was resolutely branded tragic, in exchange for a tragic ending.

I went back stupidly, suddenly worried a lot, if the teacher informs the parents, if the parents know what I did, if...

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