that love, that youth

I stayed for a whole week with such worries, and found that the teacher didn't seem to inform the parents of my movements, and the head teacher's attitude towards me didn't seem to have changed in any essential way.I just came back to life.

In order to figure out how Wang Hui got there, I racked my brains.I asked Wei Wei to find Wang Hui, and what she told me was that Wang Hui didn't say anything, only that he should never look for him again.

In order to find out the truth, I had no choice but to make an appointment with Zeng Xiaowu.At that time, I was really like a holy warrior with a lot of blood. Except for asking why, everything else was wasted.

After evening self-study, Zeng Xiaowu followed me and came to the playground step by step.

I directly asked him what happened that night and why Wang Hui left.Zeng Xiaowu just said lightly, "He just left, why you should know" I have to admit, what he said is very reasonable, of course I know that he left because of me "I want to know what you did more"

"So, you came for me, not Wang Hui"

"I'm asking you, what on earth did you do to him that night" I raised my voice, brushing off his ego goodness.As long as I get the answer, tomorrow I will know who you are, Zeng Xiaowu.

Maybe he saw through my inner monologue, and went round and round without giving me the answer I expected.Instead, he told me a lot of anecdotes.

He said that Lu Xun doted on his children very much, so he wrote the poem about how Lianzi is not a husband.

It seems that the tender side of a man always needs preparation and explanation, but in fact every man has a soft side, especially when it comes to true love.

He said that Xu Zhimo's favorite is actually Lin Huiyin, and Lu Xiaoman is just his dewy love, in other words, he is the second best.

If it were him, he would choose to persevere for the rest of his life like Jin Yuelin. After all, liking someone doesn't necessarily mean having someone, keeping them is a joy.

He said that Zhang Ailing actually no longer loved Hu Lancheng after she arrived, and such a moth to the flame was just to prove that she had truly loved.And it's not that Hu Lancheng has no true love for her, it's just that it's never difficult to be a dedicated person for herself.

It was a mild night, I walked slowly around the 800-meter track of the playground, Zeng Xiaowu was in front of me, walking backwards towards me, listening to him tell these stories, I was very happy.

Only then did I understand how to look at a person simply by their appearance. In my heart, such a bad boy can comprehend different love encounters in the world. Reading is good, and when you meet someone who is willing to talk to you People with books are even better.

I actually understood Zhang Ailing's sentence: She met him and was as low as the dust.

When the dust settled on Wang Hui, the first year of high school had come to an end.According to the school's regulations, everyone in the second year of high school will be divided into subjects.

The results of the final exam are the same as the results of every time. In terms of science scores, I am still the person who should be ashamed the most.

Wei Wei told me that my scores in physics and chemistry combined were not as high as those in Chinese. This sentence really hurt me.

But she persuaded me with good reasons, so that I don't have to worry about Zeng Xiaowu.I didn't think about it for a while, and asked her why?She said that although Zeng Xiaowu didn't study much, but aside from his unsatisfactory liberal arts grades, science is also acceptable, so you will definitely not be in the same class, and naturally you don't have to worry about his harassment.

I strongly agree.But some inexplicable disappointment suddenly rose from the bottom of my heart.

I was assigned to Class [-] of Arts, and Zeng Xiaowu was assigned to Class [-] of Science.When the teacher finished reading the class list, my heart was a little confused. I have to say that I am an old-fashioned old-fashioned person. No matter what kind of changes, even if there is a turmoil, I will have a lot of nostalgia and a lot of worries.

It's like my mother's evaluation of my coming home on weekends: "You are so weird, you don't want to come when you come, and you don't want to leave when you go."

But fortunately, Wei Wei is still with me. I like this little girl with shoulder-length hair, who is safe and stable but only loves to be lively.

Wang Hui was assigned to the first class of science.

Every time I saw him from a distance, he always turned around and avoided me.

Unless there is no turn to turn, he just walked past me with his head down, like a mouse meeting a cat, afraid of me, a girl who is like a plague.

I began to be disgusted by love, and all my likes were swept away.If you don't love, at least you can be a stranger, but he doesn't even give me the qualification to be a stranger.Staying in a cocoon called fear, being a dingy mouse.

How can people do this, especially how can men do this?

Classes were divided, and I finally didn't have to hang around in the last few rows. I was placed in the middle against the west wall of the classroom. It was really a quiet place.

As soon as I finished tidying up my desk, there was a voice calling me at the door.

"He Tiantian"

The Douzi at the door is the youngest girl in the class next door. She is small and her voice is like a mosquito, but she is very fond of joking. I have heard of her more or less before, and she will be a member of my dormitory in the future. Xiuxiu was separated.

This shift change, she finally fulfilled her wish to be in the same shift as her boyfriend.She communicated to me his voice "Someone is looking for you" I looked up and saw no one.

I walked out of the classroom, and the door of the classroom was facing a big window. Zeng Xiaowu was standing with his back to me. When I saw it was him, I wanted to go back.He turned his face and said, "I'm in the second shift, just at the end of the corridor"

I turned around for a while as an answer, and went straight back to the classroom.Although changing classes and changing classrooms is a huge change for me, it doesn't seem to mean much to him.

I wrote the matter of class division into a letter and sent it to Xiaoshi.I am lazy, I usually don't like to talk, and writing letters seems to be the same as talking.

Therefore, he often writes to me, but I don't reply very often. He also knows that I am a veritable lazy guy, so he doesn't blame me for anything.

On the contrary, another pen pal, Xiaojun, blamed me early, stopped writing letters very early, and asked me to return the stamps on the envelope, because they were all his treasures.