Song of Glass

Jiao Wangyu also felt that he had changed.

During the year when he lost contact with Pu Songqiu, he still liked Pu Songqiu, but he was not as dependent as before.

Pu Songqiu's aura gradually faded with the passage of time, and in just one year, there was only a clear figure left in Jiao Wangyu's heart, but he wanted to hug him, but he couldn't touch him no matter what.

If you can't touch it, you can't touch it.

When Pu Songqiu first left, Jiao Wangyu was unwilling to accept it, but after a long time, he was able to calmly admit that Pu Songqiu was just a memory.

Time and distance can indeed make a person calm down. After calming down, Jiao Wangyu feels that everything is not so important.

Since Pu Songqiu is unwilling to contact him, then he should stay away from him.

If we meet again in the future, nod and smile to say hello, we are still friends.

There are no two people who must be together, and there is no love that must be realized.

Jiao Wangyu knew very well that his feelings should not be shown to the public.

Ying Zong said, "You have something on your mind."

Jiao Wangyu nodded: "Yes, it's the end of the semester, it's very annoying."

Ying Zong drank all the wine and said with a smile, "Just lie."

He stood up, stretched out his hand and frivolously picked Jiao Wangyu's chin: "Go back to school after drinking, don't be too late, I'm leaving."

"Why are you going?"

It's the end of the term, Jiao Wangyu is upset.

In fact, the reason for his upset is not as he said, because of reviewing, because of the exam, but because it has been so long, and he has frequently dreamed about Pu Songqiu these days.

It is said that he thinks day by day and dreams at night, but he has rarely thought about the other party in the past six months, and occasionally tells himself to forget it as soon as possible, and don't think about meaningless people.

But I still dreamed of it, for three days in a row.

It made him anxious.

Jiao Wangyu, who has nowhere to confide in, finds Yingzong to drink with him, and it is still in the bar of Yingzong's sweetheart.

"Fishing men." Ying Zong said, "It's his birthday today, I'm thinking about giving him a birthday present."

"His birthday?" Jiao Wangyu and Yingzong have come so many times, and he has known the boss. He is 35 years old, single, has never met a lover, and usually doesn't talk much.

Jiao Wangyu was a little surprised that he hadn't heard them mention the boss's birthday today.

"Well, he keeps a low profile." Ying Zong has been chasing after the boss for almost a year, and the other party actually showed his feelings for Ying Zong very subtlely.

Every time Ying Zong confesses, the other party refuses without hesitation, the reason is that there is too much age difference and they don't like children.

That's right, that person is 35, and Ying Zong is only [-], which is indeed too far behind.

It can be said that this person is indifferent to Ying Zong, but whenever there is something wrong with Ying Zong, he does his best, which makes people unable to figure it out.

Ying Zong said to Jiao Wangyu before: "I think he actually likes me, but I always feel that there is too much age difference between us, so I dare not."

He also said: "You see, no matter what age or status people are, they all have a cowardly side. Cowardice is human nature. If you want to change it, you can only peel off a layer of skin."

When he said this, he looked at Jiao Wangyu with meaningful eyes, and Jiao Wangyu was so guilty that he could only bow his head and say yes.

"I'm going to celebrate his birthday." Ying Zong tugged at his clothes.

"Are you ready for a gift?"

"Me." Ying Zong smiled and raised his eyebrows at Jiao Wangyu, "I'm his birthday present, he'd better accept it for me."

After finishing speaking, Ying Zong took his things and left, passing through the crowded men and women, through the loud music, through those feasting lights, and walked to the side of the man standing by the bar.

Jiao Wangyu is still envious of Yingzong, who has the courage to pursue desperately.

He looked at the wine glass in front of him, thinking about the dreams of the past few days, thinking that when summer passes and autumn comes, Pu Songqiu should return to this campus.

He asked the counselor, and the counselor said that Pu Songqiu would re-read with the next class and would not return to their class.

So, classmates can't do it anymore, and roommates already have someone else.

Jiao Wangyu lay on the table, staring at the wine glass, feeling a little disappointed.

So, when will we meet next time?Under what circumstances?

Is it the crowded corridor of the teaching building?Or a campus path covered with fallen leaves?

Pu Songqiu will have a new roommate, but will he carry others to the school hospital again?Will you help others bring food from the cafeteria?Will you sit next to someone every time you eat or attend class?Will you hold a seat for others when you go to the library?

Will Pu Songqiu fall in love?

At the beginning of this semester, Cheng Er and Lin Lin finally got together, and they were very sweet.

Jian Shao also has a girl he likes. Although the relationship is not confirmed yet, they eat together every day, go to the library together, and make appointments to go to the movies on weekends.

After Pu Songqiu left, the new roommate who moved in was also good. The boy had a girlfriend who had been dating since high school. The two were in a long-distance relationship, but their relationship was very good. They chatted on video every night, and when there was a holiday, girls would come over. Either he goes.

In short, in the dormitory for four people, only Jiao Wangyu is still a bachelor.

Cheng Er helped spread the word before that a girl in Lin Lin's dormitory had a crush on Jiao Wangyu, but Jiao Wangyu tactfully refused.

He can't help it, he can't fall in love.

Although he knew that there would be no new story to unfold when that person came back, but he just waited for no reason.

In fact, many times, he didn't know what he was waiting for.

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When Pu Songqiu stood at the school gate again, he really felt as if he had passed away.

In a year, it seems that everything has changed, and it seems that everything is still the same.

When he decided to suspend school, the counselor chatted with him for a long time. After learning about his family situation, he gave him many helpful suggestions.

You can apply for student loans, and the school will also arrange work-study positions for students. In fact, tuition and living expenses will not become unsolvable problems.

But Pu Songqiu decided to drop out of school.

He knew very well that he could not study with peace of mind in that state. He had already been dragged into the ice cave, and it would take time to climb up and return to the ordinary world.

Instead of suffering like that, it is better to give yourself a blank period.

To try to live by yourself, to try to find the way to survive.

Pu Songqiu didn't know whether his choice was correct, but after a year passed, he returned to school, and it was indeed much better than when he left a year ago.

He can face reality.

It can be admitted that his parents are gone, and he is the only one left in this world from this family.

It can also be admitted that the road to life in the future will be tortuous and difficult, and he must deal with it alone.

He dragged his suitcase and walked to the campus. Although more than a month had passed in 2011 and the Chinese New Year had ended long ago, it seemed to him that now was a brand new beginning.

He was empty for a whole year, but also full for a whole year.

His 2010 is finally over.

no family.

No studies.

No, the boy I like.

February 2011, 2, the eighteenth day of the first lunar month.

It just snowed heavily the day before, and there is still thick snow on the campus path at this moment.

He dragged the suitcase to go through the formalities, and his feet creaked on the snow.

At this time, there were not many people returning to school, and the campus was extremely quiet.

Pu Songqiu looked at everything here, the dry tree, the bench covered with snow, and the road he walked with Jiao Wangyu, everything was familiar yet unfamiliar.

Came back again, but couldn't come back either.

Pu Songqiu found a counselor, completed the formalities, and took the key to his new dormitory to report to the dormitory auntie.

The dormitory this time is a two-person room, not because the school gave him any special treatment, but it just so happens that the dormitory is next to the power distribution room, and the space is a bit small, only two beds can be accommodated, and the entire grade is only in one room. There are still seats available.

There are two people, but Pu Songqiu lives alone.

Also good.

Pu Songqiu really can't imagine himself living with another person, this feeling is too subtle.

The new dormitory is in the same building as Jiao Wangyu. This is the school's new policy when freshmen started the semester last year. Boys of all grades in each college moved to a separate building belonging to their own college. From freshmen to seniors, they all lived together. .

Pu Songqiu didn't know which room Jiao Wangyu and the others lived in after moving to the dormitory, but according to the grades, the sophomores should be on the third and fourth floors.

Pu Songqiu lived above them, on the fifth floor.

New dormitory, alone.

After he entered, he began to clean up.

This dormitory has never been lived in, and there is thick dust everywhere. He cleaned it inside and out, and then opened his suitcase, took out his things, hung them up and arranged them.

There are not many clothes, and I will go to the supermarket to buy daily necessities later.

The only thing that matters is the cup, which Jiao Wangyu gave him on his birthday.

Pu Songqiu washed the cup and solemnly placed it on the table.

He stared at the cup as if looking at Jiao Wangyu.

In fact, he was looking forward to meeting him, but he didn't know what Jiao Wangyu would say to him when we met again.

Up to now, Pu Songqiu still remembers the hug they had on the day he came back to pick up the luggage, full of tragedy, but the scorching heat has not dissipated until now.

I'm afraid there won't be any more in the future.

Pu Songqiu sat on the chair, looked at the cup and sighed.

Not only will there be no more hugs, but there will be no other intimacy, and there will probably be only one birthday present.

It's a pity, but maybe it's better this way.

Pu Songqiu raised his hand and gently stroked the cup. After a year, they must have changed.

Jiao Wangyu should have a new friend, and if he forgot to bring his flashlight in the middle of the night, someone should reach out to him.

I just don't know if that person still smokes, and if he does, is he still smoking white soft-packed white sand that costs five yuan a pack?

Pu Songqiu sighed, stretched, and stood up from the chair.

It's almost time for dinner.

He went out with his keys and mobile phone, ready to go to the cafeteria.

Tomorrow is the day when the students will officially return to school. At this time, there are not many people in the entire dormitory building.

As he walked downstairs, the sound of his footsteps echoed in the stairwell, very clearly.

When Pu Songqiu went downstairs, the moment he opened the door, a gust of cold wind rushed in, and he shrank his neck subconsciously.

Walking a few steps outside, towards the direction of the cafeteria, someone suddenly called him, and the voice made his heart tremble.

When Pu Songqiu turned his head, a gust of wind blew over, and the snow on the branches around him was blown off, scattering the silvery white from his head and body.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-07-2006:59:51~2020-07-2107:15:35期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Xiang Bei, One Hundred Ice Creams, Qingming Rain, 462485671;

Thank you to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Rumai; 140 bottles of 4 billion light years; 1 bottle of Yuanlouxi (Jiang Lin);

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!