so called love

"Sleep with your head on this side, and you can't sleep on that side." Zhang Xixi said, shifting the pillow to the direction of the window, and lying on his side with his back to the white wall.

In the evening self-study that just ended, he did a set of physics test questions, a set of chemistry test questions, and a set of biology test questions. He was exhausted physically and mentally. To fall asleep is to decide to fall asleep.

He decided to take a nap.

Rest is a slave to work, as the eyelid is to the eye. —— Tagore

He decided to have a dark sleep, but he didn't really want to sleep, because he might come before the lights were turned off, he didn't want him to come, but he fell asleep.

The night is already deep, so deep is commonplace, so deep that people don’t see it, the street lamps downstairs emit a gentle yellow light, and the concrete road surface after rain is full of potholes. On weekdays, that is, sunny days, I don’t notice its unevenness. This rain exposed it.

"You have to rush back in a few days." Zhang Xixi's roommate Wang Yanghaobo said without doubt.He was leaning against the window sill drinking a cup of coffee that could be brewed with cold water, but if there was hot water, he would not drink the iced coffee.

His bed and Zhang Xixi's bed are also by the window.

"In a few days, the heating will get hotter and hotter, and my head can't bear the heat, can it?" Zhang Xixi responded sweetly without hesitation.

"You always think of reality so beautifully."

During the day and night together, Zhang Xixi gave Wang Yanghao the impression of Ou Niao Wangji.

"how to say?"

"In a few days, the weather will get colder and colder, and the windows will be blown out, and your head can't stand the wind."

This "wind blowing" induced Zhang Xixi to sing a song.

"The wind blows tonight, how precious tonight..." he sang in a spirited way.

"It would be better to take out your guitar and sing." Wang Yanghaobo held a black porcelain cup for sipping coffee in his right hand, his lips soaked in coffee were decorated with silver light by incandescent lamps, his left hand was on his hip, and his wrist was exposed broadly. The silver-gray thing is a very old wristband, so why do you still wear the old wristband?Maybe it contains stories, the stories of me and me, maybe there is nothing, just a nostalgic style.

"You like me to take out the guitar?" Zhang Xixi asked suspiciously.

"What's not to like? You play and sing, and I listen."

"Some people like it, some people don't like it." Zhang Xixi's eyes seemed to be hiding crystals, shining with a quiet and elegant light that seemed sad and happy.

His guitar, hidden in the closet under the bed during the day, stayed with his clothes, and at night, it made a short sound in his hand, and some roommates heard the sound of the sound of the music.

He knew that this dorm room was a bad place to play, and that someone didn't like him playing the guitar, even if it was just five minutes.A dormitory for six is ​​a poor place to graze personal preferences.

"They're all going to wash up, and I'm going to wash up too, are you going?" Wang Yanghaobo walked to the desk a few steps, put down the coffee as if putting down the elegant mood, and said to Zhang Xixi with his back.

"I'm a little tired today, I don't brush my teeth or wash my face, and I don't even want to take off my clothes." After Zhang Xixi finished speaking, his eyes became hazy.

He likes this kind of time when he is alone. When he is alone, he will have more distant imaginations. Those imaginations have been wandering in his mind for a long time, and they have naturally become chapters.

"A Little Time"

give me some time

small but crazy,

Where the sky meets the sea,

Dear one.

looking in the same direction,

Looking at the opposite eye,

We just do what we do today and don't care about the future.

give me some time

small but unforgettable,

Where the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant,

Lingering and arrogant.

The best taste is your shoulder,

The most beautiful looking back is when you look back,

We only smell the fragrance of flowers and don't talk about sadness.

If a lifetime is too long,

You don't want to spend it all on me,

Just give me a little time.

Just a paragraph,

Just a paragraph,

Without you, my heart would be nothing.

If love can't be too long,

You still have a concubine who is waiting,

Just give me a little time.

Just a paragraph,

Just a paragraph,

Being loved by you, my life seems to be recorded in the annals of history.

Sometimes he thought it was a poem, sometimes a song, sometimes it was just a bunch of crap, or gorgeous garbage.

The footsteps are his footsteps, he can hear his footsteps, his footsteps have a special rhythm, the rhythm of stepping forward.

"Why did I see you? Where did they go?" Xiao Xia said, scanning the bed.

"If you just see me, your eyes and your heart won't be satisfied, you can go." Dazed, Zhang Xixi said this, compared with talking to him on the eighteen bends of the mountain road, this sentence Literally straight to Rome.

"I'm just asking casually." Xiao Xia wanted to smile, as if she really liked Zhang Xixi's tricks.

"Have you eaten yet?" Xiao Xia continued.

"After dinner, it's supper." His heart was already cheering for his arrival, but his expression remained sleepy.

"Let's go for supper!"

"I don't have the habit of eating late at night." As soon as he finished speaking, he regretted saying this. What if he turned around and left without further words?

He turned around and left.

"But I'm really hungry now." He said hastily, no longer sleepy, no longer resting on the bed, but jumped down vigorously.

"Wait, I'll go back and get my wallet." He turned around and said firmly with a smile.

Zhang Xixi quickly picked up the mirror on the window sill to take a look, and quickly grabbed the hand cream on the table to wipe it off. It seemed that he was not going to have dinner with him, but to hold hands with him.

"What are you two doing?" Wang Yanghaobo, who just came back from the water room and came to meet them, asked in surprise.

"Go out and do something!" Xiao Xia prevaricated, and his prevarication made Zhang Xixi's mood more beautiful.

Zhang Xixi smiled and said nothing until he walked out of this building, as if walking out of this building into an empty valley, an empty valley where he can talk casually, but it is always so difficult to express his feelings freely.

"What do you want to eat?" Zhang Xixi lowered his head, carefully stepping over the rainwater accumulated in the recesses of the concrete road.

"Remember, I said I would treat you to hot pot, why don't you eat hot pot, I will do what I say."

"Okay, eat hot pot, fulfill your 'speak and do'."

"It's so good to eat hot pot. You can use the food to get along with him while eating hot pot." Zhang Xixi thought joyfully.

"Remember, you also said to teach me to masturbate, when will you do it?" He wasn't overwhelmed by joy, he didn't know what masturbation was.

"You are too pure." Xiao Xia whispered suddenly, as if a song had begun to enter another artistic conception.

"Thank you for telling me I'm pure."

Being said to be pure is happiness, and being said to be pure by someone one likes is quite happy, because it seems that no one does not like pure people, Zhang Xixi feels that "you are too pure" is equal to "I like you".

"do not understand anything."

"It turns out that I don't know anything about my purity!" He smiled, and was disappointed, disappointed that the purity he said was not the purity he thought - the kind of pure and pure, the purity of ice heart and jade pot.

"One day, your girlfriend will teach you." His girlfriend taught him, so he thought other people's girlfriends would teach others too. We like to guess the colorful world based on our personal experience.

Zhang Xixi realized that masturbation seemed to be something related to love.

"It's hard for me to have a girlfriend." Zhang Xixi's eyes were red, but in the mottled night, it was an insignificant color.

"Why do you say that? Look, the moon looks like you tonight!" Xiao Xia looked up at the moon.

"Does it look like me?" he asked.

"No, how can a crooked one look like you? Where are you crooked?" Xiao Xia looked at him, and for a moment, his gaze stayed in the center of his body.

Zhang Xixi was silent for a while.

"Smiling eyes." He had the urge to reveal his sexual orientation to him, but he could only answer him with "smiling eyes".

"I thought you were unwilling to answer or forgot to answer me. It turned out that you were thinking. Such thinking made me feel that this is not the real answer. You are lying to me."

"I didn't lie to you, don't you think my smiling eyes are crooked?" He crooked his smile on his face.

At this time, he was like a sunflower, raising his cheeks warmly, and he had to raise his cheeks because he was more than a head taller than him.

"It's not like me crookedly, so where is it like me?" He continued to ask, expecting him to say something that would make his heart erupt.

"Tonight's sky is full of stars surrounding the moon. If tomorrow night's sky has no stars around the moon and is a cold sky, tomorrow night's moon will not be like you."

"I think the moon tomorrow night will look like me." Zhang Xixi paused for a moment, then continued, "You think I'm very popular?"

"Well, you're a special boy with a special appeal."

"Don't make fun of me, let's make fun of vegetables and meat later."

"You don't believe your attractiveness?"

"If one day, even you fall in love with me, I will believe it." He staggered and said a hypothesis.

Xiao Xia laughed, and let out a clear laugh, this time he didn't laugh with him, although he was willing to follow him with almost everything.He silently observed his face beside him, still raising his cheeks, expecting to find love passing by on his face.

"I didn't expect that we've been walking around like this for so long, why didn't you remind me to take a taxi?" Xiao Xia pretended to complain, with a small pink mouth pouted, his small mouth, the tip of his nose, and his chin looked formed A shape somewhat like "<" makes people feel that kissing him is not an easy task.

Kissing him is a winding path to explore.

"I thought that when you treat a guest, you have the initiative. I can't take the initiative." Zhang Xixi laughed.

"It's good to use Anbu as a car. Yes, let you and I walk together for a while." Zhang Xixi continued, but he no longer said it with a smile.

He always said things to him that were neither hot nor hot, as if he was good at flirting with him.

"What's the good of going for a while?"

"Maybe, when this period of time passes and we go to college, or when we unconsciously, naturally, drift apart like a ghost, when you recall, you will think of this road, in the green years, in this night we This road we walked together."

"If you go any further, you probably won't have the energy to eat." After finishing speaking, Xiao Xia stood on the side of the road and waved to the taxis coming one by one.

After waving several times, a taxi pulled up with a woman wearing a mask sitting in the co-pilot.

"Where are you going?" the driver poked his head out and asked, with the scenery of mountains and cows above his head.

Xiao Xia explained where he was going, and the driver yelled, "Come on."

The feeling of the car passing through the night is a bit like drifting.

"What are you two doing?" The woman sat like a bell without turning her head, as if talking to the air.

"Eat hot pot." Xiao Xia replied indifferently.

"It should be good to eat hot pot on such a night when the showers first stop." The woman said.

"Are you Teacher Love?" Zhang Xixi asked tentatively.

"Xixi is still smart." Teacher Ai turned around, took off the mask, and could vaguely see a few large pimples on her face—the acne that made her think she was still in adolescence.

"Actually, I wanted to ask just now." Xiao Xia said, "Several taxis are not stopping. It turns out that the purpose is to meet you in this taxi!"

"Fortunately, I didn't say anything bad about you, otherwise I would be caught by you." Zhang Xixi said.

"Do I have anything bad to say?" Teacher Ai Ai asked.

"You don't have anything bad to say, but don't the students just say bad things about the head teacher!" Zhang Xixi said humorously.

In the car, you laugh and I laugh.

"Teacher, what are you doing?" Zhang Xixi asked.

"Yes, you asked us what we were doing, and we also asked you what we were doing." Xiao Xia said playfully, unknowingly, she found a proper reason for Zhang Xixi's question.

"Go to meet someone." Teacher Ai said.

"Oh—understand." Xiao Xia said melodiously and then asked Zhang Xixi melodiously, "Do you understand?"

"Yeah - I got it." Zhang Xixi answered in cooperation with him.

"Go to see my dad, he just got off the train." Teacher Ai was worried about their guessing, so she told the truth.

"Oh." They both responded softly.

Her father and her may say something that is not suitable for outsiders to hear, so she refused her boyfriend's company.

She is fit to meet him alone.

"Park at the hot pot restaurant in front." Xiao Xia said to the driver.

When the car stopped, Teacher Yuan Ai said, "Go down, you two. I will pay the fare by the meter at the end, and I have to sit for a while."

"The matter has come to this, besides, the teacher's order is hard to break, we are not polite." Xiao Xia said humorously.

"Goodbye, teacher." Zhang Xixi said.

"Goodbye teacher." Xiao Xia said.

After the car started, the driver murmured, "It's unlucky for you to know each other. Otherwise, even though it's on the way, you'll be charged separately."

"But I won't make you unlucky. You can charge separately, and I'll pay for it." Teacher Ai Ai said simply and warmly.

Her heart is always so kind. When her father asked to live with another man, she also agreed. She hoped that her father would get love, and she also hoped that her mother would get love. She would not care about the eyes of the seven aunts and eight aunts.