flower and pillow

Sure enough, the tomboy started chasing her again.When Cheng Biyun was not drunk, his mind was still very clear, and he veiled that he was not gay and never thought about it, so he drove away this terrible suitor.

She really couldn't figure out what He Pei was to her. She felt that if she liked her, it was mostly because she was criticized and disliked. They are all alike and nothing at all.

She remembered the deletion of He Pei's friend, but she was not in the mood to add her back. She felt that the two of them should say goodbye to each other, but she didn't expect that she would commit a bitch again during the summer vacation before going to college.Adding it back, she still chatted like ordinary friends. For Cheng Biyun, she was just a pastime when she was bored and no one was talking. If she had other things to do, she could immediately cut off the conversation and completely ignore it.

But that is not the case.

Once bitten by a snake for ten years, she has a deep understanding of the reason why she is afraid of well ropes from He Pei.After being with that person for so long, she didn't grind into mosquito blood, but bitten into a mosquito bag, scratching hurts, not scratching, there is no way to ignore it, so she chooses restraint, another kind of self-protection, because she knows that she restrains herself What will happen if you can't help it.

He Pei is like gasoline, nothing happens when he stays quietly, but as soon as Cheng Biyun puts the matchstick together, he can't help but want both of them to die together, burning the sky and the earth into darkness.

Cheng Biyun knew her matchstick personality, so she could only keep a distance from her as much as possible. She didn't want to have that painful day again, and she was not a masochist.

After the first year of freshman year, their relationship became more and more lively under the false friends and real exes who knew each other well. On He Pei’s birthday in March, Cheng Biyun gave her a stone seal with the character "Pei" carved by himself, In fact, it was just a practice product of her previous professional class of seal cutting. He Pei was probably moved again when she received it. She, who has always been passive and cautious, had the courage to stick out a finger to poke the window between them. Paper:

"Beast, what do you think of 'friends'?"

Cheng Biyun was stunned for a second, and his brain immediately started to avoid mode, and practiced Tai Chi with a smile: "Good friend, let's use both ribs."

"No," He Pei corrected, "How do you divide 'friends'?"

Cheng Biyun was suddenly a little annoyed, and a little annoyed, his emotions came out of nowhere, but he still laughed: "Boyfriend girlfriend, old friend, kid."

He Pei was choked by her and hit six points, and that little courage was extinguished, and he didn't mention it at all.

Cheng Biyun only thought of the rest of his life after the catastrophe.

It was only at this time that she recalled the reason for those strange emotions, which were quite rude: you didn't want to when the boss was chasing you, but now it's here to throw an olive branch, who cares.

They later showed the most seamless tacit understanding in the sophomore year of high school, staying securely at both ends of the thin window paper, saying something that blurred the boundaries, but never trying to break it——

Until that inexplicable debate about whether human personality is born or acquired.

Cheng Biyun deleted her again.

In fact, she is a carefree and forgetful person, her heart is so big that she almost misses it, and she has never had any troubles overnight, but in front of He Pei, the negative emotions piled up like Tetris that cannot be eliminated, and at a certain point, she surpassed that. LINE, GAMEOVER.

He Pei can easily annoy her, and her principle of dealing with annoying things is to throw them in the corner and ignore them, and then forget them after a long time.

Then it was junior year in a blink of an eye, and Cheng Biyun added He Pei back because he didn't get along well with his roommates and wanted to find someone to relieve his anger. The time was the end of the winter vacation.

In fact, she was so nervous that her heart was beating like a crazy chicken, and she was not sure if He Pei would pay attention to her. After sending out the request, her palms began to sweat wetly, but she didn't expect the receipt to come immediately. He Pei agreed, but she didn't I don't know if the waiting time is 1 minute, but she adjusted it quickly - she always knows how to make others like her, and she can't do anything about herself. She made a rogue expression and typed out the four words of rogue: "Play with me."

It took a few seconds longer than the typing time to respond: "What are you playing?"

This tone is still He Pei's usual caution and restraint.

"I'm so bored, talk to me."

It took another pause before a reply appeared: "What did you say?" Cheng Biyun could feel her helplessness across the screen, but she knew that she had succeeded again, and immediately began to tell her jokes, and then complained about being at home. Why did my mother dislike her, and said that her mother's food was so bad that she was almost starving to death, as if there was no gap.

She listened to what He Pei said, and the sentences in response were long, and occasionally there would be scary paragraphs of more than three lines. She even took the initiative to tell her that her teddy dog ​​was sick and that there seemed to be something wrong with her legs. She even complained to her that her mother didn't think it was a big deal and she didn't need to go to the pet hospital-that attitude wanted to pour all aspects of life to her.

After chatting, Cheng Biyun only felt that he had time-traveled and gone to a parallel space where this He Pei is not that He Pei. All his worries were replaced by three question marks, and he wanted to know if the person on the other side of the screen was a ghost.

This is not the gloomy and closed He Pei she is familiar with, but the extroverted and cheerful He Pei whom everyone except her has seen since before.This change made her feel a strange and strange feeling. Before she could figure out what was going on, the fast-paced chat between them had been going on for two hours, so He Pei got in the car and went home for dinner. for the end.

He Pei has changed.

Or maybe He Pei's attitude towards her has changed.

Cheng Biyun didn't know the reason for this change, and even maliciously guessed that this was a deliberate trick by He Pei after studying psychology for more than three years. Manipulating people's hearts and guiding conversations was not her original intention at all.

But to be honest, she doesn't care about these reasons at the moment, as long as someone talks to her and relieves boredom, everything is enough.She still didn't want to develop any relationship with her beyond being a friend, and she didn't want to maintain the relationship with her until the future. It was just a temporary solution to the problem, just like before.

But she didn't want to face it. He Pei's nostalgic tone of the past when chatting with her always made her have to face it. Thinking of those hard work, tears, communication, pain, restraint, quarrels, roaring, wine bottles, the overflowing emotions made her feel sad again. It cools the palate and blocks the nasal passages.

He Pei always has the ability to make her lose control without realizing it.

She began to cry quietly, and her own room locked in the middle of the night gave her a sense of security, and she was satisfied with only texts and no phone calls—she would no longer lose completely in front of He Pei, like a down and out dog in the water .

In fact, their conversation was not negative, nor did they confront each other, they were very free and easy.

He Pei said that what happened in their freshman year of high school was rare and vivid, like a lively person.She scolded Cheng Biyun for being a hooligan, assaulting her breasts every day to molest her, and the accusations that started out as jokes gradually turned into confiding and analysis that settled down, and she could even "like" her calmly.

"I don't even know when I liked you. The face is not the type I like, and neither is the personality. It's inexplicable."

"I'm so cute, why don't you like me!" Cheng Biyun laughed and cursed back, her neck was covered with water marks.

"Fuck, is there someone as narcissistic as you!"

"I'm already great, I'm so narcissistic! I'm just telling the truth!"

Cheng Biyun suddenly felt something was different.

This time she was not stabbing her own festering wound with a knife, she was cleaning up the carrion and letting it grow back. Even the tears were like a sink that had accumulated for a long time, flowing intermittently, cleaning moss and stains.

They talked a lot more, and He Pei began to criticize Cheng Biyun's "black history", jokingly talking about the love letter and the latter's drunken madness.

Cheng Biyun's fingertips began to tremble.

"I remember you were laughing at me over there! I heard it all!"

"Huh? When did I laugh?"

"How many times have you snorted! I can hear you very clearly!"

"That wasn't laughing," He Pei said, "I was crying then!"