If the fleeting year has not come

After the late autumn incident, the relationship between me and Su Zi continued to be in a delicate and awkward state. Of course, it may be my wishful thinking. After all, it is only me who has been hot all the time.How does she think of me, probably a troublesome kid who came out of nowhere, or a passerby who stuck to me out of nowhere?I don't want to know the answer to this kind of stuffy question.

After that, the senior sister seldom played games, maybe she was really busy or something, and then I heard that her novel was published in a magazine. It is said to be a youth book, and the sample was sent to the school. They have many classes Everyone watched it.I asked Wen Tianyi what he wrote, but he just smiled ambiguously and asked me to find my senior to read it.

In such an inexplicable and strange atmosphere, we ushered in the first autumn outing in our junior high school career.Regarding the autumn outing, many schools have already canceled it. Our principal is so self-willed that students should relax appropriately, so everyone is thriving and looking forward to the autumn outing that no other family has. , or force everyone to go.

The day of the autumn outing was chosen at the end of November. The weather was not too bad, and the presence of sunshine could be faintly felt from the clouds.The tourist bus drove into the campus early in the morning. Ye Xiao took my big schoolbag and sent me on the bus with envy. The autumn outing in the high school was different from ours, but the senior high school students could only watch it affectionately under the strong opposition of their parents. As we left, we went back to the classroom resentfully.

Combined with the experience of going out in elementary school, the theme of the school bag is still snacks and drinks. Auntie Ye is a girly person, and her obsession with snacks is different from ordinary people, so the most indispensable thing in our family is always snacks.

At that time, I was not good at dealing with interpersonal relationships. Sitting next to me was my tablemate Han Xin, who was not very talkative. She probably saw that I was sitting alone in the back row with no friends like her, so she took the initiative to join us. a companion.Although we have been at the same table for several months, except for the usual hello and goodbye, I don’t seem to have said anything superfluous. I even peeked at her name from the homework book, and she probably doesn’t know my name.

Compared with the noisy crowd on the bus, our row was very quiet. Han Xin wore headphones and closed his eyes to rest. I held my schoolbag and looked out the window in a daze, thinking that maybe I could take this opportunity to break the deadlock and say a few words to Su Zi talk.

"An Yu." Just when I thought Han Xin had fallen asleep, she suddenly took off an earphone and asked me, "Do you want to listen?"

Facing her sudden overture, I couldn't react, so I could only accept it passively, took the earphones she handed over and put them on.A slightly deep mezzo-soprano came from the earphones, and the feeling of singing quietly was quite similar to Han Xin's.She suddenly turned her head and glanced at me, and just when I thought she would say something, she nestled back in the chair and continued to doze off.

"What do you think of her song?" Han Xin asked again.

"The voice is very magnetic." In fact, what I want to say is that there is a feeling of weakness, which makes people feel anxious.However, it is also true that it is magnetic, and it feels highly recognizable.

"Well, I like her a lot."

It's really hard to continue such an unhealthy conversation, especially between two people who are too slow to have friends.I can only nod speechlessly and continue listening to the song.Although I don't know who the singer is, but singing such lyrics with her voice seems very convincing and has a kind of reverse charm.

"Just call me a kid. I just want to be a kid. Sometimes I'm even more persistent than an adult." Han Xin hummed softly to the music, not seeming obtrusive in the already noisy carriage.

I still like these lyrics until now, only children can live purely, know what they like, and be simple and persistent.

"Here, to pass the time." Han Xin took out a magazine from his schoolbag.Her bag only contained a water bottle, a few snacks, and some colorful books, which were just the opposite of mine.She opened one of the pages, "This book contains a novel written by one of our senior sisters, which is very interesting."

I started to read the page that Han Xin turned to, it was a danmei campus article, and it was not long to write a story about a secret love.The male protagonist likes to go to the senior, so he abandons himself and follows the senior's preferences. In the end, the two separated because of graduation, and they have no contact since then.

Looking at these words, I suddenly felt terrified. If the characters were changed, would this be the end of me and my senior sister?For a while, I could only stare blankly at the ending. All along, my idea was to be by her side, sharing joy and sorrow, but I never thought about what would happen in the future.But the reality seems to be like this, just like in the process of growing up, we will meet many people, and in the end they will all leave our sight, gradually drift away, and finally forget each other, and we will become passers-by in each other's lives.

"It's very interesting, isn't it?" Han Xin's words interrupted my thoughts.

"Shouldn't they be together happily?" According to the development of the novel's plot, it is normal for the two to be together happily ever after.

"But they are two men."

"But the first few stories are also men, and everyone else can be together." I asked a little paranoid.Even if they can't be together in reality, the novel world should fulfill them.

"Don't you think that the protagonist in Su Zi's story has a prototype." Han Xin took off the earphones hanging from his ears, and looked into serious discussions.

"Prototype?" I was startled, did she see something, but our communication was limited to daily greetings.

"My junior is Wen Tianyi, and my crush is probably Ye Xiao, I think so." Han Xin smiled slyly, as if she had discovered some big secret, "Writing the person I like into the text is not enough. Give a happy ending, Su Zi is really an interesting person."

Hearing Han Xin's analysis, I was a little overwhelmed.These three people are very famous in the school. I always knew that Su Zi liked Wen Tian and it was well-known in the whole school. What happened in private was that Su Zi had moved on.But she still regards Wen Tianyi as the male protagonist. Is it true that what Han Xin said is similar to the feeling of deep love and hatred, or that the so-called liking late autumn is just a flavoring agent used to heal the wound?

This description may be too literary, but what Han Xin said seems to make sense.I re-read my sister's essay, and the character looks more and more like Wen Tianyi. If you don't really like it, it will be difficult to describe it successfully.

"Aren't you familiar with them? Could it be that you don't know about this?" Seeing that I was silent, Han Xin took the initiative to ask questions.

"I know, I know, but I didn't expect that she would write them into the story."

"That's why I said it's interesting, and it's thanks to her that she figured it out. If Wen Tianyi and Ye Xiao are really together, all the girls in the school will cry."

"Probably..." I could only answer perfunctorily.It is said that Wen Tianyi really likes Ye Xiao. Hey, I suddenly want to find Wen Tianyi and ask him what is the psychological shadow area at the moment.Wen Tianyi is also calm, and he can recommend such a story to me calmly, how much self-confidence he must have to ignore this kind of thing that is likely to become a prophecy, I am so envious.

"But then again, they seem to be a good match, don't they often hang out together, no wonder Su Zi used them as a prototype." Han Xin continued the topic.

"It should be..." I figured it out. In fact, it's not that Han Xin doesn't like to talk, it's just that she doesn't usually come across topics that interest her, so she doesn't bother to speak.If she meets Auntie Ye, she may chat for a long time. I started to fill in the picture of two rotten girls together.When I think of Aunt Ye, I naturally think of late autumn, which makes me confused again. Who exactly Su Zi likes, or whether it is a man or a woman, I really want to rush to her and ask her clearly.

"Do you think it's strange for two men to be together?" Han Xin suddenly said sternly, maybe because I was too perfunctory.

"No." I shook my head.After Aunt Ye's nurturing, it would be strange to see the opposite sex together.

"That's good." As he said, Han Xin took out another book from his schoolbag, "I'll lend you this, a new book by an author I like very much."

The cover is two very cute q-version villains, you can probably tell that they are all male, you don't need to think about it, it's a danmei novel.The author's name surprised me, and the two large characters of late autumn quietly followed the title of the book.

"You like this author?"

"You know her too?" Han Xin was pleasantly surprised, with a brain-dead look like a treasure, "I have been chasing her since the first article, and watched her become famous all the way. Many people like her boys, but I I've seen her, she's a girl, and she looks good."

"Yeah." I nodded.Thinking that what Han Xin said and I knew should be the same late autumn, but I didn’t expect that Auntie Ye’s younger brothers are so powerful, and even my classmates have her mifensi, “It is said that she likes girls.” I took the initiative to send The last gossip was used to bring us closer.

"How do you know..." Han Xin widened his eyes, looked at me in disbelief, and said in a low voice, "This is a secret. Lace who writes danmei rarely says it. Most of these authors have written Lily. It is said that you can see it this way. It doesn't sound too weird."

"not understand."

"It's strange that the circle is different, and I can't explain it clearly. Anyway, you don't need to tell others." In terms of self-cultivation, Han Xin automatically classified me as a comrade-in-arms. Do you want to read the fixed Lily text?"

I was speechless for a while, this is because of the rhythm of harvesting a friend in late autumn.I don't know if it's my illusion, it seems that in Han Xin's eyes, liking the same sex is not something outrageous.I was thinking, maybe as a friend of the same age, I can discuss with her about my senior sister?