night lights up

Later, I really regretted that what I listened to that night was not good, but I just listened to the song "The Night Illuminates the Night", which perfectly predicted our future life.

But at the time it was still exciting.

Especially when Chu Heng said he could.

It was really the moment when the light was turned on, he just smiled and said "I can" to me.

Smile out of the chaos, it should be nothing more than that.

That night was the real start of my downfall.

Falling into a man named Chu Heng.

We talked a lot that night, and it was past ten o'clock when we left.

Chu Heng is really amazing, I was so coaxed by him to go home happily with someone with such a bad personality.I can't remember it anymore, but a few hours ago, I was desperate to the bottom, and I didn't even have the appearance of scolding him, blaming him, and being afraid of him.

At that time, he had already told me with his actions that he could illuminate me.

I really like him.

As much as I hated to admit it at the time, I liked when he smiled at me.When he smiled, the lights of the whole world seemed to be turned on for me, illuminating the entire night sky.

I also like his nice voice, talking to me very gently.

I scolded him angrily, but instead of being angry, he calmed down all my anxiety in his own way.

On the way home, the two of us were still chatting about our favorite songs.

We have known each other too short, and know each other too little.But the amazing thing is that in just a few hours, even though we were talking about such ordinary things, I still had the illusion that he is the person I know best and who understands me best in this world.

But of course there is no need to tell him such thoughts.

On the way home, the distance is constant.

He didn't drive that day, but rode a bicycle. When I went downstairs to see him, I was inexplicably happy.

If you ride a bicycle, it takes nearly an hour to get there, but it only takes about [-] minutes to drive, and you can stay with him for an extra half an hour.

When the mood is clear, this matter, such anticipation and reluctance will no longer be scary, and you can even face it bravely, and you are still faintly complacent.

I sat in the back seat of his car and looked at the reflection on the ground, and I was already very familiar with it.I shook my feet occasionally, and chatted with him from the beginning of the road until the gorgeous street lights approached.

Crossing the road, going downhill, he took me by bike, and we both rushed into the deserted neon together.

My psychopath was suddenly very happy again, and laughed happily.

I hope that this kind of streetlight, this kind of night scene, and this kind of us are as constant as this road.

He went to find me directly after class, riding a bicycle and carrying a backpack.

When riding a bicycle, both of our schoolbags are hung on the faucet.

After getting off the bus, he gave me my schoolbag.I dawdled a bit, and suddenly didn't want to say goodbye.

I don't know if I will see him again tomorrow?

Of course, you can also say that I am shameless.In today's terms, it's called White Lotus?Or what is it called green tea?

After all, I was the one who scolded him earlier, forbade him to see me again, and was afraid that he would die.

The person who is afraid that I won't see him tomorrow is still me.

But human emotions and thinking are so complicated, who can truly express their own thoughts.

Thoughts that have been expressed have immediate purpose.

On the contrary, no one has the courage to speak out the real thoughts.Or, no one can really understand it and express it.

That's how I was at that time, hesitant, wandering, confused, but looking forward to it.

I want to see him every day, but I don't want him to see me like that, let alone meet him on that occasion.

At the end of the day, blame yourself for knowing him at such a bad time.

But it was time to say goodbye, so I turned around and prepared to leave.

He quickly called me again: "An Sifeng."

"Huh?" I immediately turned to look at him.

He opened his schoolbag, took out the dictionary, and handed it to me: "Take it and read it."

"No, no, there's only one copy. You made it yourself. There are a lot of your notes on it. It's too precious. You should keep it for yourself."

"Uh, then take it as the one I lent you."

borrow?

My head suddenly had an idea, if I borrow something, I will pay it back...

I asked him, "When will I return it to you?"

"Let's talk about it..." He didn't dare to speak too carefully.

He is afraid that after speaking out, I will scold him again, so he is not allowed to go again.

In fact, I got nervous before because I was stimulated by the phrase "falling out of favor".

I won't scold him anymore.

I said "oh", took his book and held it in my arms.

After I scolded him, we never talked about the clubhouse.At this time, he probably saw that I had calmed down, and finally asked in a low voice, "Did you get hurt today?"

"No." I shook my head, "He can't beat me."

"...don't fight anymore."

"He provoked me! He scolded me! I endured him for a long time!"

"Okay, okay." He hurriedly ended the topic, and then asked, "How is Auntie?"

"My mother is fine today, and I have been with her in the hospital this afternoon."

He nodded: "That's good, that's good." After finishing speaking, he explained, "I wanted to go to the hospital to look for you in the afternoon, but the teacher called me away."

"Oh..." I lowered my head and started dawdling. After dawdling for a while, I said, "Don't come here again..."

"Oh..." He responded in a low voice.

But it seems that we all know at this time that this response is just a false response.

"Then I'll go up." I also felt weird and capricious, and I didn't have the face to look at him, so I turned back upstairs.

Chu Heng took two quick steps, followed to the door, and called me before I closed the door: "An Sifeng—"

"What is it?"

"Chocolate, have you eaten..."

I looked at him, his eyes were so nervous.

It made me nervous too... my back was sweating out of thin air.

"I didn't eat..."

I lied.

He was a little disappointed, but he didn't make it too obvious. He smiled and said "goodbye" to me.

I hurried upstairs, my mind in a mess.

After returning home, I didn't turn on the light, and sat on the ground in a daze with my schoolbag in my arms.

A quarter of an hour later, the phone rang again.

I hurriedly took out my mobile phone from my schoolbag, and anyone who could call me was either the nursing aunt, or...

"An Sifeng."

"What's the matter..."

"Why don't you turn on the light?"

"..." This is too much.I happened to think of the question I didn't have time to ask yesterday, "How do you know that my family lives on this floor!"

"Uh, I saw the lights on that floor downstairs, guess what."

"Good observation skills!"

"..."

"Are you still downstairs?"

"I'll go home after a while." Chu Heng hurriedly said, a little fawning.

I hummed, and finally said: "I'm sorry, I scolded you again today, I, you see, sometimes it's really bad..." I said it politely, but I actually think I Every moment sucks.

"No, no, I can fully understand."

"Senior, thank you for tolerating me like this." The dark environment is easy to give people strength, and some embarrassing things can be said face to face, "I am so unreasonable, but I understand it when I calm down. But at that time, I I just can’t control my emotions and my mouth.”

"It doesn't matter."

"Then, senior, just forget about my crazy appearance today, okay?" I asked in a low voice.

Chu Heng laughed.

"Is it funny!"

"No, no." Chu Heng hurriedly said, "It's just, um——"

"Just what?"

"It's nothing." Chu Heng laughed again, "It's too late today, go to sleep, there's still class tomorrow morning."

"How do you know that I have class tomorrow morning! How do you always know that I have class!"

"Hang up, go to sleep." Chu Heng smiled and did not explain, but actually hung up the phone.

I grinned at the phone.

The phone just hung up and turned on again.

Chu Heng sent a text message: Turn on the light, An Sifeng, let me rest assured.

Lights in my house!I like to open it!If you don't like it, don't open it!

Although I was so slanderous in my heart, I still got up and turned on the light.

After opening it for a few seconds, Chu Heng's text message came: I see it, I am relieved, I am going home.

Suddenly, I felt a little bit reluctant.

After washing up, I lay on the bed and waited for a text message, but I couldn't wait for a long time.

I asked him: have you arrived yet?

He does not return.

I was a little anxious, so I asked again: Are you home yet?speak up!

It can be seen from the tone of the text message that I have become more and more presumptuous towards him, and I have also regarded him as a reliable person more and more, and I will show my true self to him.

You must also wonder why I remember these text messages so clearly.

because--

I once copied every text message we had, timed and dated, and filled five notebooks.

In the past ten years, I have read it several times.

For ten years, no one will come to illuminate me.

It depends on the nearly [-] text messages recorded in these five notebooks in more than a year.

Text messages can be long or short, or more or less.

At the most time, I sent more than 300 messages a day, contributing a lot to the communication company.I had to finish copying every day’s text messages. On the day when there were more than 300 text messages, I copied them until midnight.

Looking at it now, it is really a terrible number, and I can't help but wonder, did there really be so many things to say at that time?

Even though we can see each other every day, why do we still have so many things to talk about?

After Chu Heng got home, he hurriedly replied to my text message and explained the reason clearly.Riding a bicycle is definitely not as fast as driving a car. He even told me the address of his home. At that time, he felt an inexplicable joy in his heart.

He pushed me to sleep again.After dawdling a few times, I finally put down the phone.

I lay flat on the bed, and all I saw was a few hours ago, when he smiled and opened up a bright room.

Insomnia again.

I got up and brought the chocolate box next to the bed.

It's half empty, and I counted nineteen chocolates yesterday.I ate ten of them last night, and there are still nine lying in the box.

Before I knew it, I reached out and took out a piece, and threw it into my mouth again.

Of course, another piece of paper was eaten, and of course it was still one of those three words.

I can't help being even more curious, is there really no other words besides these three words?So I ate all the remaining eight.Sure enough, it is only my name, and there are nine cards for "An" and "Feng".

There is only one "thinking".

I stared at the nineteen characters lined up on the bed sheet.

After looking at it for a long time, I got up and took out a notebook and carefully pressed them into it.

After doing this, I still can't sleep.

I lay on the bed and opened the text message inbox, all of which came from Chu Tiantian.

By the time I realized it, I was already lying on the bed, holding a pen in one hand and pressing a notebook in the other, and started copying those text messages.

At that time, there were not too many text messages, and within a quarter of an hour, I had copied them all.

I know, I have to go to bed, and I have to brush my teeth again.

I can't bear the taste in my mouth.

And I still have some regrets, I just ate all the chocolate.

Finally fell asleep.

It’s just that I put the book into an empty chocolate box before going to bed. I thought, in this way, every word on the book and the paper should have a sweet taste when I open it next time.