If I like you, I will follow you

If this person hadn't been lucky enough to lose his own life in the process of saving someone, then this person would not be a good person, but a fool without a plan.

It was the most thankless and stupid thing to do with such a high price to be good, and yet he still wanted to be.

What's more, "good person" is a very vague concept, how to be a good person, what to do to become a good person, how to firmly maintain the belief of being a good person...he doesn't know these things.

A person is so bad that if he helps a falling child up, he can become this person who has "nature is not bad", "has kind thoughts" and "became bad only because he is forced to do so". The tenderness of caring for a flower, even if the act is clearly trivial.

In any case, he believes that the majority are those who criticize the thugs, the majority are those who praise the good men, and the majority are those who sing praises to the great men. The dust cast out of thin air will always be washed away by time. No matter how deep the darkness is, there is no light that cannot reach it. place.

There seem to be many test papers, and they only take up a corner of the bookshelf after sorting them all out.Lin Xi looked over, and on this bookshelf were all his textbooks and notes since he entered school, his unopened love letters, his paintings and graduation photos... It seemed that he had laid aside his 12 years of study. Into the bookshelf.

He gently touched the spine of the book with obvious creases, his eyes slightly curved.

This was the only composition he hadn't finished in time, and a composition with only one sentence was not considered a composition. The Chinese teacher deducted points fairly and justly, and attached a short comment: a great dream.

He was not considered young at the time, but he was still at a loss for this comment. It was not until later that he met all kinds of people, suffered a lot of criticism, was involved in the storm, and went against the wind. He gradually understood this sentence. meaning of words.

Before he came to the Ming Dynasty, he hadn’t really thought about what kind of person he wanted to be. In elementary school essays, students were often asked to fantasize about the future. Children wrote down their wishes in naive words on paper. In the future, they wanted to become a big star, Scientist, astronaut, or be a boss, open a pig farm, open a farm... Everyone has all kinds of ideas, but he doesn't know how to write.

He has everything, so he has lost a lot of curiosity and fantasies. He has been thinking hard on the composition paper for a long time, watching the minute hand turn and the time ticking away. A line of words was scribbled on the Internet: I want to be a good person.

In the hot summer, Lin Xi didn't want to go out, so he simply stayed at home and sorted out the test papers and textbooks. Although the probability of using them in the future is very small, he wrote them one stroke at a time, which is worth keeping as a souvenir.

A good person is the hardest person to be. Society is more like a whetstone than a dyeing vat. People of various shapes go in and then come out in the same way—not everyone has his conditions. Work and life are enough to make people Exhausted, it's really hard to squeeze out more spare time to save the world, it's already amazing not to hurt others, who can still remember a dream when they were young at a feast of wine and wine?

Because she likes it, she persists in painting, but Lin Qi has never been able to pick up the brush as firmly as Tang Ruowei, because he does not love art.

There are many changes brought to him by the Ming Dynasty, the biggest change is to make him understand what kind of person he wants to be.

He was born superior, that's why he has to do it all the more.

And did he... succeed?

It should be regarded as a success, he put together a mess, but it also caused other problems. The students of the Ming Dynasty trusted him, even to the point of admiration, so that they ran out of a "school bully", and finally asked him to do it himself pay off debts.

A drop of water cannot guarantee its landing point, nor can the sea spread unscrupulously to every inch of land. Everything has its own rules, and the human heart is even more unscrupulous. What about him?

So he had no choice but to find a way to make the students aware of the dangers of rumors, resign from the position of president, and reduce his sense of existence in a roundabout way... It's all over, not to mention that he is not a real myth.

When he first learned painting from Tang Ruowei, he asked Ms. Tang what art is. Ms. Tang thought about it and told him that she liked it.

Lin Xi closed the bookcase, and the wooden door made a slight sound.

"Farewell" is a solemn thing, different people have different ceremonies, some people sprinkle a piece of paper snow in the teaching building, some people use a fixed-frame graduation photo, some people get drunk after a party, and for others For me, this sound is it.

He put all the books here, just like those naive youthful years, the quiet time has settled down, until now, he finally has the sense of reality of graduation.

Well, happy graduation.

As time went by, the atmosphere in the Lin family became more and more tense.

But not because of the results of the college entrance examination, but...

"Tell me," Lin Xingyu pondered, "if that bastard from Bian Xun's family comes to propose marriage, can I beat him back?"

Lin Xingyu still doesn't understand how his eldest son is bent, and he also doesn't know which one will come first, the college entrance examination results or his son's boyfriend, but no matter which one, he thinks he is fully prepared.

...presumably ready.

Tang Ruowei was applying skin care products to her face step by step. When she heard this, she took the time out of her busy schedule to reply: "First, you must be able to beat that kid, and second, you are already old, why don't you Want to fight with the kids?"

Lin Xingyu had to clarify: "I'm not very old, I'm only 43!"

Tang Ruowei laughed mercilessly: "Wow, so small."

Lin Xingyu: "..."

Lin Xingyu went to bed angrily, but Murphy's Law never lied. Early the next morning, he found the bastard at home.

The bunny got up politely and said hello: "Good morning, uncle."

Lin Xingyu choked for a moment, but still replied gently: "Morning, Xiao Yue, you came to play with Xiao Qi so early."

"En." Chi Yue nodded obediently, "We have an appointment to go out to play."

"It's good to go out and have fun, young people should go out more."

The two parties completed a polite and harmonious dialogue, and each went to their destinations - Lin Xingyu went to the kitchen to make breakfast, and Chi Yue went to wake Lin Qi up.

The heart of the old father is sad no matter how you look at it.

Lin Xi hadn't gotten up yet, and only moved when he heard the door open, and then tried to get under the covers, but was blocked by a pair of arms.

He opened his eyes in a daze, and the anger he was about to get up dissipated when he saw Chi Yue. He squinted his eyes, and after a while, he raised his hand and pinched Chi Yue's face: "Why are you here so early?"

The voice was still hoarse after waking up, Chi Yue held his hand, turned his head and rubbed against him: "I miss you."

"Clingy." Lin Xi said vaguely, turning over to make room for an open space, "Come up and sleep with me for another 10 minutes."

Chi Yue subtly paused.

It's not that he doesn't want to, it's just...

He lay down carefully, and pulled Lin Xi into his arms through the quilt: "When can we live together?"

"Well, when you marry me with ten miles of red makeup?"

"I can do it now." Chi Yue didn't hesitate.

"I can't," Lin Qi covered his mouth, "Our house doesn't have that much space to put your dowry. Let me sleep for a while, okay baby?"

Chi Yue didn't speak, but nodded as an answer.

I don't know how long it took, Lin Qi woke up, saw that Chi Yue was still maintaining the posture he had before going to sleep, raised his eyebrows: "Why are you still doing this?"

"I'm afraid I'll wake you up again." Chi Yue first replied casually, and then said deliberately aggrieved, "My hands are numb."

His arm was always resting on Lin Xi's pillow, and he never moved it. It is only natural that he is "numb" now.

Lin Xi lowered his head, and his long eyelashes drooped down, brushing against the skin of Chi Yue's arm vaguely, the touch was so light that people couldn't tell whether it was his eyelashes that slapped him or his lips left behind. imprints.

He half-jokingly said: "It's okay, just a kiss."

Now Chi Yue's arm is not only numb, he endured it with difficulty, and still put his arms around Lin Xi's waist: "You..."

Lin Xi slept for a long time this time, Lin Xingyu had already gone to work, Tang Ruowei and Bian Xun also made an appointment with a beauty doctor, and now there is no one else in the Lin family except the two of them, it can be said that the time, place and people are harmonious.

Chi Yue hugged him and asked with difficulty: "Can I?"

There is no need for extra decorations at all, as long as he thinks that this is Lin Xi's room, his blood boils.

Lin Xi didn't expect this to be able to ignite a fire, so he replied slowly: "Hey..."

It may be due to the particularity of the location, Chi Yue was particularly fierce today, Lin Xi couldn't help biting his finger, Chi Yue didn't care, wiped off the blood with a tissue, leaned over and said in his ear: "Let me see Look, did you bite yourself."

Lin Xi: "..."

After this battle, Chairman Lin finally understood that Chi Yue was an incombustible object in front of outsiders, and in front of him...it could spontaneously ignite without wind.

It wasn't until the afternoon that the two had time to think about their summer vacation arrangements. They wanted to go on a graduation trip, but they couldn't stand the fact that their motherland was vast and rich. The summer vacation didn't have enough time for them to go all over, so they had to pick out a few places they wanted to go the most.

Before the trip, they went back to the Mingshi campus.

It was still the familiar student union office, and it was still the familiar sunshine. Large swathes of sunlight poured in through the windows, which was unbelievably bright, as if it was a harbinger of fate.

At that time, Lin Qi was bathed in the light, unaware that the boy who was only a few steps away from him was beating his heart.

Now Lin Xi is also standing in the light, idly drawing a fluffy puppy on the blackboard with a chalk.

Chi Yue took this scene into his mobile phone, and digital products are updated rapidly, and even a single photo may not be able to be saved smoothly into the future.

But it doesn't matter, he still remembers it in his heart.

The printed photos will decay, and the data in the computer will collapse, but in his heart, the heartbeat of this moment will extend infinitely to eternity over time.

The other students hadn't had their holidays yet, so Lin Qi tried to avoid them as much as possible, but he didn't expect to meet the new principal Ming Shi in the corridor. Seeing them, the new principal smiled and said, "You're back?"

Lin Qi also smiled: "Yes."

"Come back and see, the students in the school still miss you." The new principal disappeared, greeted and hurried away. Lin Xi didn't say anything, and continued to leave quietly with Chi Yue.

The new headmaster turned his head as if aware of it, only to see a slender and tall figure, quietly hiding into the stairs.

As for President Lin, a mythical figure, even after he graduated, his legend continued to spread in the Ming Dynasty. The students were still reluctant to leave him, and some people would wail as they walked to express their missing.

As the principal, he still remembers the quiet eyes that did not match his age when he first met the young prince of the Lin family.

"What do you hope the Ming Dynasty will be changed into?" As a person who was invited to be the principal, after knowing the whole story, he was surprised by this boy in his heart, and at the same time he naturally raised this question.

What is more important about this sentence is his attitude. Asking such a question also means that he did not underestimate Lin Qi because of his age, but put him in the same position as himself.

Although Chairman Xiao Lin was talking, his voice always gave people a very quiet feeling."I hope it gets better," he said.

The Ming Dynasty is a collection of loose sand. Lin Qi uses the most clumsy way to awaken the students' sense of honor and gather the loose sand together, but this is also a double-edged sword. Excessive sense of honor will blind people's eyes , making people unable to independently think about the good or bad of a matter, and even when encountering something unbearable, they will try to cover up the matter instead of solving it frankly.

"I hope you can lead the Ming Dynasty well and treat every student in the school fairly and justly."

Fairness and justice seem to be justified, but in fact it is something that cannot be achieved in many cases.

He nodded and said seriously: "Okay."

Before Lin Qi and Chi Yue's graduation trip, the parents of both sides met formally.

Although the parents have met many times, this is the first time as in-laws. The two parties sat at the table very solemnly, as if they were discussing some major international affairs.

In this kind of atmosphere, the two juniors couldn't stay for a while and went out.

The meeting place was at Lin's house. Chi Yue followed Lin Xi to the study room, saw the rows of books and test papers on the bookshelf, and tapped the spine of the books: "President, when can you put my books on the bookshelf?" photo?"

Lin Xi paused: "...No need."

"?" Chi Yue heard that there was something else in his tone, and raised his eyebrows curiously.

"The things on this row of bookshelves are all in the past tense," Lin Xi asked maliciously, "Do you want to be put there too?"

"No need!" Chi Yue immediately retracted his preface.

However, it doesn't have to be on the bookshelf, Chi Yue went around and put a photo of himself beside Lin Xi's bed.

Lin Xi was a little surprised that he was able to take a selfie out of his pocket casually: "Have you planned this for a long time?"

"Yes." Chi Yue rubbed against him, "Brother Xiaoqi can see me every day when he opens his eyes, are you happy?"

"So-so... eh? Don't scratch me..."

The two rolled together after arguing. Chi Yue was afraid of something special, so he stopped in time, and just buried himself in Lin Xi's arms and took a deep breath: "Lin Qi."

"Ok?"

"I want to see you every day when I wake up." Chi Yue's voice was low but clear.

"Don't worry," Lin Xi stroked Chi Yue's chin with his fingers, and rolled his eyes, "It will be done soon."

Everything is moving forward in an orderly manner.

On the day when the results of the college entrance examination came out, the phones of the two of them were about to explode, and countless congratulations flooded in, just to celebrate that Lin Qi won the first place in the Yancheng college entrance examination with an outstanding score, and Chi Yue lived up to everyone's expectations and competed for the second place. , not separated from President Lin at all on the leaderboard.

Mingshi hung up a beaming banner, so arrogant that he surrounded the entire campus with a red cloth, trying to make every passerby who passed by the school—no matter what direction he was walking, anyway, others could see the champion and the second place From the Ming Dynasty.

The names of Lin Xi and Chi Yue were next to each other, and I don't know which caring and kind person circled a heart for them.

The pedestrians passing by were unknown, so the tacit understanding of the students smiled.

The forum was full of joy, and the Chinese teacher was also very pleased. I believe that until many years later, he will be able to use the touching inspirational story of "a classmate with the lowest Chinese score who struggled for a year and a half to come second in the college entrance examination" to inspire those who are also not good at Chinese. students.

But now, Lin Qi and Chi Yue had just landed in Yuncheng.

The city has a fantastic rainbow playground with the tallest ferris wheel in the country.On the way to the playground, Lin Qi responded to the news one by one, and Chi Yue held his hand, leading him the way, and telling a little story he saw on the plane.

"President, do you know that here, there is such a story..."

"I know." Lin Xi turned off his phone and took the conversation with a smile, "Once upon a time, there was a kitten and a puppy..."

The wind blows gently, blowing their voices far, far away.

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Suppose three-year-old Yue Zai meets three-year-old Xiao Qi.

Xiao Qi has been beautiful and cute since he was a child. The first time Yue Zai saw him, he heard others call him Xiao Qi. He remembered the happy seven fairies that Chi Heng watched at home every day. There was a little fairy named Xiao Qi in it, so He happily went over and asked, "Are you also a fairy sister?"

This is a little fool who can't distinguish between men and women, Xiao Qi ignored him, and Yue Zai was confused, thinking that this little fairy really doesn't care about people.

But she looks so cute, the more I like her.

Skip the misunderstanding, the two children can finally play together, and get familiar with each other very quickly.

The three-year-old Yue Zai is very skinny and full of energy. Brother Xiaoqi not only doesn't talk about him, but also plays with him. Yue Zai likes brother Xiaoqi very much.

Playing at night, Xiaoqi was sleepy and wanted to sleep, and Yue Zai was also sleepy, but he was reluctant to sleep, fearing that when he woke up, there would be no brother Xiaoqi. Although brother Xiaoqi was not a little fairy, he was no different from a little fairy, Yue Zai thought Play with him all the time.

When Xiaoqi was sleeping, he sat next to Xiaoqi, poking Xiaoqi's soft face worriedly from time to time: "When will Brother Xiaoqi play with Yueyue?"

Xiao Qi gently pulled his hand away, and he continued to poke it persistently.Brother Xiaoqi, although he still couldn't speak very clearly, with a babyish voice, but his ability to deceive people had begun to take shape. He held his increasingly annoying little hand, and said solemnly: "Hey, don't talk, I'm here Listen to Duke Zhou telling stories, and I will tell you when I finish listening."

Yue Zai: "Who is Duke Zhou?"

"It's an old man who loves to tell stories. You can only see it with your eyes closed." Xiao Qi said, "So don't poke me anymore."

Yue Zai nodded obediently: "Oh."

Brother Xiaoqi fell asleep again, and Yue Zai sat beside him, waiting and waiting, waiting and waiting, wanting to tell him a story when brother Xiaoqi woke up.

Brother Xiaoqi slept for a long time, Yue Zai was also sleepy, and closed his eyes in a daze, thinking, Brother Xiaoqi listened to such a long story, then when he wakes up, they can play together for a long, long time It's time.

The author has something to say: Yes, you can play together forever.

The full text is over, thank you all.

In the end, I decided to write this episode after thinking for a long time. The story Xiaoqi and Yuezai watched on the plane is not important to this article, so I didn’t write it either.

The if line of the two cubs is placed at the end, because I want to link the story told by brother Lin Xi and the story (?) told by brother Xi when he wakes up, so that this story can never be finished, they can be together forever.

As I wrote before, this article is a very difficult article I wrote. I know that there are more than these reasons for school violence. I also know that the solution in the article is whimsical, and I also know that some people will be impatient... But I still wrote, although the writing is still not good, thank you for your tolerance.

Thank you very much for being here, see you soon.

The college entrance examination is over, and I have participated in several class reunions, and time seems to slow down.

Although this school bully is very cute, he has to be willing.But he also discovered that excessive expectations, love, admiration, hatred... will eventually become a blind sword, piercing the hearts of others.

He wanted to control it, but found that there was no way. The human heart is not a machine that can be adjusted at will, and it is not under his control. He also has no way to adjust the trust of so many people in him to zero.

But it would be bad for a good person to do a little bad thing. A good person can only give, not ask for it, because a good person cannot ask for good rewards, and asking for good rewards is not pure. He can only make his debut at the moment of dedication, and then You have to end the curtain neatly, otherwise how can your merits stand up to the praises?Is it hype?I'm tired of tossing and turning to occupy the public's attention.