Five years simulation three years first

Feng Zhou decided to be brave once.

He didn't know why he called "apologizing" brave, but if he did something that had never been done before and was risky, then he could call it "brave".

When the last class in the afternoon was about to end, Feng Zhou stopped Yu Shaochun at the back door.

He held back all afternoon and typed seventeen or eight drafts, but failed at the moment he stood face to face with the person he was apologizing to.

"I......"

Yu Shaochun didn't seem to want to know what he was going to say at all, grabbed his coat and walked out the door.Feng Zhou felt anxious and stretched out his hand to hold him.

Yu Shaochun turned his head inexplicably: "What's wrong?"

"I have something to tell you," Feng Zhou didn't dare to look at him, "wait for me to organize the language."

Yu Shaochun glanced outside the door, and pulled his arm out of his hand: "Since you don't want to be friends with me, then don't say anything, the bridge returns to the bridge, the road returns to the road, and don't come in front of anyone to show your presence." ,All right?"

After he finished speaking, he turned and left without looking back.

Before Feng Zhou could speak, everything was over.

He stared blankly at that cold figure, feeling that things shouldn't be like this.

Something seems to be wrong.

But no matter who is left out for a few days for no reason, it won't give the other party a good face, right?

Feng Zhou returned to his seat in a daze, not knowing what to do. He waited until someone knocked on his desk before reacting, and looked up blankly.

The English class representative held a stack of workbooks in his hand: "Feng Xueba, help me find out where Mr. Yu's workbooks are. He is gone, and Tang Qian is not there either."

Feng Zhou bypassed the empty table next to him and sat in Yu Shaochun's place.

Although, even now, he still doesn't understand why Yu Shaochun's table hole is so messy.

He spent a lot of effort to find the red-skinned English exercise book among the stacks of books like arhats, pulled it out, and opened the page that was required to be completed before the self-study class. The paper fell out.

The English class representative took over the workbook: "Thank you Feng Xueba."

Feng Zhou didn't care about his thanks, and slowly unfolded the thing that looked like a discarded draft paper, and found that someone had written something that looked like a letter at length on it.

The handwriting is flamboyant and chic, and it is Yu Shaochun's handwriting.

It was him who wrote the letter.

"Dear Feng Xueba."

Then he seemed to feel that the word "dear" was a little nasty, so he crossed it out with a messy black line, and changed Feng Xueba to "Feng Zhou".

"Professor Molnar once said that in the constellation Cygnus 1800 light-years away from us, there are two stars that are about to merge.

I say this because I feel like our relationship is like a binary star system that looks close but is actually far apart.

But you must know that in some binary star systems, there are some chances that the two stars will meet.And when two stars meet, they become a brighter star. "

Yes, he thought, when two very similar stars meet, they will explode into the most dazzling fireworks in the universe.

"I've actually been looking forward to the moment when our souls meet, but I can never read you, and you won't tell me everything without reservation. I know this is the cause of the trauma, so I understand all your choices. "

Understand?

Feng Zhou laughed at himself.

He never asked others to understand himself, and no one could understand him.

"Even so, I still feel that since I met you (referring to the first time), it seems that there is finally another person who can understand my thoughts. No matter what has happened, including the current quarrel, I am very happy, Because I may never meet another person who is so like me.

There are still a lot of words that I didn't understand and couldn't say.Now I understand, but I can't say it.Talking too much will embarrass us even more, so let's use the ending of a novel I read recently instead. "

The letter stops here.

Feng Zhou lowered his head and continued to rummage in his seat, and luckily found the ending of the last part of the novel:

"Lukia lay on the grass and stretched out her hand, as if she could touch the deep blue sky like cobalt glass. Starlight converged, and her blond hair was caressed like running water.

Joseph walked slowly: 'What are you thinking? '

Rukia said: 'I was thinking about my favorite star - CX330, the loneliest star discovered by mankind. '

'You say - love? ' draws Joseph out, 'what do you love about it?Because it's a star? '

'no. '

Rukia rolled, her nostrils were filled with the smell of grass mixed with soil.

'God said that the human soul is lonely before meeting love.Every time I look at the starry sky, I wonder if my lover, whom I have never met, is also drifting in the barren darkness like CX330. '

She closed her eyes, clasped her hands together, and prayed devoutly.The river of stars rushed down, coating her eyelashes with a layer of silver: "Then I pray to God here, before meeting the CX330 that belongs to me, please allow it to get at least one ray of light, so that it will not be because of Dark and disappointed in love that has yet to come. '"

Feng Zhou entered this novel word by word into the search box, and the webpage flashed, and hundreds of search results appeared.

The top one told him the title of the book was "In Love with a Strange Star."

In love with a quirky star...?

He felt more and more that his heart was beating faster, and something was about to come out. Those seemingly inexplicable but traceable mood swings seemed to have answers, but there was no conclusive evidence. The only thing he relied on were these two crumpled Go up the paper that has been discarded.

If Yu Shaochun wanted to give him this letter, it shouldn't be the attitude just now.If it is the attitude just now, does it mean that I missed him?

Thinking of this, Feng Zhou suddenly felt his heart aching.The fine, unspeakable pain was dutifully transported to every corner of the body along the blood in the aorta.

Just when he was about to call Yu Shaochun, the classroom door was pushed open with a "bang".

As soon as Chen Siren entered the door, he shouted out of breath: "Who the hell can contact the security guard, something serious happened!"