about i love you

After going back at night, Wen Mengliang hasn't come back yet. He doesn't know what else he's doing besides working in the supermarket, and he always comes back later than me.

I threw my schoolbag on the computer chair, took out my mobile phone and called my mother, who answered it quickly, she was very happy to hear it, as if she was teasing He Yan.

I put my legs on the crossbeam on the cabinet, half leaned against the head of the bed, and asked, "Mom, how are you doing at noon today?"

My mother said, "It's okay, we have been sleeping at noon today, what's wrong?"

I felt relieved when He Yan's thin voice came over.

I straightened up and said, "Let my sister tell me a few words."

After hearing a shaking sound, He Yan's voice came over, calling "Brother."

My mother was laughing, and I could hear it. She taught He Yan to shout brother.

"What did you have for lunch today?"

I imagined He Yan's tender face in a small skirt and her soft voice, and I couldn't help but feel a little happier.

"Mian, Mian, next Mian..."

I couldn't help laughing, and asked again, "Is it delicious?"

She didn't know what she was doing, she didn't speak for a while, and suddenly she smiled happily.

My mother took the mobile phone and said, "Okay, it's okay, she won't say anything, let's talk about it when you come back, the phone bill is quite expensive, let's talk about it when you come back."

I obliged and hung up the phone.

I took out the English book in my schoolbag and sat there in a daze, holding the pen in my hand and kept turning it, unable to figure out why.

When Wen Mengliang came back, it was past eight o'clock. When I entered the room, I didn't have time to change my expression. Seeing the cold and indifferent face, I felt a lot strange for a while.

When he saw me, he immediately changed into a smiling face, went to the kitchen and poured me a cup of tea, and then made the bed.

I walked over and hugged him, and whispered in his ear, "Are you okay at noon today?"

He turned his head and looked at me suspiciously, I looked into his eyes and repeated "Are you okay at noon today?"

He shook his head, withdrew from my arms, went to the bookshelf and gave me the collection of poems I gave him last time, sat there and wrote a few sentences: I finished reading it, you can go back, I Bought a new one, did you see it?

He pointed to a brand new book on the shelf, which was not quite the same as this one, but judging from the name, the content should be similar.

I nodded and backed away quietly. This atmosphere made me feel depressed. I was the only one talking, and my voice was the only one in the empty room. It was too weird and uncomfortable. After so long, I I haven't gotten used to it yet.

When I returned the book to Sun Zhe, he flipped it back and forth several times, for fear that I might be broken or dirty somewhere.

There was a clear voice outside the door, "Sun Zhe!"

I looked up and saw the boy named Chang Xuanfeng again. He changed his clothes and stood at the front door with his head slightly poked in, calling out impatiently. When he saw me, he was surprised and looked again. Sun Zhe beside me showed a smile.

Sun Zhe stood up and said to me, "The book belongs to him. Fortunately, you returned it in time. If you let him know that I lent his book to others, you will have to break up with me."

I stood up and let him go out without saying a word. This is too exaggerated, it's just a book, it's not.

Later I found out that I was wrong. He really valued his books to a certain extent, like his most precious things, and he would not show them to anyone unless he was close to him.

The third year of high school was divided into classes again.

Coincidentally, Chang Xuanfeng and I were assigned to the same class. When he was moving things, he saw me, ran over excitedly, and asked, "Are you also in this class?"

I put the book on the table and nodded. When I first arrived, the teacher hadn’t arranged a seat yet, so I found a seat to put my things first. He looked around and put his things next to me. He looked at me and looked at him. , showing a big smile, with obvious dimples, he said, "I'll just sit here first, and then change when the teacher arranges seats, and I don't know anyone."

I nodded, helped him put the books away, and watched him go back to his original class to get his own things.

Who knows that after a week, the teacher still didn't change the seat, we just sat like this all the time.

After class, I had nothing to do, so I fell asleep on the table, and his voice came flickering, inexplicably unreal.

"Haha, did you masturbate a lot yesterday? I heard your bed keep shaking."

He was talking to the boy in front of him, and he didn't care about the girls around him at all. I could imagine his current appearance with my eyes closed, and I was very happy.

As I listened, I fell asleep again.

He is like this, he speaks without any scruples, says whatever comes to mind, and has a straight temper. He even said to a girl two days ago, "People like me are obscene on the surface, and I show it, unlike those People who don’t say anything but do everything in their hearts are scary.”

It's a complete fallacy, clearly just making excuses for himself.

Some girls in the class don't like him, and no one likes a person who talks about private things all day long, although, most of the time, he is still very quiet.

Wen Mengliang is very tired recently. The supermarket is being renovated. He is busy every day. Sometimes I go to meet him and help out. He always looks flattered, which makes me feel very awkward. Dare to help him.

"I'm going home next week. I'm not here. Take care of yourself and take advantage of Sunday to rest."

While I was typing on the computer, I turned my head to talk to him, but he didn't look up and didn't see it.

I messaged him from my computer and said it again.

He stood up from his place, walked to me and hugged my neck to rub, the fluffy hair made me feel a little itchy, and I shook my head uncomfortably.

He was still like this, kept rubbing, I was annoyed, turned around and bit his lips, probably biting hard, his expression suddenly became painful, his eyes were red, I hugged him and licked the lip I just bit out The wound, with half-closed eyes, gently rubbed against him.

He half dragged me to the bed knowingly, and then we kissed on the bed and helped each other. After I was done, I habitually kissed the corners of his beautiful eyes, but my heart was always empty.

After the first exam, we changed seats. Chang Xuanfeng did not do well in the exam, so he couldn't find a good seat, so he sat in the back.I ran into me after class and stopped talking. I was still active in class, but I felt uncomfortable. A person who was close to me was suddenly alienated, which made me very uncomfortable.

The last time I went home, my sister showed me the characters she learned. They were crooked. Wen Mengliang should really teach her.

In physical education class, we played basketball together. Chang Xuanfeng excitedly took a pair of table tennis rackets and asked people to play table tennis with him, but those good students who liked to play table tennis did not come out of the class, and he stood depressed. At the ping-pong table, the feet touch the ground little by little.

I smiled and flicked my clothes twice. It was too hot to play basketball.

"Come on, let's fight."

His eyes were almost bright with excitement, and he threw a racket to me, the sweat on his face was about to fall, I smiled and fought him.

He is a very sunny and positive person. He always has a happy and happy life. Although some people like it and some don't, he has always been very comfortable.

"He Su, you are so good at studying, please tutor me, look at me, what will you do next year?"

I took a ball and replied, "Okay, let's sit together next time we divide the seats."

He also laughed, the kind of laughter with a voice, as clear and pleasant as ever.

After the second exam, his grades still haven’t improved much. We changed seats by ourselves. Girls want to sit with people who are good at fun, and let the one who is good at study help the one who is not good at study. It's a bit unfair for that one to occupy a place.

I didn't mention it to Chang Xuanfeng. When I chose the seat, I took a seat near the back of the window. When Chang Xuanfeng came in, the only ones close to me were the front and back seats. He walked directly to me. Back there, sat down and sighed comfortably.

"Hey, I'll count on you from now on."

When get out of class was over, he leaned against the wall and talked to me, humming a song.

"What song is it?"

"Qilixiang, there's an old song, what's wrong?"

He looked back at me, his eyes were bright, his voice was different from the original singer, it sounded a different taste, but it was still very nice.

I nodded, and he said again, "The songs he sang with two characters in their titles are all very nice and good."

I also stood up and asked, "Can you sing?"

He nodded proudly and said, "Well, I can hum a few words."

Life continues to move forward as always, and my impression of Wen Mengliang is only a meeting, or a kiss, or a hug when I go back every day, which has almost become a habit.

When the new year was approaching, we hadn't had a holiday yet, because we were already in the third year of high school, the holiday was shortened a lot, and there were only a dozen days left.

My mother called me and told me that Xu Xiangqian was getting married.

20 years old, married.

I asked, "Isn't he old enough?"

My mother said, "The child is about to be born? What else can we do if we don't get married?"

I nodded strangely on the other end of the phone, thinking that Xu Xiangqian had indeed embarked on this path.

Don't know whose fault it is.

In fact, Meng Shuran is younger, about 19 years old, neither of them can get the certificate. I clearly remember that Xu Xiangqian said that the other party's parents seemed to disagree, and that the safety measures were not done well, and it was his fault.

My mother asked me if I wanted to go back to attend a wedding, and I said no, I had to go to class, she thought it was the same, so she nodded and said she could go by herself.

The wedding banquet for the birth of the child is held first, and it can be regarded as a joint event, so that everyone in the village can know about it.

I had nothing to say, so I just responded lazily.

After I hung up the phone, I went to read the book written by Love Roots, read the happy messages of the young readers below, and then felt that I was healed.

Holding Wen Mengliang in my arms, I had a good night's dream.

"Do you like Liu Yong?"

I had nothing to do between classes, so I took the book that Wen Mengliang bought to read.

I remember that Chang Xuanfeng liked Li Yu very much. I thought Liu Yong was similar to Li Yu. When I turned to the words written by Liu Yong, I asked a casual question.

He was reading a book, looked up and said, "Liu Yong's He Chongtian is well written, Liu Sanbian haha, all the words are pretty good."

I looked over curiously and asked, "What are you looking at?"

He shook his head pretentiously and said, "The Buddha said, don't say it, don't say it."

I turned around and didn't notice the look of disappointment in his eyes.

The author has something to say: Handsome.