Spring is coming

It was raining outside, the window was opened a small gap, the wind chimes hanging on the desk were tinkling softly with the rustling rain, and there was also the continuous white noise of the air conditioner.

Chunxin pointed his fingers at Yuli's back, slowly drawing along the uneven lines of the spine.

Her hair is long and straight, without bangs, always tied in a low ponytail casually, only briefly spread out when she is resting, gently resting on her shoulders and scattered on her back.

Xueli is neat and rigorous, she doesn't like her hair to flutter around, and she doesn't like it to be too fancy, when she passes by a boutique when she goes out, Chunxin always begs her to buy many beautiful headbands.

But Chun Xin doesn't like to tie his hair up, he hates being restrained, most of the time he wears it loose, and most of the hair ropes he bought are used in the snow.

Those exaggerated shapes and brightly colored headbands are the only bright colors on Yuuri's body.

One is always restrained and calm, and the other is bold and bold. The attraction to each other is innate, and it is a deep trap lured by freshness.

They are already an integral part of each other's lives.

Chun Xin likes to see her wearing glasses, that kind of snow has a different kind of charm, cold eyebrows, unchanging hairstyle, always waiting quietly somewhere, and you can see it when you raise your eyes and turn around.

The back is thin, and the northern girl with a big frame has very strong arms, and she can easily hold her up.

Always rescue her in times of crisis, accompany her, find her no matter where she hides, fierce but always inadvertently revealing a little tenderness, clumsily flattering her...

In such snow, it is hard not to be moved.

I love her calmness and peace, but I also hate her coldness and restraint.

Someone in the middle school class formed a group, among them was a young couple who secretly had sex with each other in the second year of middle school, and this time they also passed the second middle school.

The two have similar grades, above-average level, and may be assigned to the same class as them.

There will always be people around her who are in a similar situation. Chunxin secretly pays attention to them. Every day, he goes to their space to step on them, watch their daily life during the holidays, watch them sneak out on dates without telling their parents, and use 2G network to slowly load. The photo they uploaded.

Xie Yan and Liu Ping went to the amusement park today, Xie Yan and Liu Ping went to a black Internet cafe, Xie Yan and Liu Ping had sex in the park...

Compared with each other, Chun Xin thought to herself, she and Dongdong have done these things before, Xie Yan and Liu Ping are in love, so what about her and Dongdong?did the same thing as them...

Although he didn't say it explicitly, Chun Xin privately believed that they were the same.

She was ignorant and shyly expressed her liking for her, wondering if Xueli could understand.

After working up the courage to ask "how do you feel about me", Chun Xin was afraid of hearing the answer.

Xueli is always rejecting her and pushing her away. Although the girl who has entered puberty has a big heart, she also has many small emotions that cannot be expressed.

When Xueli turned around, Chunxin had already closed his eyes, pretended to be asleep, and snored decently.

With a very light sigh, helpless and pampered, the soft touch of the cheek is instantly separated.

Pointing to her nose, Xueli said, "What do you think?"

It doesn't have to be an answer, she just responds once out of ten times.Chun Xin opened his eyes, didn't speak, just stared at the person with those big black eyes.

Xueli is not good at talking nasty words, even if she wrote a script for her and asked her to read it, she couldn't read it.

She sat up, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, knelt on the carpet, and reached under the bed to take out the things hidden under the carpet.

Chun Xin watched as she dug out a new notebook from the drawer, and found some solid glue. It seemed that she was going to paste the paper cut out of the magazine on the notebook.

Chun Xin also crawled over, lying on the bed with his chin in his hands to watch.

Xueli said: "Writing these words, they must have thought and thought and considered, because there are too few people like them in this world, and they don't know whether they are right or wrong. They muster up the courage to write down These words must have been difficult, and they deserved to be printed in a book, and they deserved to be kept in a safe place."

"Since you have collected them and now that I know about them, let's give them a home." Xueli rubbed glue on the back of the paper and pasted them neatly compared to the horizontal grid on the book.

She also said: "If a book is a world, those girls are this column. Although it doesn't take up much space, there is always a space for them, which proves their existence..."

"Existence is reasonable, there is no need to hide it."

Looking carefully this time, there are villains in the paper, the colorful ones are black and white, they are all cut out from books, and they are all girls.

Long-haired ones, short-haired ones, quiet ones, lively ones, melancholy ones... there are all kinds of them.

Chun Xin couldn't hold back any longer, and poked the paper figurine with his fingers, "This long hair matches that one, because she said that she likes to smell the hair of her classmates, and she said that the person she likes has very, very long hair."

"Oh!" Xueli suddenly realized, it turned out that Chunxin had accompanied each submission with a picture.

Some of them couldn’t find the right ones, so she made illustrations by herself, drew what she imagined them to look like, and then cut them out along the contours.

Xueli couldn't figure it out, where did she spend so much time doing these things behind her back.

"Since you are so careful, they should not be hidden."

Chun Xin scratched the back of his head embarrassingly, and rolled on the bed, "I'm afraid of you..."

After they were all pasted up, the notebook was placed on the desk, and Xueli tore up those unscrupulous little advertising papers, and warned her: "You look at the bookstore, and you are not allowed to go to the street to pick up these messy advertising papers for me again."

Speaking of it, she was really weird a few times, but when Xueli thought about it, she was annoyed and funny, and tapped her forehead lightly with her fingers, "People don't send it to you, and you go to ask for it, what do you think."

Chun Xin said: "I only want it if I don't send it. If you want to refuse, you can still welcome me, hook me..."

Xueli pinched her face, "Yes, if you don't give it to you, you will seduce you, if you want to refuse, you will still welcome, you are really a little idiom genius."

Chun Xin had already yawned more than a dozen times in a row, but Xueli hadn't said how she felt towards her, so she waited.

This guy is a thief and a thief, stubborn and stubborn, he just wants to be sure, if he wants to play Tai Chi to fool her, there is no way.

Seeing her still staring at people with staring eyes, Xueli was so sleepy that she shed tears, sighed, squeezed her little hand, and told the truth.

"I don't know if I count, because if it wasn't for you, I wouldn't be able to give in to others...I wouldn't be able to like other girls, understand. If you have to ask me the answer..." Xue Li pursed his lips, "It has nothing to do with gender, it's just you."

The darkness removes people's defenses, and the night is always suitable for heart-to-heart conversations. To say such a thing, the time and place are right, and sooner or later, you can't say it in the snow.Unlike Chun Xin, she can always open up to others without burden.

But when I think about it carefully, Chun Xin has never shown his heart to anyone like this, so in essence they are the same, just because of their personalities, they behave differently.

Chun Xin tilted his head, "Then how do you feel?"

Well, she didn't listen to a word of those old things they said.

Xueli squinted at her, and saw the shallow arcs at the end of her eyes and the corners of her lips, and knew that this guy was trying to play tricks on purpose, to force her to speak nasty words.

"Fart feeling!" Xueli rolled over and fell asleep, "Just torment me."

With the quilt covering his head, Chunxin cupped his face in his hands and giggled.

……

The holidays passed too quickly, and whenever I had free time, I went out to play with Xueli. Chun Xin was tanned by two degrees, but she was still very beautiful, with thick hair, a full face, and a straight back.

Xueli often looked at her, her face was still the same, but her spirit was quite different, with rich expressions and a natural playfulness.

It's just that those eyes haven't grown up much, just like when I was a child, I don't know where to look. When listening to someone talking, you have to look at the other person's eyes, which is polite.

She always looks at people's eyes very intently, always seeing people lower their eyelids or turn their heads away.

Her eyes are full of wild straightforwardness and boldness, and sometimes she looks at people like this on purpose, looking fiercely.

She is small and delicate, but her eyes look very difficult to mess with.

Even Xueli couldn't look at her for too long, looking at her, she always felt that she would pounce on her in the next second.This is a hungry cat, and it would be a good meal to lick.

Xueli said in her heart that I was getting old, but she couldn't help her to see it that way.

No. 10 Middle School is not far from home, it takes [-] minutes to walk there, across a road and over a bridge. Zhao Cheng took them to sign up, and Jiang Mengyan was on a business trip.

Xueli went to pay the fee with her father. Chunxin didn't like places with many teachers, so she sat by the flower bed downstairs and waited. People passing upstairs and downstairs couldn't help but glance at her.

Pretty girls always attract attention.

When I met former junior high school classmates, Chun Xin, who was not familiar with me, would say hello.In a new environment, you can meet familiar faces. No matter how the relationship was before, everyone is now a good friend.

Chun Xin saw the young couple she had been paying attention to in the space, they didn't hold hands, they just walked side by side, very close to each other, anyone who glanced over would know that the two of them had something to do.

Chun Xin stared at them, Liu Ping waved at her, "Jiang Chunxin."

Chun Xin asked, "What class are you in?"

Liu Ping said, "Xie Yan and I are in class seven, how about you?"

"We're in class fifteen."

She didn't say who, but Liu Ping knew who she was talking about. She was a little surprised, "Your sister's grades are so good, why is she in Class [-]?"

Chun Xin asked, "Then why are you all in Class Seven? Your grades are pretty good."

Liu Ping smiled: "You have a good relationship."

Chun Xin laughed, "You two are also on good terms."

Liu Ping couldn't help saying a few more words to her, saying that we would hang out together when we had time, and Chunxin said that I would not be a light bulb, but he nodded in agreement and told her before leaving, "Send more photos."

"Ah? Why." Liu Ping turned her head and asked.

"You go to play first, and I will take Dongdong there after fun."

Liu Ping said "ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

Chun Xin was bored, so he went upstairs to see the class that was coming to class in two days, and sent a text message to Xueli, saying which floor it was on, and she walked up the steps step by step.

The No. [-] Middle School is very good and big, much better than the house of the old party school of the junior high school. Standing in the corridor, Chun Xin saw the green football field, the red running track, and the gymnasium farther away. I heard that there is also an indoor basketball court and a swimming pool. .

My mother said that in order to develop the new district, No. [-] Middle School invested heavily, and it should be the most well-equipped high school in the province.

Chunxin is very beautiful in her heart. She has a chance to study in such a good high school.It was a very happy day. I don't know why, but my heart was sour. Obviously, the second middle school was very easy to pass, and she got in very easily.

She wiped her face with the back of her hand, it felt wet, and muttered, "It's too miserable, I have to study again, I was so sad that I cried."

It was hot and dry, with tears sticking to his hands and face, making him very uncomfortable. Just as he wanted to call Xueli, the phone started singing.

"Here, I saw you. What are you doing lying there." On the phone, Xueli was a little panting, "We're on the second floor. Stand still, I'll be right there."

"Come on."

"Here it is, wait for me."

The child couldn't be coaxed, and all kinds of grievances rushed up, and the tears fell more fiercely. The passing students frequently turned their heads to look at her.

Some boys laughed at her softly, "Crying bag."

Chun Xin immediately choked back, "I picked your eyes out."

Xueli climbed the handrail of the stairs, "Huh?"

Chun Xin changed his high-pitched voice again, "Come here quickly."

The boys imitated her coquettish "Come here", and got a bunch of big white eyes and laughed and went into the toilet at the end of the corridor.

Xueli hung up the phone when she saw her at the corridor entrance, raised her chin, and let out a long breath.

Chun Xin pouted forward and raised both hands, handed them to her, and Xueli took them, "Go to the bathroom and wash."

"You didn't even ask me if I was being bullied. Someone laughed at me just now."

Xueli said: "Who can bully you, I have heard you swearing."

"Is that called swearing?" Chun Xin disagreed, "I didn't even swear."

"Isn't it cursing if you don't swear?"

"Of course."

Xueli shook her head and smiled, and tore off a wet towel to wipe her face.

Chunxin asked about his father, and Xueli said that he had to leave beforehand, "I gave you 50 yuan back, what do you want to eat later?"

Chun Xin said, "Smoothies, there are crushed peanuts."

Xueli nodded and said yes, and asked her why she was crying, but Chunxin couldn't answer, so he rubbed his arm under the faucet, hesitated for a long time before saying, "I think it's not easy."

Xueli flicked water on her face, but she didn't fight back, and sighed sadly, "I feel that the opportunity to go to school is hard-won, because high school is no longer compulsory education, and the tuition is much more expensive."

If she hadn't come to her parents' house, she might not have had the chance to go to school, and grandma couldn't bear to pay so much money for her to go to school.The family is not that poor, because grandma thinks she is not worth it.

Xueli remembered that Chunxin dropped out of school and Nanzhou came to find her. At that time, she was already in the third year of high school and there was not much time. They met downstairs in the community where they live now.

Chunxin said that she had a place to live, and Xueli believed it. Jiang Mengyan went to work in the morning and saw her sleeping in the pavilion of the community, with her schoolbag on her head and her clothes soaked in dew.

When I brought her home, she didn't say anything about her own affairs. She was afraid of delaying her studies in the snow, so she opened the door and ran away while someone was washing the fruit.

She had a hard time, but she never said anything when they met, only that she had found a place to live, had a job, and could continue painting.Smiling, the melancholy in his eyes cannot be dispelled.

Sorrow only stays for a moment, like the white mist steamed by Zhu Yang, faint and untouchable, it disappears in the blink of an eye when you turn around.

Xueli tried to find the clues of the pain left in her eyes, and those eyes had regained their clarity.

The skirt was blown up by the wind, and Chun Xin stood bouncing in the corridor, "Eat smoothies, eat smoothies, and add chocolate sauce!"

"Plus." Xueli took her hand and went downstairs, "I'll buy you whatever you want."

She hoped that she would never think about it, and let those painful pasts become real pasts.