boys' feelings are always poetry

117.

"Yes, got it."

When Song Yu turned on the phone twice, he finally saw Lu Jixue's news. During this waiting time, Song Yu's mood was very complicated, mixed with many emotions, regret, regret why he acted so hastily , although he didn't know where he was sloppy, but he always felt something was wrong.There is pessimism, the squad leader may have forgotten his existence, maybe he has no place in his heart, maybe the squad leader will feel embarrassed when he finds the note he hid, how should a noble white swan reject the ordinary What about the shy little frog, this frog will not become a prince, it is a really ordinary kind, which makes me sad.You are sure, as a young man who is full of vigor in the new era, since you have someone you like, don't think so much. Even if you fail, it is good to say it. A kind person like the squad leader will not make fun of himself.

It's not right, Song Yu remembered that Lu Jixue used to laugh at him for being stupid, it's too bad, it's a bad memory.

As a result, Song Yu's mood turned into regret again, and several moods cycled repeatedly, which was very taxing.

Seeing the monitor's reply, he seemed unimpressed, just like the monitor himself, calm and calm, Song Yu thought of his two cheap sticky notes, which could be regarded as a confession, not too formal, anyway, to this To confess to the male god of the whole school, at least use the best letter paper, the best gel pen, and write the most ordinary but well-intentioned love letter. If time permits, at dusk, use small candles in Lu Jijia’s downstairs to form a Heart-shaped, with some rose petals sprinkled in the middle, when it was dark, Lu Jixue was asked to go downstairs, Fang Zhihui, an unwise person, handed over a bouquet of roses, and then sprinkled countless gold powder, shining in the candlelight!

This is the confession of handsome Song Yu to Princess Lu.

Song Yu recovered and saw another message from Lu Jixue.

"Thank you, Song Yu."

Song Yu stared at the screen of his mobile phone, his mouth widened, he didn't realize that there was an inexplicable idiotic smile on his face, people who didn't know would mistakenly think that he was watching some innocent girl group dancing, with an attractive expression attention.

"Made a mistake."

Song Yu's smile froze immediately, what is wrong?Don't you write your own name?Could it be that what Lu Jixue wanted to say was: Get away, Song Yu.But this is too far away, how could Lu Jixue make a mistake, didn't Lu Jixue complete it?Because he was eager to clean up the relationship with himself, he only posted half of it. In fact, what he wanted to post was: Thank you for being a good person!I'm not good enough for you? !Song Yu? !

Shocked, starting to send out good card?Too fast, I can't bear it.

Song Yu was sluggish, his eyes dull, and he drank half a glass of honey water to calm down.

Lu Jixue sent another message.

"It should be: Thank you, my boyfriend."

Song Yu once again showed a satisfied idiot smile.

By the way, I changed Lu Jixue's remarks to: bf.

It's quite foreign.

118.

At five o'clock in the evening, Fang Zhihui called and said that Fan Buwei had failed so badly in the selection exam that he didn't want to live anymore.

Song Yu feels that there are countless types of people in this world, and Fan Buwei is the one who lives the most divisive and radical life. In fact, Fan Buwei is already considered a top student, and it is inevitable to be admitted to a first-class college in the future , the future is bright, why is he still sad?Don't want to live anymore?If he experiences the achievements of Fang Zhizhi, then he really doesn't want to live.

"Let's have a barbecue, we both show mercy and treat him to a meal."

Song Yu changed into clothes that were not afraid of the smoke and fire, and went out with his bus card, money and mobile phone.

The barbecue shop is in an alley near Fan Buwei's home. The shop is relatively old, with old tables, chairs and benches. It has been handed down and is very famous in Huai City.

Fan Buwei sat between the two of them, crying, Fang Zhihui scolded him, "Look at you, you are a big man, crying like a little girl, others should laugh at you."

So Fan Buwei cried even more fiercely.

Song Yu changed his method and began to ask Fan Buwei. Because Fan Buwei had to answer every question clearly, his tears gradually dried up.

"Is the question too difficult?"

"It's too difficult, I can't do a few questions, it's too bad..."

Song Yu pondered, how many questions did he know?Isn't that normal? I usually do papers, and I usually don't even read the last question of the big question.

"Brother Fan, learning is not the pursuit of a person's life, besides, you study very well."

Fan Buwei asked back, "What is that person's lifelong pursuit?"

This is a philosophical question, if discussed, the three of them can discuss it all night.

"I believe that the pursuit of a person's life should be to make yourself happy and make the people you love happy."

Fang Zhihui applauded and agreed with this statement very much.

"Didn't the squad leader say when he handed Song Yu the school uniform, happiness forever, this is the truth." Fang Zhihui made an argument, which happened to follow Song Yu's argument. The two cooperated very well, and they should drop out of school to talk about cross talk.

Fan Buwei began to meditate, holding half a glass of Fanta drink in his hand, thinking of the sad place, shed a few tears.

Fang Zhihui and Song Yu both closed their mouths and did not speak. This is a process of thinking about life, and a quiet space should be left for Fan Buwei to think.

It's just that Song Yu's cell phone keeps buzzing on the table.

hum.

buzzing...

Fang Zhihui couldn't bear it anymore and said, "Well, Brother Song, why don't you pick it up and have a look."

Song Yu turned on the phone and saw that there were fifteen messages from Lu Jixue, which were:

crooked?

What are you doing?

have you eaten?

I had a seafood chow mein with tonkatsu.

What about you?

crooked?

crooked?

……