The accident in my life is only you

After the beginning of spring, I returned to school alone to report.

After studying courses in school for one month, we were assigned by the teacher to various factories for internships. During the internship, we still had to return to school to hand in the internship materials every other month.

I packed some simple luggage, and the other three students in the same class were assigned by the teacher to the internship base in cooperation with the school.

The so-called practice base is not actually a place for research, but some local companies or large factories where the school is located.

Because the types of operations these companies are engaged in are comparable to the majors we have studied, after a long time, they cooperate with the school to send students to practice on a regular basis, and these students who come for internships often have low wages, which is equivalent to providing cheap labor to these factories. labor force.

We are assigned to work in the corresponding company or factory according to the type of major we have studied, which is actually equivalent to the probationary period of ordinary employment.

Of course, we will not be assigned to the lowest positions for employment, but generally some relatively easy positions without much technical content, because after our internship period, most people will choose to leave instead of staying. down to work.

My working life just kicked off so simply.

Every morning, like other colleagues in the factory, I clock in to go to work, and my basic necessities are all in the factory.

Every month, I need to write an internship summary, submit it to the leader for signature, and then take it back to school and hand it in during the weekend break.

In this way, day after day, time flies, and May Day is ushered in.

During this period, due to the busy work and life, I almost never took the initiative to contact Liu Shu. I only occasionally saw each other online, and would simply greet each other a few times, as if I hadn’t seen a classmate for a long time, or an old friend with a strange relationship.

This day is Saturday night, and the next day I have to return to school to hand in the internship materials as usual.

As an intern staying in a relaxed position, I left work early in the evening and returned to the dormitory.There are still eight beds in my dormitory, but apart from me and another classmate, there are only three other assembly line employees.

They are turn workers on the assembly line, and they are all ten years older than us. Although there is a certain gap in our age and the time of commute to and from get off work is also different, it does not prevent us from getting along well.

Occasionally, we would get together and chat about the customs and customs of various places.

At this time, I had already finished washing, and I was lying on the bed playing with my mobile phone. The classmate in the next bed was washing in the bathroom, and the three aunts were chatting together about the interesting things that happened on the assembly line today.

I browsed the news for a long time. When I exited, I saw the button on the homepage of the mobile phone. I thought about it for a moment, tapped my fingertips like a ghost, and opened it slowly.

The button that has not been opened for a long time seems to be in line with my thoughts. With a light tap, the whole screen pops up instantly.

Guided by his thoughts, he clicked on Liu Shu's group with his fingertips uncontrollably, only to find that Liu Shu was also online at this time.

But I didn't intend to send her any messages, I just stared at her profile picture for a long time, and went through all the words I wanted to say in my mind.

Just when I was about to turn off Koukou, Liu Shu's Koukou head flickered as if telepathically, and made a unique beeping sound.

I was shocked in my heart, as if I had done something bad and was found out.

The mobile phone in his hand suddenly became a little unsteady, and it slumped down, and it was about to fall into the blanket covering his body, and then he was caught by his own hands again when he quickly woke up.

I shook my head with a helpless smile, and put the phone in my hand again.

I laughed at myself that she was still as frightened as I was facing her at this moment, but I knew it was just my heart's troubles, and I actually didn't intend to enter her life again, nor did I intend to break the peace we had so hard to maintain The picture, so these subconscious influences are nothing, just wait for a long time, and they will gradually disappear.

Just when I was still considering whether to pretend not to see it and not click on it, her avatar made another beep sound, which repelled my firm idea of ​​turning off the button.

When I was still hesitating, thinking about which position to press with my fingertips, the damn button made two more beeps, which instantly shattered the last will in my heart.

I had no choice but to let out a sigh of relief, pretending to be nonchalant and open her QQ profile picture, hoping to see what shocking words she would say, and what kind of twists and turns would there be in this stagnant relationship.

Just when my heart was slightly tense because of imagining the content she sent, I saw that she only sent three simple words to strike up a conversation.

: Yingying, are you there?

: Are you there now?

: How is your internship life recently?

Well, although these three greetings are not nutritious, I admit that the calm lake in my heart seems to have been gently touched by something, with shallow ripples, and then dissipated.

I just stared at the three lines of words for a while without changing my posture, and finally made up my mind to enter a word to prove the online in the dialog box: in.

Just after I sent this word, Liu Shu's reply jumped in quickly, as if she had been staring at the dialog box waiting for my reply.

: How are you doing recently?Did the internship go well?

I condensed the countless words in my heart into two simple words, and sent them to the other end of the dialog box: okay.

These two superficial words did not affect Liu Shu's mood to chat with me, and the questions in the dialog box kept coming.

: Then how long do you have to intern?Not going back to school yet?

I answered her question succinctly again, and refused to add another symbol: about the end of the year, and then return to school for half a year to graduate.

Liu Shu typed a few more questions in the dialog box, as if our chat was an interview, asking and answering, asking and answering again.

And my answer was as little as possible, killing the chat atmosphere between us every minute, but Liu Shu didn't care about the bluntness and dullness of my words, and still kept talking about the questions she wanted to know, one by one. Throw one to me on the other side.

Just like when she was in the third year of high school, every time she saw me, even if my expression was cold and frosty, she could still talk to me a lot.

I thought our chat would be the same as every time before, because my lack of interest eventually dampened her enthusiasm.

But she didn't want to, after a few seconds of silence, she typed out a word that was enough to shake the world.

: Yingying, I regret it.

My heart trembled suddenly, as if a torch was thrown into my long-extinguished coal fire at this moment, and the flames suddenly burst out, burning everything around me.

Liu Shu over there saw that I hadn't answered for a long time, so he typed a paragraph on his own.

: I used to know that what I did was wrong, but I just couldn't be reconciled to being ignored by you in those years when I missed you so much, and I didn't know how hurtful these things I did.I told our story to my roommates, they all said that I did it on my own, they accused me of treating you like that, hurting you like that, maybe I used to rely on knowing that you liked me and would not leave me easily , so they have been running amok.

Liu Shu's words, like a sharp sword, pierced my heart, forcibly piercing the dead heart with a little pain.

The suffocating pain spread from the bottom of my heart little by little, gradually engulfing my consciousness.

I just froze on the spot, not knowing what expression I should put on.

Time passed bit by bit, and Liu Shu over there also stopped typing, leaving only the dialog box to look at me quietly, as if urging me to give an answer, so I had to tremble with my fingertips in the dialog box. Replied with a word containing a thousand words: oh.

Not long after, Liu Shu received the answer that I had read her text, and sent another seemingly sincere confession through the dialog box.

: I know that I was really too much in the past, and I know how hurt you were when you faced me and Aning. From their analysis, I know how much you love me. Sorry, I really know that I was wrong up.

The strength in my hand seemed to be losing little by little, the muscles on the palm trembled slightly uncontrollably, even the fingertips became weak, and even the weight on the phone seemed to be unbearable.

The surrounding air seems to be slowly changing, gradually getting colder and thinner. The cold air passed through the corners of my uncovered quilt, penetrated into the quilt, and choked my exposed skin. In the late night of early May , seems to want to forcefully cut a wound on my skin.

In the confusion of thoughts, the voices of the three aunts chatting in the dormitory became farther and farther away, and the two paragraphs that Liu Shu just typed in his mind seemed to be read out, and they became louder and louder in his head, overshadowing everything else.

In a daze, I heard a classmate coming out of the bathroom calling me, "Lin Ying, Lin Ying? Why are you ignoring me? Lin Ying?"

"Ah? What did you say?" I suddenly withdrew my consciousness and looked up blankly at the classmate who was standing next to my bed at some point.

"Why are you in a daze? I just asked you, what time will you go back to school tomorrow, and do you want to go together?" The classmate repeated the content helplessly, as if looking at a three-year-old child with dementia.

I just realized that I just stared at the conversation on the screen and gradually lost my mind, but I didn't know it.

"Tomorrow, I will leave a little later tomorrow, you go first."

The classmate responded and walked back to his bed, but still looked back at me who was still a little dazed, with a confused expression.

I looked at the dialog box on the phone again, and there was no more news coming in, and the two paragraphs of content were still shining brightly at the end of the dialog box, as if reminding me of the authenticity of this chat.

At this time, the mobile phone is like a hot potato, and I can no longer hold it safely in my hand, so I have to throw the mobile phone aside and stop replying.

Then he pulled up the blanket, covered his head, wrapped himself in the blanket, curled up in a ball, and kept himself warm.

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