The accident in my life is only you

During class in the afternoon, the teacher was talking vigorously on the podium. After reading the exercises in the book, I opened the exercise book that Liu Shu had exchanged at noon.

Flipping through the pages, suddenly a piece of paper slipped from the book and fell to the ground. I looked around at the students listening to the class, but no one noticed what I just dropped from the book.

I took advantage of the moment when the teacher turned around to write, and picked up the fallen pieces of paper from the ground.

It was a piece of light yellow letter paper with a few paragraphs written on it, which could be seen as lyrics.

There is sadness between the lines of every sentence, and the ending rhymes with sensationalism.If I hadn't heard this song by chance, I would have thought it was a love letter from some gifted scholar at first glance.

I scolded Liu Shu secretly in my heart, and stuffed the paper back into the book.

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and the teacher delayed the class for a few minutes and explained the outline of the last question.

From time to time, there were a few chattering sounds from outside the corridor, disrupting the teacher's interest in continuing to explain.The teacher looked at us who were absent-minded below, tightened his throat, and finished the last few words.

The noise like a vegetable market exploded in the class in an instant, and the sounds of moving stools came and went one after another.I looked at Liu Shu who was already outside the corridor, finished sorting out the books, and walked towards her.

"What's the matter, what book do you want to borrow this afternoon?"

Liu Shu looked at me pretending to be serious, covered his mouth and chuckled, "I don't want to borrow books, I can't see you."

As he spoke, he leaned over and whispered, "How about it, did you see the love letter I wrote? Is it well written?"

I pretended to be nonchalant and replied: "You are ashamed to say that you wrote it, do you think I don't know that this is the lyrics?"

"Even the lyrics, I copied them very carefully. Didn't you read my handwriting? It's so neat and tidy. In order to write for you, I copied several sheets of paper." After saying this, Liu Shu looked at me expecting praise.

I gave her a disdainful expression in return, and Liu Shu was not angry, and continued: "Don't tell me, this song has become popular recently, and it's very nice."

"Then how is your current tablemate?" I replied deliberately and seriously.

It made Liu Shu laugh out loud. She should also think of the days when we learned songs together last semester, and the expression on my ears when she hummed.

During the evening self-study, I finished my homework and when I sorted out the books, I found that the exercise book that Liu Shu returned was pressed at the bottom. I remembered the letter paper I picked up on the ground during the day.

I pulled out the exercise book and took out the pale yellow piece of paper from the book.

Looking at the content carefully and neatly written on it, thinking of what she said jokingly during the day, my heart felt soft and gentle as if being blown by warm wind.

There was once a person who took the content of ancient prose that he had cobbled together, and told me with a joking expression, this is a love letter to me.

I still remember that it was a symposium before going to bed on a summer night in junior high school. The hair boy on the upper bunk was talking about it with great emotion. A good-looking girl in their class received a basketful of love letters. I quietly said in the lower bunk Listen to the movement from the upper berth's hand and foot dance.

After she finished speaking, the topic of discussion changed from the beauty of the girl to the object of her love letter.They all expressed their regrets, none of them had received a love letter yet, the hair boy on the upper bunk said to the other hair boy, "Come on, don't be sorry, I'll write you a love letter, please accept it and open your eyes."

She was sleeping on the bed on my right. She was concentrating on reading the textbooks on the table. When she heard our jokes, she turned her head and said jokingly, "Come on, Comrade Yingying, I'll write you one too."

As she spoke, she took out a piece of homework paper from the book she was reading and handed it to me directly.

Covering her mouth and coughing lightly, she pretended to be serious and said, "This is a rare copy, please keep it well."

Then he paused and explained: "I wrote this when I was bored in class, for your appreciation."

I took the homework paper and opened it slowly, for fear of accidentally tearing up this lonely copy.

There are a hundred or so Chinese characters densely written on the homework paper, rhyming with ancient prose, and writing sticky joy, I like you.I read the whole article, and I understood the meaning in general.

Deliberately squeezed his throat and said: "This son is very talented, and the little girl has admired him for a long time, and he can't repay her. I would like to promise him with my body. Don't dislike the vulgar appearance of the little girl. The little girl is willing to be by your side." After finishing speaking, I Both her and Fa Xiao in the dormitory couldn't help laughing out loud.

The monthly exam has just passed a week, and the weather is getting cooler.During lunch break that day, when I passed by the corridor of the liberal arts class downstairs, I met Lin Chun who was laughing with other students in the corridor.

Lin Chun is a friend I have known for a long time in this school and has a good relationship with her. I have known her since the first year of junior high school. I even shared the same dormitory with her when I was in the sophomore liberal arts class. roommate.

The beginning of getting to know her was also quite dramatic.

At that time, only junior high school students who lived on campus needed evening self-study, so as not to run around without parental supervision at night, and only students above the second year of high school needed group evening self-study.

I was late for a certain evening self-study shortly after the first semester of the first year of junior high school.The seats in the class are all filled with students, and there are only a few seats left.Almost all boys, and a few girls I don't know.

Only Lin Chun was a girl I had met a few times, who was a little nicer, so I hesitated for a while, and sat down next to Lin Chun, and since then I have been at the same table in the evening self-study.

She has always been taller than me, and it was the same until high school. She has a slightly more lively personality than me, especially when she chats with familiar people.

In high school, she was also admitted to the high school of the school. When she was divided into arts and sciences classes, she chose the arts and sciences class, but she was not in the same class as Liu Shu, so she didn't know each other.

Lin Chun looked at me who was coming across and said, "Yingying, do you have no math class this afternoon? Please lend me your math workbook. The teacher wants to talk about the topic, but I forgot to bring it. You can borrow it to pretend that you don't suffer from it." The teacher scolded me, I will never write."

I remembered a page from my math exercise book.It seems that Liu Shu wrote a lot of notes, and the last page seems to be filled with my name.

I hesitated, but in front of her classmates, I couldn't refuse her, so I reluctantly agreed.

Lin Chun followed me, went to the science class with me, and waited for me to pick up the books outside the classroom.

I dawdled with the book in it, ready to open it to see if there were other places that Liu Shu had abused.

Lin Chun ran out of patience, walked straight to me, tilted his head and watched me turn the pages of the book in my hand.

"What's the matter, did you hide money in it? It belongs to me."

I said with a guilty conscience, "No, the answer to an exercise I had last time seems to be caught in it. I don't know if it's still there, so take a look."

Lin Chun snatched the exercise book from my hand, "What are you afraid of? I don't move. I am very disciplined. A borrowed book is a borrowed book, and I will return it as it is."

Lin Chun didn't care about my hesitant expression, and walked out of the classroom with the book in hand.

In the evening, after I had dinner, I returned to the dormitory. Lin Chun had already packed up the textbooks needed for evening self-study in the dormitory.

Seeing me sitting on the table reading a book, Lin Chun walked up to me and asked mysteriously, "The book you lent me must be your own book."

I didn't doubt him, "It must be my book, otherwise would I dare to lend it to you?"

"Then you have a situation. I think there are other handwritings in this book, which are very different from yours." Lin Chun looked ambiguous, as if he had discovered a new world.

My heart felt a little guilty, as if someone had discovered the secret, "No, I lent that book to another classmate, and she accidentally wrote it on."

"Which classmate is so over the top, careless so many times, I think there is a lot of words written on one of the pages, you dare to lend her the book?"

Lin Chun saw that I didn't answer sullenly, and continued to ask curiously: "Who is it? Tell me, and expose her."

Embarrassed, I snatched the book from Lin Chun's hand, "Give it back to me when you're done using it, and you still ask so many questions."

Lin Chun saw that I was not interested in continuing the gossip, stuck out his tongue, and sat back on his bed resentfully.

During the lunch break the next day, Lin Chun went to the class with me. She put away the books and went upstairs to my class together with me.

When we turned the corner at the end of the corridor, we saw Liu Shu and another classmate in my class chatting vigorously there.

After I walked into the class and put away the books, I returned to the corridor and stood side by side with Lin Chun.

Liu Shu moved two steps toward my position and asked, "Who is this man next to me? Why haven't I seen him before?"

"Her name is Lin Chun, and she is also from your liberal arts department. She is in class 5 and you are in class [-]. There is a little distance between you two. You two probably don't know each other yet."

As I spoke, I turned my head to look at Lin Chun and said, "Her name is Liu Shu, she's from your liberal arts class, in class 3, and I'm at the same table as freshman in high school."

Lin Chun walked around me and walked to the other side of Liu Shu and said excitedly: "You are also in the liberal arts class, why I haven't seen you before."

Liu Shu replied with a smile: "You and Lin Ying are both boarding students. I am a day student and don't live in the dormitory, so it's strange that we don't know each other."

"You and her used to be at the same table, so you must be very close."

Liu Shu pretended to straighten his voice and replied, "It's okay."

Lin Chun leaned his head with a gossiping expression, "Then do you know if Lin Ying has a boyfriend?"

Liu Shu turned her head to look at me in shock, opened her mouth and said, "No, no, no, I've never met Lin Ying's boyfriend before."

I rolled my eyes at the smiling Lin Chun, "Listen to her nonsense, where did I get my boyfriend? My book is my boyfriend, and I spend time with my book every day except eating and sleeping."

Lin Chun laughed and said, "I'm just kidding, why are you so serious."

"I won't tell you, I'm going in to do my homework." I pretended to be angry and turned around and walked into the class.

Lin Chun's voice was mixed with Liu Shu's laughter and shouted: "Don't be so serious, you can't take a joke."

The author has something to say: there is still a follow-up to the love letter incident, thank you for watching.