The accident in my life is only you

It’s not that I’m not without timidity in my heart. It takes a lot of courage to admit that I am a comrade and that I have liked a girl in front of my friends.

But at this time, because I drank alcohol, I didn't think it was such a horrible thing, and this thing has been pressed in my heart for many years, and there is no way to resolve it. Only Lin Chun knows the whole story.

I smiled wryly, leaning against the wall behind me, and said softly as if relieved: "Because, Liu Shu, she is a girl."

The room fell silent instantly, Xiaoqiu and Xiaoya seemed to be petrified, their postures were frozen, no one made a sound, only the slight sound of cars whizzing by outside the window was heard.

Xiaoqiu opened her mouth wide in shock, and after a long time, she stammered out a few words, "Ah? You, the person you said you liked, is she a woman?"

I smiled bitterly and teased, "Yeah, are you surprised? Is this answer unexpected? Haha."

Xiaoya's expression finally changed slightly, she was surprised and said in disbelief: "She is actually a woman?"

Looking at their surprised expressions, I nodded again, acknowledging the authenticity of the answer.

"So after a long time, are you going to die or live because of a woman?"

Xiao Qiu scratched her head and said again, "That's not right, that, that, that is to say, you are gay?"

I laughed out loud again, but in fact, the bitterness in my heart was getting more and more, and the smile on my face was already very forced, but I didn't know what other expressions I could make at this time, "It should be considered, how come So, are you scared?"

Xiaoqiu still questioned the answer, as if she didn't hear my question, Fu E continued to ask: "No, the person you have liked for so many years is actually a woman? Then she is also a homosexual? Otherwise, you have been suffering all these years for nothing. gone?"

"Probably." I replied with a stiff smile.

I looked at Xiaoqiu and Xiaoya's still surprised expressions, and then joked: "Then are you afraid of me now? Do you also think I'm a pervert?"

Xiaoqiu automatically ignored my question again, and asked: "So, it was a girl who liked you, but you didn't accept it, and then she liked a girl friend of yours, and finally this girl was robbed by your girl friend. gone?"

"En." I agreed softly, although Xiaoqiu gave a brief overview of the story, and it was a little confusing, but the fact is indeed like this.

Xiaoqiu leaned on the table with her cheeks in her hands, as if she was thinking about a huge matter, she murmured to herself: "My God, how could such a thing happen."

Xiaoya next to her quickly recovered her calm after being surprised. She took another sip of fruit wine and asked, "What about now, have you separated completely?"

"We haven't been in touch for a long time, but these few times, I was drunk and called her rashly." I exhaled to dispel the depression in my heart.

Xiaoya took another sip of fruit wine, pursed her lips, seemed hesitant, but still said, "Yingying, if you don't have contact, just let it go, if you are with her, you will find that, in fact, there are many things It's what she can't give you, the future of the two girls is very difficult."

I heard Xiaoya persuade me so, and Lin He, almost everyone who heard this story persuaded me to give up, as if the time I cherished in my heart these years was just a joke, and those people seemed to want to put my heart in my heart. All those memories about Liu Shu were pulled out, so that I could die.

The deep reluctance in my heart surged into my heart in an instant, mixed with drunkenness, more and more, I even began to ignore the past that was hurt by Liu Shu, forgot that I had promised myself to let go, and forgot the agreement with Liu Shu.

I suppressed my crying, controlled my choking, and answered helplessly: "Sister Xiaoya, I know, I know what you said, but me, but I can't let go, I can't bear it, what should I do?"

As I spoke, my tears were about to well out of my eyes.

I buried my head in my arms in despair, and curled myself up into a ball, as if I could keep all the warmth that Liu Shu had left in my heart.

Xiaoqiu looked at my helpless look, sighed, sat beside me, patted my shoulder and comforted me: "Yingying, you have no results, or let's give up, sister will introduce you to a man Okay? Sis knows a lot of men."

The fruit wine I drank began to haunt my mind, gradually twisting and knotting my already unclear thoughts, and I couldn't tell the beginning from the end.

At this moment, I just wanted to pour out the pain and grievance in my heart, and no matter how embarrassed I looked or how humble my words were, I murmured intermittently in a crying voice: "My heart hurts, it really hurts, I In fact, I want to forget her, but I can't forget her, but she doesn't like me now, what else can I do, but I can't forget, she doesn't like me anymore, she doesn't like me now."

Xiaoya also sat beside me, leaned her head on my shoulder, hugged my arm and comforted me: "Yingying, it will pass, don't think about it, it will pass."

I suppressed the sadness that was about to break out in my heart, and put it away carefully to prevent myself from crying.

After a while, he sniffled and replied to Xiaoya with an "um".

Under the influence of alcohol, I can no longer care about the eyes of the world, and tell the stories that have been hidden in my heart for so long without reservation. in front of friends.

The two of them just sat side by side with me on the mat, leaning against the wall behind, listening to the small details of the storyline that I muttered out of my mouth, just listening quietly, without making any verbal evaluation.

How the three of us fell asleep in the end, I have no memory at all. When I woke up, the room was full of light, Xiaoya was still cooking lunch in the kitchen, and Xiaoqiu was sitting on the mat next to her and playing with her mobile phone .

I sat up, leaned against the wall behind me, looked at Xiaoqiu who was seriously playing with her mobile phone, and remembered my mantra after drinking last night, and felt guilty all of a sudden.

After all, not everyone can understand this kind of strange emotion, and even if they understand it, it is difficult to accept the existence of such emotion in the people around them.

And last night, I seemed to have emptied the story in my heart, and I don't know how much they still remember after waking up, and whether they will "see me differently" from now on.

Thinking of this, I was very annoyed.

Sure enough, alcohol is a harmful thing. After drinking it, any shocking things will become insignificant.

Xiaoqiu finally noticed my silence, looked up at me, and smiled amiably, "Woke up so soon? Why didn't you talk? I thought you had to sleep for a while, you drank too much last night , according to your usual situation, you will sleep at least until noon during the day before waking up."

I pretended to smile calmly, and joked to cover up my embarrassment, "I was hungry, and I smelled the food that Sister Xiaoya cooked, so I woke up."

"That's just right. We'll go out for a walk together after dinner. It's been a long time since we went out during the day. Do you know what day it is?" Xiaoqiu lowered her head and was still playing with the phone in her hand, as if she was afraid of looking directly at me , would give me embarrassment.

I thought about it carefully, and there is no special day recently, and my birthday has been celebrated half a month ago.

"I don't know. My birthday has already passed. Aren't you two's birthdays ahead of mine? So what day is today?"

Xiaoqiu burst out laughing, and finally put away her phone, "What birthday, is it the only important day? Shouldn't there be other things?"

I scratched my forehead, and said with a shy smile: "Then the festival, the Dragon Boat Festival is over, and the Mid-Autumn Festival hasn't come yet, so don't you mean August [-]st Army Day?"

Xiaoqiu was about to continue teasing me, Xiaoya came out of the kitchen with a bowl of noodles in her hand, "Today is Qixi Festival, silly Yingying."

Tanabata?

Oh, by the way, this is a date day for Cowherd and Weaver Girl.

But for me, it is really not an important day. I have never celebrated Qixi Festival with the person in my heart, and I have never even said a warm word to each other on Qixi Festival.

Seeing that I was still in a daze, Xiaoya put the noodles in her hand on the small table next to her, turned her head and said, "I heard that it will be very lively tonight, and the small square near Antique Pedestrian Street will be even more lively, with lanterns. Let's go for a walk together."

After Xiaoya finished speaking, she paused and asked again: "Do you know where that square is? Have you been there?"

Xiaoya has no doubts about my living conditions as a house girl. She even understands that during the almost three years I have been in Jiangcheng, there are only a handful of places I have been to in Jiangcheng. The scope of places I have been to is only around schools and part-time jobs And the places she took me to.

But I have actually been to the small square that Xiaoya mentioned. Before Yang Han was going home last year, Yang Han and I went there once. That time, the square was full of lanterns and it was very lively.

"I may have been to the place you mentioned. Is there a large banyan tree on the side of the square, and there is a stone bench under the banyan tree?"

"Yes, that's right there." Xiaoqiu answered me, while moving the table with noodles to the middle of the mat, ready to eat.

Xiaoya came out from the kitchen again, holding the bowls and chopsticks in her hand and said with a smile: "It's rare, Yingying, I didn't expect you to have been there, so how about we go shopping at night?"

I smiled and agreed.

After Xiaoya arranged the bowls and chopsticks, she urged me to wash up.

I looked at Xiaoya and Xiaoqiu with natural expressions, and seemed to have forgotten the amazing words I heard from me last night.

The heart hanging in my heart gradually let go, and An Ran took the mantra after drinking last night as a drunken nonsense.

Sober up, everything is just a floating dream.

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