To Make He Yu Regret

I saw He Yu's name again. It was on the list of the senior graduation party.

When Jiang Xiaozhen passed the bulletin board at the school gate, she happened to see the leaflet.

The party was held in the school auditorium, and He Yu was the participant.

The artistic font of the propaganda language reads: "Farewell to the campus and move towards the future".

Jiang Xiaozhen stared at the line, and suddenly felt in a daze: He graduated.

After graduation, which city will He Yu go to? What job do you do?

Before they fell out, they always felt that it was still far from that day, and they had never discussed it...

Taking a deep breath, Jiang Xiaozhen thought again: But, like He Yu, you can live well anywhere.

The day before the graduation party, the roommates discussed their desire to go to the senior party for the night chat before the lights were turned off.

"Can we go? Only graduates can participate, right?"

Another roommate replied: "There are so many places in the auditorium. If we sit behind and watch, who will pay attention to us."

Yes, it won't be noticed either. Do you want to go? Jiang Xiaozhen asked herself.

The next day, she had class and work, was busy, and was fulfilling enough to finish the day...

but.

After losing weight for so long and spending so much effort to become beautiful, He Yu never saw it.

Jiang Xiaozhen decided to ask her students for leave for the tutoring class tomorrow night.

All day long, Jiang Xiaozhen tried her best to dress herself up.

After taking a bath, I put on makeup for three hours and curled my hair. In exchange, I chose the most beautiful dress and sprayed perfume. I also put my thoughts on such small accessories as earrings and necklaces.

Finally, at the girl in the mirror, she smiled satisfied.

Branches on the moon.

When Jiang Xiaozhen finally stepped out of the dormitory, she happened to ran into the roommates who had returned.

From their mouths, she knew that the graduation party was over.

"Are all the people in the auditorium gone?" Jiang Xiaozhen asked in a low voice.

The roommate didn't notice the frustrated look on her face, and said bluntly: "Yes, let's go."

Jiang Xiaozhen nodded in a daze.

"Huh?" They stared at Jiang Xiaozhen's dress and praised one after another: "Why are you so good-looking today? Where are you going to play?"

Flutteringly, the word "good-looking" was like a switch that brought back the listless Jiang Xiaozhen.

"I..." She stroked her hair, raised her head, and said to them: "I'm going to meet someone."

After speaking, she ran downstairs to the dormitory without waiting for them to ask more.

All the way, she ran through small bushes, through small shops, through the playground, and toward the auditorium in thin high heels.

With the night wind passing by, Jiang Xiaozhen ran toward the only destination in her heart, praying that he could wait for her.

Obviously, ran to him.

If he didn't know, what would Jiang Xiaozhen do if he had no chance to know.

Fortunately.

The lights around the auditorium are still on, and a few sparse figures are faintly visible.

Jiang Xiaozhen noticed a few people in costumes on the sharp eye, and went over to ask out of breath.

They told her that there was no one in the auditorium, and the performers were almost gone. They didn't see He Yu. If he didn't leave, he might still be in the background.

Seeing Jiang Xiaozhen's anxious appearance, they pointed her to the backstage entrance.

After thanking her, she did not dare to delay at all, and she ran again.

Crossing the corridor, and then walking forward is the dressing room, Jiang Xiaozhen was happy because she heard He Yu's voice.

He hasn't left yet!

Jiang Xiaozhen held her pounding heart, clenched her teeth, and rushed into the dressing room.

There are a row of big mirrors and plenty of light. He Yu was talking to a girl when she broke in.

They looked at her at the same time.

He Yu is really beautiful, with Qingjun's face, bright eyes, and a smile hidden at the corner of his mouth, before he can put it away. She just came in, caught the light of others, and saw it.

The girl took off her makeup and kept her face. The eyebrows are not drawn, but the lips are not dotted. The skin is white and clear under the light, and the pores are invisible.

Jiang Xiaozhen looked at them, and the thought that flashed in his mind was: Hao Deng is right.

She couldn't help but look away, and suddenly caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror.

Apply heavy makeup to modify the shortcomings of the facial features. Under the bright light, her face seemed to be extremely stiff, as if she was wearing a mask.

Jiang Xiaozhen lowered his head and pulled the skirt, laughing at herself: Whatever you do in full dress is not the protagonist.

When her name was Jiang Mingzhen, she liked to be the protagonist, and she must be the bride for the playhouse.

Later, Jiang Xiaozhen, who wore Jiang Mingzhen fragments, still loved to be the protagonist, and did not do much to attract attention. She wore a princess dress that was boring.

This time, Jiang Xiaozhen could not be the protagonist.

She knew very well, and never knew it better than this moment: it would never be possible for her to obtain that kind of natural beauty, enough to match her sweetheart.

With sour bubbles in her heart, Jiang Xiaozhen turned around and walked out of the dressing room.

She was not surprised that He Yu came after him.

He is the kind of boy with a particularly good heart, who has been so good since he was a child.

Jiang Mingzhen from the kindergarten received the slippers he handed over. Jiang Xiaozhen from the high school was brought out by him from the school where the lights were turned off. Jiang Xiaozhen from the university caused trouble for him, so he chased him.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Jiang Xiaozhen turned back.

They were some distance away, and the lights in the auditorium were off.

She smiled at him, not sure if he could see it.

"Can we still be friends?" he asked.

He Yu's voice is far away, his volume is not small, but it is far away.

"Stop it." Jiang Xiaozhen said.

She raised her hand and waved at him as a goodbye.

He Yu seemed to have nothing to say, Jiang Xiaozhen waited for him for a while, but he didn't move.

She had to go first.

"You don't have the courage to face me, and you don't have the courage to ask me to wait for you. Only when you leave me, you are so decisive and you have no courage.

She kept walking.

Jiang Xiaozhen heard what He Yu said, and he was right.

She was wrong, she was wrong a lot.

"Jiang Xiaozhen."

He didn't chase, he let her go, he said.

"Then I won't wait for you."

Jiang Xiaozhen's throat choked.

She has something to say.

She knew that nothing else would be too late.

There was a misunderstanding between He Yu and her, she had to explain.

Jiang Xiaozhen thought and thought, what should I start from? It seems that those little things are not worth mentioning.

Like her, it's not worth mentioning.

She really wanted to tell He Yu that she loved him.

It's a pity that she couldn't pass her own level, from the moment she knew she was in love with him.

There is nothing that can make her courageous and convince herself that He Yu must wait for her, let alone let her convince He Yu.

Jiang Xiaozhen didn't believe it, and when she could wait for a good result, she felt that she was bad.

She has no courage.

She used to have nothing but courage, but now she is standing here with her hands empty, choosing to retract into the turtle's shell.

Jiang Xiaozhen's brain was messed up with her heart twitching.

She is too tired, this time is exhausting, and she wants to end it as soon as possible.

In order not to shed tears in front of him again, she put on the king's new clothes again.

"Don't wait, don't wait."

Her voice was dry and hard, without turning her head back in the last sentence: "You will regret it, He Yu."

Jiang Xiaozhen couldn't tell what she meant by saying this. She wanted to make He Yu regret not waiting for her and let him look sideways after she made persistent efforts to get better, or simply, she wanted him to hate himself more thoroughly.