Whether we are connected or not, even if we are separated by thousands of miles
Whether we are missed, even if we meet each other, we are still not full of lovers.
It was one afternoon in the summer. The sun was roasting the earth. The trees, flowers, and grass around them were all suntanned and covered with their heads without any anger. The embarrassment is also the occasional “squeaking—” called one or two, and has a weak look. Even if the wind blows occasionally, it is also a heat wave of stocks. There are only sporadic pedestrians on the road, and Nuodu’s campus appears to be deserted.
In such hot weather, I had to go through the playground outside the dormitory to recharge the rice card. When the charge is over, he will leave suddenly, and suddenly it will rain down and be trapped in front of the recharge machine.
Not far away, a group of red floated, so it was only recently that someone was holding a red umbrella. It was finally seen again. It was a skinny girl. Her face was bleak, but it was also beautiful. She also comes to top up. I couldn't get away because of the heavy rain. I only smiled at her and then measured her body. When she was recharged, she said to me: "Classmates, which dormitory do you live in?"
"I live in a house." I quickly answered.
"I lived and just passed the door of yours. Let's go together. The rain will not stop at half past one hour." When she spoke, she looked at me and her eyes were bright and black, like she could speak. The long eyelashes are babbling. The sound is very bright and crisp, like the sound of a lark
I quickly avoided her eyes and said: "Thank you so much." Then took the umbrella and walked toward our dormitory.
The roadside trees, flowers and grass washed through the rain and instantly restored their vitality. The raindrops appear colorful under the sun's rays. Falling to the ground, another drop of water, like a clever note. We walk slowly side by side.
The long road that was originally there was an instant. I returned her umbrella to her and thanked her again. She took the umbrella and smiled. Turned away, like a drifting cloud.
For a long time, we have never met. Meeting again, it was already a junior.
It was also afternoon, but it was early autumn. The sky is blue and the sunshine is good. I just finished playing with a roommate and rested on the playground.
Suddenly I heard a "click" behind me. Although it was only a word, I was very familiar with that voice. It turned out to be her. She stood behind me and saw her talking eyes again. She wore a pale blue plaid T-shirt, short hair, hair tip slightly tilted, looks a bit naughty, and some cute.
The roommate was behind and pulled my clothes. I remembered him.
"This is my roommate, fat man," I told the fat man. I said to the fat man again: "This is…" I suddenly didn't know what she was talking about. I looked at her with a questioning look.
"My name is Lan Xin, Art Department, senior." She generously introduced herself. Then looked at me again.
"My name is Wen Hao, the Department of Architecture, Year 3" I quickly introduced myself.
"Don't stop here and talk, go to the small store to drink something," suggested Fat.
On the stone bench in front of the canteen, the three of us talked for a long time. But most of them are fat people saying that I can only occasionally respond a few times. At the time of separation, the three of us left a phone call each other.
In the days that followed, we gradually became more connected. Under the efforts of fat people, we often went to K songs together, skating and climbing. Let the original boring life become gorgeous. Lan Xin also occasionally invites me to go alone to the riverside behind the school. She sometimes walks silently along the river, sometimes leaping like a rabbit, and sometimes sitting quietly on a stone by the river. Above, quietly watching the river. I always looked at her silently next to her, very close to her, feeling very far away, and always can not understand her.
Lan Xin is always so intriguing. Sometimes she will find us out for a few days. Sometimes I can't see people for weeks. Sending a text message to her is always very busy. After three years of tempering in college, I thought that the heart that had been shaken was already dead and dead. But gradually it was discovered that it began to awaken again, and began to spread its embarrassment from the bottom of the heart.
I did not expect that the first thing I couldn't bear was fat.
That evening, I was playing online with the other two roommates in the dormitory. I had always loved to play the game. When I went back to the dormitory, I went to sleep and went to bed. When I saw such an unusual sight, we stopped the game and asked how the fat man was. Now. The fat man was quiet in the bed for a moment and stuck his head and said, "I'm in love."
The fat man said he confessed to Lan and was then rejected. We all said a few words of comfort, and then we dragged the fat to play with us. This is also the best comfort between boys. While thinking about my heart while playing the game, the fat man's confession was beyond my expectations, but I was not surprised at the fact that I failed. Who can find out about the heart of blue heart?
The game is playing happily, Lan Xin called and let me go out. Fat man asked if it was Lan Xin. I lied that it was not. But I also know that they actually guessed it. Lan Xin waited for me at the entrance of the library and saw that I didn't say anything. We just walked silently along the campus road. I always thought whether I would like to ask the fat confession thing and ultimately I didn't ask for an exit.
"Why don't you talk?" Lan looked at me and asked me, then kicked the leaves again.
"I…" I stuttered.
"Cocked slightly -" Lan heart even laughed, like children.
"Do you think we are good friends?" Lan asked me again.
"It's …, be it." I'm a bit incoherent.
The streetlights are dim and the cold wind is bleak. We fell back into silence, but all the way to the road. When we finally arrived at separation, Lan smiled slightly, turned back, and reached out and shook it in the air. At that moment, my heart suddenly felt tight. One kind of impulse to rush to hold her in the past, wells up, but in the end, but still quietly say "bye."
Lan Xin disappeared until she graduated from college without her news. Like a cloud, come gently and quietly. There was no trace of her passing in the sky, but she had indeed passed.