Time is not alluring

Chapter 36 Do you know, I'm waiting for you too.

I was speechless, so I could only say angrily, "I didn't come to see you because there was no paper in the toilet."

"Oh." Xiao Huan responded and asked again, "Why is that?"

I took out the brocade box from my pocket, stuffed it directly into her hand, and said, "This is for you."

Xiao Huan didn't look at the brocade box, but looked at me, didn't ask anything, I didn't say anything, she should understand without saying anything.

Her fingers moved, and before I left, she opened it in front of my face, "Let's take a look together."

There was a note in the brocade box, Xiao Huan picked it up, as if shaking off a layer of dust, from my angle, I could clearly see the words on the note.

Administration building red flagpole.

There are still many people coming and going on the campus. After eating, the students hurried to the teaching area to start studying. There are many people playing basketball and football on the sports field. Many people are holding books and leaning against the tree to study.

The wind in February is getting colder, and some trees are sprouting new buds, and some trees are still the same as last year. Xiao Huan and I walked along the road, and cheers came from beside us.

I looked sideways, and it turned out to be a goal.

Xiao Huan was a little distracted, a basketball flew towards him, but she didn't notice it, I gently held her and leaned to one side, the basketball rolled to the bottom of her feet.

I picked it up and threw it vigorously. The senior who came to pick it up hugged the basketball and said thank you to me. I politely replied, no need.

As the sun sets, the sky is dyed gray-blue. In front of the administrative building, a row of flagpoles cut the beautiful and majestic land into blinds. Colorful flags flutter at the front, and the shadows are shallow, like tired birds sneaking in from the window.

The box at the end, alone in the wind, is waiting for someone to arrive.

Xiao Huan walked over and picked it up. There was also a note in the box, and the address was the seventh position in the third row of the lecture theater.

Walking down the stairs step by step, to the third row, Xiao Huan bent down and lowered his head, and reached out to feel for it. The carpet in the lecture theater was very thick, and she stretched out her hand to buckle the carpet vigorously.

The box rolled out from inside, ran down the stairs, and then stopped. That position happened to be Shen Shen's position on the day of the opening ceremony.

I sat on the third row of the stairs, watching her busy figure, as if I was witnessing another repeated history.

The boxes of Xiao Huan's schoolbags are increasing one by one. This day's Valentine's Day is coming to an end little by little, and the campus is starting to become empty. In the darkness of night, our wandering shadows are like lonely souls.

From Furong Lake to Fushi Pavilion, from library to Zhiyuan Building, from end to end.

It took me two hours to wander around, my eyes were dazzled, and my heart was heavy.

Walking through his busy day, seeing their childhood sweethearts dying, the carefully prepared thoughts of the day were known one by one, and then only the other party became more silent.

Xiao Huan asked me if I was hungry, and I said no.

She said I lied, I was obviously very hungry.

Then she ran to a small shop and bought two small puddings, and handed one to me. The winter in Guangzhou is so cold, how could anyone still sell ice cream.

Probably because Xia Tian didn't want to sell it and quietly left it as a surprise for Winter.

The street lights were like fireflies, and we sat on the grass in front of the playground, surrounded by the sweet and greasy scent of milk. After eating a small pudding, Xiao Huan also began to tell her story.

In fact, I don’t like listening to stories very much. People who listen to them are worried, and those who tell them are also worried. Why don’t they tell stories and write them on paper, rub them into pieces, and throw them into the trash can for waste recycling?

But Xiao Huan didn't tell a story, she told me a movie.

"Well... there is a movie in Thailand... called Love of Siam, have you seen it?" Xiao Huan lowered her head and asked me, she didn't need my answer, and started another sentence, "This game, as long as you want to send If you get a gift from the other party, you will write the address on the paper, and wait for the other party to find it, it’s very interesting, isn’t it?”

I nodded and said yes, it's really interesting, because no one but him knows what the gift you got in the end.

"Actually, before this, I was more yearning for the romantic scenes in Korean dramas, flowers, lighting, suitable music, well-established atmosphere, and tear-jerking lines." Xiao Huan smiled and said, "Later, I grew up a lot. After a little bit, I realized that these are sour to the bone, and they are not useful.”

I am dumbfounded, probably every girl has fantasized about her future partner, who is the protagonist in Korean dramas, who is gentle, considerate and romantic, with surprises from time to time, making you bump into it.

I also fantasized about it, but later I found that what was more exciting than this was the closeness of the two people.

Although I know that the road is very short and it may clear up in the next second, it is really warm when I borrow an umbrella to hide from the rain.

Does everyone do this, or is it just me?

I now know the answer.

"People are always growing up step by step and understand themselves. Maybe in another ten years, my heart will not be so excited by these things. What should I yearn for then? Waiting to die?" Xiao Huan laughed again, "Time is always great."

I was silent, watching Xiao Huan take out the boxes of the schoolbag one by one, and then turned the back side up, and the boxes of different sizes spelled out the final address.

She said, "I'd better not go. After all, I also know what it feels like to be rejected, so it's even harder to say it, you say, right?"

Before I could answer, Xiao Huan left.

There are few stars in winter, and the light is not bright enough, but the wind is cold enough. He blew the brocade boxes all over the floor, and the sound was as crisp as stepping on dead leaves.

I picked up the four boxes and put them in one by one like a Russian nesting doll. I was in a daze.

"Blow it off, blow it off, you are the kind of person who doesn't know how to protect the environment, hey! Do you know that it is a waste of trees to make a box, and it needs to be chopped and pressed. It hurts to send it into the machine. You say throw it away. Just throw it away, have you ever thought about the feeling of the box?"

"The box, why don't you gain weight even though you've eaten so much in it? In fact, it's pretty good, so you don't have to think about losing weight."

I took the box and walked to the corner of the campus. Every time I passed a street lamp, I turned off a street lamp. I turned my head, but the light of the stars was still bright enough, because I saw Xiao Huan waving at me ,Say goodbye.

Is there such a person who watched the movies you like, read the books you have read, imitated your handwriting, and the other owed you, he will pay off one by one.

Even if he can't become the person you like in the end, he is still like a lone star in the sky, illuminating the way you wave goodbye.

When I was young, I always thought that it was as light and light as in the movie, and I couldn't say it when I was full of thoughts, but it moved the audience as soon as I said it.

In fact, the years are so heavy, and love is so heavy. It can only be a mistake to say anything good or bad, yes or no.

Therefore, escaping or facing it is equivalent to another answer in disguise.

On Valentine's Day in [-], Xu Jietian split the time in half, then split it in half, and then split it in half...

The color of the sky told him that those who had to wait probably wouldn't come.

No one has the ability to bet his whole life on a relationship and measure his life by a relationship, but he wants to try.

He wants to be with someone, from drooping hair on the temples to white hair on the temples, from talking and laughing to the candle before the wind, who knows that he will be out halfway.

The surrounding grass grew luxuriantly, and the waste wall behind him was painted beautifully. The four big characters of "Gao Yi Yi Ban" were very eye-catching on it, and the colored light bulbs lit up on the waste wall illuminated the rest of the characters like ants.

It's a pity that Xiao Huan couldn't see such a romantic scene.

It seems that since Xiao Huan put her name on the application form, I have already seen the finale. As for the direction of the plot, cannon fodder should be needed to pave the way.

He is willing to be that cannon fodder, and I am contributing to the flames.

I walked over, not knowing if he needed comfort, so I patted him on the shoulder, told him to move and let me sit down.

Xu Jietian raised his head, passed me, looked behind him, then withdrew his eyes, and his tone became a little sick, "Where is the thing?"

I took out the box and gave it to him. After going around for a day, I returned it to the original owner and returned it to his palm, "Huanhuan let me tell you, don't wait, she won't come."

"Oh." Xu Jietian responded.

Xu Jietian and I sat under the tree side by side, looking at the abandoned wall, the flickering light reflected our young and immature faces in a confusing way.

Maybe Tai Renbin is right, these are all wasting youth, wasting the good years, doing some stupid things, and getting a result without a disease.

Why do these things, there is no future, and we will not be together.

Xu Jietian took out a can of beer from nowhere, handed it to me, and asked me to drink with him to relieve boredom. After taking a sip of beer, his throat was as hot as fire.

I cleaned up the grass around me, and suddenly realized that Xu Jietian and I are brothers and sisters who are still on the way to a higher level, while Xiao Huan has already skyrocketed to [-] miles, and the heights are extremely cold.

Never been a channel person, and now I know, it's too late.

After drinking a can of beer and the story was almost finished, Xu Jietian said he wanted to go back.

I said me too, you go first, I will leave after a while.

The abandoned wall was painted very clean by Xu Jietian. He wrote the words "Gaoyiyiban" very blatantly, but the other words were as big as ants.

The hand-painted back view of a man and a woman in the corner is very dreamy, and a street lamp is drawn next to it, and the light bulb is shining with the light of small colored lights.

There are also simple wooden houses, fences, trails, and after a turn, you will face the sea, and the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming.

I held out my hand, and in the palm of my hand lay a key. In the last box, there was no address, but a key.

After thinking about it, I still can't return the property to its original owner. As a bystander, I hope that their affairs will end perfectly.

Whether it's from the kindness of a friend or from your own selfishness.

The scene of the abandoned wall was removed by hand, and the small colored lights were taken off, and the surroundings were plunged into darkness.

I went back the same way and trampled the grass into a mess. I didn't know who was hiding there, and I covered my eyes and wept secretly.

In fact, crying doesn't mean anything. People are emotional animals. Yesterday she could cry for a movie, today she can cry for a Valentine's Day gift, and tomorrow she can cry for something else.

The moon was bleak, and the wind never stopped. The tip of the grass was covered with ice-clear dew and touched my trousers. I stood there and did not move.

Do you want to go forward and comfort Xiao Huan?

Pass a tissue, lend a shoulder, and cry with her again.

Need?

don't want?

I was very hesitant, if I had changed to before, I would have left without hesitation, as if I couldn't see it, I grew up with eyesight and peeped into other people's minds, it's damned.

If it had been not long ago, I would have stepped forward to comfort her.

Life is not all about that.

There are also poems and distance.

Our youth is not just dog blood.

There are also a lot of test papers and practice questions for the three-year college entrance examination and five-year simulations, as well as the nagging of the elders and elders.

The years are not gentle, and the world is more cruel. After crying today, we will wake up early tomorrow, and the streets will still be full of traffic. We still have to go to school and live our lives as usual.

but now.

I can not.