In the city? The first chapter saw the beginning.

This place south of the great river has always occupied several kinds of "many", with many rivers, many boats and bridges, and many fish and shrimp. At the southern end of this land, a small town named Xi is surrounded by mountains and waters. At the southernmost tip of this Greek city lies the oldest university in the south of the Yangtze River-Greek City University, or Greek University for short.

At the end of February. The waning moon has no trace, but the stars have traces.

The most remote north building in the teaching area of Xicheng University illuminates itself as bright as day, and when it is pinched, it sings songs without melody. Night self-study begins without exception. The back door of the second classroom in the west of the lobby on the second floor is made of wood, half new and half old. After five minutes of silence, it creaked and a girl with a ponytail and headphones came in.

There are a few short strands of broken hair floating on her forehead, and the sideburns hanging to the lower side of her ears make her thin face look plump. Wearing a red waist-length cotton-padded jacket and black jeans, white canvas shoes.

She squatted with her head down, moved herself directly to the empty table at the southernmost end of the classroom, lifted herself, put the book away, sat down and pretended to enter the classroom on time. This kind of situation will reappear every time you are late for self-study class, and the people in the classroom are not very strange. For her, although the principle is "don't be late if you can", there will always be one or two times a month.

Counting the calendar, this evening self-study is her sixth evening self-study in the second semester of her freshman year. In other words, she has been an adult for four and a half months.

In the past six months, she has never been tired of the unique law of the first grade and has never been absent. Sit with your roommate when you arrive early and sit alone when you arrive late. In class, either practice grammar by memorizing words and texts, or solve homework in each subject one by one. Time always flies.

But at the moment, she finally felt it for the first time for two hours and twenty minutes. Every minute seems to be much longer than sixty seconds. I know nothing about new words, text content and grammar examples, let alone homework. The whole person seems to have lost something, but his fists are folded, his chin is propped on the table and he looks at the textbook in front of him without saying a word. Nothing happened except that it was opened once at first. If she hadn't been sniffling, she would have been carried away as a sculpture.

Half an hour passed, and during the daytime recess, she suddenly remembered something. Finally, she was on pins and needles and began to think about whether to ask to quit. I asked, for fear of affecting my feelings. Don't ask, I can't get by myself. During the struggle, she looked up at the corner of the table from time to time, as if the semi-circular light on the outer screen of the mobile phone would flash at any time.

This mobile phone is her first communication tool. After the college entrance examination, her father accompanied her to choose. At that time, in front of the transparent counter of mobile communication, she saw this machine with light red rounded corners at a glance, and its shape and size were exactly what she wanted. At that time, the clamshell machine was in full swing, and she just liked the clamshell type.

I like it for many years. It seems that she has always been like this, and it is difficult to let go of things she likes. Unless it really doesn't belong to you, you can't change it no matter how hard you try. Otherwise, let her give up, she would rather make a written pledge to fulfill a military order and get a hundred points in the math test.

Before entering West University, she thought that she would never have to touch math again if she chose liberal arts. Who knows, there is still a whole year of compulsory course of "Advanced Mathematics in Liberal Arts". I can't get rid of my doomed love. After all, she had a glorious history of being the first in Chinese and the last in mathematics. Although she listened carefully and tried to answer questions.

She still remembers what the head teacher said in the corridor outside the classroom, as well as her sad and helpless expression when she spoke: "What can I do if I am so eccentric?" Your Chinese score is the highest point of sine function, but your math score is the lowest point of sine function! "

In fact, she hasn't realized that some things are too early to be asserted. Maybe at this moment, you feel that you have worked hard, but you still haven't got the desired result, so you decide to give up. Give up, but not forever, just temporarily.

Because you can't be sure if you will face it again in the future, and you can't be sure if your current efforts are right. Stop and come again, you will find the right way, and you will find that all your efforts have not been in vain. Standing at the other end of the torrent of time, you will get the answer you want, definitely, definitely, definitely.

Speaking of which, she doesn't know where her father who goes out to work is now. She never heard from her father when he was wandering at sea. I wonder if mom is used to being alone at home. Being with the class teacher is always busy. Suddenly I miss them. Although she has only been away from home for more than a week.

Thinking about it, the time on the mobile phone unconsciously jumped to 8: 49, and the semi-circular light on the outer screen also lit up, which was light blue. She opened the information with excitement and trembling.

When she finished reading the last word, the long evening self-study came to an end with the cheerful bell. She hurriedly turned off her mobile phone, picked up the book, ran out of the classroom, and rushed to the place designated by the text message as quickly as possible. As she ran, she told herself not to forget to ask about the rest time during the day after the meeting.

It happened that there was no one there when she arrived at the agreed street lamp. There are only sparse galaxies, tall and straight street lamps, elongated shadows, and the wind whizzes by from time to time. The moon, which once sat in the sky early, is still hidden in the sky and refuses to show up. Maybe it's not time yet.

She breathed a sigh of relief and felt a little lucky. She was most afraid of being waited for. But when she is waiting, her heart will suddenly become empty, so empty that she doesn't know what to fill it with. Although this situation is strange, she will get used to it after several fruitless studies. So as long as there is an appointment, she must be present first. After the joy, she was a little lost. After so many years, she is still the one who waits quietly, and the one who can reassure her still hasn't appeared.

She doesn't know why she is looking forward to this meeting so much that the whole self-study is uneasy; I didn't even delve into why I was glad I arrived first, but I was still a little lost. It was a feeling that had never happened before. Maybe it's just because it's related to roller skating. For her, besides school, roller skating is the most important thing at present.

Just as her thoughts were spinning, a hand suddenly appeared behind her and patted her on the shoulder without warning. At that moment, she froze and all her thoughts stopped. After a second or two, she took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

In fact, the other side laid hands on him very lightly, and her courage was not small. Rao is so, she broke out in a cold sweat and even forgot what she wanted to ask. A person suddenly appeared in my mind-Spirited Away's "faceless man", the ghost who wore a white mask all day and was covered with black paint. Thinking of him at the moment is also a relative occasion. After all, the night is dark and windy, and the lights are flickering. After the rush hour of returning to the dormitory after class, only a few people pass by occasionally on the road. It's still a little cold after all.

She patted her chest, repeated "nothing" several times, and then tried to stabilize her mind and drive away the "no face" that was entrenched in her mind. After adjusting my breathing, I changed into a face of inexplicable anger and turned my head and asked, "Who?"

I never thought about it, but I met a slightly familiar face, which seemed to be the one I saw during the day. Those dazzling eyes sparkled in the dim light and shone straight into her heart. She has never seen people like this, so it is inevitable that she will be flustered. Blink a few times quietly, and then lock it quietly.

Looking slightly, she saw each other's slightly curly black hair and thick ink eyebrows. Also, the curvature of the bridge of the nose is just right, the corners of the mouth are upturned, and dimples are almost negligible.

Locked here, she has been as cool as a cucumber in the three-dimensional world, or froze. Her ears turned red for the first time, and her aura was shortened by half. She bowed her head and scratched her right face, and her right foot wrapped around the outside of her left foot in a short route, half tiptoeing.

The wind that just took away some fallen leaves suddenly stopped.

"The original seven! It's me. " The boy's firm and deep magnetic voice broke the freeze of the wind, which made people stunned for a long time.

Called "Original Seven", she froze, unconsciously put down her left foot and relaxed with the ending of the other party. She nodded seriously, carefully looked at the boy wearing a black woolen coat, and finally woke up after half a minute: "starry sky ... starry night?" Are you at zero in the starry night? ... Real people ... and photos seem a little different ... "

The last sentence, she was chanting in my mind. Who knows, actually spoke.

"Is that the hat?" The boy didn't care and still smiled warmly.

She passively touched the tip of her nose, tightened the book with her right hand, and thought for a moment: "There seems to be a hat in the photo with its brim pressing against her eyes. Now I think wearing a hat is more energetic and more suitable for you. "

"Then I won't wear a hat in the future." Hearing this, the boy made a firm conclusion.

The sudden sense of urgency wrapped the girl like ink stains, and she shook her head again and again to apologize: "Don't take it seriously! I'm just saying ... "

"No, you are quite right. On the contrary, except for a pair of glasses and headphones, you are exactly the same as in the photo. It is easy to recognize. " The boy bent his mouth again and brought out two shallow dimples, which were particularly dazzling against the street lamp.

"You ... come from behind me?" She pushed the falling glass and was very surprised. If you can see all this from behind, you should have strength. How is that possible?

"Just after class, I took the book to my roommate and went out very late. I came downstairs and saw you want to catch up. As a result, the crowd was too dense to get through, so we had to watch a touch of red being squeezed away. "

Hearing this, she scratched her hair and smiled: "Well, I don't know ..."

"It's okay that's ok, I'm not fast enough. By the way, you can call me night zero directly in the future. "

"Huh?" She didn't dare to answer. Although they had been dating for more than a month and had a good chat, it was the first time they met in reality, so I'm afraid it was not appropriate. But if you don't scream like that, and you're afraid of being recognized, in that case, the distance you managed to close will be opened.

In a strange and huge virtual world, in the same school and the same class, the probability of meeting a natural and frank person is really too small. She believes that this is the so-called fate. I am glad of its arrival and afraid of its departure.

In just a few seconds, my eyes have been reflecting the hesitation and silence of landing seven, and the night suddenly has no bottom. Still abrupt. She is really careless in many things, but she is extremely concerned about the small details of address.

He remembered what Luo Qi wrote in the middle of the night and said, "Maybe no one will ever call me Xiao Qi again." He still remembers the comment he left last night, "Yes, I will, Xiao Qi." The reply at that time was "Ah? Why haven't you slept so late? "

I didn't confirm or deny my address to her. I probably don't have the heart to refuse directly. When Luo Qi knew that she was dizzy with a cold and couldn't sleep, she left a message asking if it was all right and whether she had gone to see it. From then on, all we talked about was the cold, and the word "Xiao Qi" was never mentioned again. Later, the talk about "Xiao Qi" only disappeared when the two of them were talking at the bottom.

Thinking of this, Ye Ling decided to give up for the time being, turned to look at Luo Qi and tried: "Xiaoqi, can I call you Xiaoqi?"

The careful appearance of night zero froze her. Such a picture, she is very familiar with. With other people, there is no doubt that she will always be the cautious one. No one has ever considered her feelings like the boy in front of her. A faint sour taste galloped by and she pinched her earlobe. Then he turned around silently and put his arm around the book: "Let's go get flat shoes together. The seniors are waiting for us. "

"ok." Say that finish, night zero step by step to keep up with the seven falls. He knew that he had remembered something unpleasant again. If Luo Qi doesn't want to talk, he won't ask, just keep silent. Now, he is still one step away from her, but in the future, he will walk side by side with her. Night zero is so sure, as if I found the little seed in my heart, but I didn't find it.

Along the way, the two men thought about something, and neither of them spoke again. Soon, I went downstairs to my senior's dormitory.

The dormitory building of Xida University is called student apartment, with a total of twelve buildings. Some buildings have longer corridors. Counting the rooms on the north and south sides, the first floor can accommodate more than 60 bedrooms. Some buildings have short corridors, and the first floor adds up to about forty bedrooms. But they are all the same height, and the top is the fifth floor.

My senior is sitting in the lobby on the first floor at the moment, with a pair of black cyclones at his feet. Senior sister said that the shape of spin 2 looks very inconspicuous, and it will be directly submerged when thrown into the pile of shoes, but it is very comfortable to wear. After getting used to it, you will feel that your feet are flat shoes. The important thing is that its cost performance is outstanding. So it is very suitable for novices.

The seniors in the hall didn't wait long before the phone came in. She took a look and made sure that the note displayed on the screen was seven, so she didn't answer it. She just picked up her shoes, pushed open the glass door and went out.

"Bamboo elder sister! This way! " On the side of the road, the master stood on tiptoe and waved desperately, for fear that the opposite senior sister could not see it. It looks like a penguin with flapping wings on TV, covered with fuzzy halos under the cover of street lamps. The senior smiled helplessly, and the child froze. I really wanted to pretend that I didn't know her.

When they approached, Xue, a senior, handed me the shoes and said with a smile, "Didi Qi, shoes. This is its owner, right? "

Luo Qi nodded again and again and took the shoes: "Yes, this is the owner of the shoes." After that, he turned to the humanity around him. "Starry night zero, this is Liu Zhu senior who helps to order shoes. We all call her' Sister Zhu'. "

The senior nodded, quickly looked at midnight, and then simply said hello: "Hello!" " "

"Good senior!" Night zero also politely said hello to the senior, and then took the shoes in seven hands, stepped back and stood aside.

Senior sister was very satisfied with the consciousness of night zero and talked about the interesting things of the club. Fall seven one build what did not build to answer the senior's words, from time to time to look in the direction of the noon night, his face is full of faint worry. The senior knew what she was thinking and said a word in her ear. Since then, Luo Qi seems to have forgotten the existence of the night zero. I just turn my head occasionally.

After a while, Luo Qi was worried about missing the doorman, so she stopped in time and took Ye Ling to say goodbye to her senior. Senior face solemnly charged night zero, be sure to send xiaoqi back safely. The distance between Building 9 and Building 1 1 is quite far, although the campus is very safe.

Along the way, Ye Ling wants to talk to Luo Qi about something, even if it is about shoes. But whenever he shortens the distance a little, he immediately speeds up the pace to open the distance, and there is no chance to speak at all. Night zero rubbed his temples, some at a loss.

Soon, they got off at 1 1 apartment building.

After seven minutes' consideration, he stopped and turned to face the midnight. She lowered her head slightly and her glasses slipped to both sides of her nose. Go around your back with your left hand and fasten your right arm with the book tightly. Tiptoes stood on tiptoe rhythmically, as if they were beating time. The breeze blew, and Luo Qi thanked him in a voice that was so low that he could only hear it at midnight: "Thank you, the night in dribs and drabs. I'll go in first, and you go back slowly. " Without looking up, he turned and ran without waiting for an answer.

I find it strange that the night is in a hurry. I quickly shouted, "Xiao Qi, wait! I still have something to say! " And seven volts like didn't hear, rushed into the door and never look back. Leaving the night alone, looking at her far away.

After a while, Ye Ling's mobile phone received a short message from Luo Qi: "We said a word on QQ."

Seeing this sentence, Night Zero's heart suddenly stopped beating. He turned his attention to the fourth floor, looking for a falling apart room. He didn't see a familiar figure for a long time, so he turned and walked to his dormitory. He lives in Building 5, the one in front of Building 1 1, and the two buildings are separated by a tree-lined path.

Before turning off the lights, Luo Qi and Ye Ling hid in the bed. They each picked up their mobile phones, logged into QQ and started chatting.

"Xiao Qi, are you okay? Did the senior sister say anything? " Night zero is very careful. He noticed the slight change of the seventh place before and after meeting the senior. The bigger change is that the reply at this moment is very slow, and the interval is nearly twice as long as before. The waiting time made him wish he couldn't appear in front of Luo Qi at once.

"No, nothing, nothing." The one who is said to be guilty doesn't know where to start. Will she tell Sister Ye Ling that she is testing him? If you don't tell him, there will be a misunderstanding. It happened that the senior just sent a message saying that she should keep silent, otherwise it would be even worse. What should I do?

"You obviously have something ..." Zero o'clock in the evening is guaranteed.

"It's nothing! Just ... being teased by my senior sister ... she is also chatting with me. " Luo Qi bit his lip and decided to tell half the truth. After all, she was really teased by her seniors.

Senior said that in Luo Qi, the two of them performed very well in the short 20 minutes when they took shoes. Senior let Luo Qi think about it. She found that besides studying and roller skating, Luo Qi has recently added another topic. Do not laugh or cry. She was puzzled by her senior's words, and she had no intention of talking to her senior about so many midnight things.

What puzzled her even more was the reply of night zero: "Does it have anything to do with me?" It really hit the nail on the head, and I am utterly confused.

For a while, their cell phones didn't move. Just as Luo Qi was about to admit it by typing, Ye Ling's head jumped again. Luo Qi's heart beat faster, and his hand holding a mobile phone was shaking. At one o'clock, the topic changed and Luo Qi's heartbeat stabilized: "Xiaoqi, will you meet at the basketball court at six tomorrow night?"

After reading it, I resumed my previous speed and gave an answer: "OK, I'll arrange your class then."

"Ok, did you teach me?"

"It should be, but not necessarily. Let's talk about it tomorrow. "

"ok."

After the last two words, the phone was quiet again. Luo Qi suddenly felt a little flustered and finally remembered something he was about to forget. Before she started typing, she felt that her right hand holding the mobile phone began to tremble slightly again, so she added her left hand to hold the fuselage and spelled word by word: "Did you come to our classroom to call the roll this afternoon?"

A minute later, Ye Ling received a text message. He stared at the screen for a long time before he started typing. ...