The first chapter a glimpse of late autumn (Cindy)

Chapter one? A glimpse of late autumn (Cindy)

Time is like water,

Over time,

Time goes by,

A quick glance,

Unconsciously,

Walk over there,

What's left?

Memory,

There are also understatements.

year ...

Dreams,

Not finished,

Far away,

Looking back,

confused ...

Time flies, a quick glance,

How many years have you kept a low profile,

Cherish it,

Before we lose it ...

Who makes this moment like forever/who makes the future like before?

Turn a blind eye to other beautiful pictures/life pictures and stop on your face.

I have never been so drunk/tired.

If this love is a misunderstanding/I don't want to know anything else in my life.

Time flies at a glance/how many years is an understatement.

I miss your heart a thousand times/don't forget the day between you and me.

-Huang Lei, "Time is like water"

Sometimes, beauty is at that moment, just like the lyrics describe "time flies, a quick glance, how many years, an understatement." That moment may be casual, but when the years passed, I found it was the best glimpse ~

This glance was a casual glance, so I had to rewind the timeline to the late autumn of 2008 ~

Time: Autumn 2008, freshman registration day.

Venue: Auditorium of the old campus of the school

Event: Senior students participate in the new student registration procedure.

2008 is an extraordinary year. The snowstorm at the beginning of the year, the 5 12 Wenchuan earthquake, the Beijing Olympic Games and the seven gods flying in the sky were all in that year, with great joy and great sorrow.

In 2008, because I failed in the college entrance examination, I came to XX University in Anhui Province. Maybe all this is predestined, and I am destined to meet him. This year is destined to be a special year.

September is usually the month of school, but Anhui XX University didn't start school until June 2008 1 1. Because of the relocation of the new campus, maybe all this is God's arrangement, which is slowly pushing me to meet him on a special day.

165438+ October is a rainy late autumn.

Many people love autumn, and I am no exception, because autumn is a rich season. Autumn is sad, because it is rainy, because it leaves, because it is cold, which makes people sad. Autumn is also brilliant, because of maturity, because of harvest, because of golden color, people are full of hope. In fact, I can only see the sad side of autumn, and he told me the bright side. )

I, Cindy, am the hero of this story.

XX University is in my city, which is really convenient for me. I can go home almost every week during my college years.

On the eve of the report, mom and dad helped clean up a lot of daily necessities and clothes. On the day of freshman registration, my parents and I came to the old campus early in the morning with big bags and small bags to register. When I arrived at the registration office, I was busy for a long time, got the form, filled it out and got the peony card. It should be in good order, but it's particularly messy. You haven't seen it before. The scene is really a mess. It's full of people I ran here, he ran there, I squeezed here, he plugged in there, and even the parents were busy. Hey, what a word "chaos"!

In my hurry, I met him for the first time, but this first sight was only a glimpse.

He is responsible for guiding freshmen to fill out forms and apply for cards in the registration hall. I followed his steps and successfully completed the formalities. When filling out the form, I think he must have thought of me. Maybe he thought my name was special, so he repeated "Xindi, Xindi" twice. I am also a very introverted girl. I feel a little shy about a boy repeating his name like this, but I won't show it or respond. I just answered briefly "Yes!" I looked up and glanced at him, but I didn't see much. Then, I left in a hurry and was squeezed out by my classmates who came to go through the formalities. Because everything was "chaotic" at that time, my impression of him was not very deep, and I only had a vague impression of his appearance, which was rather vague. I don't know his name and class, because I didn't expect to see him again, and I didn't expect him to be an "assistant" in our class (what is an "assistant", I will explain later).

Finally, I got busy, found a class, signed up, and then came out with big bags, squeezed into a shuttle bus and found a seat casually. This car is really small, so small that I can't put my luggage down. The bigger bag must be put under the car. The aisle in the car is very narrow, only one person can pass through, and the front and rear seats are also very narrow. There is no place to put a bag, even my feet. After waiting in the car for a long time, the students who came up later were all big bags and even a few bags (because the car was full). The students of the Student Union helped to drag these bags to the back of the car and the aisle and let them sit on it. After waiting for almost ten minutes, the bus finally left. After sitting in the car for nearly an hour, I saw that the handlebar pulled us farther and farther, and it was more and more biased. Finally, I came to a place where birds don't lay eggs, an engineering college. Oh, my God, this is where we are going for military training!

When I got off the bus, a girl rushed over and asked me, "Hey, classmate, can you help me with my luggage, because my luggage is too big for me to carry alone?"

"ah? ! "I didn't catch what she said at first, and I was stunned for a long time. It took me about three times to react because of my accent.

"Oh, oh, yes, you can." I promised to help her with her luggage, and we greeted each other. "My name is Maureen, and I'm from Rehabilitation Class 1." She told me with a smile. "I'm also in class one. My name is Cindy. " What a coincidence! We are in the same class, and we all laugh happily.

When I helped Maureen with her luggage, she said "thank you" and I said "never mind". We are all very polite.

Maureen was the first classmate I knew at that time, perhaps the first person I met by fate in a strange environment, so we had an inexplicable "attraction" with each other. After several days of military training, we are basically together, and girls are such "gregarious" creatures.

The students in the student union called the roll. After we signed in, we began to enter the dormitory. I thought it was like military training in high school. A dormitory has 10 people, but I didn't expect it to be a dormitory converted from a classroom. There are 60 beds in it, which is very crowded, but fortunately, we are the first to get to this carriage, so we basically live in the lower berth. Maureen is very enthusiastic. She even made my bed and kept asking me if I needed help. The bed is ready, and I know some classmates around me. We chatted for a while and had a good time. ?

At noon, everyone goes to the canteen to eat together. The food here is just so-so, the food is too salty and a little spicy, tofu, garlic, lettuce and chicken, that's all. Sit down for dinner and chat with some new friends, then wash the dishes together and go back to the dormitory together. Then we go to the water room to get boiled water. Then, we walked around this school all afternoon. We went shopping for a while, then went back to the dormitory, then went out for a while, and then went back to the dormitory. In the afternoon, I did nothing but stay in the dormitory. Everyone stared at each other, or chatted, or was in a daze, or slept, or went to school, and was bored all afternoon. ? After dinner, I went back to the dormitory and began to wash and get ready for bed, but it was too early, not yet 7 o'clock, and it was too early to go to bed, so I couldn't sleep at this time. I was bored and kept a diary.

He was not in my diary that day.

The second day of military training is still very boring, because a group of freshmen will come the next day and all of them will arrive in the afternoon.

In the evening, all our freshmen gather in the playground and obey all the arrangements.

At night, when I see that boy again, I always mistakenly think that he belongs to the student union, because what he does is too much like the student union. I guess his own handwriting is too sloppy. When he named us, he mispronounced several people's names and directly "changed their names". Those students who were renamed were inexplicably surprised and made everyone laugh. It was really interesting, and he was embarrassed to correct it after reading it wrong. It looks like a shy girl, really cute.

This impression is a "clue" found in his diary later, which is not recorded in my diary. Military training has been going on for more than ten days, and he has never appeared in my diary for more than ten days, but seeing this short clip seems to make my memory more complete.

I've always liked writing. I really liked keeping a diary when I was at school. Half of my memories now come from diaries of those years. Looking back at those diaries and trying to remember those years, I found that there was still a glimpse. This is the real beginning of the story, and the beauty of rushing by.

This is my first day to see him, which is a bit boring. At first glance, it was such a glance that I didn't leave much impression and naturally I didn't have any emotions, so I wrote less words about him.

Perhaps, it is this hasty glance that doomed my unrequited love.

This is a quick glance. Looking back, who remembers the original surprise? How many times I looked back in my last life, I just passed by in my life.

Time is like water, a quick glance ~