That roaring young man

The saddest thing in a person's life is to meet two such people. The first is that you fall in love with Ta at first sight, but turn a deaf ear to it. The second is that Ta is wishful thinking for you, but you turn a blind eye.

one

Xia Mo and Qiu Chen met in high school. At that time, Xia Mo had just been transferred to Qiu Chen's class. Gu Xiang wrote a love letter to Xia Mo, but Xia Mo was as cold as ice. Chen made love to Qiu Chen. That's when Qiu Chen pretended to pass her by and closed her heart that had been open to love.

I used to hope that I would live in the sky of eighteen years old forever, and that I would be the protagonist in novels and movies. Those romantic stories will happen to me. I always thought that I could meet someone I love, hold hands with someone who loves me and talk about a love that will never break up. I will be together all my life, but I will still be alone later.

When the head teacher took Xia Mo to the door of the classroom, Qiu Chen was cleaning the blackboard in front of the platform. Qiu Chen is the representative of the math class in the class, and he is very popular in the class at ordinary times. It's his turn to clean the blackboard today.

The head teacher said, "Now I want to introduce a new classmate, Xia Mo, who will be our classmate in Class 5, Grade 2."

Qiu Chen turned to look at the girl standing at the door, with quiet cheeks and long hair and sloping shoulders, and then turned to continue cleaning the blackboard.

"Qiu Chen, you take Xia Mo to find a table first, and then we will make adjustments."

Qiu Chen agreed: "Yes."

Xia Mou began to come to class. She doesn't know any classmates. She only knows Qiu Chen. Qiu Chen took her to a seat, and then found her a new textbook from the head teacher. All the students in the class are in awe of this beautiful transfer student.

After school at noon, Xia Mo came to Qiu Chen's desk with her lunch box and said, "Qiu Chen, can you take me to the canteen to cook? I don't know where the canteen is? "

Gu Xiang stood by with a lunch box and saw Qiu Chen still sorting books on the table. He said, "Don't dawdle, people are still waiting for you to cook in the canteen."

Qiu Chen glanced at Gu Xiang and said, "I see, you talk a lot."

Xia Mo, Gu Xiang and Qiu Chen went to the canteen together. The three of them stood in a row, waiting for dinner. Xia Mo stood behind Gu Xiang, and Qiu Chen stood behind, waiting for Gu Xiang to stand aside, waiting for Qiu Chen to finish his meal.

"Classmate, please swipe your card." The aunt in the window looked at Xia Mo and said.

"Brush mine."

"Brush mine."

Two colleagues, Qiu Chen and Gu Xiang, handed in their meal cards. Xia Mo saw that Qiu Chen and Gu Xiang were so enthusiastic, and I really didn't know who to use.

Aunt said: "No matter who brushes first, there are still people waiting in line to cook."

Xia Mo took the meal card from Qiu Chen, then brushed it, turned around and handed it to Qiu Chen and said, "Thank you."

Qiu Chen is the first student to come to Xia Mo's class. Xia Mo has few friends in the class. Qiu Chen is even one of them. I remember once in physical education class, the PE teacher asked the whole class to do three-legged activities in pairs. The students began to form teams. Xia Mo stood there alone, looking at this strange class.

The PE teacher saw Xia Mo, who stood by and waited for a while, and cursed, "You didn't hear what I just said. Two people teamed up freely and soon began to exercise. "

Qiu Chen saw the innocent expression on Xia Mo's face, and then went to Xia Mo and said, "It doesn't matter, I'll stay with you."

Gu Xiang see Xia Mo and Qiu Chen legs tied together, the in the mind still has a sour taste. Even though Qiu Chen is the best buddy he has ever played, love is selfish. Who can have the person he likes like others?

Closely dependent, you are the only one.

Promise each other the weather.

From the moment you have him.

The heart is torn and printed with your mark.

How to restore your beauty?

Shall I bury this memory?

You divide love into different proportions.

Who will bear the extra part?

How many confidants do you have in mind?

I am a chessboard.

Xia Mo and Qiu Chen cooperated very well, and all the students admired their tacit understanding.

After Xia Mo transferred to this class, her grades improved rapidly. She is not only beautiful, but also has very good grades. Soon many boys wrote her love letters.

Chen is the representative of English class in the class. Before being transferred to this class, Chen was the class flower of Class 5, Grade 2, but later she gradually became the class flower in the eyes of students.

I remember once, it happened to be a holiday on Friday. Xia Mo and Qiu Chen were the last to walk out of the classroom. Qiu Chen locked the door, put his schoolbag on his shoulder, and went to the school bicycle shed to push the cart.

There are dark clouds in the sky, and they will come down soon. Now the noisy school is quiet. The whole teaching building is empty.

When Qiu Chen came to the school gate with his bicycle, he saw many students standing there waiting for the bus, but only a few buses passed by on Friday. Qiu Chen didn't walk a few steps, and it began to rain, and it rained harder and harder.

Qiu Chen wheeled his bicycle to the entrance of the building and saw Xia Mo standing alone in front of a small shop on the street, overlooking the crossroads in the distance.

"Xia Mo, why are you standing here alone?"

"I'm waiting for the bus here. Qiu Chen, you haven't left yet. You rode home. It's already raining? "

"It doesn't rain much. How can you see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain? "

After a while, the sky began to thunder and lightning, and it was stormy. Qiu Chenche and Xia Mo hid under the same roof for shelter from the rain. The rain merged into a stream between the eaves. The rain fell on the ground and soon splashed on Xia Mo's skirt.

Qiu Chen pointed to the tea shop next to it. Xia Mo understood Qiu Chen's meaning, and Qiu Chen raised his schoolbag over his head.

Xia Mo said, "I'll carry the schoolbag, you push the bike, where shall we go to shelter from the rain?"

Qiu Chen said, "Hmm."

Qiu Chen and Xia Mo, pushing bicycles, hid under the same schoolbag, stepped on the beach with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and ran towards the roadside tea shop. This romantic and beautiful plot is just like the plot in the movie.

Xia Mo and Qiu Chen rushed to the door of the teahouse together. Qiu Chen parked in front of the teahouse and went in with Xia Mo. Xia Mo put beads of rain in her hair.

Qiu Chen went to the service desk, ordered two cups of milk tea and served it. Xia Mo and Qiu Chen sat down at an empty table and watched the rain on the glass bed wash away the glass.

Xia Mo said, "Fortunately, we just ran in time."

Qiu Chen said, "God always cares for us."

"By the way, Qiu Chen, there are some math problems you should ask."

Xia Mo opened his schoolbag, took out the math materials from it, and then opened the place where the book was folded. Xia Mo drew a little red circle on several topics. Qiu Chen took a look at those topics, all of which need extra thinking and expansion, which is rather nerve-racking. Qiu Chen thought for a while to get the answer, and Qiu Chen began to give Xia Mo some explanation.

Half an hour passed, and when Xia Mo saw Qiu Chen finishing writing a blank draft paper, his elbow instantly knocked over a cup of milk tea next to him. Qiu Chen and Xia Mo saw that they both reached out and held this cup of milk tea.

Qiu Chen holds Xia Mo's white hand. When he touches Xia Mo's hand, his heart still throbs. Xia Mo's hand contracted a little, but he finally lifted the cup of milk tea.

On rainy days, there are few people in the tea shop, and it is quiet around. The air here seems to solidify instantly, just to keep their romantic and warm moments.

Xia Mo pulled his hand out of Qiuchen's, and Qiuchen slowly released it.

Xia Mo's face is a little red. He looked down at Qiu Chen's idea of solving the problem of mobile phone written on toilet paper. After a while, the mobile phone in her schoolbag rang, and Xia Mo took out his mobile phone and turned it on.

"Hey, it's me. It's Xia Mo. I'll be right there. And so on ... "

Xia Mo hung up the phone and looked very flustered. Then he said, "Qiu Chen, I'm in a hurry now. By the way, will you go back to Xinhua Bookstore tomorrow afternoon? "

Qiu Chen said, "OK, I'll go."

"Well, then we'll be there or be square."

Qiu Chen stood at the door, watching Xia Mo rush into the rain, then go further and further, and finally drown in the heavy rain. Qiu Chen returned to the table and saw Xia Mo leave a soft little notebook on the table.

I have never drunk two cups of original milk tea on the table. Out of curiosity, Qiu Chen still opened the little soft cover book, which was full of his own feelings and full of literary sentences between the lines. Finally, Qiu Chen saw the words written by Xia Mo: I thought I would pass by your world and gradually realized that my world still needs you. If I don't meet you, who will teach me to be strong?

Qiu Chen's mind suddenly remembered Han Geng's "Umbrella":

I hold an umbrella for you in rainy days. I remember that time I wet my right shoulder and protected you on this side of my heartbeat. This is the right time and the right place. When we met, my messy heart melted instantly.

What if I didn't meet you? Is my heart still wandering in the unknown night pain and unknown fantasy? What if I didn't meet you? Can I see this paradise? You have been silently by my side, teaching me to be strong.

Two people appreciate each other, needless to say, as long as you can keep me in your heart.

Autumn morning tears flowed from her eyes. To like someone is to leave a place for her silently in your heart so that he won't find it, just know it. Maybe sometimes when you see me smile, I really want to cry. I never thought you could look back at me, but I just hope you can think of me.

Qiu Chen looked out of the window, watching the rain overflow from the window. He said to himself, "Xia Mo, I know you like me and I like you, but we met at such a young age. I want to hold an umbrella for you in rainy days. I remember that time I wet my right shoulder and protected you on this side of my heartbeat. "

two

The next day, Gu Xiang went to Qiu Chen's house early in the morning. Gu Xiang and Qiu Chen's house are close together, and Gu Xiang goes to Qiu Chen's house to play whenever he is free. When Gu Xiang went to Qiuchen's home, Qiuchen happened to be doing his homework in the room.

Gu Xiang asked, "Qiu Chen, why don't you buy review materials this afternoon? These exercises in the book are too basic. I finished it last night. "

Qiu Chen said, "I will go this afternoon."

Gu Xiang went to the door of Qiu Chen's room, quietly closed the door and said, "Qiu Chen, I'll tell you a secret. I like Xia Mo in our class. I think she is a very special girl. "

Qiu Chen said, "If you like Xia Mo, just say so. Anyway, Xia Mo has no boyfriend now. "

Gu Xiang said: "I don't know why, every time I see Xia Mo walking with other boys, I feel jealous."

Qiu Chen knew what Gu Xiang meant when he said this. After all, liking a person is being alone. It turns out that his good friend Gu Xiang has always liked Xia Mo, so how can he and Gu Xiang like the same girl?

I will miss you when the flowers bloom.

But I dare not tell myself.

A heart holds up an umbrella for you.

My eyes are crying for you.

Gu Xiang saw Qiu Chen's small soft book on the table, with a delicate cover. He went over to pick it up and saw a familiar name written on the first one. When Qiu Chen saw it, he hurriedly stretched out his hand and snatched it from Gu Xiang's hand, saying, "This is not mine."

"Why do you have Xia Mo's notebook?"

"She left it in the tea shop outside the school yesterday after school. Since you like her, please give it back to her for me. "

"Qiu Chen, why don't you know you gave it back to her?"

Qiu Chen said: "People on parallel lines of the chain will not intersect. Xia Mo will go to Xinhua Bookstore to buy materials this afternoon. If you go to Xinhua Bookstore to buy books in the afternoon, remember to bring me an extra one and refund your money. "

Gu Xiang took Xiaorou's book from Qiu Chen, and then smiled happily and said, "Ok, Qiu Chen, Chen Xuejing in our class likes you very much. How have you been? "

Qiu Chen said: "Don't gossip, eight poles can't hit."

At the end of noon, Gu Xiang went home with the little soft book that Qiu Chen gave her. She opened the soft little book and read it carefully. He couldn't put it down.

In the afternoon, Gu Xiang rode his bike to Xinhua Bookstore early. Gu Xiang's home is only two bus stops from Xinhua Bookstore, which is quite close. However, this has been planned in his mind. Today, he will take this opportunity to give Xia Mo that little soft book, then take her for a walk in the park by bike, and then confess to Xia Mo.

Yesterday, the sky washed by rain was exceptionally clean, and several white clouds floated leisurely in the blue sky. It was just one o'clock in the afternoon when Gu Xiang arrived at Xinhua Bookstore. He parked his bike in front of the bookstore, then went in and began to browse books by the bookshelves in the bookstore.

Gu Xiang saw Xia Mo standing by the bookshelf, walked behind Xia Mo and said, "Xia Mo, you arrived as scheduled."

When Xia Mo heard her name called, she was very excited. Then she turned around and saw Gu Xiang.

"Gu Xiang, what a coincidence, you also came here to buy books?"

"Yes, I will choose some materials."

"Why didn't Qiu Chen come?" Xia Mo said hopefully.

Gu Xiang said, "Qiu Chen asked me to give this to you. He said you shouldn't be wishful thinking. The person he likes is Chen Xuejing. "

Xia Mo saw Gu Xiang holding his soft book. When it rained yesterday, he put it on the table in the teahouse. Qiu Chen didn't see what was written in it?

Xia Mo stretched out his hand and took the little soft cover book. His arm trembled slightly and his face was pale. After a while, he suddenly realized, and said, "Well, I don't like him because of wishful thinking. What does he like? "

Gu Xiang can't see the expression on Xia Mo's face. She turned her face to one side. Xia Mo, that is, the knife mouth and the bean curd heart, obviously loves Qiu Chen, but still pretends not to like it, and a person smiles and tears.

"Xia Mo, did you buy the math materials that the math teacher said?" Gu Xiang change asked.

Xia Mo said, "Not yet."

Gu Xiang said, "Then let's go and have a look."

When Gu Xiang turned around, he saw tears in the corner of Xia Mo's eye, and his heart was deep in thought. It turns out that the person who lives in Xia Mo's heart is really Qiu Chen. Gu Xiang accompanied Xia Mo to choose books and told some humorous jokes to amuse Xia Mo.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Gu Xiang and Xia Mo came out of the bookstore together. Gu Xiang wheeled his bicycle and said, "Xia Mo, it's still early. Let's go to the park together. "

Xia Mo said, "No, I want to go back to rest early today."

Gu Xiang saw Xia Mo's face was so haggard, and the figure she turned around was so lonely.

It turns out that liking someone is a very happy thing, but forgetting someone takes a long time, even a lifetime.

Gu Xiang looked at Xia Mo's distant back and said, "Xia Mo, please forgive me for this white lie. I really like you, but love is selfish. I can't like you with Qiu Chen. "

three

Xia Mo saw Qiu Chen again at school. At noon, Qiu Chen brought the cooked food to the classroom and read Gu Xiang's newly bought materials while eating.

At noon, Gu Xiang is not in the classroom. Xia Mo took the little soft book and went to Qiu Chen's desk. He put the little soft book on Qiu Chen's desk and said, "Why don't you give it back to me yourself? Are those words true? "

Qiu Chen said with a straight face, "I have already opened this book. Gu Xiang always likes you. I think it is more appropriate for him to give it to you. "

Xia Mo turned and left with a disappointed expression. After a while Gu Xiang came in and saw Qiu Chen sitting at a desk reading a book. Xia Mo bowed his head with a cold expression and kept doodling on paper with a pen in his hand.

Gu Xiang probably felt the gap between Xia Mo and Qiuchen. I haven't seen Xia Mo and Qiuchen say a word in those weeks.

Months passed, and Xia Mo and Qiu Chen were like strangers. Until the mock exam when I graduated from senior two, my classmates attached great importance to the mock exam, and they were unwilling to leave the classroom after studying at night every night. During that time, Xia Mo was the only absent-minded person in the class, and the class was often called by the teacher.

As a result, the mock exam passed, and Xia Mo's grades dropped by more than ten places, which surprised all the students in the class. Although Xia Mo has transferred to another school for a year, her grades are always among the best. Why is this performance so poor?

The head teacher called Xia Mo to the corridor outside the classroom and talked for a long time, but Xia Mo was still absent-minded in class those days.

After school that day, Qiu Chen waited until the end. When Xia Mo passed his desk, Qiu Chen suddenly stood up and shouted, "Xia Mo, please stay."

Xia Mo said without looking back, "I have something to do. I have to go first. "

When Qiu Chen saw Xia Mo coming out of the classroom, he hurried to catch up, grabbed Xia Mo's hand from behind and said, "Is it so difficult to talk to you now?"

Xia Mo shook off Qiu Chen's hand and said, "Let go quickly and show your class Hua Chen. I don't want her to misunderstand. "

Qiu Chen said, "I don't care if she is mistaken. You should cherish the present, Xia Mo. Aren't you worried that your grades will drop so fast? "

Xia Mo laughed a few times and said, "What are you worried about? Are you worried about me? Who are you and who am I? Classmate? Friends? Still a lover? "

"You are not very good there. When you pushed me into Gu Xiang's arms, did you ever think about me and how much I love you?

Xia Mo rushed out of the classroom with tears in her face, and her study career in Grade Two ended.

Maybe we are just familiar strangers.

four

The arduous task of studying in senior three began. Every day, it burns the midnight oil. Xia Mo doesn't know what hit him. He began to study hard every day and forgot to eat and sleep every day.

She soon became the top three in her class. After several mock exams, her grades are still relatively stable, in the second half of senior three. The whole class set off a frenzy of signing alumni records.

Write your favorite words in a thick classmate record, and then post photos to friends for nostalgia.

But the page with Qiu Chen's name written in Xia Mo's classmate's record is blank, and the page with Xia Mo's name written in Qiu Chen's classmate's record has such a sentence: "We are all fine, but unfortunately the time is unfortunate. We met at the crossroads of fate, but we finally passed by. "

The college entrance examination ended in June without smoke, and the students waved goodbye to their former alma mater, which was the cradle of dreams and love.

Look at the results of that day of, Qiu Chen never saw Xia Mo at school. Some students said that Xia Mo was going to study abroad, and saw Xia Mo at the airport yesterday.

Qiu Chen's heart always feels empty. After reading the results, Qiu Chen got the high school diploma from the head teacher. Gu Xiang said, "Qiuchen, let's go back together."

Qiu Chen said, "Wait a minute, I still want to watch it at school."

When you really want to find someone, she disappears in front of your eyes and in your world. Maybe you will regret why you didn't know how to cherish it, why you broke up so easily and simply said those words.

The hand of time slipped to the beginning of the university season, and Qiu Chen dragged his suitcase into the university gate. I didn't expect to meet Xia Mo, a girl who fell in love at first sight, on the first day of school.

Xia Mo smiled and said to Qiu Chen, "Long time no see."

Fate predestined, let us meet again, a familiar look, a cordial greeting, will arouse our sleeping story, arouse ripples, tears wet our eyes.

I just hope we can meet this time and don't let go easily.

Because some people say: "The falling of fallen leaves is the persistence of the tree or the pursuit of the wind."

Let's pray together: I can feel the temperature of your palm before the next morning.

Although I met you at the most unfortunate time, at the happiest age, let me know that the person I want to take care of most in my life is you.