Sad words about Chen Wenwen in the dragon.

That afternoon, when Chen Wenwen invited him to join the literary club, only Chen Wenwen and he were quiet in the classroom. He is cleaning the blackboard. Chen Wenwen, wearing a white cotton skirt, bubble sleeves, sneakers and white socks, sat on the podium and hummed. The setting sun shines obliquely on the new desk, and the Parthenocissus hangs out of the window. At that time, at the turn of spring and summer, flowers and trees grew rapidly. Ricardo Milu could even hear them growing wildly when he was cleaning the blackboard. He has forgotten why Chen Wenwen wanted to stay that day, except that Chen Wenwen suddenly turned around and asked him, would you like to join our literature club?

The flowers and plants outside the window are growing wildly, the light coming in obliquely from the window is dim rapidly, and the cicada singing seems to be accelerated by a hundred times. At that time, Ricardo M. Lu felt that his soul was lifted to the sky, that time slipped through his fingers, and that the cloud flow under his feet was changing. He and that angel hair named Chen Wenwen looked at each other. This is the cobblestone road that Ricardo M. Lu walked along the river after school. This road is a scenic pedestrian street specially designated by municipal engineering. It costs a lot of money, with a blue river on one side and cafes, cinemas, flower shops and various specialty stores on the other. Although the scenery is good, it has nothing to do with Ricardo Milu, because he always walks alone.

But today is different. He and Chen Wenwen walked side by side on this road.

"Ricardo m Lu, which school do you want to apply for?" Chen Wenwen asked her.

They just went to the cinema to tidy up a small hall and decided to show Kawara Tsutomu. Then he accompanied Chen Wenwen to buy a paper bag of bellflower. Chen Wenwen said that her mother liked it. Ricardo Milu secretly looked at the price of roses. It didn't seem expensive. He managed to buy 99 flowers. Now Chen Wenwen is strolling home with a paper bag, hyacinthus orientalis. This is the first time Ricardo Milu knows that Chen Wenwen's home is not far from his home.

Ricardo Milu turned to look at Chen Wenwen. Chen Wenwen was wearing that white cotton skirt, and the setting sun shone on her skin as if it were transparent.

"Apply to any school as long as I can get in." Ricardo Milu said. He didn't tell anyone that he had received an admission notice from an American university.

"Well, will you go to school here at home?"

Ricardo Milu's heart moved, thinking that Chen Wenwen was quietly asking him where to take the exam.

"Anywhere, a university with many students is the best." Ricardo Milu added.

"Well, I want to go to Beijing. Zhao He was admitted to Peking University, and Chen Wenwen whispered.

"Beijing is good." Ricardo Milu said.

"You like Beijing, too?"

"There is a big pot of sheep scorpions in Beijing!" Ricardo Milu said that he couldn't wait to slap his mouth. What a great opportunity! As long as he grinds his face a little thicker, he can say that Beijing is good because of you He thought he was too weak, and Nuo Nuo told him not to do so.

Chen Wenwen smiled silently and gave a low "well".

Two people's footsteps are particularly clear in the silence, Ricardo Milu counted the steps, afraid to look at Chen Wenwen. In the afternoon, after he broke up with Nuo Nuo, Chen Wenwen suddenly said that she was going to the river, so Ricardo Milu accompanied her all the way to the river and saw dandelions blooming on the grass and fluffy balls one after another. Chen Wenwen happily picked a lot, put them in paper bags with the bellflower she bought, then sat by the river and chatted with Ricardo Milu, took off his shoes and soaked his feet in clear water. Chen Wenwen said that when you go to college, everyone will be separated. Maybe we can only meet in the summer vacation, or we may not see each other for a long time. This is how many good friends slowly forget each other.

When she said this, Chen Wenwen's eyes were filled with sadness, which was worse than when she read Duras's Lover at school.

Ricardo Milu sat beside her and looked into her eyes, watching dandelions scattered in paper bags in her arms, sprinkling on the water like light snow.

Ricardo Milu is not sure if this is a hint, but there is a bird jumping vaguely in his heart. Ricardo Milu suddenly understood who Chen Wenwen had been texting ... which made him a little confused about his feelings, as if it were fresh and sweet. It turns out that having a fucking girlfriend has such great benefits. Even if you don't sit together for dinner, you can also send text messages to chat. When others are talking about watches and pizza, you can talk slowly about whether you want to go out to play at the weekend and whether the beef noodle restaurant you went to yesterday was delicious. I read a very nice cartoon recently, and last week I went to see the flower strips we planted in the botanical garden last year ... "beep" will do.

It seems that you are in a noisy world, but you still have a world of your own. It's so quiet that you can hear the sound of flowers sprouting in the shadow under the window.

Just with another person. When he was on duty with Chen Wenwen, he felt happily that he and Chen Wenwen were the only two people in the world as big as a classroom, and he couldn't help running around waving a mop. Chen Wenwen sat in a chair with a smile and bowed his head to send text messages.

He and Chen Wenwen booked a movie ticket and walked along the river when they came back. The deer hit him in the heart. No, it's hundreds of bighorn stags 2.5 meters high. He is full of lofty sentiments, with a bloody nose and peach blossoms. He felt that he and Chen Wenwen had * * * at this moment, and he really hoped that this road could extend all the way to the horizon ... But grandma, at this time, Chen Wenwen bowed his head and sent a short message ... Like a young Xia with a chivalrous woman, the sky is wide and the clouds are low, and the wild goose is called the west wind. Young Xia wears a white skirt, while Xia wears a red skirt. At this moment, I wish it could last forever. Then, Xia Nv's lips moved slightly, and she sang folk songs with her boyfriend in the south.

What kind of bullshit story is this? He suddenly remembered everything. No matter how close he is, he is always a passerby.