A cheesy love story of Xueba and scum.

It's a love story, in fact, it's a person's unrequited love from beginning to end. Senior one, entered the key class, which is one of the two key classes of 18 class. However, senior one has been tortured by politics and history. At first, he failed in math. Only in the last exam, miraculously, he was only two points short of full marks. Because of poor grades, I was assigned to a regular class when I entered the second year of high school. Because I stayed in the key class for a large part, this incident hit me hard. As soon as I start school, I will devote myself to my study, hoping to get past my shame in the exam, otherwise I may have the opportunity to transfer to a key class again. In this way, I became a bully in the eyes of other students and entered the top 30 in the third grade exam.

His name is Ren Ming. I first noticed him because he said he would introduce me to someone. My first reaction at that time was that this man was a gangster, but he was secretly pleased. Because this is an affirmation of my appearance, I am a very inferior person at heart, and I dare not see anyone after leaving the double eyelid stickers for three years in high school. When a boy praises you, he has a shadow in your heart. I don't have the idea of falling in love, but I enjoy the attention of others and sometimes wonder if he likes me. And he is a very cheerful person. Even if rejected, he will come to Doby from time to time. There is also a man who is 1.8 meters tall and always combs his hair seriously, which is very prominent among a group of science and engineering men who don't know how to dress up. I became shy when I saw him slowly, but I used indifference to cover it up.

Because of good grades and a little self-righteous beauty, I began to be impetuous. I am no longer satisfied with boarding life. I think it is more special and interesting for boarding students. So I began to pester my family to go through the formalities of staying, and began to accompany me under my soft and hard foam. I had a crush on his good friend Xu Lun at that time. I grew up in romantic novels in collective life for a long time, and started many uninterrupted unrequited love, but all of them were shallow, and only Ren Ming was the longest and most profound. In order to get in touch with Xu Lun, I used the excuse that the Spring Festival is coming soon, so it's very chaotic outside recently, and I hope I can go home and spend some time with them. Finally, I succeeded. I don't know if this is fate. Ren Ming and I live in the same community. Slowly, every night has become my most anticipated time. I walk behind them like a little sister, and sometimes I meet their brothers on the road and listen to some interesting things, which makes me a person who only studies in the rest of the time a lot more fun.

Although Ren Ming is a little naughty, his mind is very delicate. In the evening, the atmosphere we walked together became a bit ambiguous. Once he said, "I will accompany you to school in the morning." I have an appointment with him at half past five. My face burned hot that night and I kept thinking about how I should behave the next day. When the alarm clock rang the next day, I got up excitedly and was ready to go out. My mother asked me doubtfully why I got up so early, and I said I got up early to study. Walking to the path at the door, the light on the left reflected a slender figure. I walked over, and he quickly put out his cigarette and said, "You are so slow, I have been waiting for you for a long time." I looked sorry. He said "take you to breakfast". These two words have been swirling in my heart, making my heart warm and the fire burning in my face. Fortunately, it's still early, and it's dark around. He shouldn't have seen me blush. Near the corner at the entrance of the community, I was playful for a while. I took advantage of him to walk in front and ran to the corner to hide. After a while, I didn't see him coming to me. I walked out in frustration and bumped his head. "You know you're out. Too naughty. " Before the loss subsided, an indescribable joy came to me. I cleverly walked behind him, trying to catch a corner of his wide school uniform. He took me to the rice noodle shop next to the community. That's a big bowl of rice noodles. Although I really want to finish eating, does it seem that I eat too much and am not gentle, and will it destroy my image in his heart? Finally, I left half and said I was full. When he was about to cross the road, he suddenly realized that he was running back, so I followed him and asked what was wrong. He said, "I forgot to pay." Since then, we have gone to that store for breakfast every morning. Once I left the door open when we left, he went back and closed the door, saying, "It's cold." . There is something about him in the happy days, which irrigates the seedlings I love in my heart.

Mom went back to her hometown that day, and it just rained again. He said, "I don't have an umbrella. Please take me back. " I said, "I'll just call you when I get my umbrella at home." He smiled and said, "Just send me back. I'll take you home with an umbrella. It's too much trouble for me to bring you an umbrella tomorrow. " I gave him a white look and agreed. He walked side by side with me in the shopping mall with a bright yellow umbrella. The road is short, and we are almost at the open-air basketball court. A strong wind blew and I stuck it on his left chest. He didn't say anything, but I argued that "it was too cold just now". But I still want to hold him tightly, feel the warmth of my body sticking to his school uniform, smell a little tired of his smell, mixed with the smell of tobacco I hate, but I want to rely on him so much.

It will be sunny in a few days. I was awakened by the pre-class bell on the radio during my nap, which is also the time for some students who stayed up all night to go back to school. In order to reduce the short circuit delay time, I had lunch at school, but he still went home to eat and went back to school in the afternoon. I just woke up with a confused energy and looked blankly at the light reflected by the sun at the front door. He came up to me in the soft yellow light, smiled at me, went to my desk and took out a bottle of Yakult. I looked at him blankly and he said, "It's for you." I looked down shyly, but my deskmate hissed and grabbed Yakult from my desk. I am anxious and shy, but I am always embarrassed to show too much concern but regard it as a treasure, as if it were a love letter he wrote to me. He just said "Stop it now" to his deskmate, then smiled at me and walked back to his seat. I feel like I'm in a honey pot of love this afternoon.

Finally, on Sunday, our school didn't have a holiday until we finished two classes on Sunday morning, and classes began again in the evening. After class, we walked out of the school together. He said, "Do you want to play this afternoon?" "Why do you want to do it?" "I'll come to you after dinner." "All right" It's sunny for us to meet at the gate of the community after lunch. Walking side by side along the street in front of the community, he came to the door of a welfare lottery and said, "Go, buy lottery tickets". At that time, I felt that buying lottery tickets was a kind of gambling and it was impossible to win. He objected to going, but he insisted on going, so we went in. Ten minutes later, I found that I didn't win the prize. I seem to have the upper hand and said, "It's impossible to win." He said, "It's fun, and it's good to miss it." Is that so? I was poked by this vague kindness again. After coming out, he slipped to the snack street on the other side. He asked me, "Do you want to eat candied haws?" . Sugar-coated haws made of all kinds of attractive fruits are shining in the ice window, but I imagine the picture of eating sugar-coated haws is too ugly. Although there were strawberry with rock sugar, I refused. It was many years after I first ate strawberry with rock sugar. I found it delicious, but I will never eat it with you.

Before long, he said he wouldn't see me off in the morning. He got up so early that he didn't sleep well. I know he sleeps at school every day. What I don't know is that he also plays games at night. It was just a sinking heart. On weekdays, we only have a short walk in the evening and the time from the community to the school in the morning. Now we only have a few minutes after we leave others at night. I don't know if he doesn't like me. Depression has been with me for many days.

This morning, I really couldn't contain my depression. It was still half past five, so I set off from home. I came to his door and knocked nervously. After a while, he was menstruating, and I anxiously explained that I was looking for Ren Ming. He came out, I stood against the wall, and he approached me. I don't know how to explain it. I weave an excuse in my mind that I can't see the shadow. Suddenly, he was so close to me that I couldn't breathe. His hand is leaning against the wall, and there is an apple and a red apple from my face. He looked at me for a while, and then asked me why I came a little defiantly. I couldn't explain clearly, so he let me in. I was sitting on the sofa at home, and he said to wash up later. I started fiddling with my hairstyle at the left washstand. I looked at him and felt a little funny, immersed in this long-lost happiness. But this kind of happiness is only this moment. In the days to come, I will still go to school alone in the cold winter morning. It's just that I will still go to that breakfast shop, which closes every time and pays great attention to the way I eat noodles. Maybe one morning he will suddenly appear and everything will be back to normal. I can't help looking forward to it.

Once in physical education class, a boy said to me, "Don't you know that Ren Ming used to like you?" The deer in my heart keeps bumping. Finally, he got up the courage to ask him for a walk after playing basketball. We walked for a while. I asked, "Do you like me?" He didn't answer. After a while, he said, "Do you want to fall in love with me?" "I ... I'm not?" Why did you throw the question at me? I really didn't think about formal love. If he says he likes me, maybe I'll summon up the courage to say yes. Silently, we are almost in the classroom. He said happily, "Let's travel by train together after graduation", "Just the two of us", "Of course not, and Xu Lun and others will be fun to go together" and "Oh, I still don't want to go, and my mother won't let me go". It wasn't long before he dropped out of school.

The days have returned to the usual way, because my grades have also dropped during the accompanying study, so I have returned to the accommodation life. I also became a monitor, and my class won an excellent banner. I think maybe the boys in our class may talk about me when they chat with him occasionally. I wonder if he will still care about me. I miss him day and night. I miss him very much. The second year of high school is over, and soon after the third year of high school begins, he comes back, but he is cold to me, won't joke with me, and won't say anything when he looks at me. But I'm still crazy about him.

One morning, I was the first to come to the classroom. His seat is in the last row, behind which is the water dispenser. When I went to fetch water, I saw a notebook on his desk. I wonder what he will write besides sleeping, whether my name will appear, and whether he will alienate me because of something unspeakable. I hid in the corner, turned it over quickly, and was alert to the arrival of the next classmate. Page by page, I have finished turning it over, but there is still a girl who is in love without me. It turns out that I have always been a one-man show. Until graduation, we have nothing in common. I only see him chatting and laughing with others in the sun through the corridor after class every day, and watching him walk in the corridor with others in groups every Sunday holiday to arrange afternoon activities. My life is still as dull as water, except for study and exams. After the college entrance examination, we had a meal together. When taking a group photo, I stood in the corner and watched him stand in the middle, smiling happily. When we went to KTV together, I was looking forward to having a chat with him, but it wasn't long before he went to find a girlfriend. We went once and never met again. Later, I saw photos of him saying that he wanted to make money for his girlfriend and travel with her, only to know that he was so infatuated, but his infatuation was not for me. The last time I contacted him was after he broke up. I asked him if he liked me. He said he didn't remember. There are too many things in high school. Yes, it has always been my unrequited love. I only went to high school, but he still has his own life. There are many people in his life, and they just lend it to me for a while. It was impossible for me and him. There is a galaxy between us, which is an insurmountable galaxy built by family and growth. He also knows that we are impossible, and sometimes I will thank him for not starting our relationship at that time.

I still think of him occasionally. Because there is no beginning, there is no end, so this memory is longer and better. This is my youth and I can't change it. I have regrets and happiness. I choose to spend the rest of my life with happiness.