A teenager in white.

At five o'clock in the morning, the stream was awakened by thunder. I looked out of the window and suddenly it began to rain.

When she wakes up, she can't fall asleep again. She just sat down at the desk, turned on the lamp and flipped through the books on the desk.

The rain pattering on the window pane is really annoying.

Every rainy day, the stream's thoughts can't concentrate, because it's too easy to think of him, the boy in white.

The teaching building, poplars, snowy winter, white clothes, and the love of the night lake … all the scenes jumped out of my memory, much like rain flowing down the glass, layered and dense.

It all started with a fixed seat in Room 405 on the 16 floor.

Building 16 is the exclusive building of Xiaoxi's college. It's a four-story old building with many broken steps, but the desks and chairs in the classroom are still intact. For a time, Xiaoxi always went to 16 for self-study, because only a few students from our college came to this old building, which was quiet.

There are not many classrooms in the building, but there are fewer courses, such as 405. There are no classes all the year round, and 40 seats in the classroom are occupied by Xiaoxi and other 19 people for a long time.

After studying together for a long time, these twenty people will gradually get familiar with each other. Although they don't talk to each other, they still nod when they meet.

16 There is a row of poplars downstairs, which is very high. The stream stood at the window at the end of the corridor on the fourth floor, just in time to see the top of the tree. When she is reading a book, she always thinks it is raining. She often ran to the window to look, only to find that only the leaves of poplar trees were blown by the wind. The brook stopped reading and stood by the window in a daze.

Tian Xiaoxi is a Pisces. In the first two years of college, she was like an inflated fish. Obviously, the world is beautiful, but she is always full of anger, deliberately alienating others and hating herself endlessly.

She is always alone and doesn't want to have intimate relationship with anyone. Although sometimes she envies other students, envious that they all look like children who grew up in a happy family, and treat people naturally and generously, not as withdrawn and timid as themselves. Tian Xiaoxi feels like a fish lurking thousands of meters under the sea. He only knows how cold and warm he is.

One day, she stood in a daze at the top floor window again, and a man came up the stairs. It's dark here in the corridor, and few people usually walk. The attention of the stream was attracted, and I stared at the stairs for a while.

It's a boy with a white shirt, tall and thin cheeks.

Xiaoxi recognized it. This boy has also occupied a seat in 405 for a long time. He and she are in different classes, but his name is unknown.

Boys probably didn't expect to meet girls' eyes the first time they went upstairs. He smiled a little embarrassed, and Xiaoxi smiled back involuntarily.

His smile is as warm as the spring breeze in the cool autumn. His eyes are particularly bright, shining and moving.

It was from that encounter that Xiaoxi was fascinated by a warm smile and bright eyes.

Xiaoxi knows almost nothing about that boy except that he is from this city. Later, she didn't know what to call him until she heard someone calling his name, but she didn't know how to write the word "Shao" in his name.

Xiaoxi called him "my white clothes are' less' years old".

Xiaoxi never wants to tell him how he feels, and certainly won't tell others. The feeling of being tempted may be fleeting, so it is precious and should not be confided in people. Moreover, really don't need to talk, xiaoxi has long been accustomed to silence.

The stream can see him almost every day, which is enough. This boy is different from others. He is handsome and cool, neither indifferent nor indifferent, but his expression gives people a cold feeling. In winter, he wears a short white down jacket, which stands out among the black and blue coats.

When studying during the day, Xiaoxi can't help but look at him more. When he sleeps at night, his face is when he closes his eyes.

At that time, Xiaoxi said that she had personality or was unreasonable. In short, the more she likes it, the more she pretends not to care. If someone happens to be talking about him, Xiaoxi will often find an excuse to walk away. Perhaps subconsciously, Xiaoxi hopes that everything about him will be confided by himself.

One weekend afternoon, there were only two of them in the whole classroom. The seat of the stream is near the back door, and the boy's seat is by the window. Xiaoxi always steals a look at his face.

After a while, the boy suddenly went to the seat of the stream, handed her a note and said to her, "This is my mobile phone number."

Xiaoxi was surprised and embarrassed. She stood up speechless and blushed at once.

The boy gave her a look, raised his mobile phone and asked, "Tell me your number, I'll keep it."

Xiaoxi involuntarily quoted a string of numbers: "139 ..."

The boy asked, "Is your name written like this?"

Xiaoxi dare not look up at the boy's mobile phone screen. She said in a low voice, "My name is Tian Xiaoxi, one field at a time. I'm not big, one stream at a time."

The boy carefully wrote down his name and number, took a deep look at the stream and said, "I saved it."

Xiaoxi nodded, "well".

The boy left and left the classroom.

Xiaoxi hesitated for a long time, then stuffed all the books into his schoolbag and flew out of the teaching building.

When she got on the bike, her heart was pounding. Before she reached the square, she stopped and couldn't wait to take out a piece of paper from her pocket, which read: "Chen Shaojie,138 ..."

Xiaoxi writes down her name and number in the address book and keeps it in her heart forever.

In the evening, Xiaoxi finally looked forward to his first short message. It was very simple, asking her what she was doing and whether she had dinner.

Xiaoxi replied that she had eaten. Shao Jie asked her what classes she had the next day, and they chatted one after another.

The brook can feel that Shao Jie likes her, which is really great.

The winter vacation is coming.

A few days before the Spring Festival, Xiaoxi went home and felt the tension between her parents again. No matter how small or insignificant the trivial matter is, both of them will make a scene and take pleasure in making each other angry, but they don't know that it is a loss of 800 to grieve one thousand.

The brook likes night best. Quiet, let her heart no longer worry, no longer impetuous. Often at this time, Shao Jie's message also arrived. Xiaoxi always holds her mobile phone firmly in her hand and returns messages every second. The two often chat until midnight.

Xiaoxi's heart is full of sweet feelings, and even her parents' quarrel no longer makes her sad. Looking forward to it, the sixth day of the first month has finally arrived. She took the earliest bus back to Beijing and his city.

She contacted Shao Jie and told him that she was back, but Shao Jie didn't reply for a long time, just a few faint words: "I'm still at home, so I won't go to school for the time being."

When the school started, Shao Jie had not returned to school. Every time Xiaoxi asks him, he says "I'm sorry, because I have something to deal with" and "I haven't finished".

Xiaoxi felt Shao Jie's indifference from the short message that was late and few words. She didn't understand that during the winter vacation, two people who were still very close told each other in short messages every day, looking forward to meeting each other. Why did it suddenly become like this?

Xiaoxi just felt that her saved heart sank into the deep sea again. She swam around the vast campus alone like a bulging fish.

Time flies, I haven't felt how long winter is, and spring has quietly arrived on campus.

The water waves in Love Lake begin with the spring breeze, and the weeping willows by the lake are also crazy in love, swinging their waists with the rhythm of the lake. The branches of the begonia tree gradually grew buds, and in April, a large area of begonia flowers were in full bloom.

The whole Huadi Road is full of bright and beautiful flowers along the way, and tourists inside and outside the school are weaving, which is very lively.

With the coming of spring, the frost in the stream seems to melt. Riding a bicycle, she wandered aimlessly on the quiet path, enjoying the warm sunshine in spring.

After the16th floor, she suddenly couldn't remember what her boy in white looked like. She panicked and tried to remember. Obviously, Xiaoxi misses Shao Jie countless times every day. How could he suddenly forget his appearance and his eyes at that moment?

The stream stopped the bike, took three steps and made two steps, and came to 405.

There are already many people in the classroom, and some new faces have appeared. Xiaoxi is still sitting in her original seat, but there is no Shao Jie in front of her on the left. He hasn't heard back for a long time, and he hasn't met anywhere on campus.

Summer is coming. One night, Xiaoxi was listening to music in seat 405. Shao Jie suddenly appeared at the door and walked to Xiaoxi. Sit up as soon as the current stirs.

Shao Jie took the stream to a bench by the lake. After sitting down, he said coldly, "I didn't come to school these days because I have been with my girlfriend."

The world of streams collapsed.

The cold voice continued: "I broke up with her, but we met again at the class reunion after the Spring Festival ..."

The rest of the words, the stream didn't hear clearly, tears have blurred her eyes, but she didn't let the cowardly tears flow down.

Her first love, which began at the age of 22, ended like this.

Shao Jie said that they haven't eaten since they met Xiaoxi, so let's have dinner together tonight. Xiaoxi didn't have the courage to refuse.

After dinner, Shao Jie politely sent the stream back to the dormitory. Downstairs, under the street lamp, he had a sincere smile on his face and sparkling eyes, and said goodbye to the stream very gently, which made the stream trance and made her feel that Shao Jie still liked himself. She wanted to stay, but before she could say it, Shao Jie resumed her cold face and said good night to Xiaoxi. The brook had to say good night, too. Shao Jie didn't stop, but turned and left.

Looking at Shao Jie's back, Xiaoxi could feel that his attitude was firm. He can't be with the stream.

For Xiaoxi, it was a fruitless unrequited love. After graduation, she chose to work in Hangzhou. It is said that Shao Jie stayed in Beijing. Xiaoxi thought, that's natural. His girlfriend is also from Beijing.

A few years after graduation, alumni records and class groups have sprung up on the Internet. When the monitor of Class Three just created the class group, the group was very lively, and girls such as Xiaoxi chatted online almost every day. On one occasion, Xiaoxi applied to join Chen Shaojie's class on a whim.

She leafed through a list of classes, and the name "Chen Shaojie" was impressively listed. It still hurts her to see that name. Although she is a woman, the beautiful unrequited love in her youth has not faded with the passage of time, but has turned into a profound friendship, as the song goes: "Just consider him an old friend, which also makes me feel distressed and worried."

After that, Xiaoxi will watch the group news of Class One whenever she has time, but the students in their class are very quiet, and the group is very quiet. Slowly, Xiaoxi stopped reading alumni records frequently.

In autumn, it rained for many days in Hangzhou. One day at the end of September, Xiaoxi inadvertently looked through the alumni records again. In the group of Class One, there is such an announcement:

"Classmates, Chen Shaojie died because of a brain tumor! Everyone can arrive in Beijing before September 20, so give him a ride! Students who can go have a private chat with me. "

There was a bang in the stream's head and tears rolled down. Got a brain tumor? When did this happen? How come she has never heard of it?

I don't know how long it took, but Xiaoxi's mood calmed down a little. She contacted Li Lei, a classmate who made the announcement. She felt that Li Lei spent a lot of time with Chen Shaojie.

Li Lei said, "Don't you know that he had a brain tumor when he was a sophomore?"

What? ! The stream suddenly had a premonition.

She quickly asked, "What happened to him and his girlfriend in Beijing? Are you married? "

Li Lei replied, "What girlfriend? Where is he? I have been hospitalized intermittently in recent years. "

Xiaoxi's hand touching the keyboard trembled violently and burst into tears at the computer screen.

For a long time, Xiaoxi closed the computer and went to the bay window. The rain outside is still so dense that it seems that it will not stop for three days and nights.

I don't know how long it took before Xiaoxi's husband came back. He saw the red eyes of the stream and asked her nervously what had happened.

Xiaoxi hesitated for a moment and told the story truthfully. Xiaoxi's husband was very emotional after listening. He stroked the face of the stream and said to her seriously, "Dear, you and I are a godsend."

The stream flushed her eyes again.

She said to herself silently, "Thank you, Chen Shaojie. You have a heart of gold."