entertainment threesome

The fat man neither believed nor believed in love at first sight.

In his senior year of high school, he accidentally saw a girl downstairs in the classroom, wearing a simple white short-sleeved shirt and a black pleated skirt, jumping into the teaching building.

It's also not particularly beautiful, but I can't fault it at all.

It was while staring at the rhythmic figure unconsciously that he felt the throbbing in his heart.

At that time, he was neither homely nor fat...

He learned that she was a boarding student, and her home was a car modification factory in a small town near the city. So as a day student, he persuaded his parents to apply for boarding at the school on the grounds that he could study with peace of mind.

Every time I go to the school cafeteria, my eyes can't help but wander among the crowd. Whenever I see her, I feel inexplicable joy.

She takes a factory bus between home and campus every week.

One Sunday afternoon, he suddenly ran to the bus station alone on a whim, got on the nearest bus bound for that town, went to the modification factory, and wandered around the factory aimlessly.

It turns out that this is where she lives. She may have walked this path? Has she ever sat on this stone chair? Did she ever ride the waves in that swimming pool? Did she stare intently at the screen of that movie theater?

He strolled freely, and every facility and building evoked associations with her.

Until suddenly she saw her walking out of a room on the first floor of a nearby dormitory building, and she also saw him at the same time.

The two looked at each other stupidly, and time was frozen here for two or three seconds.

She must have recognized him, a senior who always looked at her with a silent smile.

Then she smiled and lowered her head, turned around and ran back to the house, slamming the door shut.

He also smiled, found a stone chair a little further away, sat down and stopped wandering.

I don't know how long it took, but she walked out of the door again, holding a badminton and a racket in her hand. Then another girl also appeared. He also knew her. She was her classmate and neighbor, and like him, she was a member of the literary club of the school student union.

The two girls were happily playing badminton, and the laughter and laughter kept coming. It must be intentional, right? She never looked in his direction.

In the evening, she walked out of the house with her schoolbag on her back. At this time, she finally looked at him.

She gritted her teeth, pouted her mouth, puffed out her cheeks, and glared at him, looking very angry. Then she suddenly covered her mouth, smiled, turned around and ran away.

He gently whistled his favorite song, "Yanghua" by Alan Tam, and followed her from a distance.

Although his favorite singer is Zheng Zhihua, his favorite song has always been this one.

"The human heart gets old easily in the world of martial arts."

Maybe the dream is lost too early

There is also the trouble of not being able to control one's life

Old love is unforgettable that night when it rains

Some love changes in the light

I remember how good she was back then

The silent years have passed

Where can one find it in the dust?

How many men and women in this world float along with the waves of the sea of ​​love

Like poplar flowers swaying in the wind

The infatuated smile of love sets the passion on fire

The earth is so big and there is nowhere to escape

People's hearts grow old easily in the world of martial arts

It’s too early to dream about losing it

There is also the trouble of not being able to control one's life

Old love is unforgettable that night when it rains

Some love changes in the light

I remember how good she was back then

The silent years have passed

Where can one find it in the dust?

The lonely wind blows slowly

Blowing poplars scattering in all directions

I hope I don’t hear the cold words and rumors.

The ruthless wind blows gently

Blowing down and scattering flowers

The past has faded away

The lonely wind blows slowly

Blowing poplars scattering in all directions

I wish I couldn’t hear the cold words and rumors.

The ruthless wind blows gently

Blowing down and scattering flowers

The past has faded away

I see how lonely Yang Hua is

So what if Yang Hua looks at me?"

Just walking like this while whistling, watching her get on the factory car, followed slowly, found a corner at the back of the car to sit down, and watched her back.

The engine of the factory truck couldn't start due to the cold weather. The driver got out of the car with a hand crank, but nothing happened after cranking it for ten minutes, so he found a group of people to push the truck around the factory.

He smiled happily, today was really not in vain, otherwise he would not have known there was so much joy in her world.

Until the factory bus stopped at the school gate and they got off the car and walked back to their respective dormitories, he and she never exchanged a word, but he still felt very comfortable and satisfied.

After that day, every time he met her, he would call her name and greet her like a familiar friend, and her reaction would always be to look at him with her head tilted, then smile and nod as she passed by.

One time during evening self-study, he saw her walking in front of her with no one around, so he called her to stop her.

She still tilted her head and looked at him, curiously asking if something happened?

He asked if you were free? He just wanted to find someone to take a walk and chat with.

She hesitated for a moment, looking at him with her bright eyes reflecting the bright moonlight.

He sighed and lowered his head and said, "It doesn't matter. If it's inconvenient, forget it."

Surprisingly, she also lowered her head, sighed, and said softly, "Okay."

Then they walked side by side, in a place that was neither romantic nor charming.

On the circular track in the school playground.

He looked for a topic, and she listened quietly, occasionally adding a word or two. At the beginning, they talked about teachers and classmates who knew each other. Her class teacher once taught him Chinese; her best friend at the same table and him were family friends;

The one mentioned earlier, her classmate and neighbor, and he are both members of the school literary club...

Then the topics gradually changed, including the school football games that he and her classmates were very involved in; the school magazine that he edited in the literary club; the novels and animations that he liked...

When they were tired from walking, they stopped and sat on the grass to rest. The moonlight was beautiful and shone quietly on them.

An hour later, before turning off the lights, he sent her back downstairs to the dormitory.

From then on, he would visit her for walks on campus every once in a while, but he was always careful not to reveal anything.

Because he knew that she was too young and was still in the third grade of junior high school.

It wasn't until graduation was approaching and when he went to the playground for the last time that he seriously told her that he liked her.

There was no surprise or surprise on her expression, and she bit the corner of her mouth and said nothing. She was silent for a long time before she spoke, saying that she didn't want to fall in love before the college entrance examination. Could this matter be discussed after three years?

He nodded in agreement and left his and her middle school.

Three years later, when he came to her again, she lowered her head to avoid his gaze.

She said I already have a boyfriend.

He also knew the name she mentioned. He was her monitor, the president of their student union, the son of a city leader, a child from a well-to-do family, with excellent morals and academics.

How perfect, except for being slightly short-sighted and wearing a pair of glasses, he couldn't find any shortcomings in that boy.

It was so perfect that he had nothing to say and could only turn around and leave.

She will be very happy being with him, right?

Another four years later, his novel was published, and he found her contact information on the alumni website.

He went to the provincial capital, asked her out for a cup of tea, and gave her a sample book.

She said they were getting married and would settle down in Shenzhen.

She smiled happily, just as he expected four years ago.

That was the last time he and her met.

He didn't even know if this could be considered his first love. After all, he and she had never even held hands. After all, there was only an unanswered confession until the end.

In the past fifteen years, he has met many other beautiful girls, but he has never had a soul-stirring experience.

He even always doubted whether he had remembered it wrong and regarded the encounter in the dream as a real experience.

So he not only believes in love at first sight, but he often expresses doubts about it.

Later, he slowly became a homebody and gradually became a fat man.

The fat man held an iced cappuccino and sat there in silence without saying a word. In just a few minutes, many memories that he had deliberately sealed emerged from his heart one by one.

"All conditioned phenomena are like bubbles in a dream, like dew or lightning, and should be viewed as such." Fatty Zhai muttered unconsciously.

Liu Kewei beside him turned around and asked: "What are you talking about?"

The fat man forced a smile and said, "It's nothing. I just recited a line from the Diamond Sutra casually. Don't take it to heart."

"What kind of sutra are you reciting?" Liu Kewei expressed dissatisfaction, "You haven't spoken since you entered the door. You're not usually like this? Are you pretending to be polite in front of Ruoying on purpose?"

Ruoying glared at Lao Liu, raised her hand and patted him: "Why are you pulling on me?"

Che Guanglong also looked over with a surprised expression and said, "Old Duan, something is wrong with you. I was in a bad mood yesterday. Is it your turn today?"

"You guys think too much!" Fatty Zhai said harshly, "I just suddenly got distracted by thinking about the main plot outline. It's really nothing."

"It's after get off work time. You don't have to work so hard for the company, right?" Ruoying said casually, then turned to look at Che Guanglong, "Xiao Che, why were you in a bad mood yesterday?"

"It's the death anniversary of a friend." Che Guanglong only said one sentence, and then changed the subject, "You don't have to go to work tomorrow, what are your plans?"

The other three shook their heads together.

"I want to go shopping in Hefang Street. I have heard from my colleagues several times that it seems to be a famous place in Hangzhou. Do you want to go together?" Che Guanglong asked casually while fiddling with the straw of the cold drink cup.

"I've been there, it's pretty good. You should visit Hangzhou when you come to Hangzhou." Ruoying agreed, "If you go there, I can be your tour guide!"

Liu Kewei said with a smile: "How about the tour guide first introduce us to what is there?"

"That is an ancient street. It is said that it existed in the Song Dynasty, but the buildings that have been preserved now are basically from the Ming and Qing Dynasties." Ruoying opened her mouth unequivocally, "There are many specialty shops there, and there are many

Delicious snacks. Do you want to go?"

The fat otaku said obediently: "It doesn't matter to me. If you want to go, I will go with you. You all know that I am an otaku. In 2003, I stayed in BJ for more than half a year and lived on Shasha North Street behind the Forbidden City.

, it only takes five minutes to walk to Tiananmen Square, but I have never been inside the Forbidden City."

Ruoying looked in disbelief: "Is this something worth showing off?"

The fat man shrugged and said, "Sorry, I don't have any intention of showing off. I'm just stating the facts. Anyway, if you guys want to go, I'll go too."

Ruoying turned around and asked Liu Kewei: "What about you, are you going?"

Liu Kewei rolled his eyes and showed a strange smile.

"I can accompany you to Hefang Street, but can you also accompany me to watch a concert in SH?"