Shanghai Jiamu

I saw him again in the second semester of the second year of junior high school, and the seniors and sisters who came with him last time, but this time they did not enter the class, and only chatted with the teacher downstairs for a while.

He sent me a WeChat message, saying that we can meet, and he will have a meal first, and then wait for me under the willow tree in the school.

But I think it was a coincidence that he came. I had just finished my exams, because I was too nervous some time ago, stayed up late every day, had irregular diet, gained weight, had acne, and lost my hair. I didn't really care that much at first, but when I peeked at him at the door of the office, he was taller, knew how to dress up, and looked better than before.

Instant inferiority complex enveloped my heart. It was different from what my good-looking friends brought me in normal times. It was also inferiority complex, but he made me feel even more embarrassed. I would rather we just chat and talk online. At least my impression of him is still that elementary school tyrant, although he has a not-so-good family, but at least he is a cute little chubby girl who shares the same interests as him.

After school, I leaned on the window and watched his classmates go out, so I walked out with peace of mind and returned home quickly. I was a little sad, I hated myself a little, I wanted to see him so much, but I didn't even have the courage to meet him when I had the chance.

Is it difficult to learn how to dress up? Why do you always refuse when you go out to exercise?

I regret it, very sorry.

After a drowsy sleep, after getting up, he washed his face seriously and combed a neat ponytail.

When I went downstairs, I walked on the road in a daze, and felt that the person in front of me looked familiar. He was wearing a white shirt, black trousers, and carrying a backpack. He was messing around with the boy next to him. It was Xu Jiamu.

I subconsciously stopped, a few steps behind him, at least for now, I don't want to see him like this, apart from inferiority, I'm also afraid that he will be laughed at by friends because he knows that he is dating an ugly elementary school girl.

They were going to the station, and I followed him from a distance through the crowd. I even felt that the gap between us was actually an insurmountable gap.

At the school gate, it's time for me to go to school, but I'm so sad, I feel that if I miss this meeting, I will regret it for a long time. So I secretly took out my mobile phone and pretended to take a selfie. I only showed one eye, but his back was fully photographed, which was very blurry, but I was very happy, and I felt that I had met him.

After returning home, I told him that I didn't bring my mobile phone today, and I didn't see his WeChat, so I'm sorry.

He said it's okay, and he didn't wait long, and he left when I didn't reply.

Xu Jiamu, you are always like this, very polite and gentle, which makes me even more sad.

I was in a low mood, and I didn't mention the fact that I actually met him, and I went offline after chatting casually.

It was also from that day that I started exercising and learning to dress myself up. I thought that I had already missed a meeting, and I must not miss the next one, if there is a chance.

Xu Jiamu, you don't know, you used to be the motivation for me to become better.

The winter vacation is the time when Xu Jiamu and I chat most frequently. I feel that he seems to be really free, either playing or on the way every day.

Utopia: Uncle Tieniu, you seem to be very idle

Huangfu Tieniu:?

Utopia: How to become a senior in high school and still have time to go out every day

Huangfu Tieniu: Sister Cuihua, you must be happy to be happy in life, understand, and I must have the self-consciousness of being a rich second generation

I'm speechless, why can someone take it for granted that they don't work hard. But because it was him who said it, I didn't find it annoying at all.

Why do I call him Uncle Tieniu? It seems to be because I read a few literatures that pinch your waist and red eyes to give you your life, and the male protagonists who complained to him are almost all surnamed Huangfu, Ye, Si, Mo, and the female protagonists are almost all Shen, Su, Mo or something.

yee: This is easy to solve, just add an old-fashioned first name to the seemingly tall surname

Utopia: For example?

yee: ...Mo Cuihua?

Utopia: Hahahahahahahahaha, Huangfu Tieniu

Later, for no reason, these two names became the nicknames we gave each other. Although every time we called each other like this, we would get angry at each other, but I was very happy. This is a name that only the two of us can call each other.

And it sounds like the hero and heroine in the novel.

I don't chat with Xu Jiamu every day, after all, we have our own lives, but we are good book friends. If we see a book we like, we will share it with each other without exception. My common sense of literature is also there. is improving rapidly. To be honest, I think it is very lucky to meet a person in this era, and the content of the chat with you is not Douyin hot memes, but Shakespeare and Borges.

Every Spring Festival is the busiest time in my house. My father has many brothers and sisters. He is the eldest brother and spends the New Year at my house. I often feel that they are born actors. No matter how hysterical they were the night before, in front of outsiders Always pretend to be loving.

He still hasn't responded to the message he sent to Xu Jiamu in the morning. I thought maybe there are many relatives in his family who probably don't care about me. I also feel happy. After playing a few times to enter the state, Xu Jiamu was completely forgotten.

I didn't have time to look at my phone until after dinner at night. Xu Jiamu replied to the message a few hours ago. I seemed to be chatting at the time, but I didn't see it.

Huangfu Tieniu: It’s like losing my memory every year, and I don’t know any relatives

Utopia: I guess they must have hugged you when you were a child

Huangfu Tieniu: Amazing, Cuihua has become a little witch?

Utopia: Doesn’t this mean that relatives around the world can speak together?

After chatting casually for a few words, we were called away by our respective relatives. My cousin took me to watch the fireworks with great interest. My house has a high floor, and the angle of watching the fireworks is different from the usual one. The fireworks explode at your feet, which is not so beautiful.

I looked down, and the golden fireworks exploded one after another, dazzled me, overlooking the whole city, thousands of lights, everywhere. On the tall buildings in the distance, there are big golden characters on a festive red background: I wish the people of the whole country a happy new year!

My mind moved slightly, and I recorded the whole scene with my mobile phone.

I want to share it with Xu Jiamu, such a beautiful scenery, I want to watch it with him.

I opened WeChat and was stunned.

Huangfu Tieniu: [Video]

Huangfu Tieniu: Cuihua, please watch the fireworks

Huangfu Tieniu: Happy New Year, happy family, I wish you happiness

I clicked on the video, and Xu Jiamu was wearing a thick black down jacket, dangling around with two fairy wands in his hand, looking very silly, but his eyes were bright.

I have never felt this way in the past, my eyes are hot, and so is my heart.

Utopia: You too, Uncle Tieniu.

Utopia: Happy New Year!

Happy New Year, Xu Jiamu, you don't know, this is the best fireworks I've ever seen.