Unrequited Love

He asked her what her name was.

Luo Zhi looked at Sheng Huainan in a daze, his eyes suddenly red.

Two weeks later, the midterm exam results were announced. She wrote "Sheng Huainan" stroke by stroke on the transcript. These three characters are long in the sun, standing far away from her. And the little episode on the dark balcony was forgotten by her, and she turned around and fell into a long and fruitless pursuit.

What if she told him the story of the Emperor?

Even if she didn't say it, what would happen if she told him her name.

The hypothesis of not being able to catch up was like a cone of ice piercing into his chest, and Luo Zhi was almost choked with heartache.

She closed her eyes, tried to restrain the emotions in her heart, paused, and asked: "Now you tell me why you are doing this to me, what are the causes and consequences."

On the contrary, Sheng Huainan seemed to be a little unruly: "I changed my mind, I'm sorry, I... I can't say it now."

"……pardon?!"

She lost her attitude for the first time, her tone was a little wrong, but her anger was uncontrollable.

"I can't tell you now." Sheng Huainan also panicked in front of her for the first time, only shaking his head, staring at her hurriedly, like a child who had done something wrong but killed him and did not admit it.

"You **** are not bullying—"

She bit her tongue, tremblingly swallowed the **** that came out, took a deep breath, and quickly strode past him and ran into the dormitory.

Stay a second longer and you will cry.

After entering the dormitory, he remembered that the suitcase was still in his hands. Luo Zhi sighed. Her mother did have the foresight. She told her at the train station that the suitcase shouldn't be littered.

She was still in a daze. The classmate in the dormitory opposite happened to knock on the door to borrow homework. She didn't know if it was too boring to be single on Christmas Eve, so Luo Zhi started talking.

Luo Zhi numbly responded, while slowly sorting out the chaotic thoughts.

Every word Aunt Fu said was still lingering in her ears, shocking but untrue; the young boy's white breath was so close at hand that she did not dare to think deeply. After experiencing too much in one day, Luo Zhi's mind was in chaos, as if a train roared past.

However, even so, in the mess of thoughts, the equation written on the window sill water vapor still appeared in front of me, and a shallow waterline spread downward at the end of each stroke, gradually turning the face of the chattering girl in front of me. Covered.

She said sunny, cloudy and rainy, which one do you like.

He said, rainy days.

Luo Zhi's eyes gradually lost focus until a hand dangled in front of him.

The girl didn't blame Luo Zhi for being absent-minded, only that she shouldn't be dragging her to speak for so long, thanked her for borrowing her homework and leaving a peace fruit tied with a ribbon for her.

Luo Zhi stared at the apples that appeared out of nowhere on the table and the homework that went away, and he couldn't relax for a long time. Sit in the chair for a while, thinking of his suitcase again.

She rubbed her cellphone, thought about it, or called Zhang Mingrui to ask if he was in the dormitory.

When the phone was just connected, she heard the loud noises of other boys—"Say, who did you go to 798 for Christmas? Is it Xu Riqing?"

Zhang Mingrui's awkward voice sounded for a while: "Hello, Luo Zhi?"

She was speaking when she heard the loud noise of the door being slammed on the other side of the phone.

"what happened?"

"I don't know. As soon as I got on the phone, Sheng Huainan lifted the suitcase and slammed the door out. He played the game well over there, and he didn't know what to do... That suitcase belongs to you, right? I was at the place of the handle, and I saw the flight information that you didn't remove before, so I asked him and he ignored me..."

Luo Zhi was dumb, and the phone vibrated again, showing: Call waiting, Sheng Huainan is calling.

She ended the call with Zhang Mingrui in a few words and connected the other side.

"My suitcase is on your side... Pajamas and the computer are all inside." After the call was connected, she spoke first.

Somehow, she felt that the person on the other side of the phone was smiling.

"Go downstairs in five minutes, I'll pass now."

"No," her voice froze. "It just so happens that my roommate is back to the dormitory and can help me up when I pass downstairs."

He stayed for a few seconds: "Then... Then how do I know which is her?"

"I'll tell her that you are the most handsome of the boys standing at the door."

Sometimes Luo Zhi herself didn't understand why her anger and dissatisfaction were always in the face of a hippie smile.

He is reluctant: "What if you admit your mistake?"

"Do you think the guy who is standing at the gate of the girls' dormitory with a suitcase at this time may be mistaken?"

Her tone is a bit bad, but Sheng Huainan has always been a good-tempered person. At least on the surface, she knows how to restrain and take care of the scene.

She waited for him to say something soothing, and gave each other down the steps.

"I don't care. Either you take it yourself, or you don't use the computer, don't wear pajamas..." He paused, in a very aggressive tone, "Just sleep."

Luo Zhi was a little confused, and pressed the hang up button without even thinking about it.

In the next second, she found that the corners of her mouth couldn't stop rising. It seemed that this desperate, nothing like Sheng Huainan's behavior made her suddenly feel each other's heartbeat.

The ugly and rare face may be the real one.

At this time, someone knocked on the door again. It was a classmate from the psychology department upstairs who invited them to fill out the questionnaire. She talked a few words with the other party, then sat down and took less than ten minutes to fill in, and accepted a plastic rose as a reward.

Then Jiang Baili dragged the box and appeared abruptly at the door.

Luo Zhi's first reaction was to look down at the mobile phone he was still holding tightly in his hand in surprise, and there was clearly the remaining warmth of the call.

"Ah! Guess who I met downstairs?"

Luo Zhi's original passion for rushing to catch Sheng Huainan's unreasonable face face to face was put out by the suitcase.

Belle stood up the suitcase in the middle of the room, sat in front of her seat, and said spittle: "I feel strange when I see Sheng Huainan standing there. I thought it was waiting for you. Then I thought about it. Hey, you are not making trouble. Have you turned it over?"

She didn’t care about Luo Zhi’s stiffness, and continued: “I’m still stunned. He walked over and said, “You are Luo Zhi’s roommate?” That looks very polite and kind, but I am most annoying to this kind of person. ."

Belle shook her legs leisurely and took a bite of the pancake she was holding in her hand.

"He said that you left the suitcase in his hand and asked me to take it. Then I glanced at him and said, ‘Oh, thank you.’"

you.

Jiang Baili's vivid expression suddenly appeared in front of Luo Zhi's eyes.

Jiang Baili told him, consciously or unconsciously, that Luo Zhi's disease was not healed yet. Fortunately, a boy gave her food every day—the kind of ulterior motives of complaining and showing off, implying the loyalty of the sisters who are injustice—Luo Zhi listened silently, with a slow heart. Gray slowly.

"This person is absolutely perverted. He started to laugh as he listened, as if he was very happy, and he felt like a stone fell to the ground. He told me to bring you a good one and take care. You said, is he brain sick?"

Luo Zhi smiled.

If Sheng Huainan had been panicked just now, then every description of Belle's description of her at this moment in his ears represented an extremely certain reluctance and reluctance to let go.

Her erratic mind was finally caught in his hands again, I'm afraid he even beating his heart surely at this moment.

People who are confident are the most hated.

She suddenly felt cold. Looking at Jiang Baili who was still filled with righteous indignation, Luo Zhi didn't know what to do, and a gentle helplessness surged in his heart, so he could only walk over and leaned over and hugged her gently.

"Ah, what are you doing..."

"Thank you, Belle." She smiled and put her phone gently on the table by the way, never looking at it again.

It will not ring again. she knows.

Luo Zhi heard a rustling sound, and the chaotic dream gradually faded away and was replaced by the noise in the classroom. She got up and looked to her side blindly. An unfamiliar boy was eating an egg pie, and it was the squeaking sound of the plastic bag that awakened her. She was wearing a black hooded jacket. As soon as she sat up, her huge hat covered her eyes, and a fluff on the brim of her hat gently surrounded her.

The last lecture of the semester.

The optic nerve that had been oppressed while sleeping on the table slowly recovered, she lifted her hat and looked forward from the last row of the lecture hall, her divergent eyes gradually focused in one direction. Zhang Mingrui was in the third row far away, turning around and standing and talking to the people in the back row. However, the first thing she noticed was the back of Sheng Huainan's head next to her.

She didn't look at it on purpose, but her eyes habitually focused on the most familiar person in the vast crowd. After walking behind for so many years, she may blur his face when she closes her eyes, but she can recognize his back from 10,000 people.

At this time, Sheng Huainan also turned around and joined Zhang Mingrui and the others, looking a little absent-minded. He said a few words and suddenly looked around the audience as if he was looking for someone.

Luo Zhi picked up the water glass and stood up and walked out through the back door.

The bright lights, noisy corridors, and crowds all together form a huge dryer. A few days ago, in the confrontation in front of the female dormitory building, every word was wet and hidden in my heart. At this moment, it was exposed to dryness, and I could not see the original appearance of the richness. She felt like a rusty kitchen knife.

She was at the end of the line to receive hot water, staring at the energy-saving lamp that had gone out above her head in a daze.

As she expected, Sheng Huainan never sent her any text messages after Christmas. Occasionally seeing him from a distance on campus, he still looks like he is with his classmates and He Lele, everything is as usual.

His usual mocking of her abnormality. However, this time Luo Zhi did not feel anxious that he could not get better.

She knew that he would not give an explanation.

Maybe he just wanted to hang her, so every time she was about to give up, he sent just the right kind of gentleness, so that she could not give up, and let him once again win the game.

He does not love her, and it does not prevent him from wanting her to love him.

Really boring. Luo Zhi recovered, rubbed his astringent eyes, lowered his head and turned on the hot water faucet. The back of her hand was splashed with drops of water, and she shivered.