Unrequited Love

In the end, they all wore the simplest casual white shirts and jeans.

"Do you look like twins?" Belle ponytailed and smiled while looking at the full-length mirror on the door.

"I don't want to be like twins with you." Luo Zhi replied categorically, and immediately took off the rubber band and let his hair hang loosely and straight to his waist.

The two put on their coats as they walked out of the dormitory, and as soon as they opened the door, they were intercepted by the snow raised by the wind. The snow is getting bigger and bigger, like the powder falling from the cracks in the sky, large swaths seep into the orange light of the street lamp.

The reception of the Student Union is on the second floor of the Exchange Center building. Belle looked at her watch frequently, dragged Luo Zhi to take shortcuts, and embarked on the gravel road leading to the north gate. The shrubs on the roadside have not been pruned for a long time, and the branches and vines are growing, and occasionally they rubbed against Luo Zhi's coat, shook it, and shook off the snow. After turning around, the building of the exchange center appeared. A row of windows on the second floor was brightly lit, and people were shaking.

Luo Zhi glanced at Belle with a solemn expression as if she was going to die, and he was a little hopeful that God could give her a tragic ending this time so as to wake up completely.

Although her own ending was so tragic that she did not lose the slightest. Luo Zhi went through a huge fault in her life. She climbed up from the cliff with a fever and hoarse throat, taking a breath, and still going forward. Even if the mask has been poked by Sheng Huainan, and he hides and repaints, he must continue to hold on.

It would be great if one illness and one sadness could take her directly to the other shore. Either become a Buddha or become a demon instead of standing awkwardly and weakly in the middle. For that person, liking is still liking; for yourself, what is untouchable is still untouchable.

Luo Zhi raised his head in a daze, and saw Zheng Wenrui driving a brand new mountain bike toward him. Zheng Wenrui wore a dark purple down jacket and wrapped herself tightly. His entire face was hidden behind the scarf, only a pair of slender eyes were exposed. The white breath of breath leaked from the top of the scarf, as if it was on fire.

Luo Zhi met her eyes, nodded slightly and smiled, then pulled Jiang Baili aside and wanted her to pass first. The last time I saw Zheng Wenrui was the end of the dreamy date between Luo Zhi and Sheng Huainan. This woman bitterly kicked her bicycle like a witch — if it was true, then she succeeded. Up.

However, after waiting for a long time, Zheng Wenrui did not pass by them. Luo Zhi's low-hanging gaze noticed the wheel parked in front of his toes, and raised his head in surprise, just in opposition to Zheng Wenrui's weird smile.

The slightly swollen white face appeared from behind the scarf, and his chin pressed the edge of the crimson scarf. Luo Zhi only noticed that her crooked mouth opened gently.

"Ha ha."

It is mocking. Serious and obvious ridicule. After smiling, Zheng Wenrui turned his head and walked away, the mountain bike gurgled briskly on the gravel road.

Luo Zhi was still puzzled, but Belle beside her bluntly said loudly: "Mentally ill! Just released from the Sixth Hospital for the New Year?"

Luo Zhi shook her head and pulled Jiang Baili to move on. She suddenly exclaimed: "I see, why didn't I remember it just now, it was her!"

The mountain bike that hadn't gone far stopped for a while, then quickly turned the detour behind them and disappeared behind the bushes.

"It's her, Iron Man on the 32nd floor."

what? Luo Zhi looked at Belle who was very excited and confused.

"This girl is a computer student and lives on the 32nd floor. You know, the 32nd floor is full of girls in science and engineering—hey, don’t talk about this, anyway, it was one night, a month or two ago, most of the night, suddenly A girl appeared on the lawn downstairs, holding a hammer that I didn’t know where, and smashing a broken bicycle vigorously, crying loudly while smashing the side. She smashed the bicycle completely and deformed, including the tires and The chains were ripped out and thrown all over the lawn, the whole King Kong Hercules. Originally everyone could watch the excitement for a while, but some boys didn’t know the interest, and they actually took the DV and ran to the nearby to shoot, which scared the people. Wu ran away crying, but it was still recognized, and the photos were all on BBS. I was blinded just now and didn't recognize it, but it was her, that's right."

Luo Zhi suddenly felt that Zheng Wenrui had just smashed the bicycle as if it were her—this thought made her shudder a little. She tightened her coat tightly and said, "Don't mention this, let's go."

Belle and her were holding hands, continuing to talk gossip, her eyebrows dancing like she had returned to a few months ago.

A few months ago, Belle did not break up, nor did she meet Sheng Huainan.

And Zheng Wenrui vowed not to repeat the high school farce.

Now everything is going in the opposite direction.

An acquaintance in the Bellito Club asked for an invitation letter for Luo Zhi, and went straight to the second floor after entering the door. At the top of the stairs, many students were busy going in and out with their mobile phones. The girl in the little black dress hurriedly squeezed past Luo Zhi's side, and the smell of peach perfume penetrated her nose. The owner of the perfume has already ran away on the golden high heels, bumping into a nice sound on the marble floor.

Luo Zhi spread his hands towards Belle: "We dressed up... as if we were a little too casual."

She found that Belle ignored her at all, her eyes had already passed the crowd at the door.

Under the dazzling crystal chandelier, a girl wearing a snow-white halter dress with impeccable hair is standing with her back to them, and the person in front of her is wearing a dark gray suit smiling like a March spring in the Gobi.

Belle watched steadily, without a trace of expression.

The venue layout is a bit weird. Around the glorious crystal chandeliers in the dome, there are circles of cellophane ribbons that are common in elementary school parties; colorful balloons are hung on the wall lamps, and an inverted "Fu" is posted on the walls on both sides of the entrance; The front half of the door is an area similar to a small stage in a multi-function hall, which seems to have performances at night; extending further in, you can see four long tables filled with drinks and food, which is the main area of ​​the reception; the whole hall The innermost part is a semicircular seating area, with many seats guarding two round tables, each with fifteen or six seats.

Luo Zhi muttered about this Chinese-Western style in his heart for a long time. He was about to reach out to pull Belle, and then turned his head to find that Jiang Belle was gone when he was observing the venue.

She stepped back to the corner, worried about blocking the busy office workers in the center of the venue, and suddenly heard a little hoarse voice from a boy not far behind calling: "Minister Ge is looking for you!" When she heard this surname, she turned her head subconsciously. . Not far away, Sheng Huainan turned his back to the little officer, grinned in distress, and wiped his forehead with the back of his hand.

Then he turned his face to the side and smiled at the little officer like Sheng Huainan should have: "I see. I'll look for him in a moment."

Luo Zhi leaned against the pillar and suddenly smiled. This light and dark, reluctant social interaction, and the mask in front of people made her suddenly think he was cute.

It's not out of admiration that he is cute. When Luo Zhi remembered that when he was in high school, he often observed the contrast between his predecessors and others. Every time he realized that she might know him better than others, he would have a complex comfort in his heart. However, at this moment, she temporarily put aside the entangled feelings and walked out, as if passers-by had accidentally captured the interesting street scene.

Just a little more mature and nice-looking hairy guy than other boys. She thought-Zhu Yan would definitely say the same.

But she likes this hairy boy.

Luo Zhi stopped this idea quickly. She didn't want to really become the twin of Jiang Baili's soul.

The couple stood in the middle of the venue. The Gobi scenery today is endless. Jiang Baili once mentioned that there was a disturbance in the student union a while ago, and he happened to be on the winning side. This time, he brought a new girlfriend who was like a fairy, and the rumored childhood sweetheart became a fruit. Double happiness made the signature broad smile on Gobi's face look much more sincere than usual.

Luo Zhi saw Sheng Huainan walking past and patted the Gobi from behind. Chen Mohan stood elegantly like a professional model, smiled slightly towards Sheng Huainan, brightly shining.

They greeted each other and seemed to have nothing to say. At this time, Gobi glanced at the hall, smiled and planned to start a new topic, suddenly his face changed in the distance. Although he quickly returned to normal, Chen Mohan noticed and looked towards the corner of the hall. When he turned his head back, he smiled more brilliantly, so brilliant that it was a bit of schadenfreude.

Luo Zhi followed their eyes and looked over. At the window sill a few meters away behind the Gobi, Jiang Baili was looking sideways at the scenery, pretending not to see all the gloating gazes around him. Only then did she understand Jiang Baili's inner entanglement when sitting on the dormitory bed and lingering. What kind of courage is needed to participate in the internal activities of the Student Union as a famous ex-girlfriend who has been dumped?

She planned to go around to accompany her from the second half, avoiding the sight of these people. Just halfway through, a few violent boys rushed over, barely carrying a bunch of audio equipment wrapped around the line to the direction of the stage, stopping her halfway. She waited patiently for these people to pass, and when she looked up again, there was no one by the window sill.

Luo Zhi opened his eyes in surprise, a little at a loss. Long hair is stuck on the back because of static electricity, which is uncomfortable. She backed her hands, put her hair loosely behind her head in a few strokes, and suddenly felt her neck rubbed by a cool finger, and she turned around agitatedly.

It was Sheng Huainan, with the index finger of her right hand wrapped around the long strands of hair on her neck, and as she turned around, she slipped away from his fingers.

"You...you got a bunch of hair." Sheng Huainan said awkwardly.

"Oh." She lowered her eyes, untied her hair, twisted her hands behind her back and re-twisted. At this time, the little officer called Sheng Huainan again from a distance. He promised and said to her: "I didn't expect you to come over today. Later they will arrange performances and games. It will be fun tonight. After the end, I will leave the rest I'm done with the matter, I want to talk to you."

Luo Zhi thought for a few seconds, then slowly said, "Go ahead. As for after it's over," she glanced at Jiang Baili at the gate: "If you have a chance to chat, it depends on the situation."

Sheng Huainan stopped, stunned, and smiled clearly.

"Well, you guys... don't go too far."

He turned around briskly and walked away, leaving Luo Zhi alone.

After being noisy for a long time, the audience gradually entered the seating area, and the two round tables on the stage were also full of teachers and students. The P University Student Union has three committees, each with a chairman and a president, and each committee has a bunch of titles and levels. Sheng Huainan is one of the 15 ministers of the executive committee; and Gobi is in the Youth League Committee, which is independent of the student union. It is a bloated organization.

Luo Zhi sat in the corner, watching their huge family portrait, and said to Jiang Baili: "I remembered the brigade headquarters of our elementary school. That was the last power center I participated in."

Belle just laughed, did not speak, and looked at the two presenters on the stage seriously.

"Can you wipe off your virgin smile? You make me feel that I have ascended to heaven."

Belle was still talking and laughing when she set off from the dormitory, but now she looked like a muffled puppet, like the calm before the storm. If she hadn't watched her change clothes and sorted her handbag, Luo Zhi might have suspected that she stole a bottle of concentrated sulfuric acid waiting to be splashed, or wrapped a dynamite bag around her waist and prepared to die together.

The opening of the reception is as long as all conferences in China. The host’s gag always ends in a cold field, and Luo Zhi gradually sympathizes with a pair of beautiful men and women on the stage who knows they are idiots but have to do it. The opening process included a New Year's speech by the Chairman of the Student Union, a New Year's speech by the Youth League Secretary, a New Year's speech by the Vice President, a New Year's speech by the Secretary of the Party Committee, and the annual work summary report of the Student Union Supervision Committee... Luo Zhi yawned and saw Sheng when his eyes were half-opened and half-closed. Huainan, standing in the middle of a group of ministers behind the stage, stood out from the crowd, and was yawning now.

When they saw each other's mouths that hadn't closed yet, Sheng Huainan laughed, but Luo Zhi didn't. She looked at him silently, her eyes gleaming and deserted like cold stars.

The audience dimmed, leaving only the colorful lights on the stage, and the cultural performance began.

Luo Zhi was drowsy after watching the performance, with the principal and secretary sitting underneath, and the atmosphere on the court was even more false. Student performances are rarely brilliant. There is only one reason for the real attraction: the performance on stage is your friend or enemy, and you are waiting for them to show off or make a fool of yourself. Jiang Baili, the only person around him who could speak, was so intoxicated as if he had reached Paramita, Luo Zhi's eyes patrolled the dim audience, the Gobi was not there, and Chen Mohan was not there... and Sheng Huainan was not there either.

She quietly put on the earphones, slightly covered her with broken hair, and began to listen to the final monologue of "When Higurashi Cried" downloaded from the Internet. In fact, the woman in the earphones was saying something, she didn't understand at all, but the feeling was very good, and the cold female voice isolated her from the surroundings.

Also cut off from everything that happened before.

It's another year. she thinks.

The lights suddenly brightened, and the students stood up and walked towards the buffet on the long table. The leaders on the round table also started to eat with their chopsticks. Belle waved her hand and said to her: "I'll go to the bathroom, you can eat something, I'll come back to you later."

Luo Zhi nodded, stood up and rubbed his numb ass, and walked quickly to the dining table.

Many beautiful women in Chinese clothes around me dare not eat too fast, not to mention that there are always energetic people who come to chat up when others are eating—for example, the young girl next to her at this moment, while dealing with the stubborn brother, Carefully want to eat the fried chicken wings elegantly. Luo Zhi sighed sympathetically, made a cup of lemon tea, and put eight or nine pieces of snack on the plate.

When he turned around, he almost ran into someone. Luo Zhi carefully supported the plate. Fortunately, only the lemon tea was spilled on the carpet, which was not serious. She stood still after making sure that Dim Sum was safe and sound. Without looking up to see who was in front of her, she said "I'm really sorry", planning to bypass the other person and head towards the seating area. The man took a step aside and blocked her.

She faintly felt what the other party was saying, but the music was too loud to hear clearly. Besides, she couldn't take off the earphones now, so she could only look up at the other party blankly.

A very angular man, with a suit jacket in his left hand and a bright gray shirt, looks like in his early thirties, with a smile on his face.

"I said you eat very seriously." He said it again. Luo Zhi heard this this time, grinned and moved on. When brushing past the man, the other party reached out a hand and picked up a few locks of hair covering her side face by her left ear. When she saw the headset, she showed an expression like this.

Luo Zhi frowned and took a step aside, his hair slid out of his palm.

She returned to her seat and slowly finished the cakes, drinking warm lemon tea in small sips. She wanted to leave a little bit, but Jiang Baili still disappeared.

Going to the bathroom for half an hour.

The leaders on the round table retreated sometime. As soon as they left, the students underneath became more active, and from time to time collective laughter and grotesque appeared. She rushed to find Belle, and her patrolling gaze hit the man again. The other party is chatting with Gobi, and the two of them each hold a glass of red wine and talk freely. The scene looks very, very... domestic TV series. I don't know where it is a bit awkward.

The man seemed to have eyes behind his back, and he sensed her gaze from such a distance. He turned his head and smiled and raised the wine glass in his hand as a gesture. If Gobi did this action, she might have laughed a long time ago, but this person's gestures are extremely natural, which can be regarded as extraordinary.

The age of the man is really not that long. Gobi is a bit more mature than the average boy, and he is just stunned in front of this person. Thinking of this, Luo Zhi immediately flashed into the crowd, and Yu Guang saw that Gobi was suspiciously looking for the person who was greeted just now.

Luo Zhi walked out of the door of the venue, ran to the door of the women's bathroom and called out the name "Belle" twice.

"Jiang Baili?" A door was pushed open, Luo Zhi looked down and saw a pair of silver high-heeled shoes with crystal lights in the rhinestones.

Chen Mohan's voice is very sweet, but she has no characteristics. She is fully armed and smiles like a female star at the press conference. Luo Zhi felt a little regretful, it seemed that the long-haired girl in the photo was more agile.

Luo Zhi pretended that he had never seen Chen Mohan and nodded at her: "Yes, I'm looking for her."

"who are you?"

"I am her roommate. Do you know where she is?"

"Let's find it near the Gobi." Chen Mohan laughed, and the corners of his mouth were smug. She opened the burgundy handbag, took out the makeup bag and started applying mascara to the mirror. Luo Zhi stood behind, looking at Chen Mohan, who was on the left side and right side of the mirror in the mirror, and felt that Jiang Baili's speech was not ordinary and unqualified. The woman in front of her could not be the extraordinary beauty in Jiang Baili's story anyway—it's not that she can't make up, but she just can't tolerate the impetuousness and hostility of Chen Mohan's eyes and eyebrows.

A smile appeared on Luo Zhi's face. Chen Mohan was a sensitive person, and turned to look at her coldly, "What are you laughing at?"

Luo Zhi glared innocent eyes and asked: "You asked me to look for it near the next door, but the next door is the men's room! Did you see her in the men's room?"

When Luo Zhi finished speaking, he turned and ran out of the murderous bathroom.

As soon as she returned to her seat, she saw Sheng Huainan enter the door. Luo Zhi was in a hidden position. She hung her earphones, put her elbows on her knees, and put her hands on her cheeks, but her eyes passed through the fine bangs on her forehead and followed him closely.

Sheng Huainan is still so eye-catching in the crowd, but he is different from Gobi: he is kind and introverted, and he is indifferent but not slippery. Zhu Yan was right. No matter how unwilling she was, she never denied Sheng Huainan a single bit. In her own heart, he is perfect and omnipotent. Even if there is a moment of distress and smiles facing the crowd, He was more real and attractive in her heart, not to mention that she never doubted that he would be able to play the focus calmly in the next second. She never even needed to think about whether there was any hardship behind this perfection, as if she was born with it. It is as if everyone is looking up at the sun, no one will think about why it shines and whether it will burn out one day.

Luo Zhi smiled, somehow, remembering himself in a bright yellow suspender dress, who looked like a village girl.

"At your age, you have to dress like this. It's really interesting to learn how to hold a cocktail party as an adult." Luo Zhi heard someone talking, took off the headset, and saw that the strange man was sitting in the seat on his right. stunned.

"Didn't you hear what I said? I repeat, the most eye-catching **** this occasion is actually not the kind of girl." He said, his mouth turned towards the door and pointed towards Qiao Xiaoqian beside Gobi. Xi's Chen Mohan.

Luo Zhi didn't know whether he should take a word politely.

"What really attracts attention is a girl like you, dressed very simply, looks out of place, seems to have her own world."

I want to vomit. Luo Zhi endured and refused to say these three words.

But I have to admit that this man still has the ability to make this kind of lively words excerpted from inferior romantic novels less disgusting.

Luo Zhi thought about it again and again, still bite the bullet and smiled, enduring the urge to choke back, and put on the headphones again.

After the leaders were gone, the composition of the crowd in the venue began to differentiate. The freshman staff hovered around the buffet table, and the core staff above the sophomore year gathered around the two huge round tables to gossip, chat, and fight wine. Luo Zhi couldn't hear exactly what they were talking about, but saw that Gobi was constantly being poured, and Chen Mohan did not stop him. Gobi went down with a few glasses of wine, and the people around seemed to start gossiping about his new love affair. Chen Mohan often lowered his head in embarrassment, but Gobi laughed or laughed, and everyone who came to the cup would not refuse. There are several boys jumping up and down by the table, one of them always unconsciously tilts his eyes to Chen Mohan's chest.

Luo Zhi frowned.

Finally embraced the beauty. Gobi's smile was not the "boyish smile of pure joy" that Jiang Baili bragged to her.

It's just plain triumph, not even bitter.

That pure joy is probably also the illusion of Jiang Baili, a fan of novels. Luo Zhi sighed, and the earphone on his right ear was suddenly pulled out.

"What are you listening to?"

The man hasn't left yet. Luo Zhi watched him put the earphones into his ears like a monster and listened carefully for a while, then pulled them out, smiling at her familiarly: "So you like Daniel Powter, so do I. This song The song is the advertising theme song he wrote for Coca-Cola in 2005."

Luo Zhi was stunned for a long time, and finally remembered to pull the earphone cable back, and asked, "Who are you?"

"You are finally interested in knowing who I am." The man's smile was on his chest, as if he was saying to Luo Zhi that there is no point in pretending to be upright.

"President Gu."

Luo Zhi looked up and saw Sheng Huainan without surprise.