Unrequited Love

They took a taxi to 101 Middle School, sneaked across the playground, and found the weak guards mentioned in the BBS Night Attack Strategy.

Luo Zhi raised his right leg cautiously and stepped over, and finally sat on the high wall. The night wind blew her forehead and her hair was messed up. She took a deep breath, and the clear tingling sensation swelled in her chest. This shaky feeling made her feel empty, and the night under her feet seemed to be a deep dark river. Will fall in and be washed away by time.

Sheng Huainan turned it up in a few strokes, making her movements much lighter and agile. Just when Luo Zhi climbed up awkwardly and timidly, Sheng Huainan had been supporting her under the wall, and finally pushed her buttocks upwards. As soon as Luo Zhi blushed, he activated the super energy, and rushed up like a rocket, free from his help.

"It doesn't feel bad to be riding on the wall." He slapped the swollen schoolbag behind his back fiercely, which contained a few cans of beer and a bottle of Red Star Erguotou.

At the time in the "7-11" (convenience store), Luo Zhi picked up Rio (cocktail brand) and a frosted bottle of Japanese sake and shook it at him. Sheng Huainan shook his head disdainfully, and directly picked up a bottle of Erguotou: "Drink the strong ones if you want, what those are."

Luo Zhi sneered in his heart, and put the sake back into the freezer quietly.

Drink strong? Just be stiff.

Under the excessively white light of "7-11", when she took down the beer, she caught a glimpse of the mirror behind the bottle. The girl inside had pale lips, but her cheeks and nose were red, and her eyes shone. With a light of excitement and perseverance-she turned her head quickly.

She was afraid of such a calm light taunting her lack of memory and courage to dry up the nonsense.

"Here," Sheng Huainan just walked out of "7-11" and handed over a can of beer, "If you are okay, just drink a can to warm up and warm your stomach."

Luo Zhi hesitated for a while, then took it over and pulled the pull ring away.

They stood opposite each other at the door of "7-11", slung their necks and knocked out a can of each. Luo Zhi glanced at the surprised clerk behind the glass and quickly closed his eyes.

"I'll go down first." Sheng Huainan stretched out a finger and shook in front of Luo Zhi in a daze. "Going down may be a little harder than going up, so I will go down and cover you under the wall. If you really fall down At the most you can kill me, so...so don't take advantage of others, and be merciful."

Luo Zhi was amused by him: "You be careful."

"What's the height at this point." Before he finished speaking, he turned and withdrew his left leg and went down. Before Luo Zhi could react, when he was more than one meter above the ground, he let go and jumped down and landed steadily on the ground.

"Come down," Sheng Huainan patted the ash on his hands, "Slow down, don't scratch your palms. Are you not wearing gloves?"

Luo Zhi closed his eyes and swallowed. He bit his scalp and first crossed the wall with his left leg and sat facing Yuanmingyuan for a while. He found that he would fall face down when he jumped down like this, so he took time to change his sitting posture to back facing. In the Old Summer Palace, two legs were put on the outside of the wall. After thinking about it, I realized that this was even more wrong. She was a little impatient. She didn't know if Sheng Huainan under the wall was impatient. When the cold wind hit, she felt cold on her forehead before she realized she was sweating.

In the end, she knelt on the wall with her back turned to Yuanmingyuan, her feet hooked against the wall, her hands tightly grasping the stone, maintaining a weak balance.

"Luo Zhi, you just keep this posture, step on the wall, slowly slide down, just jump off if you can't support it. I'm down, don't be afraid."

Tears were already in her eyes, she nodded in a panic, thinking that the other party could not see, suppressed her crying, and said: "I know, I'm not afraid." She only slipped for half a second, and she fell directly because of the weak arm strength. Down.

"Oh, you were really stupid in your last life," Sheng Huainan tightly held her arm from behind, hugged her in his arms, and rubbed her hair fiercely after making sure that she was fine. It's all down."

Luo Zhi lowered his head embarrassedly and said stiffly, "I haven't climbed the wall. I will gain experience when I go out."

Sheng Huainan laughed: "I won't turn over when I go out. I think I should take you to the security guard and surrender."

Luo Zhi gritted his teeth and hugged his arm, like a falling cat hugging a piece of driftwood, wishing to dig his paw in.

One after another, they silently walked deeper into the garden along the narrow dirt road on the lakeshore. If it hadn't been for a full moon hanging in the sky, this black and lacquered deserted garden would be out of sight. On the left side of the path is a wide lake, and on the right side is a messy shrub. The bare branches with teeth and claws add a bit of horror to the night.

But the surface of the lake, because it was frozen, was whitened by moonlight, stretching all the way to the invisible distance.

"Are you sure you can find Dashui Fa?" She put the hat behind her coat on her head, her ears were frozen red, and she couldn't help looking up with some worry to look at the boy walking in front. His ears were illuminated by moonlight, and they were also red.

"What's that? What I'm looking for are those western-style broken walls that are often used as sets on TV."

"That thing is called Dashui Fa, thank you."

"...What's the use of remembering these!"

This kind of arrogant and irritable appearance-a strange feeling rose in his heart, Luo Zhi tilted his head and smiled, and unconsciously put on a narrow tone.

"Hey, are those high school rumors true?"

"What rumor?"

"For example, you never memorize ancient poems, and every time you fill in the blanks of the five points of ancient poems in the Chinese test, you lose points, and you don't write a word, do you?"

Sheng Huainan stiffened his back and mumbled a few words before he said, "The input-output ratio is too small. It took me a long time to recite only five points. And with so many articles, the part I recite may not have won the bid, why bother? It's better to sleep longer."

That tone made Luo Zhi couldn't help but want to reach out and rub his face.

"Then...then they said that your teacher forced you to memorize the text of the new concept. In less than a week, you memorized the fourth book upside down..."

"Who said that? It's too ridiculous, the teacher is just joking. I have never memorized a new concept, and my impression of it stays on'Pardon (forgive)'. Oh, and the first lesson of the third book. The title of "Apumaatlarge (Fleeing Mountain Lion)"..."

Luo Zhi listened in a daze, unconsciously laughing, what was she doing, which made her bite the bullet and memorize the whole book.

She didn't know if she should keep asking. Although she knew that he was just a body of flesh and blood, in the description and imagination day after day, he was still the **** she made, shining in the stories and hearings.

However, she prefers him like this. It is not a copper or iron wall, or a stunning talent, but with a small arrogance, and speaks of herself as ordinary and unimportant.

She really liked that he said that he was ordinary and unimportant.

"Actually I have so many questions for you."

The person in front stagnated, and then continued to move forward: "What?"

"Don't be nervous, it's just trivial things."

Things that don't matter. She asked slowly behind him, asking him how many times he had taken the 122nd way home from high school, and asked him if he was thrown into the air by excited classmates after the game but did not catch him, and asked him if it hurt. Does he often avoid cleaning...

He was not impatient, answered one by one softly, and sometimes yelled shyly: "Don't ask, I don't remember anymore"...

"The last question, why do you always smell of washing powder?" It smells good.

"Maybe...because the laundry is always not clean..."

She was taken aback, and then she giggled. It was so.

"Is this what you heard?" It was his turn to ask.

Luo Zhi lowered his head and smiled, not knowing what it was like.

"In fact, I heard many things about you when I was in the first year of high school, and a large part of it was given by my back desk. By the way, do you know her? Her name is Zhang Haomiao, who used to go to the same cram school with you. Sitting at the same table."

Sheng Huainan turned his face slightly and looked back, looking blankly: "Who?"

Luo Zhi was dumb.

The two chirping girls at the back table always spread out their love for Sheng Huainan openly and frankly. Didn't Luo Zhi know that for a secret lover, completely shutting up is a kind of self-protection, but hiding a sincere heart in a joking show of love is actually a safe catharsis.

Everyone thinks they are joking, no one knows, they are serious.

One morning at the end of the first year of high school, Luo Zhi, who had escaped from physical education class, saw Zhang Haomiao lying on the table at the back table and smiled quietly. The smile was gentle and shy, but glowing. She couldn't help but was stunned. Zhang Haomiao looked up and saw her staring at her, blushing, and suddenly said: "I'm telling you one thing, don't tell others."

They are actually unfamiliar, and Luo Zhi is not very interested in this kind of "don't tell others" secret. But that day, my instinct told her that this matter was what she wanted to understand.

"Okay, you say."

"Don't laugh at me, I just found out suddenly that Sheng Huainan is really a good person."

Luo Zhi even raised his eyebrows, making a full set of expressions ranging from the bewildered "Who is Sheng Huainan?" to the sudden realization. She didn't know what she was disguising.

"Last night when we were in English class together, I was a little lost, just playing with the eraser, but accidentally the eraser flew out and fell at his feet, and then he smiled, that's the kind of... ...Just the kind of helpless and gentle smile, bending over to help me pick it up, said something, be careful."

Luo Zhi waited quietly and found that Zhang Haomiao had finished speaking.

"It's over?"

"It's over."

"...What's the matter?"

Zhang Haomiao gave her an irritated look, stood up abruptly and went out, leaving Luo Zhi alone in embarrassment. She did think so in her heart, what's the matter--but she wanted to stop the other person and say, I actually understand it.

Actually I understand, really.

"What's the matter?" Sheng Huainan stopped and looked back at Luo Zhi who was lingering.

Luo Zhi was wandering around, and immediately added a smile: "Nothing, let's go."

He did not remember Zhang Haomiao, the fat girl who sat next to him in the cram school, who had been lamenting that the competition cram school lectures were like heavenly books, but had been reluctant to withdraw from the class, and went through most of the northern city to go to class just to sit. The **** girl beside him...

Her name is Zhang Haomiao, he doesn't remember.

Her name is Luo Zhi, and he never remembered it.

But what's so sad about this? If these forbearing likes are just for self-entertainment, then they have been compensated; if the purpose is to get, then each depends on ability and fate, so why should he bear it?

From the beginning of the acquaintance to this moment, her undulating heart finally condensed into a piece of white snow under the moonlight like the lake beside her.

Luo Zhi laughed suddenly.

"What's the matter?" Sheng Huainan stopped and turned around after all. He turned into a silhouette before her eyes against the moonlight.

"I found myself a little changed."

She strode in front of him, then turned around and walked backwards, so that she could see Sheng Huainan's confused and nervous expression through the moonlight.

"I seem to have figured it out, or that I have been able to figure it out before, but my heart," she raised her right hand and drew a cross on her left chest with her index finger, "the heart is always blocked. I don't know why I am Sad."

"But now," she smiled, "I find that I am neither sorry, nor angry, nor aggrieved."

He looked at her quietly.

"Am I drinking too much?" She rubbed her nose.

"It should not be."

"I feel like I'm drinking too much."

He backed his hand and patted the schoolbag behind him: "That's great, then hurry up and drink some more."

Luo Zhi was amused, his white teeth gleaming softly in the moonlight. Sheng Huainan stretched out his hand to rub her head, slowed down, his eyes gradually condensed on the lake like a jade belt.

"what happened?"

After a while, Sheng Huainan looked back and looked at her: "Sometimes I am really scared, afraid that I am different from what you have heard."

Luo Zhi raised his eyes and suddenly realized that they were not the only people here who "smuggled into the country". In the distance, there were bright lights floating in the sky, and the dots of flames gradually melted into the gloomy sky. She doesn't know where to start. Those "heards" are not just superficial, respect and look up to the legend. However, she instinctively felt that she understood his fear.

She didn't know how to make him understand that she was not just hearing.

When they were still "good friends", she used countless true and false lies to make him feel that they looked like this-she used a smile to express all unhappy emotions; she liked Agatha Christie more than Holmes; I choose to sit in the same position every time I take the bus; I like to play "Reverse Referee"; I hate fat and put the fat on the bar of the stool; eat with three chopsticks; in high school, every Friday night Bringing a lot of workbooks home for the weekend to alleviate guilt, but will quickly become addicted to online comics so that they are brought back intact on Monday...

However, these late encounters are fake. Maybe she used a lie to impress him, but she never liked him for these reasons. Through the smoke created by these pleasant conversations, she knew Sheng Huainan's unhappiness in her heart. It is a kind of smiling unhappiness, not trusting anyone and caring about anyone's loneliness. Even though she didn't understand the reason, she knew it from the first time she saw the boy on the station who was chatting with some classmates and smirking.

However, she did not want to talk about it.

"What I heard about you is different from what others have heard about."

Luo Zhi looked at Miao Yuan’s Kong Ming Lantern, not knowing whose hope was actually carried there, floating softly into the night sky, extinguished, and flew away. Her own wish is not in the paper lantern, but it will not go out. At the destination that was once cautious but couldn't reach it, Hu Tian had a dark mind when he gave up, and saw him standing in front of her-she wouldn't take a step back.

"I don't want to'heard' anymore, I just want to hear what you say. Even if you tell lies, I can understand the truth." Luo Zhi looked directly into Sheng Huainan's eyes.

He looked at her, with overwhelming movement in his eyes.