Unrequited Love

When Luo Zhi walked to the flag-raising stand, Ye Zhanyan hadn't arrived yet. She silently guessed the reason why Ye Zhanyan invited herself to this place.

Sheng Huainan's class used to play basketball here, she knew it. At the skating rink, he told her that he knew that he would meet Ye Zhanyan here, and he knew that he would be nervous and embarrassed - "but that doesn't feel bad."

It’s just that he didn’t know at the time that in a far corner, another girl was wandering around in the playground with a self-study room in her heart. She couldn’t control her feet. She turned to the sun to completely set and didn’t dare to watch their class. A glance at the venue.

Two years have passed.

The teacher on duty in the mail room was actually the language teacher of the liberal arts class. He was so happy to see her, and after chatting with her for a while, she let her in.

"But now it's almost the New Year, and the high school third year make-up classes have stopped, and you won't see other teachers when you come over." The Chinese teacher reminded her.

"Just go around." She lied.

The teacher's face was full of enlightenment, and she understood her nostalgic and sad emotions. Sometimes, the self-righteousness of the teachers of education is pretty cute.

Luo Zhi walked a few steps to raise the flag platform and stood beside the rusty flagpole. The lifting rope was shaking in the hunting wind, and she looked around. The ocean of the once school uniform was only a flash, disappearing without a trace on the snow-covered playground.

She saw Ye Zhanyan come out from the side door in the corner, and the rose-red figure slanted across the snow, which was so beautiful.

They say hello. No greetings.

"Guess, why am I so anxious to text you out?"

"I hope to return my diary."

Ye Zhanyan raised her eyebrows and grinned: "I haven't got any of your diary. Why do you always mention this to me? What kind of diary is it?"

Luo Zhi was taken aback for a moment: "I thought it was you. Otherwise, on what basis did you make up that lie?"

The lie that seems like a fairy tale is actually not easy to fabricate.

If you don't understand the familiarity of Luo Zhi and Sheng Huainan at the time, you won't be able to grasp the good time; if you don't understand Luo Zhi's personality, you won't make up a story that is unconvincing and makes her disdain to explain.

More importantly, they have no other way to know: Luo Zhi likes Sheng Huainan.

"What lie? I never lie." Ye Zhanyan raised his head.

Luo Zhi sighed.

"I didn't record or video, and I didn't arrange for witnesses to lie in wait to catch your flaws. Just tell the truth. Otherwise, we would come out in two big winters just to lie face to face, why bother."

After she finished speaking, she jumped off the flag-raising stand and walked towards the teaching building on her own: "It's too cold here. Go inside the building."

Ye Zhanyan was silent.

She walked halfway, turned around, and saw Ye Zhanyan still standing on the high flag-raising platform, head up, facing the wind, bathed in sunshine, like a queen patrolling the country.

Luo Zhi was suddenly curious, what exactly did Ye Zhanyan see in this barren white snow.

It must be different from what I saw.

A vending machine had been set up in the lobby on the first floor of the school. Luo Zhi walked over and bought two cans of hot coffee and handed it to Ye Zhanyan.

They walked up to the fourth floor together, stood at the door of the former classroom of the liberal arts class, and then sat close by the window sill at the end of the corridor, shoulder to shoulder.

"It's such a small broken classroom that we have been closed for two full years. Now let me return to this place where I can touch people with my elbows, it is better to kill me."

There is always a kind of magical pressure in the old place, which can force people back to the original appearance, brush the powder on Ye Zhan's face, and make her speak casually and loudly as she did in high school.

Luo Zhi didn't think much about reminiscing about her time like water.

"I just asked you, without a diary, how did you make up such a lot of nonsense?"

Ye Zhanyan showed an impatient expression: "It's endless. I really haven't taken it. Ding Shuijing made up most of the rhetoric."

"Then, Ding Shuijing is the one holding the diary?" Luo Zhi thoughtfully, heated his hand before pulling the tab of the coffee can, and the aroma overflowed, drifting along with the white smoke to Ye Zhanyan on the other side.

"I don't know. However, only she can think of such a bizarre nonsense. At first, I didn't understand why she did her best to help me. Later I learned that she had met two in her life that didn't give her face. You are actually a pair of brothers and sisters. If you don't kill you, I despise her."

Luo Zhi was almost choked.

Yes, when Luoyang said the words of the little sister who dropped out of Z University that day, Luo Zhi had already connected the clues and figured out this joint, but she did not ask.

"If you have too much voyeurism, you have to be cured," Ye Zhanyan said. "Ding Shuijing is too used to take it all. A friend's friend is also her friend, and a friend's enemy is her enemy."

Luo Zhi shouldn't think that Ye Zhanyan's aggressive and unobtrusive side has been overthrown by the new image of a lady. This is the real Ye Zhanyan, not the charming silly girl in front of Sheng Huainan.

She turned her head to look at the beautiful profile face: "You also know Luoyang?"

"Oh," Ye Zhanyan casually wrote on the dust of the glass with his fingers, "We have met several times after she dropped out of school. She showed me a picture of her and a boy, standing side by side, but leaving a distance. In the middle. However, it was when I saw both of you on Financial Street that day that I realized that he was your brother. Ding Shuijing never told me about this. I thought she hated you so much, just because you were stigmatized by you. . It turned out that she was just using me."

"You two, really can't talk about who uses whom." Luo Zhi said bluntly.

Ye Zhanyan glanced at her sideways, but did not refute.

"But why did Ding Shuijing trouble me in a roundabout way, instead of just talking to my sister-in-law?"

"Do you think she doesn't?" Ye Zhanyan wailed, "Do you think everyone else is vegetarian?"

Luo Zhi was surprised.

"But," Ye Zhanyan's gloating voice jumped in the morning light, "your sister-in-law is not a vegetarian."

Luo Zhi didn't want to talk to her about his brother's personal relationship anymore. When Ye Zhanyan was in high spirits, he suddenly changed the question: "You and Sheng Huainan broke up a year ago. Why do you suddenly want to rebuild the old semester?"

Ye Zhanyan immediately sneered: "What do you care about this? Am I getting in your way?"

Luo Zhi nodded and said: "Almost."

A layer of frost instantly covered Ye Zhangyan's face.

In fact, Luo Zhi didn't intentionally stimulate Ye Zhanyan. Even though the beautiful girl around her had almost destroyed her precious and important feelings, she did not want to retaliate through verbal battles at this time. So she calmed down and explained with a smile: "I was just out of curiosity, how everything you did just broke my plan."

Perhaps surprised at Luo Zhi’s calmness, Ye Zhanyan was amused by the saying that "destroyed my plan", and relaxed a little: "Of course it's because the villain keeps stimulating me with you. Do you know Zheng Wenrui?"

Luo Zhi was silent. Ye Zhanyan snorted and sneered: "That ugly monster."

The smile on her face when she uttered these three words was unreservedly brilliant, and an innocent look appeared on this initially charming face, even Luo Zhi was a little lost.

She is qualified to say that all of them are ugly.

Ye Zhanyan didn’t realize it, and continued: “This ugly monster is like Xu Qiqiao. Because of his ugliness, he is farther from love than others, and has a stronger desire for gossip. She has a deadly bastard. She has liked Sheng Huainan for a long time, and when I heard that we broke up I always get cold and send some text messages mocking me. I'm not very angry, I just feel pitiful for such people."

Zheng Wenrui and Xu Qiqiao are very different. However, Luo Zhi didn't say anything to correct it, it wasn't her business.

Ye Zhanyan stared at the window lazily, and after a while, she continued to say, "Until one day she texted and said, she saw you and Sheng Huainan at the door of a supermarket, you are going to have coffee. Zheng Wenrui asked me if I was I'm not very regretful. I knew it was so. Wouldn't you study hard and get a P major?"

After Ye Zhanyan finished speaking, he burst into laughter, out of breath: "Is this Zheng Wenrui mentally ill? What does she want me to reply to when she sends this sentence? Wish the best students in the world get married?"

"But Zheng Wenrui's words still worked." Luo Zhi interrupted her.

Ye Zhanyan really stopped smiling.

Why did he suddenly decide to give it a go after a text message from Zheng Wenrui? Is it really because there is one more competitor that aroused Ye Zhanyan's eagerness to win? Luo Zhi was puzzled.

She was not interested in chatting with Ye Zhanyan. She promised to go to the appointment only to satisfy her curiosity and want to know more about the story behind this frame of work. Now the information Ye Zhanyan revealed was enough for her to outline the truth. No wonder the timing of Ye Zhanyan's remote attack was so precise every time. She suddenly shuddered when she remembered Zheng Wenrui, who smashed a bicycle on the lawn the night when she came back from Houhai.

After the sun disappeared into a cloud, the light suddenly dimmed, like a cooling atmosphere between two people.

Luo Zhi speeded up the progress of the conversation and introduced the main topic: "So you asked Ding Shuijing to help you? Ding Shuijing probably took my diary, so she knew me well, so you discussed such a solution? But this lie is very serious. Easily exposed."

"I bet Sheng Huainan believes me. Ding Shuijing bet you won't explain."

The sun appeared from behind the clouds again, illuminating the half of Ye Zhanyan's cheek in an instant. She smiled even more, but it was as cold as the winter sun.

"She won the bet. I lost the bet."

This is the best opportunity to get into trouble. However, Luo Zhi only heard a sigh in his heart, and said nothing.

"You are in a hurry to call me today," Luo Zhi satisfied all curiosity, and finally remembered the theme of today's date, "What are you going to do?"

Ye Zhanyan didn't answer, but instead turned his head and stared at her. The two sat very close, Luo Zhi could even see his own image from those big eyes, which almost melted into her dark brown pupils.

The strange pressure in her sight made Luo Zhi's palms seep cold sweat, and she immediately jumped off the window sill.

Ye Zhanyan suddenly laughed and asked her, "Is it really scary when I was like that?"

"Yes." Luo Zhi nodded.

"Is it like a mental problem?"

She nodded hesitantly again.

Ye Zhanyan's beauty is a little bit exotic. Although she is not like a mixed-race, there is a slight evil in her temperament, hidden under the childish smile, which has never been so obvious.

"Are you familiar with Zhang Min?"

The topic turned too fast, and Luo Zhi couldn't keep up.

"Zhang Min? Not really, but I do have a better relationship with her than you. Why do you suddenly ask about Zhang Min?"

Sometimes Luo Zhi couldn't figure out Zhang Min and Jiang Min. This taciturn girl changed her name to Jiang Min in her sophomore year in high school. She heard that her mother remarried, so she also changed her surname. However, everyone has been used to the old names for a long time, and they often screamed Jiang Min and Zhang Min. Anyway, the pronunciation of the two surnames is similar, and she never corrects them.

Zhang Min is a slow-reacting girl who seems to have a good impression of Luo Zhi. She often runs over to talk to her, ask some solutions to geography problems, and find her for lunch with a lunch box.

But they are definitely not close friends. At best, they are just two unobtrusive girls as a company, and they don't even contact each other after college. If I have to talk about a special experience, I'm afraid it was the one that went through the garbage dump in the playground.

She is still grateful for it.

"Have Zhang Min mentioned me to you?"

Luo Zhi really tried hard to think for a long time.

"Just ask you, it's pretty serious," Ye Zhanyan was grotesque, "Sure enough, the best students in the world are finally married."

Luo Zhi ignored her and replied after thinking clearly: "I remember one day at noon, I did not go to the cafeteria. She came to me with a lunch box and sat next to me to eat. It happened that you and some friends came in through the front door, and she Suddenly told me that you are very different now from before."

"and then?"

"No more. I didn't ask, and she didn't say any more."

Ye Zhanyan was silent, and after a long time he said, "Zhang Min is fine."

So? Luo Zhi looked at Ye Zhanyan with questioning eyes. Ye Zhanyan suddenly stretched out his hand and touched Luo Zhi's face.

Luo Zhi was stunned by this strange intimacy action.

"Can you listen to me tell a story?" Ye Zhanyan smiled and repeated, "Listen to me tell a story."