Unrequited Love

"Are you at home?"

Luo Zhi was sitting on the windowsill thinking wildly, the phone suddenly buzzed and vibrated, and Sheng Huainan's name jumped around on the screen, like an angel's letter.

"I'm in Zhenhua."

She was hesitating what to do if he asked why he came to Zhenhua, since she promised Ye Zhanyan, she would not speak out this conversation.

The short message ran back quickly.

"wait for me."

Luo Zhi sat on the balcony for a while, his back warmed by the sun.

A year ago, she heard that they broke up, and she also heard many people's gossip, but the reason she finally put together was very common.

Like all breakups in long-distance relationships, time and distance are underestimated, and self and love are overestimated.

The traces of Sheng Huainan on the Internet are always pitiful, and there is no way to guess; Ye Zhanyan’s online image has always been active and happy. It seems that he has been an active member in the student union, like a water bird that finally escaped from the high school cage. There was not even a splash on her page, and no one thought she was hurt.

On the flight home, Luo Zhi had asked him.

"I haven't seen it during a holiday. Since she went to university, she has become very strange, her mood fluctuates, and she does a lot of work. When asked why, she didn't say anything. She always said that the students would be very busy. At the end of the semester exam for modern and contemporary Chinese prehistory, she texted and said, "let's break up". I hesitated, thinking that she has always been a person who said something and would not make jokes about this kind of thing, so I replied. Okay, take care'."

"It's over?"

"It's over."

"In my heart...isn't it uncomfortable?"

Sheng Huainan seriously recalled this time, "It is more inexplicable than uncomfortable."

"I haven't asked why?"

He was surprised: "Why bother?"

Luo Zhi rubbed his forehead, and didn't know what answer he hoped to get. She hoped that he was an affectionate person, but she did not want him to be affectionate to his ex-girlfriend, which was really contradictory.

Luo Zhi looked at the time and estimated that Sheng Huainan was coming soon, so he jumped off the window sill and went downstairs.

When she reached the hall on the first floor of the teaching building, she stood in front of the Hall of Fame and looked up.

The pictures of another top student with excellent grades are all over the wall. On the enlarged ID photos, everyone has a solemn face, as if they were printed type.

Who could have imagined how youthful the owner of these pictures of middle-aged people would be when they laughed? Who knows what secrets are hidden behind every smile, buried in this school.

Just like Ye Zhanyan, there are so many stories and panics in her heart, but she has never told the boy she likes. She knew what kind of personality she relied on to make him move, so she played it harder to strengthen the reason for being loved.

"Ye Zhanyan likes me like brand-name bags." Sheng Huainan once said when he was anxious.

Luo Zhi felt that Sheng Huainan underestimated Ye Zhanyan's efforts. She may need a perfect boyfriend, but vanity and love are not always in conflict. Rather than using a brand-name bag as a comparison, she loves him as much as crystal loves spotlights.

Then he loves her, why not fall in love with a book with a beautiful cover, but never opened it.

Sheng Huainan appeared at this time. Luo Zhi came back to his senses, heard the footsteps behind him, and did not look back until he held her in his arms from behind, then lowered his head and smiled like a little mouse stealing oil.

"Hey, let me ask you," she said before him, "Why are you holding Ye Zhanyan's hand in the New Year?"

The person holding her froze, and it took a long time to say in a vague tone: "I said we could not. She said, can we hold hands and walk down the street one last time? I used to dare not at school."

Luo Zhi's heart was soft, and there were some sighs that were irrelevant.

"Okay. But this is not allowed in the future." She whispered.

The person behind suddenly smiled and kissed the top of her head.

"Teacher, I'm looking for her!" He turned and yelled to the mail room in the distance, pulling her over. Before the smile on Luo Zhi's face faded, he saw the surprised expression of the Chinese teacher on duty.

"Oh, so you two..." The Chinese teacher's loud voice echoed in the empty hall, Luo Zhi was at a loss in embarrassment, but Sheng Huainan smiled and put his arm around her shoulders and said, "Well, teacher?"

"What's a good match?" The Chinese teacher suddenly got excited, "Look at the results of Luo Zhi, and then at yourself, your papers back then almost didn't **** me out of a heart attack..."

"The talent is not good enough," his rascal tone injected vitality into Luo Zhi's gloomy mood, "so I find a girlfriend who is good in Chinese, so I am embarrassed to come back to school to see you. This is also a reward for the teacher."

She couldn't help but smile, and the Chinese teacher was so angry that he took a breath: "Isn't that what I taught?!"

"That's why I came to thank you. Without you being a teacher, I couldn't find a girlfriend until now."

Luo Zhi was in a daze, and the faces on the Hall of Fame seemed to smile because of his mischief.

The boy standing next to her, hugging her tightly.

She just stood on the side in silence, watching him squabble with the Chinese teacher who had been unable to deal with him all the time, and she no longer regretted the essays that he used as calculation paper back then.

The sun is just right.

Luo Zhi’s mother asked her a few times about her boyfriend, but she was prevaricated by her in various ways. She only said that she was trying to get along, and she hadn’t determined the relationship. She was a college classmate, very nice person, science and engineering. honest.

Mother was suspicious, but gradually stopped asking endless questions.

On New Year's Eve, Uncle Chen also came to her house for New Year's Eve dinner. As it approached midnight, she hid on the icy balcony, shaking her body from the cold, and called him tremblingly.

"happy New Year!"

"Happy New Year." His voice was joyful, but a little tired.

"what happened?"

He smiled: "Did you hear it? It's just that my parents had a big quarrel on New Year's Eve, and they were exhausted just now. I'm fine by myself."

Every time he mentioned Mom and Dad, she didn't know what to say.

Sheng Huainan didn't mind, so he changed the topic: "After the Chinese New Year, let's go to the library to read books together. The city library does not need a library card now. It is open for reading and self-study. It is estimated that there are few people these days. I want to recite words. , Can you accompany me?"

"Of course," she said softly, "go to bed early."

"thank you for be my side."

"Why are you so innocent?"

"OK, good night."

"good night."

"Wait!"

"doing what?"

"Kiss me."

Luo Zhi was embarrassed: "...what?"

"Kiss me." He was like a sloppy child, naive but stubborn. Luo Zhi's ears were red from the cold, and the palm of the phone was sweating.

"Mua!" She was heartbroken, and she let out a kissing sound.

She didn't even know if he could hear the kiss in the deafening sound of firecrackers outside.

He should have heard it. Because he said: "Luo Zhi, I like you so much."

In the reading room, Luo Zhi finally picked two film pictorials and sat down. Sheng Huainan was on the opposite side, reaching out from under the wide table to kick her shoes. Luo Zhi looked up and saw his brows furrowed, as if he was reading very seriously.

She kept looking down without moving her head, and then stomped him hard.

The person on the other side burst out loud.

She was wearing a sweetheart-necked black knit sweater. The brand of the new down jacket was stuck on the back of her neck. She couldn't bear it. After a few scratches, she took it off, but she felt cold. She could only put it on again and took a few. A piece of paper towel is placed behind the neck to separate the skin from the logo.

"I'm going to the toilet." Sheng Huainan stood up.

Ten minutes later, Luo Zhi was staring at the introduction of "The World's Top 100 Horror Movies", watching with gusto, suddenly a cold behind his back, and his jacket was taken away.

She raised her head in shock, and saw Sheng Huainan standing behind with a sneer holding a pair of black scissors, snipping the air.

Luo Zhi dropped his shoulders: "It's not that easy to scare me. What are you going to do?"

Sheng Huainan looked at the calm Luo Zhi with some disappointment, took her coat back to his position, and then threw his down jacket over.

"Put it on, don't freeze."

After speaking, he took up the scary black iron scissors, lowered his head and opened Luo Zhi's coat, and began to use the broad scissors blade carefully to open the thin and dense edge of the trademark. Pins.

Luo Zhi opened her mouth slightly, and the temperature from the down jacket made her feel warm.

Falling in love really affects learning. She looked at Sheng Huainan who had pushed the GRE Red Book aside, hugged his down jacket tightly, and just smirked.

"Where did you get the scissors?"

"I borrowed it from the aunt at the lending office. I was so handsome, so she lent it to me without saying a word."

Without looking in the mirror, she knew that she was smiling meanly.

She didn't read the book anymore, so she looked at every movement of him dumbly, clumsy but careful. She felt that she could keep watching like this, and see that the earth was gone.

True happiness is often panic. At a certain moment, Luo Zhi suddenly felt sad, and remembered the story of the window sill that Ye Zhanyan had taken offense. It once made Ye Zhanyan's feelings and prevented her from returning. The map of destiny has been written long ago, the criss-cross arrangement is properly arranged, and the front of cause and effect does not fall. It seems that you have been holding scissors and standing at the right time point, click and cut all the dreams.

Only they knew nothing, and naively thought that they could not fall into the trap.

And how much time does she have? How much time does it give them?

Sheng Huainan took a lot of effort to clean up the coat, threw the clothes at her with an expression of "what's the big deal", and put away the vocabulary book and put it in his schoolbag.

"Go out and play!"

"playing what?"

"Like... setting off firecrackers?"

"pardon?"

"Go! Let's set off firecrackers!"

This person is Sheng Huainan? She felt that she must have admitted the wrong person. Thinking of this, he took things quickly, smiled and touched the neck that was no longer tingling, "Let's go."

But when they bought the firecrackers and walked to a quiet back street with their bags, Sheng Huainan didn't dare to let them go.

Luo Zhi silently watched him holding the lighter bought from the commissary, and cautiously approached the "little bee", because he didn't dare to get too close and couldn't light it after several times.

"You... never let off firecrackers, right?"

Sheng Huainan was a little embarrassed: "That's why I wanted to come over to play. When I was a child, my mother always worried a lot. Life and death did not let me have the opportunity to contact. Besides, there are a lot of news about firecracker injuries and deaths every year, and I also cut this out myself. Think about it."

That's why it is so dumb now. Luo Zhi walked over, took the lighter from him, turned around and smiled sinisterly: "Stand a little longer, look good!"

Sheng Huainan nodded like pounding garlic.

The "little bee" revolved rapidly into the air, and then fell down. Luo Zhi looked at him triumphantly, unsurprisingly, his beautiful eyes were full of pure reverence.

Once, in high school, she worked so tirelessly, hoping to have even one chance to share with him, let him know that there is still a girl in the world who should not be underestimated watching him silently; now it is only because of courage and ability. He set off firecrackers and was admired by him.

Luo Zhi couldn't laugh or cry. She kicked the shriveled "little bee" with her toes, and said half-truth: "Man, thank you very much."

Soon, Sheng Huainan's action of lighting firecrackers was more dignified than her. It seemed to be a shame. He quickly wiped out the remaining firecrackers. With an expression seeking praise, Luo Zhi squeezed his face. .

No matter how good a man is, he always looks like a child, only to show his love. Luo Zhi never wanted to disappoint, let alone be surprised or disappointed.

Whenever she sees him showing a childish side, she always has a gentle emotion in her heart, and she wants to protect this side well, and use her own strength to retain this innocence, even if she is a car, she must try to fight against the cruelty. time.

He hugged her from behind, and the two of them swayed forward together, along the deserted street, stepping on the floor of red firecrackers, not knowing where to go.

"Sometimes I am really worried, you will find that I am not as good as you think."

Luo Zhi smiled, knowing he couldn't see from behind.

"You said, what if one day you find that I'm not working?"

She wondered: "Which way?"

Sheng Huainan's body suddenly stiffened, and it took a while before he said, "Indecent."

Luo Zhi was confused, and it took a long time to understand slowly, and gritted his teeth and said: "Who is nasty? Sure enough, I see what I have in my heart!"

Sheng Huainan restrained the urge to bite her for a long time, and explained lightly: "I mean, if one day, I will no longer be the Sheng Huainan you liked."

Luo Zhizai thought carefully, and did not rush to confess anything.

"I remember that Munken said:'Men express love by bragging, women express love by listening. Once a woman's intelligence grows to a certain level, it is almost impossible for her to find a husband, because when she listens, There must be a mocking voice in my heart.'"

She was reciting word by word carefully, and Sheng Huainan suddenly stopped, turned her shoulders back, and looked at her with a smile: "Thank you, so I can rest assured."

"why?"

"Obviously your intelligence hasn't grown to the point where you can mock me."

Luo Zhi didn't even turn his eyes, and laughed at him with complacency.

"Seriously, I really like to watch you seriously speak some famous celebrities that I don't want to hear at all." He unzipped the zipper of the down jacket and wrapped her in his warm arms.

She put her hands around his waist.

"Why are you asking me this question?"

"I don't know, but I was suddenly flustered. I don't know what you like about me, and I am still worried. If one day I am no longer the Sheng Huainan you admire, what should I do."

"As long as you are still who you are now, even if you are ruined and betrayed by certain things tomorrow, I may be happier, because then, only I like you."

"Really?"

"fake."

"fake?"

"I still hope that the whole world likes you, because you also like the whole world likes you, right?"

Sheng Huainan was amused by her tongue twister: "That's right, right."

"Even so, you can only stay with me."

He laughed: "Well, definitely."

Women really love to say stupid things when they are in love.

Luo Zhi buried his head, almost sleeping in his comfortable arms. In the pale girlhood, those forbearing and slightly bitter memories were like things that happened in another world, too late to say goodbye, and suddenly disappeared.

"After all, I became a vulgar couple." She muttered to herself, not knowing whether it was happy or disappointed.

Sheng Huainan hugged her tightly.

"The happiest thing in the world is to be a vulgar couple with someone who is not vulgar."