Waiting For The Wind Warming Up To Kiss You

Xu Xingchun couldn't help but smile, his face looked tired and handsome, and the dimples on the side of his face were slightly sunken.

Soon, the smile faded. He slightly touched Fu Xueli's hair, eyes, bridge of nose, lips, and then to his chin. Observe this face carefully.

Not sure if this is a beautiful dream.

Many pictures flashed in my mind.

As for many years, he has always done dreams about her.

Occasionally, Xu Xingchun is also waiting, waiting for his fascination with Sydney to disappear.

Such infatuation often makes him lose himself and even embarrass him.

It's just been many years. As long as he has everything to do with Fu Xueli, he still can't suppress the longing he has cultivated since he was young.

Recalling his childhood, childhood and adolescence, he sometimes couldn't tell how deformed his family was. Since childhood, his father died. From his mother's mouth, he didn't even know whether his father was a policeman or a criminal.

In his memory, that beautiful woman is always in great pain. All her love was given to a man, so she poured all the rest of her pain on the young Xu Xingchun.

That memory is actually blurred, like a nightmare. Just remember at every dinner table, sleep night. Anytime, anywhere, she covered her cold-yu-like face with her hands, and hot tears fell between her fingers. While Xu Xingchun whispered in his ear, abused him, then abused himself.

His mother was seduced by a middle school teacher at the age of 14, and was kicked out of the house by her father at the age of 20. Later, I ran into Xu Xingchun's father.

That man injected a period of light into her life, but later, with his death, it made her give up completely.

When Xu Xingchun was a child, because he couldn't feel the sincere sense of security and love, he was always bored and afraid of his mother who didn't understand him.

That childhood was dark and desperate.

He thought that if he could escape, he would definitely escape without hesitation.

He tried his best to control himself.

Xu Xingchun knew that he was not a person who could make people feel good.

He hates being a monster in the eyes of others, facing those strange gazes, so he makes himself normal, and even rely on a useful brain to become the best person in school.

Since when, in the bright sun, he can laugh at anyone and be indifferent to their offenses. Keep the gentleness on the surface, and hide the flawed personality, but at a distance from everyone else.

The appearance of Fu Xueli was the first and only person who could make Xu Xingchun feel happy.

For the first time in the week after being in the same class with her, he was confessed by a group of gangster girls in other classes, who took her brother with him. Stand in place indifferently. The shadow of Xu Xingchun's eyebrows and eyes was deep, and he stood patiently on the podium as their background board. But in fact, he has a slight addiction to cleanliness and dislikes the touch of people around him. I don't think it is clean, and I don't even want to be touched by that girl.

Later, Fu Xueli kicked open the door of the classroom, holding a broom in her hand, with a slightly domineering attitude, her face seemed to shimmer. It is beautiful to hold people down.

Although a little pitiful, Fu Xueli was indeed Xu Xingchun, the first person to stand up and defend him.

In essence, he was dull, but then he gradually realized that he had been uncontrollable and paid more and more attention to Fu Xueli.

He finally realized that only she could make him feel his heartbeat.

At the same time, I also found that I had been unconsciously long ago and was inevitably affected by my mother. Only love someone in a deformed way.

For the first time, she took the initiative to kiss him.

The kiss ended quickly, but it instantly robbed Xu Xingchun from all his attention. She carried the innocence and beauty that was not deep in the world, and he was completely absurd, only struggling slightly, and from then on, he fell into the trap she randomly arranged.

Xu Xingchun knew that he was hopeless, but what he didn't know was. For Sydney, kissing is just an indifferent joke with others.

For a long time, Fu Xueli was too selfish in personality, he was not merciful at all, lacked sympathy for others, and didn't put the self-esteem of others in his eyes.

The first to bear the brunt is Xu Xingchun. Fu Xueli had a direct escape and disgust towards the paranoia that Xu Xingchun showed in his eyes.

The loneliness that penetrated into the bone marrow caused Xu Xingchun to be completely confused from time to time. He wished that Fu Xueli could completely fall in love with him. This kind of difficult fantasy tortured him in every possible way and disrupted all his sense of measure.

For a long time, Xu Xingchun was in panic in junior high school, enduring mental torture, and was on the verge of being overwhelmed. He likes to disguise himself so much, that he is gentle and affectionate.

So I am afraid that one day these concealments will be exposed. Selfish and terrifying possessiveness, completely different from him, will make Fu Xueli's eyes look similar to disgust.

Maybe she escaped from him from the beginning to have all the unfettered life she likes.

But it was too late.

Both knew that it was too late.

The original fantasy finally went round and round, and after many years, in such a late night, she said plainly.

Fu Xueli is still the face in memory, without the powder, like a newborn baby, still clean and beautiful. He touched it casually.

She bit her lip like defeat, with a genuine guilt in her voice, "Xu Xingchun, I'm sorry for wasting you so many years."

Xu Xingchun looked back at her silently in the night.

How many years does it matter?

Besides Fu Xueli, who can he fall in love with?

How he likes her eyes.

Like a cold star in the sky, crushed ice melted in strong wine.

She just glanced at him accidentally when she was in junior high school. He never forgot.