Since the National Day holiday is after the typhoon, the school is equivalent to a 10-day holiday.

There are only two people in the family, Li Ling and her mother Lin Liangying, and when Lin Liangying cooks a meal, she will shout at Li Ling to eat, which is one of the few exchanges between them. Lin Liangying likes to watch TV when eating, and Li Ling usually takes the food to the room to eat while reading a book, and occasionally secretly plays with his mobile phone.

The mobile phone was bought by Li Ling after the high school entrance examination, and it took a month or two of living expenses, but a few hundred yuan, not expensive and high-end products, but Li Ling was very happy that she finally had the first mobile phone in her life. She didn't dare to tell Lin Liangying about this, otherwise the mobile phone would have been confiscated.

Lin Liangying's biggest hobby in life is playing mahjong, and after dinner at night, he usually goes to the mahjong shop downstairs to play until eleven or twelve o'clock, and wins a little money from time to time, and on the night of October 3rd, as always.

That day, Li Ling received several QQ messages one after another, and one came from Mo Ziyu at dusk: Today seems to be someone's birthday?

Li Ling suppressed his excitement and waited for Lin Liangying to go out before replying to him: Do you remember?

Stared at the phone screen for several minutes and didn't reply.

The waiting time for news is extraordinarily long, and one minute feels like a summer day.

Mo Ziyu responded after a while: Good memory, hehe.

Li Ling finally mustered up the courage and wrote down word by word: Will you be free later?

Mok Ziyu: I'm free. Some?

Li Ling: Nine o'clock?

Mo Ziyu: I can do both. When the time comes, you can call directly, and I can call you.

Li Ling: Okay, I'll call you.

There are few words of emotion on the screen, but in fact, Li Ling's heart is already turbulent and the waves are rolling. Since I met him at the school gate on the day of school, he gently touched her hair and said that it was cut short again, and she thought about whether to make this call.

At nine o'clock, Li Ling lay on the bed and dialed the number.

It rang twice and it was connected.

Time seemed to stand still for a few seconds, and there was no sound on either side.

Mo Ziyu took the initiative to speak: "Huh, why don't you speak?"

Li Ling pretended to be relaxed and said, "You say it first!"

"Huh, you're not going to call me...... Oh, happy birthday!"

"Thank you!"

“…… What are you doing?"

"I'm going to talk to you. ”

The ear heard Mo Ziyu sneer.

"Next...... You listen to me quietly. Li Ling clenched his other free hand, took a deep breath, his voice trembled slightly, and poured out the secret that had been hidden deep in his heart for a long time, "I often think of you." ”

"There are four words I won't say, but I think you'll understand. ”

"It's just that that's the end of it......"

The other party remained silent and waited for Li Ling to pause for a few seconds before asking, "Finished?"

"Well...... What do you want to say?"

"Hmm...... What does it mean to end here?"

"That's it...... I'll still be good friends in the future. ”

The calmness in Li Ling's tone made Mo Ziyu slightly surprised, and he was speechless for a while.

"How are you doing with her?" asked Li Ling cautiously.

"Broke up. ”

In the third year of junior high school, Mo Ziyu had a girlfriend, and for her he often played basketball, which he was not keen on, and he said that she hoped he would grow taller. After graduation, Li Ling more or less heard the news of their separation, but he was not sure.

"Why?"

"She thought I was naïve. ”

"You're pretty naïve. Li Ling smiled.

Later, the content of the chat gradually changed to Li Ling comforting Mo Ziyu and encouraging him to chase him back bravely if he still liked it.

After hanging up the phone, Li Ling curled the corners of his mouth, feeling that the stone that had been hanging in his heart for a year had finally landed.

She was not sad or depressed, but felt relieved.

This youth drama, which I don't know whether it should be called a two-way secret love or an ambiguous one, came to an end at this moment.

In the early morning of three months ago, when Mo Ziyu was chatting with Li Ling QQ, he told her: I have always liked you.

At that moment, Li Ling's heart seemed to bloom with a grand and brilliant firework.

It wasn't that she didn't feel a little special about her before, he would look at her seriously with those peach eyes at some point, he would tap the back of her head as he walked past her seat, he would ask her if she would come home for the weekend.

They have a common way home, but Li Ling's house is further away. He accompanied her on a tricycle that was quite popular back then, she put the bag in the middle like a three-eight line to separate the two, he obviously looked at the street scene but took advantage of her carelessness to snatch the bag into his arms, kept snickering but did not deliberately get close. A few times, when she was standing at the intersection waiting for the bus, he happened to ride by, and he would raise his eyebrows and ask, "Do you want to take you home?" Although the number of times they have gone home together in the past three years is only a handful, it is interspersed with the teenage years when she began to throb but was ignorant and did not understand love.

Li Ling realized that he had different feelings for Mo Ziyu from other boys when he was in the third year of junior high school. He became her tablemate in the back seat, and the occasional class group discussion, the discussion of difficult problems in self-study, and the chat in leisure time all made this affection grow day by day.

But it didn't take long for him to fall in love, and he could see that he was interested in other girls before, but this time he really confirmed a boyfriend and girlfriend relationship with someone, and she found that only the ridiculous self was trapped in.

She pretended to be calm and asked: How long has it been?

He said, "Three years."

She smiled wryly: You seem to have liked a lot of people in the past three years.

He was very direct: although I will like different people at the same time, I will like you the longest.

Listen, what kind of scumbag quote is this?

Li Ling is happy, because this year's inner drama is not a one-man show of self-pity, and it is nothing compared to his three years of liking himself. But she is also sober, and people who are not suitable should not start, so she teased "You are so good", and responded to this confession vaguely, never telling him what she wanted, until the day she called him, she felt that she could really take away this piece of love.

Is there such a boy who always likes to tease you and quietly pass you notes, and the air seems to be filled with a light and vague atmosphere when he is around.

Is there such a boy who teases you and flirts with other girls, and even their love you have to watch from the sidelines.

Is there such a boy, you know that he is not worth it, but you still can't stop missing.

Closing the diary that recorded a year's thoughts, those pretending to be unintentional looks, unknown entanglements, sleepless tossing and turning all night, scolding oneself, and erasing the tears have all become the past that is no longer mentioned.

Maybe you will still be worried, but one day you will no longer be shy when you look at each other.