Chapter 3 Youth is an insincere wound (3) I only hope that your heart will be like my heart, and I will live up to my love

Entering high school and belonging to different schools, I couldn't help but have less contact with Lin Bin, and only met occasionally. However, although I was not in Chunhui in high school, I heard that He Saike was also there, and I couldn't help but be happy for Lin Bin, and the effort paid off, he was finally able to see her again, and he saw her in a completely different way from when he was in elementary school.

In my opinion, Lin Bin should be very happy and happy. Because he realized his original dream, not only did he go to the best high school in the county and city, but he also went to the same school as her, and caught up with her again.

Maybe he confessed to her again.

One Friday, I suddenly received a strange phone call at home, and when I picked up the voice, I found that the voice on the other end of the phone was extremely familiar, it turned out to be none other than him.

It looks like he just bought a new phone.

When I asked him what he was doing, he only said that he had asked me to meet him, and he didn't say anything about why he had asked me out so suddenly.

I was curious, but I didn't ask him explicitly. And when I learned the location of the appointment, my doubts couldn't help but increase. He didn't make an appointment with me at a certain restaurant or a certain coffee shop, but he made an appointment with me at a small bar in the county.

He's going to drink.

This is the most intuitive thought in my mind after learning about the meeting place.

What can a small bar do but drink?

The next evening, after saying hello to my parents, I arrived at the door of a bar called Starry Sky in the county seat.

Although the faΓ§ade of this bar is not as large as that of the big city bars, it is also very sophisticated and stylish, and the decoration style is unique among the many large and small bars in the whole county.

At the beginning of the day, the neon lights are flashing, which gives people a mysterious and psychedelic feeling.

As soon as I entered the bar, I saw him waving me over. Colorful lights kept moving around his face, flickering and flickering.

When I sat down next to him, I noticed that his appearance had changed a lot from when he graduated from junior high school, not only his hair had grown a lot, but he also had a beard, which gave him a sense of maturity and decadence. Just like those artists who don't stick to form.

At the same time, I felt a melancholy temperament that he invisibly exuded.

Inexplicably, the words decadence and sinking entered my mind.

I was amazed at how he changed.

I want to ask him about his recent life, but I also know his character, and he will take the initiative to say it if he wants to say it, and if he doesn't want to say it, even if someone holds a knife on his neck, it is useless.

I tentatively asked him a few words about his recent studies and recent life, and after seeing that he remained silent, I voluntarily gave up the idea of asking him.

I started talking to him about my old life and about some interesting things in the past. There is no mention of the present, and there is no mention of the future.

And he just opened his mouth to say a few words without a match. He had been drinking, or rather pouring himself all the time, like a helpless child who had been wounded and seeking catharsis.

Later, I stopped talking, but drank with him vigorously and accompanied him to vent his emotions.

Seeing him like this, I knew that he had encountered a huge setback. When he doesn't want to confide in him, that's all I can do as a brother and as a friend.

At the same time, I am also waiting for him, waiting for him to take the initiative to confide in me, to tell those unpleasant things, to tell those sad things, and waiting for him to vomit quickly.

It wasn't until he got drunk, got drunk, and vomited over and over again, that at last, he was very lonely, very decadent, and very painful to tell me the story that had happened to him in the recent period.

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There's such a boy who likes that girl.

Although she hadn't seen her for years, she had always been in his heart.

Although he was not in the same class again, he was happy to learn that she was really in the same school as him.

"Guan Guan Ju Dove, in the river island, fair lady, gentleman. ”

This is the poem he recites when he first confesses his heart to her.

After many years, he bravely expressed his admiration to her again.

"He is cunning and childish, and he doesn't talk to me. Because of Weizi, I can't eat.

He is cunning and childish, and he does not eat with me. Because of Weizi, I can't rest. ”

"How nice it would be if I were fish and you were water;

The water always knows what the fish thinks, because the fish is always in the heart of the water.

How nice it would be if I were fish and you were water;

Water is always dependent on fish, and fish can only die without water.

How nice it would be if I were fish and you were water;

I will never be able to leave you, and you will always have me by your side.

It's a pity that I'm not a fish, and you're not water;

You don't know that I still like you, and maybe, I don't stay in your heart at all.

You never know my love for you, you never know a little me.

If I were a fish and you were water,

Can I swim into your heart?"

"You are a flower, a beautiful, fragrant and pure flower.

I am dust, a filthy, weak, lowly dust.

You shine and shine all the time.

But I can only bloom in the sunshine swept up by the wind for a moment.

I've been told that I can't like you because you'll always be out of my reach.

But you are so beautiful, so fragrant, so obsessive, just like the brightest star in the night sky, the sweetest spring in summer.

I can't help but fall in love with you, I fall in love with you deeply.

I don't want to be able to make an alliance, and I don't want to be wild.

I only hope that when you are at your most beautiful and dazzling, I can fly low beside you, swim among the fragrance of flowers, and laugh and bloom with you.

I only hope that when you are most lonely and sad, I can be by your side, sink in the dirt, and listen to you pour out my heart.

You are the flower, I am the dust.

I can't accompany you to bloom and fall, the four seasons are reincarnated, and the earth is barren.

Maybe a slight breeze will take me away from you.

But in my limited time, I will always be by your side, laughing and tearing with you, lonely and lonely, painful and sad.

Don't ask why.

Because I love you and love you deeply.

Angels fall to earth just for a smile.

Because heaven can never compare to her smiling slightly. ”

"I wish there was such a person,

Bright as the morning sun,

Refreshing as a spring in the mountains,

The gentleman is humble, gentle as jade,

Dressed in white, celadon is like water,

From acquaintance to acquaintance,

From acquaintance to acquaintance,

Always accompany around,

Across one life after another,

Accompanied by dusk after dusk. ”

He wrote a love letter, wrote three poems himself, copied one poem from "National Style", and asked someone to pass it on to her at the cost of listening to Coke.

After the love letter was delivered, he was a little nervous and a little uneasy.

He didn't know if she remembered him, he didn't know if she would look through the words he had put so much effort into writing.

However, he waited for several days without any response. Even if it's just her ruthless rejection of words, ruthless and indifferent words.

Gradually, he began to be disappointed, and gradually, he was very lost.

That night, he lay in bed and tossed and turned for a long time, and he never could sleep. Close your eyes, it's all her. Whether it's in front of you or in your heart......

After entering high school, the figure he saw at a glance of her always lingered in his mind.

It's like being enchanted.

It's crazy.

He felt that she had become his obsession and his obstacle!