Chapter 7 When will the world see the old color?

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The Mid-Autumn Festival has arrived.

Looking at the appearance of everyone around him who was so busy that his feet didn't touch the ground, Qiu Yi didn't feel it at all. After all, during this period of time, Qiu Yi was still in a state of doing what he should do.

Even on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, everyone was waiting for the party to start, and Qiu Yi also took the time to go to the library.

Sitting quietly and reading a book for a while, Qiu Yi calculated the time, and then got up to go to the auditorium without hurrying.

At eight o'clock, the party officially began.

Students from all grades and classes have taken their seats, and the noise that has been going on and on the go is gradually calming down.

Qiu Yi and the dormitory sisters were sitting together and whispering, and when they looked up, they saw a person holding a microphone and walking to the middle of the stage.

"Tsk, this is that Shen Xinyu. ”

The second lady, Lin Ting, raised her eyelids, and the undisguised mockery spread out on her eyebrows.

Zhuang Mo and Su Ya didn't say anything, Qiu Yi looked at it, and didn't speak.

But I added in my heart that I was my rival.

Since confirming his intentions, Qiu Yi can be said to have done everything possible to collect the romantic history of He Zhi.

Ahem, it's a concern.

After all, knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent is the only way to survive a hundred battles.

And this Shen Xinyu is one of the best, and he is also the president of the legendary Gufeng Society, and he is the pretty woman who vows not to marry a poor scholar.

The first time Qiu Yi saw her was under the poplar tree at the entrance of the library.

It was a sunny day and the wind was light. A couple standing under a tree looked very compatible.

Qiu Yi thought, what did he say when he saw this picture? Oh, a talented woman. At that time, she thought to herself.

This will make the son recall that Qiu Yi has a feeling of slapping in the face.

Fortunately, the child has a thick skin, and he is not afraid of being embarrassed even if his face is swollen.

Fortunately, no one knows about this earth-shaking turning point.

Shen Xinyu on the stage was interacting with the classmates in the audience elegantly and decently, the party had entered the climax, and when each class took turns with its own specialty programs, Qiu Yi had seen enough, and cautiously stole out of his seat.

Qiu Yi, who was bent on his waist, bumped into Lu Junchen, who came back from the bathroom, when he was about to walk to the door of the auditorium.

"Qiu Yi, what are you doing here?"

Lu Junchen blocked the door, looking at the sneaky Qiu Yi unexpectedly.

Qiu Yi straightened up, looked back around, and saw that everyone was still immersed in the excitement of the show, and no one noticed this episode. Qiu Yi said helplessly, "It's too noisy, go out for a walk." ”

Before the words fell, Lu Junchen excitedly grabbed his hand and said, "Don't, it's just time to come to He! Let's take a look!"

Qiu Yi turned around, and the lights on the stage were slowly moving with the young man.

Bright as a jade tree, beautiful as a zhilan.

She saw him take the microphone from her, and the two stood together, laughing and talking.

Somehow, Qiu Yi suddenly closed his eyes.

The scene on the stage seemed to prick her nerves and forced her to temporarily isolate it all.

At the age of sixteen, the girl may not understand at this time.

The word love in this world, once it is contaminated, there will be a lot of emotions that have never been experienced.

At this moment, the little head is being mercilessly torn apart by the emotion called jealousy.

Even if you know a little more than your peers, you understand how bad the colorful world in front of you is.

But the heart is still there, and it doesn't change in the slightest with your superficial intelligence.

Just like now, you see that Qiu Yi is obviously controlled by jealousy, but deep down in his heart, he vaguely hears a voice saying that the girl on the stage who is smiling and smiling is very good.

She admitted in her heart that she was a rival in love and was very good.

Suddenly, the applause in my ears like a thunderstorm quickly rang out.

Qiu Yi opened his eyes, only to see everyone get up and leave one after another.

At the end of the song, someone suddenly patted Qiu Yi on the shoulder, "Classmate, are you Qiu Yi?"

Qiu Yi turned around and looked at the boy in front of him with a puzzled face, puzzled, "Are you looking for me?"

Hearing Qiu Yi's admitting question, the boy grinned happily, and then stretched out his hand a little restrainedly, "Hello, my name is Zhong Guoqiang." ”

Qiu Yi's face was stunned for a moment, shocked by the name of the young man in front of him, and he couldn't help laughing because of his face.

He said, "Classmate, the person who named you is a party member, right?"

I don't have time to think about what happened to this boy coming to find her, Qiu Yi looked at the boy in a serious tone, but the smile in her eyes that couldn't be hidden exposed her bad taste.

Zhong Guoqiang touched the back of his head, looked at Qiu Yi's hard-working smile and said, "You can see this? My grandfather is a party member." ”

Qiu Yi nodded as expected, thinking, no wonder, but this grandfather is also the master of a pit grandson!

After a while, Qiu Yi asked the boy, "Do you have anything to do with me?"

Back to the topic, the boy looked happy and excited again, and he said to Qiu Yi, "We are at the same level, and I am in the third class." I read your article when I last presented the winning work after the Downtown Speech Contest!"

As if recalling the feeling at that time, the boy continued, "What impresses me the most is that sentence: You see that the whole autumn day is lonely, and the sky and the earth are silent. Yellowed dead leaves flutter down, and delicate flowers return to dust. Don't talk, wait for the coming year. Even if the new sprouts and the re-issued Rui'er can't see the appearance of the last year, they can be regarded as returning to their respective places and filling the vacancy. There is no need to regret it, an unrecognizable reunion, even if it is unsatisfactory, is a reunion in the end. Rejoice. ”

The boy read it out with emotion, and Qiu Yi listened to it.

She remembered it, and she also remembered that when she was writing this sentence, what she thought in her heart was that she was sad when she left people's hearts.

She thought, if the reunion is not satisfactory, then why do it again?

What she thinks is that since ancient times, autumn has been sad and lonely, and it has never been a human heart.

Qiu Yi looked at the boy's inexplicable excitement, wondered, and asked, "What are you happy about?"

The performance of the parties who are not salty or light is like a basin of cold water falling from the sky, which extinguishes the enthusiasm of Zhong Guoqiang.

"Because it's well written, it's like saying that all the incompleteness is not necessarily a pity, maybe it's just another form of consummation. Zhong Guoqiang said dejectedly.

Qiu Yi said lightly, "You are right, this is what I want to express." ”

Zhong Guoqiang's mood is like a spark that is about to be extinguished, a breeze blows and rekindles.

"Yes, yes, that's why I've always wanted to get to know you, but I've never had a chance to meet you!"

Qiu Yi was amused by this boy whose face changed as fast as turning a book, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Classmate Zhong Guoqiang, you are so cute!"

blindly pursuing the beauty of this world, that serious appearance, makes Qiu Yi have the illusion of meeting his previous life.

She has also stumbled, always believing in the mercy of this world.

"Xiaoyi, being in a unique position may not be able to get the favor of the same unique one. So you know, you don't have anything to be proud of, and there's nothing to be proud of......"

Little Qiu Yi's eyes widened, she didn't understand why the old man didn't give her a warm feeling when he smiled so lovingly.

She didn't know what indifference was, but she could vaguely feel an emotion that the other party wanted to convey to her in her small mind.

The child was so sensitive, and nodded obediently, "Grandma, I know!"

I see.