It is said that if you love someone, you can't help but want to give her the best things. But often she doesn't care about these at all, but on the contrary, the less her lover asks, the more the other party wants to give. Because no one wants to watch the person they love suffer, even if she doesn't need it, she has to be given the right to choose. Let her at least get the respect of others, this is what Han Yu wants to do for Yi Lu. He himself suffered in silence for all the hard work he couldn't tell Yi Lu, even if he would pay a lot for it, he didn't care.

Han Yu silently told himself that no matter what the price was, he must complete this idea, he didn't want Yi Lu to suffer with him and be laughed at. He was going to change the situation, but at this time, Han Yu didn't know how treacherous the road ahead was. He yearns for those challenges, he dares to innovate, but it is possible that what he likes is different from everyone else, so that he is often looked down upon by others, and others cannot understand Han Yu's approach.

They think that Han Yu is a nerd, but in fact, Han Yu is just pursuing a more noble one, and he wants to put himself in the shoes of the ancients to understand the thoughts of the ancients. He wants to change or infect the people around him, to open the door to history, to explore the mysteries of history. It is a happy thing to be immersed in the rolling currents of history, and history can tell us the answer in advance. Tell us the wisdom of the ancients and draw on the experience that can only be obtained in time.

Han Yu and Yi Lu got off the bus and walked in the direction of the school. The reflection of the double shadow under the neon is particularly warm, the long cold feather is short is Yi Lu, just like this, Yi Lu will say witty words for a while, and run around, like a little girl who has not yet reached adulthood. Yi Lu dragged him towards the school, and after a while he was under the door of the women's dormitory. Yi Lu turned around and reluctantly said goodbye to Han Yu, "I'm very happy today, you go back and pay attention to it, and when it's safe, send me a message, okay?" Han Yu didn't answer, he just watched her quietly walk back to the dormitory, Yi Lu just stepped on the threshold, hesitated for a while, suddenly turned around, and ran towards Han Yu quickly. On the left side of Han Yu's face, Yi Lu's red lips were reflected, and his hands were gesturing with what looked like a strange pattern, "Han Yu, you are mine, refill." Han Yu said loudly, "Go back and go to bed early, I'm going to bring your fragrant lips into my sleep too, haha." Hearing this, Yi Lu blushed and ran into the dormitory quickly. Looking at her like this, it really made Han Yu laugh, and watched Yi Lu disappear from view. Han Yu shook his head, with a light smile on the corner of his mouth, and said to himself, "What a stupid girl." ”

After sending Yi Lu Han Yu was about to go back to the dormitory, he suddenly remembered that he had to buy something to eat and bring it back, otherwise they would have to say that he was "heavy on color and light on friends", Han Yu walked to the supermarket, took a few food and drinks, put them in a bag and walked towards the dormitory.

Maybe the only time for Han Yu to think quietly is the way back to the dormitory, the starry sky at night is extraordinarily gorgeous, occasionally passing by a few pedestrians, everyone looks at each other and smiles, this period of time is the quietest moment, Han Yu likes to think quietly. Stop-and-go and park the songs leisurely, this has become the most comfortable time for Han Yu. The yellowing street lamps, the neat plane trees, and the broken stars and moon are in the same realm with oneself, and this satisfaction is the sublimation of another spiritual world.

After walking through the dormitory, Han Yu adjusted his mood, because he knew that he would inevitably receive "condolences" from the old brothers when he went back, and when he walked up the stairs, he heard Zhou Yang's deafening laughter, scolding, playful, and extremely lively. Opening the door, Han Yu said loudly, "Brothers, I'm back." Before the words fell, suddenly a pillow rushed to his face, fortunately, Han Yu reacted quickly enough to dodge a pillow.

Han Yu scolded with a smile: "It's a shame that I'm kind enough to bring you food, so treat me like this" Zhou Yang saw the food in Wang Hanyu's hand, and suddenly changed his face and smiled: "Haha, it's still Brother Wang's credit, why are you so polite, come, come, I'll help you carry it, don't get tired." After speaking, he smiled and took the food away and shared it with everyone.

Tian Jin smiled and said, "How about it, is there any new progress today, I'm back so soon," Han Yu smiled, "It's okay, the progress is going well, but the time flies too fast, haha, it's not enjoyable enough." There was a sigh in the bedroom, and Tian Jin said with a smile: "It seems that people with ink in their stomachs can brag and say something different, which is different from ordinary people." There was a burst of laughter in the bedroom, even Han Yu was amused, Han Yu dragged off his coat and was about to go to wash before he remembered that he had promised to go back and talk to Yi Lu, picked up his mobile phone and sent her a message, chatted a few words, and was ready to wash up and sleep.

Han Yu lay on the bed with a lot of thoughts, and all kinds of sorrows came to his heart. That was what Han Yu wanted to say to Yi Lu the most, but he couldn't tell her now.

If life is only as first seen, the yellowed fallen leaves are scattered.

I don't know what I'm supposed to say, but I silently did what I promised, what I promised you. It's not perfect, but I have a clear conscience, and you say I'm not good enough for him to treat you that well. But I don't want to admit that a boy's primary responsibility lies with the courage and ability to love and protect his girl, and that's not all. After all, life is diverse and unexpected, and being willing to pick stars for you and having stars willing to give are two concepts. Only if you know something about all aspects of your life, are willing to share it for you, and have the ability to do so. Boys have the confidence to communicate well when they get along with your parents in the future, so that you can live an easy life, and the boredom of firewood, rice, oil and salt in the future is not as simple as imagined.

It's better to understand you than to be good to you, you don't have to come as usual and don't have to go in a panic, and believe that the general words of emotions will be very bad, and the changes of people will come faster. Respect is actually the core, and if the effort is not proportional, there will always be a party that is indebted.

Maybe I don't know what it means to be good to people, but I know that only by being a better version of myself can I make those who care about me happy. I met you and learned a lot of knowledge beyond books, we don't have a common language, but I'm willing to learn that. I think that's probably what you said later that loving someone would become a psychopath, and I don't want to lose you. Never!

(Youth stories are expensive and have regrets, but I want to be more than I hope not to regret working hard to have your own love, manage your feelings well, don't have to grind for some good things, and don't have to be rusty for trivial things in life.) How dare boys be mediocre, no one likes ordinary, but not everyone will be rich. As long as we don't forget the original intention of going forward and fighting, she deserves better happiness. ）