Ren Yuxuan surprisingly did not refute, but said worriedly: "Yes, with the same living expenses, people eat meat, and I eat steamed buns." It's not fair! ”

Yu Le smiled: "Come on, it's good to have steamed buns to eat." Give, this 100 yuan for you, eat more delicious food, don't continue to develop the plane! ”

Looking at Yu Le's evil smile, Ren Yuxuan realized that he was joking with his figure again, and immediately said angrily: "You still dare to say it!" ”

She dragged the money into her pocket, and then began to chase Yu Le again.

The afterglow of the setting sun is reflected on the surface of the lake, colorful and colorful.

Two young people chase and laugh, maybe this is youth!

Yu Le lay on the grass by the lake, panting and said, "After sitting for a long time, I really can't run?" ”

Ren Yuxuan sat next to Yu Le and said, "You, if you don't exercise, you will have osteoporosis!" ”

Yu Le shook his head and said: "It's hard to fight in society!" One wrong step is like falling into the abyss, where is the time to exercise? ”

Ren Yuxuan laughed and said: "If you use your pen, you will take a year's salary from others, and you are embarrassed to pretend to sigh in front of me that society is sinister?" ”

Yu Le sighed: "Those who know me are worried about me, and those who don't know me call me fake!" ”

Ren Yuxuan got up and said, "I won't talk nonsense with you." Running sweaty, I'm going to take a shower. Are you going back or staying here? ”

Yu Le replied, "I'll wait later." See you next month! ”

Ren Yuxuan saw Yu Le staring at the glow of the lake, shook his head, and left with a light sigh.

When the glow subsided and the night was dark, Yu Le realized that he had been sitting for nearly an hour.

He just wanted to get up, but he felt that his back was sore and his legs were numb, and he couldn't help but sit on the ground.

Gently massaging his legs and moving his lower waist, he slowly got up.

Pacing slowly by the lake, he searched for spots of light that the night moon poured on the ground through the willow branches, in circles, squares, strips, and all sorts of irregular shapes.

Suddenly, he realized how the fate of life is like this moonlight, formless, and the rules of society are like this leafy willow branch.

In the open space, the moonlight sprinkled smoothly, maintaining its original state. The moonlight under the willow branches is endowed with various forms, just like people's character, like people's identity, just like people's destiny.

Whether it's good or bad, it's impossible to say.

After all, if this tree is cut down, there will be other trees doing the same, and it will never stop!

"Huh?" Yu Le was surprised to see a white shadow by the lake in front of him, looking like the girl he had missed in the evening.

The figure stood silently in the open space between the two trees, the moonlight falling on her hair, and the breeze blew, as if the notes of the moonlight were driving the light lifting of her hair.

Yu Le looked at the beautiful figure stupidly, and whispered:

Moonlight, like a light yarn,

Lightly covering the graceful body.

The wind rises like a beating note,

Drive the long hair to fly.

The water of the lake, like a pearl,

With a bright smile.

Your figure,

Like a tall aspen,

Strong, proud, gentle.

Thy Us,

Like a gently swinging willow branch,

Swaying, soft, beautiful.

Bow a handful of lake water,

The palm of his hand overflowed-

Your sweet smile.

The beautiful figure heard the chanting behind him and looked back.

Yu Le exclaimed in fright:

Oops!

Like a flower - bloom!

The flower here does not refer to the woman who looks back as delicate and beautiful as a flower, but a character in a certain movie on the earth in that group of consciousness.

Yu Le only felt that his emotions were all corrupted.

He roared in his heart: Why do you want to turn your head and destroy the poetry and beauty in my heart? Why do you turn your head and let me fall from the clouds to hell?

The woman said in a rough voice, "Are you chanting a hymn in praise of me?" ”

Yu Le smiled and said, "This classmate, please don't move, keep your mood and state just now." I'll go find a photographer to take two pictures for you. ”

That "like a flower" grinned and smiled happily, who said that the dog's tail grass has no spring?

Look, Prince Charming descended from the sky, and he is a "talented horse" who can write poetry?

Yu Le fled in a hurry.

He walked into the photography studio in the school and said to the staff: "There is a girl in white on the shore of the girls' dormitory by the lake, you can help me take a photo of her back and her eyes, the back photos should be hazy and beautiful, the back photos should be objective and true, wash two sets of photos, how much does it cost?" ”

The staff said, "Fifteen yuan." ”

Yu Le happily took out the money and said, "You guys go quickly, don't let the girl wait." ”

The staff said: "During this time, there are few people, and the photographer will go there immediately. ”

Yu Le said: "You ask the other party's name and class, and when the time comes, give her one set and leave me one." ”

The staff nodded, "No problem." ”

Yu Leqiang endured the strong discomfort in his heart and took a taxi home.

Nima, why does she have a beautiful back but a cruel face? Heavens, what the you are. Eggs!

Back at home, Yule didn't want to do anything because he was in such a bad mood!

After taking a bath, Yu Le lay on the bed, thinking about his parents who were over fifty years old, full of melancholy.

His father, Yu Zhengqing, is a professor of ancient literature and evidence at Imperial Capital University, which belongs to the most lonely discipline in Imperial Capital University, and often fails to recruit a student for several years.

Because ancient literature refers to the literary style before the flourishing of the Oriental Shuo literary style. The study of ancient texts is to study the style, content and characteristics of ancient texts by relying on the excavated fragments and discontextual texts.

Yu Zhengqing gradually lost himself in the ancient literature and could not extricate himself, so that he became more and more unreceptive to the existing literary style.

He forced Yu Le to follow him to learn ancient cultural knowledge, and criticized and ridiculed the near-style poems created by Le, Yu Le finally couldn't bear it anymore and took the opportunity to be admitted to university and moved out of the house.

At first, Yu Le went home once a month to have a reunion dinner with his parents.

It's just that Yu Zhengqing is too stubborn, and the differences between father and son on the road of literature are getting bigger and bigger, and the contradictions finally cannot be bridged.

There was a quarrel, and the father and son finally turned against each other. Yu Zhengqing strictly forbade his wife Tian Meng and Yu Le to meet.

Yu Le is like a lonely ghost, wandering in the campus and wandering in society.

If it weren't for his literary talent, he would have starved to death by publishing poetry in journals and other newspapers.

The severe pressure of life made him have no intention of falling in love at all.

Even if he had a throbbing of his heart, a blur of emotions, and an impulse of desire, he forcibly suppressed it.

Without him, a person's happiness is the simplest, with sunshine, wind, drizzle, rainbow, lake, books, and steamed buns, it is heaven.

He doesn't want to slap his swollen face and become fat, and he doesn't want to force himself to do what he doesn't like, so he simply does it himself, and he is comfortable.

But all the disguises can't deceive yourself.

He secretly vowed that he would become the richest man in the world, even for the rest of his life.