Touching his fingertips to the keys, imagining his fingers beating actively, a boy like him playing the piano must be too... Let's be in style.

In the future, when he has the opportunity in the future, will he play and sing a song for a girl he likes?

But today I was playing and he didn't come!

I looked at almost everyone's face and swept every corner in the background, but there was no sign of him.

Did he forget?

I wanted to give up the game, but the teacher said that it represented the honor of the school and should not be taken lightly. So the teacher found a transfer student and I to play with four hands, what is Liu's.

At first, I made a lot of mistakes, and my head was messed up and I didn't know what I was thinking, but then I barely found the tone, and I smiled at Liu's far-fetched paleness, as long as it wasn't him, it made no difference to anyone.

But what makes me mind is that when I play the piano, my hands will touch with Liu, and I don't like it very much.

I don't know when I can't accept a boy other than him touching me, of course, he's the only boy who has touched me so far.

I won't forgive him, this scoundrel released me again, I don't pay attention to him anymore.

……

He hadn't been seen by me for a week since that piano competition, and all the resentment towards him was intense... Thoughts are diluted.

Thinking about the design with a pencil on paper, and falling down the pen is indeed his countenance, cold, gentle, scoundrel... This is already the fourth, and the hand is completely uncontrollable.

I was so annoyed that I wanted to tear it up, but it was unlucky for him to tear up the portrait, so I rolled up pieces of paper with his face on it and wiped them in a bamboo tube on my desk.

When he was painting the fifth picture, a voice sounded coldly from behind, "Tongtong, who is this boy?" ”

I was startled, I painted his sexy/sensual lips crookedly with the wrong hand, a little annoyed but more shy, I hurriedly blocked the portrait with the book at hand, turned around and complained to grandma, "Grandma, why did you enter my room without knocking?" ”

Grandma said, "I knocked, but you didn't hear me." Tongtong, who is this, it looks good, could it be the boy you like, Tongtong is also a girl? ”

My grandmother has always been improper, and I was ashamed, "Grandma, what are you talking about, I'm only 17 years old today." ”

Grandma said, "What's wrong with being 17 years old, I married your grandfather at the age of 18 and gave birth to your father at the age of 20." ”

My face burned, who... Whoever is going to marry him, who... Who's going to have a baby with him, he... He thought of beauty.

He's ignoring me now!

After my grandmother left, I put away all his portraits, and I opened my favorite book of poetry.

flipped a few times at will, and was swept away by the sentence in the "Drumming" chapter in "Shao Feng", "Death and life are broad, and Zicheng said; Holding the hand of the son, growing old with the son" attracted, and I marked it with a red pen.

He took out a pencil and drew on the paper again, this time with a big hand holding a small hand, with ten fingers interlocked.

I wrote "gift xxx" in the back, but then I tore his name again, maybe where he is going to pick up girls now, how can he be worth it like this?

But, but I... Really like him.

A few days ago, I saw my mother and grandmother weaving concentric knots for my aunt's daughter who was about to get married, and I also learned to weave one and treasure it in the cabinet by my bedside.

The concentric knot is the meaning of eternal knot concentric, tying the knot, I think... I want to make a promise to him to stay for life and meet in whitehead, I think... I want to hold hands with him and grow old together.

Hey, hey, xxx, you provoked me first, you won't want me, will you?

……

After another two weeks he still didn't show up, and I knew I had no shame, so I went to his university today and asked his classmates about him.

His classmates said that he took a month's off from school to do accounts for a certain company.

So I found the company without eating at noon, and through the floor-to-ceiling window, I saw that the employees of that company were eating, and he was among them.

He was having dinner with a girl in a bohemian yellow dress, who had a nice figure and a beautiful face, and they talked and laughed and talked happily.

I don't know how I got back to school, and I spent the afternoon in a daze.

When I was studying in the evening, Liu came to chat with me, and I could see that Liu would deliberately approach me after that piano competition, but I have always ignored Liu.

But tonight I sat with Liu, who is very interested in jewelry design, and it is not difficult to talk together.

Hmph, if he doesn't want me, I won't be rare!

……

Another week and a half passed, and today he appeared.

At that time, Liu and I were sitting on the lawn talking about Tiffany &Co, and I could see him in the distance almost at a glance.

My first reaction was to get up and stay away from Liu, I was afraid that he would misunderstand. But when I think of the scene I saw in the floor-to-ceiling window that day, and the fact that he had been with that girl for a month, I felt uncomfortable.

What else did he come to me for, was he tired of that girl and teasing me again?

I immediately raised a bright smile at Liu, Liu was stunned, yes, I haven't kept a proper distance from Liu for more than a week, and talked about design with him strangely and alienated.

I watched him stand by the tree for a long time, and he didn't come.

I was angry, and after saying goodbye to Liu, I turned around and left.

He came with me," Xia Tong," he grabbed my arm and handed me a delicate jewelry box, "Xia Tong, this is for you." ”

He treated me like a little girl again, and he left me for so long, without any explanation, and just threw me a candy to coax me.

I was about to throw the jewelry box at him, but he turned around and left, and he didn't seem happy.

Why is he unhappy, is it because of Liu? But last time in the local restaurant so many girls liked him, he rode a bicycle to others, he was with that girl for a month, I didn't get angry at him.

When I got home, I opened the jewelry box, and inside was a string of red bean chains.

The red bean chain is really beautiful, I like it so much.

I counted 32 red beans on the chain, and I carefully rubbed each red bean to see what they looked like.

There are many white dots on the first red bean, a total of 134, the second one seems to have a cyan pebble-like thing inside, and the third one has a beautiful shape, like a heart...

However, I prefer the red rope weaving method of stringing red bean stones, and the narrow triangular edges are all delicate lace. I showed it to my grandmother, who said that this was a unique weaving method of the Tianshan people in southern Xinjiang, and it was difficult to learn.

Heh, could this be that he knitted it for me with his own hands?

Well, for the sake of this red bean chain, I'll forgive him first, but he has to cut ties with all the girls and like only me!

Also, I want to tell him a secret, not long ago I saw my mother knitting a scarf for my father, and I knitted one for him myself, I don't know what color he likes, but I think black suits him very well.

If he can always be nice to me, when I turn 18, I will give him a scarf.

……

At noon today, he still followed me to the local restaurant, but after he left, something happened that made me angry.

The girl he had provoked at that company came to me, and she said a lot of nasty things to me, and I slapped her on the spot.

Of course, she didn't show weakness, and we fought together.

I was so angry that I hit hard, but I had no experience in beating people at all, and she immediately got the upper hand, she tore off a few handfuls of my hair and pinched me twice.

As I burst into tears, she kicked me again before she let go of mine.

I won't tell anyone, when I watched her walk in front arrogantly with her hips twisted, I saw a stinky sludge ditch next to her, I quickly got up and rushed over, "plop" and "ah" scream, and she was knocked into the ditch by me.

Then I ran away with a smile on my face.

Well, I hope he will never know about it so that he will never discover my dark side.

But, hey, xxx, do you know, I got angry and beat her today not because she told me that my body and face are not as good as hers, I am simply weak compared to her, nor is it that she slanders me for only pretending to be a boy all day long, and it is not that she threatens me to leave you, but she says - you are a poor boy with no father and mother, no money and no power, if you climb her house, then you can soar.

Who would have no father or mother, could it be that they jumped out of the cracks in the stones? I heard that your parents are not here and have been living with your grandmother, you must also miss your parents, and you will be sad and sad, right?

Who else is born with money, and we can earn it in the future if we don't have money, I believe in your ability. Besides, if you don't have the ability, will that rich lady take a fancy to you?

XXX, I have to complain about your aesthetics here, that girl has no connotation, no education and is very wild, what do you like about her?

She doesn't understand you, doesn't love you, doesn't love you, what's better about her than me?

But don't worry, I've already driven her away for you, and you're going to be dedicated to me in the future!

I will also be loyal to you, I will not sue you, tonight Liu asked me to meet on the playground, I went, he rushed up to kiss me when he saw me, and I quickly gave him a slap.

By the girl's anger at me, I beat him without sparing.

xxx, let's go on like this, I'm almost 18 years old, I'm about to take the college entrance examination, I will give you whatever you want.

……

Today I met his grandmother.

It was on the way out of school, and he was tugging and hugging me again, and I was shaking him off, when suddenly I heard him call "grandma".

This meeting was too hasty, and I didn't know if my hair ornaments were messy, and I didn't know if my grandmother saw me dumping his grandson, so I bent down first and called "grandma".

My grandmother was very nice, invited me to dinner, and asked me about my studies.

My grandmother also told me a lot of good things about him, but I don't need to say it to my grandmother, I know everything.

Would I like him if he wasn't good?

At that time, I was thinking, in the future, I will be with him... My grandmother and my grandmother will definitely get along very well.

The pentagram I folded in a plastic tube tonight was finally full of a thousand, and I put them all in a wishing bottle. I just made a wish, and my wish is-

The years can't take away all the good times, and he is still by my side many years later.

PS: I can't hold it when I write it for a while, so I will give away 200 words for free!