Chapter Ninety-Eight

When I entered the life of No. 2 Middle School, I can only use one word to describe "dire straits", I have no love from my parents, and I can only live in the school's humble dormitory.

There is no TV, no music, no idol dramas, and my life is simply not the same world. There was only a bunch of nerds studying day and night.

In the two months since the beginning of school, I have endured all kinds of hardships, but I have never seen Yichen. Because I live on campus, I got a mobile phone early, but I still asked for my father's number. I don't have any phone and the tiny phone is empty.

When I saw Yichen again, it was the best top class in school. That day, the teacher couldn't find anyone to send the materials, so he asked me to go over, and at that time, Yichen was reporting to the teacher about the class, and he seemed to have become a member of the study committee.

Yichen was very surprised when he saw me, and couldn't help but head up twice. I smiled softly, shyly, as if to say, "We have met." ”

"Let's go back."

The teacher seemed impatient when he saw me, and had to admit that I was notoriously blacklisted by the school, and few people wanted to talk to me.

I nodded, glanced at Yichen again, and accepted the teacher's contempt frankly, and my heart was sweet.

The peach blossoms in my heart rippled, I was 16 years old at the time, I took my ID card, although the Internet café still didn't admit it, but I had long regarded myself as a little adult.

Unconsciously, the morning two have quietly prevailed in the second middle school, especially in my class, one-on-one, secretly carrying the teacher's footsteps, conveying affection.

I'm 16 years old, and I'm a pretty girl at school, and in addition to my big personality, I still get a few love letters from time to time. A large number of tired classmates gave up their studies, and the isolation of me was not so serious.

I was secretly glad that it was until I was 17 years old.

It was a sunny afternoon, and I had just gotten up from my desk, thinking about nothing else but Yichen's face. He happened to be holding a book and walking past the door of our class. I was sitting by the back door, it was hot, the back door was open, and I poked my head out and met Yichen's face.

I don't know what I was doing, but he patted me on the head with a quick speed, just like when he was a child, and then quickly disappeared from my sight.

"Mu Qing, do you know him? He has a super good academic performance, and he has a lot of admirers. ”

The person who spoke was Xiao Tao, whose nickname was given by me, and he didn't study at school to the same extent as me. As the saying goes, we smelled alike, and we soon came together.

I wanted to admit it, but I shook my head. I'm about to turn eighteen years old, and I want to give myself this affection as a gift.

On my 18th birthday, the sun was still shining, and I finally trotted to catch up with Yichen's footsteps from school.

"Another one."

The classmates around Yichen couldn't help but sigh, they are eighteen years old, and everyone is not an ignorant child.

"Stupid, I haven't been out of school yet, where is the stationery store, take me there."

I didn't blink my eyes and panicked, I didn't have the courage to confess, but I still hoped that we could walk together for a while, a short period was enough.

Yichen's expression seemed a little embarrassed, and I seemed to understand what he meant. Good student, the study committee member, is naturally afraid that the small actions will be targeted by the teacher, or the discussion of classmates, but he still stubbornly walked with me to the school gate not far away.

Part5: Why don't you say it earlier, your circle didn't have me that day, I tasted the sweetness, and I learned to be dead.

Every day, a "stupid guy" was ambushed near their classroom, and only he explained that we were just children, and I was just laughing.

"Can you not come over every day, don't you study?"

Perhaps, I was wrapped tightly, and Yichen finally broke out. That day, the weather was cloudy, and he was angry at me for the first time.

It's not so much that he is angry, but rather he doesn't look at me with that kind of hatred of iron and steel, as if trying to prove to me how rubbish and transparent I am at school.

I reluctantly pulled the corners of my mouth, if it had been before, I would have rushed up and tried my best to whip him. This time I endured it, laughing at it so far-fetched, so embarrassing.

It wasn't until I saw it with my own eyes that Yichen took out a set of exercises from his schoolbag and called the name of the girl in front of me, and I knew for the first time that the girl's name was Lin Ling, who was the president of their class, and she was excellent in character and learning. I heard that Yichen often walks with her, and the two are good partners.

These things are all known to Xiao Tao, and they are all false, and I don't know if the Tao is true or false.

But in my heart, they are so dazzling, so compatible. Although I didn't think Lin Ling was better than me, I really gave up.

That day, I cried for a long time during class, lying on the table and crying secretly, unable to lift my head.

I don't know what early love is, but I tasted broken love before it. This is the most beautiful gift that God has given to me, an 18-year-old girl who is still looking for a tune.

I didn't want to do anything else, I just wanted to point at Yichen's nose and scold fiercely, "Why don't you say it earlier, your circle doesn't have me, let me break in so hard." ”

It's just that I'm a coward, and I choose silence. Even when I had a pair of walnut eyes and ran into him in the hallway, I wanted to avoid it.

Unfortunately, my phone fell to the floor. Yichen lowered his head to help me pick it up, and asked in a low voice, "Has the phone number changed?" ”

I shook my head, wondering if he understood, and hurried away. A troubled girl like me, who doesn't want to be seen at school, doesn't want to bother him, not at all.

People are really contradictory animals, how can I describe receiving a text message from Yichen in the bedroom, it is so overjoyed.

He just sent a "in" word, I typed a string of texts, deleted it, changed it, and really hated my own language and literature was not good, but I only replied with a "um" after the worst.

It's ridiculous, Yichen said that he has regarded me as a good friend since he was a child, and scolded me that day to let me not be angry.

My heart was warm, I didn't know what to say, but this mood changed because of his words later.

He said that he liked a girl in his class, who had good grades and was excellent. He also said that he was going to risk early love, and sent a message, but the other party did not reply.

I don't know how I replied to the last text message, but from that day on, I hated myself for not being able to be a good person.

Maybe it was my outbursts that scared Momo, it was Saturday and it was just the two of us in the dorm. I was not afraid of going back to my father's scolding, and smashed my phone to pieces, as if I was going to completely break off my friendship with Yichen.

From that day on, I worked hard for the second time, and there were still two months before the college entrance examination, which was not too late. Watching my grades go up, I smiled, I didn't expect that the two times I worked hard in my life were for the same person.