After that, she didn't call again, and I, after sobering up, realized that something was wrong with my inexplicable anger, and on the same day, braved the rain and went to the new campus. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Help him move her luggage out of the junior's dormitory, and treat the junior and his classmates to dinner.

During the banquet, the strange smile of the junior brother made me furious, I knew what he meant, it was nothing more than nothing more than to be courteous and courteous, either a traitor or a thief.

At the end, we parted ways, didn't say much, just turned around and left.

For a long time after that, I never heard from her again, and I, entering my junior year, participated in internships organized by the school while taking heavy professional classes, and wrote tens of thousands of internship reports day and night. There wasn't a trace of free time that allowed me to stay.

Soon, the weather turned cold, the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday ended, and the eleventh holiday ended. I, on the other hand, have been in retreat in the dormitory. Concentrate on cultivation. In the hope of being able to take a few more certificates.

"Why? I'm in the main department, come out and gather together. Bai Xin's phone call came on the afternoon of the last day of the eleventh long holiday.

When I was still tinkering with my MCU that had been tortured countless times in the dormitory, I put down the circuit board, turned on my phone, and saw the QQ message

I made a phone call.

"Why did you come here alone, don't spend much time with your boyfriend during Golden Week."

"He.... His foot is twisted, he can't accompany me, do you have anything to do, go shopping with me. ”

"I'm here, there's a bug that hasn't been fixed, or forget it, you can go alone."

"What do you mean? You're big now, and your aunt can't make an appointment with you now, right? ”

"No, no, I'm mainly afraid of others misunderstanding, you said that on the street, I was bumped into by your boyfriend's acquaintance, and you said he was going to beat me, who do you help? I will not be involved in your affairs.

"Three minutes, downstairs in your dorm." After saying that, she hung up the phone.

Helplessly, I put down the task in hand. I changed my clothes and went out.

Walking out into the street, I didn't say a word. She chattered to me about her adventures along the way.

I chimed in, and the atmosphere was awkward.

At the end of the day, I was sitting on pins and needles, wandering down the street, as if there were thousands of eyes staring at me, very uncomfortable.

"Why don't I invite you to a movie?" In order to avoid wandering the street again, I proposed to go to the movies.

She readily agreed, and I breathed a sigh of relief. Finally, there is no need to follow her blindly in front of everyone, and when she can't keep it, it will lead to death.

In that movie, Huang Bo's "Heart Flower Road", we looked at a pair of living treasures across the screen, and they had adventures and funny encounters during their travels. It also seems to reflect the process of her trip.

We sat next to each other, separated by a handrail, but invisibly, we seemed to be separated by a long chasm, and it was inconvenient to speak.

At the end of the movie, everyone is happy, and the person who is addicted to the shadow of marriage has found a new love. The wanderer, who has always been unruly, has entered the grave of love.

Perhaps this is the perfect ending that people imagined.

The curtain was raised, and I heard this closing sentence ringing from the cinema:

There will be one that has long been deleted

But the number that will not be forgotten

Will never fight again

But she will always be remembered

Is this a let go or not?

It's long past to look at everything

will be angry at the age

Silently watch the time

Descend with all the rush

Isn't this old?

When I gently put you down

I thought I could just be light

You can hit the road on it

Rush to the next dawn

When I gently put you down

Allow time to wash away all traces

Facing the years

Who can have what's the way

When to hold on

When is it time to pursue it

Give you what you like

I can get what I want

Is this the so-called understanding?

I already know that life is

Crying, laughing, and tired

A cigarette will burn out

All the concern for you

Is this considered a decadence?

When I gently put you down

I thought it could be cleared just like that

You can hit the road on it

Rush to the next dawn

When I gently put you down

Allow time to wash away all traces

Facing the years

Who can have what's the way

When I gently put you down

Rearrange everything to zero

You can walk in calmly

It's just you and my elevator

When I gently put you down

I thought I had escaped the footprints of reincarnation

But I still asked after reincarnation

Will you recognize me?

Will there be a day

I can really put it down gently

And she, quietly staring at the black curtain, watched the people in front of her disappear from her eyes one by one.

I stepped forward and patted her.

She was stunned, with an official smile, got up and left, and by the faint light, I could clearly see that her eyes were red.

I followed behind me, outside the bathroom door, and waited for a long, long time.

I don't know why, but I do know that it's time for her to calm her anxiety.

Fortunately, the world is so big, and the realization is really unexpected, what am I still asking for?