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There was always a dazzling light in my memory, and the sunny morning when I first noticed her, she was wearing a light blue dress and an ordinary white t-shirt, which looked ordinary but dazzling, and I confess that I was attracted at first sight.

The late summer and early autumn sunlight slanted in through the windowsills of the classrooms, the dust swam through the pillars of light, and everything smelled pure, including the wig of the scruffy math teacher in the wig.

It was the most nostalgic moment I've had in years. The moment she appeared in my eyes, it was as if her soul had been kidnapped by her.

I didn't even think there would be another woman who would walk into my world like this and feel like that. Even today, when I think of the age of believing in love, I still remember and mourn painfully.

My brother, Geng Hao, was equally deeply infatuated with her.

He never reveals himself, he looks cold and ruthless, but in fact his heart is as hot as the Sahara Desert. He meticulously paints a person every day, which shows that this person holds a pivotal position in his mind. He said that if a woman can walk into the tip of his pen, then this woman has entered his heart.

Since she went to New York, I changed to a new mobile phone number, and I didn't upload emails and QQ again, I was afraid to receive messages from her and see that she had a boyfriend. This is an immeasurable ordeal for me, and perhaps unbearable. Even if she's still alone, I don't want to have any more contact with her. It's more like a child's gamble.

I know that it's cruel to connect with something you know you can't get, and sometimes it's easier to cut it off.

I can endure pain even death for the sake of my ideals, but I am too cowardly to bear the cruelty of love. I was aware of my weaknesses, so I insisted on living alone.

In the ancient Chinese class on Monday morning, Yuan Zheng and I chose the last row.

The front rows have been occupied by some female students for a long time, and they do everything they can, taking water glasses, textbooks and so on to grab seats. I have also seen people who occupy seats with sanitary napkins, and my aunt has not stopped when she arrives.

The last row of feng shui is the best, and for me I can read wild books unscrupulously.

For Yuan Zheng, he can see all the mountains at a glance, all the beauties in the whole system, and he said that this gives him an indescribable sense of security.

I said,, what a sense of security, don't you just force one, and when you see someone's back, you imagine being in bed with them.

He said,, you know this, you know, it seems that ** also likes sexual fantasies, like-minded people.

He smiled lewdly at me, and was about to reach out to shake my hand, but was slapped away by Lao Tzu.

Another advantage of the last row is that if you are impatient with the class, you can take the opportunity of the teacher writing on the blackboard to slip away.

I don't even know how many teachers there are in ancient Chinese, but they often change back and forth anyway, a teacher is good at language history, and a teacher is good at glyph structure, and there are divisions. Sometimes I think that these people are quite tragic all their lives, and they still look like they are relishing the old things that are tinkling on the coffin board.

This time the lecture was given by an old professor with full white hair, and he had to fall asleep in less than 20 minutes of class.

Originally, ancient Chinese was boring to death, plus he read according to the book, according to the routine of the textbook, without interspersing some interesting stories in the middle, once the old man was stunned and fell asleep to talk about himself.

The worst thing is that this old man said that he was retiring, and he had to be strict with us, and he had to order once in class and once after class.

I saw with my own eyes that a man with five big and three thick men helped three people answer "to", and once he pinched his nose and helped the girl answer in a weird way.

However, there are also well-informed, open-minded, witty and humorous teachers, who are more energetic to listen to this kind of class. However, this kind of teacher's lecture can attract students from other departments to skip the class, and often crowd the classroom into a miasma.

In the summer, the smell of fart, sweat, fox, and feet is mixed, which makes many little girls reluctant to come to the classroom to listen to the class.

After eating in the cafeteria at noon, Fang Xiao, the editor-in-chief of "Chao", called, and as soon as she picked it up, she said: "Zeng Xiaoyu, congratulations on passing the interview of "Chao", you are already the editor of "Chao", after class at 5 o'clock in the afternoon this Friday, the office of 405 "Chao" in the liberal arts building will apply for a campus press card. ”

I was very excited when I heard it, but I pretended to be calm: "Thank you, Editor-in-Chief Fang, you must be on time." ”

When I returned to the dormitory, I told Yuan Zheng. He said: "It's interesting, you can have a good orgasm with Fang Xiao in the future." ”

I squinted at him: "You think about this all day long, brother went to "Tide" for ideals, not for girls, and besides, Fang Xiao is older than me, who is interested in me?" ”

Yuan Zheng leaned over and said: "That's not necessarily, some royal sisters like little fresh meat, look at the military training when she looked at your expression, this girl seems to be interesting to you, don't pretend to be stupid, okay?" ”

"Pull it down, I'm not like you, I'm sullen and unlikable to girls."

"Don't talk about it, the last time I had a fuss with my cousin at my house, a few girls asked me for your contact information, saying that you are handsome and talented, haha, brother knows that you are not good at this mouth, and rejected them one by one."

"That's right."

Yuan Zheng smiled lewdly again: "Actually, it's because I don't want the fertilizer water to flow into other people's fields, and my cousin said that she will never let you go, so I left her your contact information, how about it?" ”

I looked at Yuan Zheng in horror and said, "How can this be the case, can we still mix together in the future?" ”

He hurriedly reassured me and said, "Don't get excited, you also know my cousin's posture, if I don't give it, she will jump up and tear down my house, where do I live?" ”

"Yuan Zheng, you are too unkind, did your brother use it to betray?" I was so disappointed.

"Don't worry, people won't really let you pay for the dress, and besides, they are also top students in the directing department of the film academy, and they won't hire a few underworld people to cut you, don't worry, hehe."

"That's not good, I see that girl's brutality, if Lao Tzu is salvaged in the green belt of the street or in which reservoir in the future, it is very likely that this little girl will be poisoned."

Yuan Zheng pretended to be down to business and said: "Actually, people like you and it's someone else's business, you, there's no need to live so tired, don't think I don't know what happened to you in the quilt last night." ”

"Isn't that normal?" I said unconvinced.

He smiled wickedly and said, "If you think it's normal, it's normal." When people reach this age, it's time to carry a gun and fight, and the old left and right hands can't satisfy their cravings. What era is this, don't be as guarded as a virgin in ancient times, I wonder if you have a sexual cleanliness fetish? ”

"I have a habit of cleanliness in my soul." I say.

He said: "Don't be, take a step ahead physically, I think Fang Xiao is a good girl, with big breasts and buttocks, it is estimated that she has rich experience, let her take you to train you to become the first little prostitute in a liberal arts university in less than a month." ”

I stood up and pushed Yuan Zheng back to his turf and said, "Look at you again, play your own go." I'm not going to tell you, I'm going to download some materials. ”

Out of respect for Monk Yang, only when he was not in the dormitory, Yuan Zhengcai and I enjoyed a romantic action movie together. This guy is very experienced in evaluating the comprehensive quality of the actress, saying how long can he hold on to this posture, how long can he hold on to that posture, and praising himself for nine times a night.

When I turned on the computer, I saw the penguin avatar of QQ on the desktop that I hadn't clicked on for a long time, and hesitated for a moment, but finally clicked on it.

It was all greeting messages from high school classmates, and finally, I saw her avatar flashing.

Fu Wenxin's avatar is a smart little mouse in TOMandJERRY, and my avatar is the blue cat that steps on dog shit every time.

The first message she sent was a selfie, presumably taken from a tall building, with New York's Central Park in the background.

The second message said: "I'm in New York, Central Park is beautiful, I'll give you a postcard." ”

It was her third day in the U.S.

The third message came two days later: "How are you guys doing?" ”

After that, there was no information.

I wanted to reply to her: "We're all fine, you live your life." ”

The words were typed out, and after a long hesitation, looking at the flashing cursor, I didn't send it, and closed the window.

It's time to stop there, you can't get too deep into it, it takes too much energy to climb out, you have to get seriously injured, and it's hard to recover.

I was in a good mood because I received the news that I was admitted to "Tide". In the afternoon, I went to Brother Mei's cold noodle shop to see what was going on, and I thought that business should be good.

When I came to the Sichuan Meizi cold noodle shop, I saw Mei Ge sitting at the door sprinkling rice-flavored sparrows, BJ's sparrows are not afraid of people, and they fly to the ground in groups to find food.

Brother Mei was very engaged, watching the sparrows grab food and secretly having fun, but he didn't notice that I had arrived.

"You're really a big guy here, huh?"

She jerked her head up, and the sparrow was so frightened that it chirped and flew away.

She said, "Come in, come in and sit down, and I'll serve you a bowl of cold noodles." ”

I said, "Don't rush to tell me the good news, let me guess the average daily turnover." 600？ ”

Brother Mei shook his head.

“500？”

Brother Mei shook his head again.

Looking at her somewhat lost expression, I thought that maybe the expectations were too high, so I lowered.

“200？”

Brother Mei continued to shake his head.

It's not good, there's bad news.

Brother Mei lazily stood up and stretched, and said, "I can sell one bowl a day, and two bowls when it's good, and no one came yesterday." ”

I was surprised, I entered the house and let her serve a bowl of cold noodles, and when I smelled it, it was the taste of this hometown.

I said, "This tastes so good, shouldn't it be like this, is it because we haven't thought of it yet?" ”

"I don't know, it's hard to get started. What do you mean by what you just said? ”

"The door is full of sparrows, which means that you can cast a net to catch sparrows in front of the door, describing the door as deserted."

Brother Mei smirked and said, "It's quite deserted, and you can really cast a net to catch sparrows, hehe." Do you know who bought the one or two bowls that you could sell every day? ”

"Who?" I asked curiously.

"Brother Yin Zi, every day he comes from all over to eat a bowl, and sometimes he has to pack and take away a bowl, I don't take his money, but I can't force him every time. Yesterday he said that something didn't come, so not a single bowl was sold yesterday. ”

As she was talking, an aunt in her fifties and sixties came by, and she cautiously stretched out her head to look in.

Brother Mei greeted him out: "Hello, sit down today, welcome to taste the taste from SC." ”

The sad aunt looked like she was bitter and hateful, and cautiously walked in tentatively, asking as she went, "What do you have to eat?" "It's like an animal in the forest trying to eat the bait in a hunter's trap, making Mei Ge really look like Sun Erniang who opened a black shop.

My aunt tried for a long time, and recognized that we were not like those who opened a black shop to sell human meat barbecued pork buns, and finally sat down and said, "Then let's have a bowl of cold noodles." ”

After the cold noodles came up, my aunt stirred and sniffed, studied for a long time, and after making sure that there were no weapons of mass destruction in the noodles, she put a bunch of noodles in her mouth, and Brother Mei and I watched her reaction nervously.

As a result, the aunt spit it out, and suddenly blushed and had a thick neck: "It's so spicy, how can you eat this?" ”

In the end, the aunt didn't eat the noodles, but she paid for it.

If it goes on like this, Brother Mei Geng Hao didn't chase after him, he didn't say anything, he smashed in with hundreds of thousands of dollars, and he lost all his money, and this fucking BJ dream ended too miserably and too quickly. The ambition to come to BJ to do something and end in tragedy was not what we expected.

I thought about it for a while and said to Brother Mei: "This community is an old community, and the people who live in it are all local old BJs, and they are as old as this aunt, and their taste buds are used to green onion dumplings, which are not as good as young people." We have to push it out so that more students know about this store, and we can't wait for it. ”

Brother Mei asked what could be done.

I thought for a moment and said, "Wait and see, I have a way." ”