A good dream is called a sweet dream, and a bad dream is called a nightmare. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info a night, there may only be a dream, a sweet dream or a nightmare. Of course, there are also very boring dreams, such as walking and walking alone in the street without an end until you are woken up by a rooster. Yes, Feng Jing often has such a dream, a road, stretching and stretching, there is no end, and he just dragged two heavy legs to walk and walk! It's very tiring, but I have to go on like that, or not, there is no result, on the road of corpses, alone, lonely, pitiful......

When the bell rang, Feng Jing reluctantly picked up the horn and put it on his head. After a while, he suddenly lifted the quilt, as if remembering the endless road, he panicked. Carrying slippers, I came to the laundry counter, squeezed out some toothpaste, and washed it.

Naturally, but unnaturally, a new day begins and begins like that, without a purpose, and all childhood happiness is lost.

Recently, Feng Jing has studied more seriously, at least he has a lot less time to watch the sky. He fell in love with a girl in the penultimate row of the left column, and used that time to spy on her.

It's a wonderful feeling to like, but I can't say what kind of feeling it is, and I haven't really understood the true meaning of liking, but I just like someone like that way, just like Feng Jing likes Chen Yan, I don't need to be aware, I don't need to understand that this is a like, it's enough to look at her.

The first time Feng Jing saw Chen Yan's smile was during military training, and there was a big joke at that time, so she laughed. Just then, he saw her smile and his eyes, and then she was shy.

One afternoon of military training, the sun was in the sky, and everyone was tanned and their skin was red, but the instructor's expression did not change at all, as if he wanted to fulfill the responsibility of parents to the end. Children of Feng Jing's age undoubtedly hate the instructor, because they hate their parents, so everyone has become white-eyed wolves. White and white, the thin man beside Feng Jing was weak, drowsy, and seemed to be about to collapse to the ground in the next second. No, Chen Yan was called to the front of the team to demonstrate walking in place, and as soon as he said one, two, one or three, the classmate standing next to Feng Jing had a nosebleed and collapsed in front of the beautiful woman's figure. When everyone was laughing and messing around, Feng Jing's eyes looked through Chen Yan's eyes, and her smile froze in his eyes, embarrassed and at a loss......

Saying that liking sometime began to become the exclusive right of sixteen or seventeen-year-olds, they are young, they are young and frivolous, so they have this privilege exclusively. It has been less than ten weeks since he entered the school, and three of Feng Jing's eight-person dormitory already have a legitimate relationship between men and women, which makes Feng Jing and the other five envious, jealous and hateful. When people have this emotion, his behavior will also be perverted, and every morning, several roommates have to compare Stephen Chow's milking dragon claw hand for a while, and finally end up scolding.

At this time, Feng Jing would always think of two people, one Su Rong and the other Chen Yan, imagining the feeling of holding them, enjoying the pleasure of touching their skin and grabbing their breasts...... Some people call this kind of thinking obscene, so Feng Jing shook his head and began to blame himself, squeezing toothpaste while blaming himself......

The days are very dull, there is no ** in the movie, and there is no positive in people's ideals, maybe life is because it is bland, people call it life - it is enough to live if you are born.

Feng Jing's days became uneventful, starting with a sentence from his roommate.

One day, late at night, boom, a sound woke up the night.

Luo Pingguo, who got out of bed next door, kicked the bed board on the bed hard, and scolded: "Damn, shake and shake at this time every day, how can my mother not be impotent." Just like that, everyone hummed reluctantly, as if to express all their dissatisfaction.

Luo Pingguo snorted, jumped up and scolded: "Damn." Then he pushed Chen Zhixiong hard, oh, a sound, presumably his head was in perfect contact with the corner of the bed.

When the head turned on the flashlight, the two of them were already so entangled that they stared at each other as if they wanted to see the darkness of the night. Feng Jing got up helplessly and pulled them away, and when they separated, two pairs of white eyes were already staring at Feng Jing, and at the same time, Feng Jing also found that his hands had been stained red with blood.

Seeing this scene, everyone jumped out of bed one after another, Feng Jing caressed the back of Chen Zhixiong's head tightly, and then helped him sit on the edge of the bed. The head of the house took a wet towel and asked Luo Pingguo to hold his head high to stop the nosebleed, and then walked to the bedside to check on Chen Zhixiong.

Jin Xin is a good dormitory leader, but he is by no means a calm person, and in a panic, he will only shout what to do......

Feng Jing has no identity in this school called Dongcheng Middle School, and his previous glory is all in the past. He was very calm, his eyes were closed, and he suddenly opened his eyes, as if to see through the dark night.

When Chen Yejun called the dormitory manager, Chen Zhixiong's breathing was already even, the back of his head was no longer dripping blood, and he was already asleep. It was like a dream, in which someone stroked the back of his head, but it didn't look like a touch, it was cold and comfortable.

That night ended with Chen Zhixiong being admitted to the hospital. Chen Yejun went to the hospital with his fellow villagers, and the other six people returned to bed after being trained by the dormitory manager, and each of them lay down, no one spoke, but no one fell asleep that night, and no one had ever encountered such a thing when they were so old, and they were all afraid.

Feng Jing turned over a few times, grinned, and smiled. I closed my eyes and fell asleep. The night ended like this, and when I opened my eyes again, it was another day.

What is the difference between a new day and an old one? The former is in progress, and the latter is a thing of the past.

The difference between liking someone and missing someone is that now you like it, not miss it. Feng Jing likes Chen Yan unconsciously becoming a fact, just like people's enthusiasm for things, and it is an honor to look at it.

It was an honor for Feng Jing to look at Chen Yan, but unfortunately in the hospital.

When the rumor reached Chen Yan's ears before class in the morning, the water bottle in her hand slipped and shattered to the ground, and the classmate next to her suddenly jumped away and shouted Oops. An extremely unusual shout attracted many eyes, including Feng Jing's concerned eyes.

Feng Jing had an impulse, rushed to Chen Yan and pulled her little hand, like grabbing his little sister's thin hand, and asked her softly, is it not hot.

Obviously, Feng Jing gave up this behavior, because this was Dongcheng Middle School, he was just an ordinary student, and she was his classmate rather than his little sister. Thinking of this, Feng Jing's heart twitched, and he didn't know why.

Chen Yan hunched his waist and hurriedly apologized to his classmates, who gave her a blank look and walked away after the classmates said that they were okay twice. Then Chen Yan walked to the corner where the broom was placed, took the broom and cleaned it, and then Feng Jing went to the bathroom. When he returned, he didn't see Chen Yan again, he hung his head and returned to his seat to wait for the bell to ring. He became even more depressed when the bell rang, and the head teacher asked Chen Yan where she had gone, and her tablemate said that she had taken leave to visit a classmate in the hospital.

Chen Yan, Chen Zhixiong, after thinking about it, Feng Jing's head exploded all of a sudden, maybe this is because he stared at a person without closing his eyes, so he didn't finish a class. After class, I said to my table mate to go to the hospital to see my roommate, and left in a hurry. This is a school, but it is not a school, relative to Dongcheng University. Some people skip school not to keep their names, but to do whatever they want, like Feng Jing, the heart is no longer here, so there is no reason to stay here.

When Feng Jing rushed to the door of Chen Zhixiong's ward, he heard Chen Yan ask softly if it still hurts. The words stung him, didn't his laughter with her have any special meaning? Feng Jing didn't want to believe that this was his first love, and he didn't want to believe that the so-called first love ended like this. When Feng Jing opened the door, sorrow was doomed. Chen Yan bowed and whispered condolences while sending fruit to Chen Zhixiong's mouth, and Chen Zhixiong smiled like a flower.

Chen Zhixiong was a little embarrassed and said hard: "Feng Jing is here, don't you have to go to class?" ”

Feng Jing ignored Chen Zhixiong, nodded to Chen Yan and sat down on the edge of the bed. For a while, there was no sound, as if the hospital was a symbol of sorrow, a symbol of silence.

In the end, Chen Yan didn't stand up and got up: "Zhixiong, you're fine, I'll go back to class first." ”

"Well, you can go back to class." Chen Zhixiong looked at her without a smile.

At this time, Chen Zhixiong's mother pushed the door in and saw Chen Yan shouting, "Chen Yan, you are here." This is a common statement, but anyone can see it with a white eye.

"Auntie, Zhixiong is fine, I'll go back to class first." Chen Yan said softly.

Chen Yan turned sideways and jumped out of the narrow space next to the door, Chen Zhixiong saw it in his eyes and exhaled deeply. As soon as Chen Yan walked out of the ward, Zhixiong's fucking complaint came out of the room: "Didn't you tell you not to associate with her, why do you always say that you don't listen, she is a moldy person, and it will bring bad luck to ......"

"Mom-" Zhixiong glanced at his mother with hatred, and turned his face: "My classmate is here." ”

Chen Zhixiong's mother finally saw Feng Jing, and immediately stopped, and changed his words: "Don't be surprised, eat fruit and eat fruit." As he spoke, he took the apples out of the plastic bag, like a Chinese play, and it had to have a happy ending.

Feng Jing also took the apple unceremoniously, but he didn't bite it, he glanced at Chen Zhixiong, who was looking away, and said: "Zhixiong, I won't bother you anymore, there is still class, go back to class first, see that your condition is fine, if there is no accident, you can be discharged from the hospital in two days" After speaking, he walked towards the door and said, "Goodbye, Auntie." ”

When Zhixiong turned around and wanted to say something, Feng Jing was no longer in sight, looking at the door of a room and the corner of a corridor. turned over and ignored Luo Pingguo's mother, who was still chattering and scolding, and closed her eyes tightly.

In the corridor, Feng Jing quickened his pace and ran towards Chen Yan, and the apple in his hand stretched out to Chen Yan. Chen Yan stopped, and was about to turn around when suddenly the apple seemed to be exploded. Apple, divided into four, nothing special.

Chen Yan said: "You are really good at making girls happy." ”

Feng Jing froze in place, did not answer, he thought she would be surprised and shouted: "It's amazing, how did you do it, teach me quickly!" "Yes, compared to his little junior sister, this is the case, but the person in front of him is not his pampered little junior sister, she is Chen Yan, a strange classmate of hers.

"yes, actually, I never knew how to make people happy." It took a long time for Feng Jing to say this, he had a smile on his face, but he asked himself like this - will I make people happy? How could Rong'er be unhappy?

They were a little embarrassed, and the conversation was so concise and short, until they reached the school gate, Chen Yan opened her mouth and said that she would not go back to the classroom, but to the dormitory.

Feng Jing, who returned to the classroom, didn't have the heart to learn, and looked at the sky blankly, recalling all the days and days when he hugged his little junior sister, including that dark night.

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