readx;?uh, the plot is stuck. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info: Le: Text: Novel 3.I don't know what to write, but there happened to be a female fan who wanted to see me write about urban youth, so I wrote it along with it. Let's update the urban youth today.,The protagonists are all people who cultivate immortals from different paths.,But it has nothing to do with cultivating immortals on a different path.,The text below.。

We...... All were young.

I don't know who said to me - too beautiful promises because they are too young, too young promises because they are too beautiful.

My name is Lu Feng, and the people around me call me Xiao Lu, and because of the homonym, I got an inglorious nickname: Lulu. It also has some h-text colors, haha...... I'll be twenty-five years old after this year. This is an age that is not too big or too small, it is too early to talk about marriage, and it is past the age when you should be crazy and crazy. I didn't regret my youth, I went to a third-rate university, met five reliable friends, and of course, had my first love. After graduating from university, I looked for a few jobs, but it never went well, so I didn't think about anything at all and became an online writer at home.

I became a writer two years ago, when I was twenty-three. However, when I was in college, I also wrote some words, and in the end, I relied on these small words to get the title of "melancholy poet" joke. At that time, his career was in a bad period, and he had no choice but to return to his old business. In the past two years, with the hard work of updating every day, I have also gained a small reputation and made some small money for me.

To be honest, in the dark history of part-time work before I became a writer, in addition to my career not going well, my private life was also a mess. Since the day I graduated from university, my memories have been like fallen leaves in the autumn garden in my mind, leaving nothing but a vague shadow in my mind.

The only clear memory is my innocent campus life in high school and college, and now.

Thankfully, the brothers who often mingle with each other now are the same people I played with in high school and college. Ding Ding, Lao Li, Ah San, Lao Ma, Yuan Jie.

It was 2004, our senior.

In the middle of December, Christmas is approaching.

It was snowing heavily that night, and it was snowing outside the house, and I was alone in the dormitory. I sat on a bed in my dorm room, wrapped in a quilt. It would be nice to have a warm kang stove, a hot cup of coffee, and some snacks to fill your hunger. I thought to myself. Then I opened the DVD and showed a CD of songs I bought at a roadside stall. Coincidentally, it was Daolang's "The First Snow in 2002". I like this disc very much, and I like this song very much, I don't know why, I like snow very much, I like it to the point of obsession, so I love everything with snow characters, including this newly bought CD - Xiao Lu once joked, if one day you go bankrupt and sell some of your property, but you will definitely not sell those things with snow characters, because you are reluctant.

In this regard, I can only smirk and say that I have acquiesced.

When the lyrics sang the ** part, I slowly closed my eyes and began to hum, but changed the year 2002 to 2004. I don't usually sing much, because I'm born with a pentatonic dissonance and out of tune, and I only dare to sing when no one is around.

I wrapped the warm quilt tightly, grabbed a large handful of potato chips, stuffed them into my mouth, then lit a cigarette, took a puff and clamped it to the tips of my fingers, this is a very manly posture in my opinion - the flying and flowing eye circles, the melancholy eyes, coupled with this chic movement, I think it is a necessary weapon to charm little girls! In the words of the trend, it is very manly.

Under this very aggressive action, as well as the smoke rings reverberating in my lungs, I sat quietly on the bed and watched the MV of "The First Snow in 2002", and secretly sighed after reading it: This song is good, but Daolang is a little longer, next time I will change Jay Chou's "Qili Xiang", it is also a new song.

Then, I received a call from Xiao Lu.

"Where do you go to wave at night?" Xiao Lu was screaming on the phone.

This guy is as excited as if he has drunk stimulants all day long, and when he goes out, his eyes are shining, staring at the thighs of beautiful women on the side of the road, and he almost writes the word 'pervert' on his head. I don't know why, spring hasn't arrived yet, but Xiao Lu's body doesn't match the breath of spring.

It's not the spring of spring, it's the spring of spring.

"Whichever bar you choose." I was also immersed in the music video of the song, and I walked around and answered a sentence in horror.

"That's good, then the old rules, see the hipsters." With that, the phone hung up.

As soon as I looked at my watch, it was still some time before the evening, so I simply went to the website and coded it for a while. I wrote about the kind of pure urban, and now the romance is fantasy and supernatural, I have also watched "Zhu Xian", watched "Ghost Blowing the Lantern", chased Zhang Xiaofan's bizarre stories, and also chased Hu Bayi's supernatural events. I also thought about writing a fantasy or supernatural one, but either I didn't have the mind, or there were no supernatural events around me, so I didn't write it, so I wrote an urban yy. The beginning is not bad, some romantic sentences attract some mm side eyes, and at the same time, it also attracts the favor of some angry young people, every day I will see some angry young people, in the book review area to write some "bad thoughts" Yunyun clamp attack, so, I thrived in this sunny and flooding environment.

In the end, I have become an old fritter, and when I see some boring abuse, I don't get angry at all, and I will even watch it a few times with interest, and I will resume a few words when I am in a good mood. Subsequently, I saw a double follow-up.

Double is my classmate, a very good girl. She seems to be quiet and reserved, but in fact, two cows can't pull her when she goes crazy, and then, she became my girlfriend, but that was two months ago.

Her post is simple and clear: come to the rooftop of the school, immediately, immediately.

My hairs stood on end without warning, and I felt as if I was being caught in a pair of eyes hidden in the dark. Then I picked up my phone, and oh I was still using Nokia at the time, and I saved two months of pocket money to buy this brick that could be used to smash walnuts.

I picked up my phone and put it down, and finally plucked up the courage to press a string of numbers restlessly. The string of numbers I haven't pressed in two months.

Suddenly, the phone rang, my hand shook, and the phone fell to the floor. When I picked it up and looked at someone, I was short of breath.

Shuang said to me on the other end of the phone: "Lu, Christmas is coming, Merry Christmas." ”

I replied weakly, "Have fun, don't pretend to be Santa Claus this time to give me presents." ”

Twin said, "Do you have any plans for Christmas?" ”

I said, "No, but I should be hanging out with Ding Ding and Lao Li." ”

The other end of the phone was silent for a while before he said, "Hurry up and come to the rooftop, I'll wait for you there." ”

I put down the phone, turned off the DV that was still playing, and then sent a text message to Lao Li and them, the content was very simple: I and Shuang are going to meet, and we will come later.

Soon I came to the rooftop of the school, which is the largest free space in our school, larger than the playground, and is a feature of our school, built on the top floor of the school building, and there is a small lake on the rooftop. Speaking of which, the lake was the first time I met Shuang alone - she fell into the water that day, and I happened to pass by and took her by the hand.

To this day, I can clearly recall the appearance of my whole body**, with a reddish face.

As soon as I entered the rooftop, I saw the lake, holding a bouquet of bright red flowers with my back to me.

Although she is the kind of girl who is as quiet as a virgin and moves like a mad rabbit, she does not look like a crazy rabbit at all, on the contrary, she has long hair, a thick scarf wraps around her neck, but does not cover her face, and that delicate smiling face is clearly visible in the fluttering snow, wearing a pure white long-necked woolen sweater, and a pair of brown cowhide boots under her feet. A clean pair of jeans, that's how the pair is dressed now.

Snowflakes were flying, there were already a little snowflakes on her clothes and on her head, she kept moving her body, and her hands were in her mouth a few times from time to time, and she could see that she was very cold.

"How long have you been waiting?" I walked over to Shuang, then took off my down jacket and draped it over her shoulders.

Shuang's face changed, he looked at me with a complicated look in his eyes, his body looked a little restrained, but I was also a little embarrassed - I often did it after the two of us got right, and it had become a reflex, and this time, of course, was no exception.

I laughed a few times, "Aren't you afraid of being cold, look at you, you're about to freeze into a snowman." As he spoke, he asked, "How long have you been waiting for me?" ”

Shuang's face returned to calm, and he said, "I've been standing here since I posted with your novel. ”

My tone was a little unkind, although she wasn't my girlfriend anymore, but at least she was my friend, how could I bear to watch her stay in the snow for so long. "Double, what are you doing standing so long! I don't know if it's snowing. ”

Shuang was silent for a while, took a few steps back, and said, "Alas, no one has given me flowers and chocolates this Christmas." Then my eyes widened and I didn't know what to say. Shuang stared at me like this, and fell silent for a while.

After a long time, he looked at me, smiled, stuffed the flowers in his arms into my hands, and said, "Here, your Christmas present." ”

I took the flowers in a daze, looked at Shuang, looked at the flowers, and finally, I raised my head and said to Shuang, "Shuang, you wait for me for a while." ”

I ran around a corner, stopped, looked at the flowers, was stunned, and then took out my wallet and pulled out all the money in it, including a dime. It adds up to a total of one hundred and fifty-three pieces of four.

I laughed and picked up the phone to call the flower shop I used to go to when I was with Shuang.

After hanging up, I was depressed because the flower shop was closed. The boss reminded me that there was a flower shop in the commercial area three kilometers away from our school.

Then, overjoyed, I ran out of school, and by the time I got to the flower shop in the commercial area, it was almost half an hour since I finished buying flowers. I gasped again and ran back to the rooftop, but I didn't see Shuang.

I was a little disappointed...... Double her, she should go back, after all, the snow is so big.

I looked at the newly bought flowers in my hand, twelve red roses and four lilies, exactly the same as the first time I gave a double two months ago. I looked at the flowers that Shuang gave me again, and suddenly I felt very uncomfortable in my heart. Seemingly, something is missing

Dejectedly, I took the flowers I bought and hurried to the Superman Bar where Lao Li and the others were.

Along the way, the snow fell even bigger, and it had turned into a goose-feather snow, floating messily in the sky. Every now and then, a few snowflakes fall on my hands and melt into snow in an instant. There is only a light moonlight, which still emits a soft light as every day. I walked alone under the street lamp with flowers, and the moon accompanied me all the way. I was like a lonely person, walking alone on the street with my back alone, the sky was full of snowflakes, I didn't tell anyone what I was feeling at the moment, in fact, even I didn't know what my mood was at the moment - helplessness, regret, or complexity.

is like Zhang Xiaofan in "Zhu Xian", a person, a fire stick, facing the bloody wind and rain of the whole world alone.

I, alone, with a bouquet of flowers, walked alone down that remote path that led to a hipster bar.

It's all cold...... Here's how I feel.

When I arrived at the door of the hipster bar, I was stunned, because at the door of the hipster, there was a girl wearing brown cowhide boots, a pure white cardigan with a long collar, and a thick scarf.

A smile appeared on my face, it was a heartfelt smile, and I strode over and handed the flowers to Shuang.

"Double, for your gift, I didn't buy the chocolate, sorry."

Shuang's face was also full of surprise at this moment, and then, tears flowed from her eyes, and after crying a few times, she broke into a smile: "It's still such a non-innovative flower, can you change the style?" ”

I was a little embarrassed: "Shuang, I originally planned to buy it at the flower shop in front of the school, but the flower shop was closed, and then I went to the commercial area three kilometers east of the school to buy it, and it still looks the same, do you like it?" ”

Lu ...... I'm sorry, I waited for you for half an hour and you didn't come, the weather is so cold, I know you will go to the hipsters, and I am waiting for you at the door of the hipsters. "There are still tears on both faces. She looks the same as when I confessed to her two months ago.

Looking at Shuang's appearance, my heart suddenly felt a little sour.

Possible...... The memory is precipitated in the depths of some part of my heart, and it will inadvertently see a moment in my past. Just like this bouquet of flowers, twelve roses plus four lilies, this is no longer a flower, this is, between me and Shuang, a new beginning.

I felt a little distressed, I promised her, but I didn't have a chance to fulfill this promise.

Shuang and I have known each other since high school, and it was only when I got to college that I confessed to her, and I know it...... Shuang and I, along with a bunch of my brothers, were in that slightly acidic rainy season that belonged to a few of us, and we ...... All were young.