Chapter 2: Time is playing tricks on us, but we are willing to be puppets of time
Time waits for no one, but neither do I. For three years, I searched for him, although there was no news. Waiting, it can only be my helpless choice. Hope swelled day by day, and I missed him more and more. I don't know what to do, so I can only wait.
What is maddening is that some time ago, an international student transferred from Australia not only spoke a mouth full of Chinese sticking to me, but also caused a lot of sensation in the school. It's mainly the looks, it's too rebellious, right?! This is the exclamation of the girl next door.
I don't have the heart to pay attention to these trivial things, I'm just an international student.
However, every day when I eat, run, go to class, and go to the library, I get strange looks from others, mainly the one behind me. "Tian Sang." One day after school, he called me that.
I pushed my bike and stopped, "I don't know you that well, please get used to adding the word 'classmate' after my name." β
He was a little embarrassed, "Why do you have to be rusty?" I just want to make friends with you. I was really angry, but in the middle of the street, I was too embarrassed to yell, and I lowered my voice and said to him, "yes, now friends, then boyfriend and girlfriend, and then what?" Raw rice cooked rice? I grinned at him mockingly.
In the face of my words, he was a little surprised, "Do you think I have such a purpose?" I raised an eyebrow and asked, "Why not?" "You've always been like this?" "You don't care if I'm not!" I pushed him away and disappeared from his sight on my bike. I don't understand why I'm so resistant to him, is it because of that word? Australia? Probably, but he is a half-breed, he has a pair of turquoise eyes, a high nose bridge, brown hair, fair skin, his name is Wu Zi, this is his Chinese name, what is his real name, I didn't hear clearly. His father is white in Australia and his mother is Chinese. This is how he introduced himself when he first came to our class.
However, I can't figure out how thick-skinned he is?! I said that day all the time, why did he still rely on me not to leave? γ
What's even more hateful is that one day when I was eating in the cafeteria, he actually came over with a plate and said, "Classmate Tian Sang, I see that your food is too shabby, I can platter it with you." "I glanced at his meal, which was fries and burgers. Look at my own again, white rice is the theme, plus stir-fried meat with chili, steamed pork ribs, shredded potatoes, shabby? "No, it's best to eat each." Growing up so big, I eat with Cen Li the most times, and even my mother can't help me, how can I be with him?
Seeing that I had already gotten up and poured out the food, he also dropped the food and followed me, I was really angry, the weather these days, I was not in a good mood, turned to him and said, "Don't you know that girls always have so many days a month?!" β
He,""
I broke down instantly, and before he could speak, I ran away.
In the past few days, I tried to avoid him, and ran out of the classroom as soon as I got out of class, and when the class bell rang, I was the last to enter the classroom, and there were many similar things, just to make him forget the embarrassment of that day.
However, after going around and around like this for more than a month, the total number of words I have spoken to him is only three. The first sentence is what he said: Tian Sang, why are you embarrassed? I'm seventeen, I know. The second sentence is my reply to his: Get out! The third sentence is his answer: Oh.
After a few weeks, the rain finally stopped and the sky began to clear up, and I felt that this might be a sign of something.
It indicates that my relationship with Wu Ci has improved. Because, I noticed that a little shadow of Cen Li began to appear on his body, and that was because of what happened on my birthday.
It happened to be a Sunday, and I climbed a small hill not far from my home, which used to be my secret base with Cen Li, and we would come here whenever there was something happy or unhappy. When I'm unhappy, I'll shout out in dissatisfaction, and he'll smile and touch my head and say, "Sangsang isn't angry, there's a big chinchilla!" At this time, he will pat his chest very responsibly, revealing a look that can be killed but not humiliated. I laughed happily.
I sat under a tree, my eyes closed, the wind soft, and hallucinating as he said to me, "Happy birthday!" β
That's right, a deep voice, very soft.
I opened my eyes suddenly, and it wasn't an auditory hallucination!
He said to me, "Happy birthday, Tian Sang." β
The witch word said to me, happy birthday.
He wore a white shirt, black canvas shoes, very casual dress, I was a little startled, if it weren't for his appearance not like Chinese, I would have thought it was Cen Li back
Cen Oak after three years, where are you at this time?
He put his face up, "What?" Silly? β
I turned my face away, my chest was a little tight, and there was an indescribable and inexplicable longing running through my mind. "This is for you, birthday present." I stared in disbelief at the so-called birthday present he handed over, a chinchilla, a small, fluffy chinchilla was adorable, and he held it in the palm of his hand.
I unconsciously shed tears, this gift is really precious to me.
He put down Totoro and scrambled to find me a tissue, and I pushed him away, gently took Totoro, and stroked it.
He sat down next to me and whispered, "I thought you didn't like it." β
But who knew at the time, I liked it very much, just like I deeply liked Cen Quercus.