All is good; irritable; Sentimental; In the melancholy N moments, the ordinary melody of life outlined together has gradually been given to yesterday, or yesterday's yesterday......

Xiao Yun ushered in a new afternoon, at this moment, he was also listening to the album of Lin Zhiying, and he also heard a person slamming open the door, the same little fat, the same sentence, the same sentence: The teacher called you! They also came to the teacher's office together, and when they wanted to knock on the door, the door opened unexpectedly, and what was even more surprising was that the teacher sincerely respected them as VIPs with practical actions, so polite that people wanted to commit suicide!

"Zhang Mingsheng, I heard that you are good at reciting poetry, so this time you will represent our class to participate in the competition!" The teacher saw the door and didn't let the little fat relax......

"Let me go to the game? Do you still represent our class? ......" he couldn't believe it. Although the little fat recitation is very two-handed, but it is the first time to be appreciated by this "old fox", I really don't know if this old guy is out of order, or which angel sister helps, in short, at this moment he is angry that it is quite smooth.

"Now there are only two weeks left before the competition, you have to hurry up and practice, this time it is up to you to succeed or fail!"

"Good!" Chubby deserves it very simply.

"It's okay, you go first! ……”

"Xiao Yun, I heard that you write; The drawing is very good, and I went down to write a few words in my spare time: a hard pen; Brush and word, by the way, draw a few more pictures, and give them to me by next Wednesday! ”。

"Good!" Xiao Yun nodded lightly.

"It's okay, you can go too!" ……

Time has passed, and the deadline has expired. Xiao Yun's task was successfully completed as originally planned, and Xiaopang was also ready to go......

There are only three days left before the singing competition, and it stands to reason that Chubby should be able to cope with it with his personal strength, but later the school stipulated that the theme of this competition is to love the school, and other themes are not allowed to participate.

One day, Xiao Yun took Chubby's "begging" and went straight to the library. When I got there, I suddenly saw that the door was locked, and I was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, and I didn't know where to go. It was also at this time that he saw a girl reading a book next to a cement pillar in a primitive corner...... He walked over gently, I don't know if it was the mystery of fate, or the secret guidance of the divine side, everything was amazing......

She was reading a message about Lin Zhiying......

"Could it be her?!" Xiao Yun's heart suddenly beat wildly, he wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to speak, he was afraid to see her fascinated eyes, he was afraid to touch the cherished part of his heart at first sight, he was afraid to ......

"This classmate, do you want to borrow a book?" She actually took the initiative to open the jade mouth, so that Xiao Yun had the illusion of seeing the goddess scattering flowers, and her face suddenly flushed, and she felt in her heart: I can't love it, I can't retreat. Is there a sweet trap or a desperate situation like no other? Even he couldn't tell, but he finally squeezed a sentence out of his mouth: When will the person in the library come back?

"She's going outside for some business, and she'll be back in a while, you can wait a minute!" With that, she continued to bury herself in reading......

At this time, Xiao Yun didn't say anything, but he was shy like a girl, but for some reason, he still cheered up and tried to regain the "dreamlike realm" in front of him......

At this moment, he believed in love, which was so mysterious; Sweet and astringent harmony; Stir the heartstrings! He really wanted to find something to say, but he really didn't know what to say, so he could only let his confused heart float and sink in the unknown waiting......

"I've kept you waiting!" Xiao Yun's ears sounded the words of a girl at some point, and at the moment he turned his head, several boys who borrowed books had no cultivation and passed a thin girl obliquely, and rushed straight into the museum. After he saw it, he hurried here without saying a word, and when he roughly browsed the books, he took out one casually, and turned it over three times and five divided by two: It's done!

Then, one of the articles in that book made Chubby feel inspired; Ideas are well-flowing; There is a god in the pen; In one go, he won the second place in the school competition, and Xiao Yun won the championship in the school calligraphy and painting competitions with his extraordinary strength.

He thought that his victory would arouse the attention of the girl Wang Xiaomin in his heart, but he didn't get his wish! The relationship and fate of the two are like two parallel lines that cannot intersect, almost insulated, and they seem to be unable to find a function of absolute value: she is still reading her "Lin Zhiying", and he is still running aimlessly in that life without knowing the direction until he graduates from high school......

Then, Xiao Yun went to a decent junior college, but for some reason, his inner sky was always covered by clouds, making him lost and unable to see the future, because she ......?

He finally couldn't resist the urge to see her again, so he found time to sneak out of the school, rent a car, and pay tribute to the school he had studied with her......

Walking into the campus, an inexplicable sense of intimacy suddenly struck, and the artistic conception was "unique": nostalgia; Feeling; Suddenly, it only occupies the chest like a bee chrysalis. He stayed by a stone pillar, hoping to see her long-lost figure; The familiar and nostalgic face, and the voice that can never be heard, but, a little ...... Two points ......

Two hours passed quietly, and his figure still did not appear......

A gust of wind blew and blew off a few petals, and they were not biased or oblique, and they were appropriately attached to the never-ending flowing water, and disappeared in an instant......

At this time, the raindrops were already embedded in the ground, and before he knew it......

He kept telling himself: Wait a minute...... Wait a little longer......

His clothes were kissed by the rain, and his spiritual home quietly tended to be wooden......

However, at this moment, the sudden discovery of a figure made his world like stagnant water vivid and vivid: "She? …… Could it really be her? ”……

The figure was getting closer and closer in the haze, and his heart was getting tighter and tighter as if he were tied to an empty rope with a pig's leg. At this moment, he stared at it as if his soul was about to leave his body, as if he was in a dream to welcome the "heavenly immortals descending to earth...... However, the man finally came and he was greatly disappointed; a false alarm; A false dream.

It was a young woman who looked okay, although she had an elegant temperament all over her body, but it did not arouse Xiao Yun's interest at all, but she couldn't help but feel a little disgusted, and he had no choice but to go back in the rain.

At that moment, he was soaking wet, but what was really hard to dry out was: his crumpled heart of love that she couldn't hear and couldn't find a single element of joy.

Half a year later, he came to the school again, and this time he really saw it, because he was more wise than the last time: he came at lunchtime, but the scene he saw made him very sad: the girl was walking back with a tall boy with a rice bowl, and the laughter and tacit understanding between each other along the way made him jealous and gritted his teeth with hatred.

"Providence makes people!" He burst out. Suddenly, he wanted to say goodbye to his eyes, but he was "stopped by his waist" by his forbearance.

At this point, he thought of giving up; thought of fulfillment; He thought of finding another her or someone to live with, but in the end he still hoped that one day she would discover his true heart, or naively think that everything she saw was a misunderstanding. I don't know when, a song "Why is it always me who gets hurt" floated on campus, tactful; Pathos...... It was the beautiful and poignant harmony of his state of mind at the moment.

Finally, he left quietly, leaving the campus that broke his heart in every way; left this world that he couldn't understand and got her like a forbidden place; Left all that grieved him......

In just three years, if the meteor is fleeting, during this period, Xiao Yun received many girls' "love invitations", but he refused them all for various reasons. Half a year later, he went to work as a waiter in a restaurant with a monthly salary of 500. This is thousands of miles away from his ideal (film and television star), but he never gave up lightly, although he is only twenty-one years old, he always reminds himself in the same longing: life is short, youth is fleeting!

His heart was confused and mixed with sorrow. Love; At this moment, his career is like a lingering cloud of smoke in front of him, which makes him feel a sense of self-loss, and at the same time, it has become a load that he has to carry towards the future. One night, he was drinking at a friend's house and stumbled upon a newspaper that read: Recruit film and television actors with dreams (with or without acting background), and from this, he naively thought that he had found the ladder of his dreams.

In order to realize his dream as soon as possible, he returned home, couldn't wait to point at the number copied secretly, grabbed the phone and "fired several bullets in a row". made something out of nothing, and the purpose was very clear: that is, to let the other party give himself a chance to show his little face.

However, the result was unexpected, it was the phone number of an ordinary person in a certain village, and the donkey's head did not follow the horse's mouth at all, and let him play a clown he didn't want to play here, woohoo? Alack!

He didn't say a word, and let a fiery heart slowly cool in the cold water of reality......

Good or bad, time still has to pass, although his world is like a pool of still water, calm and tasteless; It's like a pool of muddy water, which makes him refuse to come to his world tomorrow in his dreams......

Unknowingly, Lin Zhiying's era has been more than ten years away, but Jay Chou's era is like a tornado sweeping across the country, and the handsome and dashing Nicholas Tse also dumps some girls from time to time, secretly saying that her "he" should also change his taste......

He was looking forward to, and he was expecting, an unexpected message about her, which could shock his secret love for many years, or an epoch-making collision with his love that had been hidden for many years. Finally, the opportunity came.