After the Chinese New Year, my classmates have returned to school one after another, although I have to go back to school early to make up for the exam, but the time for the make-up exam is very late, and even if I go back early, the water, electricity and heating in the dormitory are not turned on, and even the door is still closed, so I still need to stay at home for a while.

However, as the days approached, I finally began to settle down and study seriously. I took out the "Outline of Linguistics", which I treasured for nearly a holiday, and recalled what the teacher had taught in class. However, I regretted it when I really learned it, why I didn't take notes in this course at the beginning, the knowledge in the textbook was really a little obscure, and I turned two pages and became sleepy. However, I was the one who was going to make up the exam, so I had to force myself to watch it.

The date of the official make-up examination has been set, and the school has also issued a notice, two days earlier than the official start of the school. I also started to book a plane ticket on a regular basis, which reminded me of my female classmate at the same table, and it stands to reason that she should not be too early to go back to school, and maybe we will be on the same flight again. With such an intention, it is natural that such and such actions have begun. I pulled out my phone, quickly edited the text message, found her name, and pressed send.

Unexpectedly, and reasonably, she had to go back to school two days late, and unfortunately she couldn't be with me again. However, she said that she had been a little bored lately, and I immediately understood and asked her to watch a movie together, and she agreed. This sudden little luck made my black-and-white review life instantly more colorful, and my mind began to imagine all kinds of beautiful ......

After dinner, I wiped my mouth and went downstairs, although the cold wind was blowing outside, my heart was as hot as the sun, and I walked quickly towards the cinema. I arrived half an hour earlier than the agreed time, and I hurried to see what movie was being released today.

At that time, our cinema was still an old-fashioned state-run cinema, with only one screening hall, and all of them were hardboard seats, and tickets were bought in a small window, showing three movies a day, and sometimes they were often chartered by government units to show red movies. In the past, our elementary and junior high schools organized collective movies to come here, and everyone lined up to come from the school, and each school and each grade section had to be arranged separately day by day.

I looked at the screening trailer written on the small blackboard in the theater, and it turned out to be a classic opera. This time it's over, how can I go on a date, shouting slogans to hit the class enemy together? Forget it, let's wait for her to come. I paced to the barred door of the theater and stood in a prominent position, hoping to make her see it at a glance. From time to time, I also took out my phone to check the time, and when I was really in a hurry, I sent a greeting text message.

In the crowd of people, I was a little longing, not her, this is not her, this is not her...... took out her phone and looked at the time, and found that she had already replied: "It's almost there." "Slightly disappointed, I rekindled my hope and saw a rickshaw in the distance slowly driving in the direction of the cinema. Although I have nearly 500 degrees of myopia, I can still see the familiar figure sitting in the car, yes, it is her.

The rickshaw stopped, she got out of her seat and paid for the ride, and I was speechless and didn't know what to say.

"How did you get a rickshaw?"

"Hmm."

"It's a little cold in the rickshaw."

"Hmm."

"Are you afraid of motion sickness?"

"Yes."

"I just went inside to watch it, it's all opera movies, don't you watch it?"

"Forget it."

"Why don't we go to the arcade, I know there's one around here."

"Okay."

So, we left the cinema and headed for the arcade. The game hall is on the basement floor of the theater not far away, in fact, I haven't been there, but I usually pass by and see the words "game hall" written outside. I don't know if she likes to play with these kinds of things, but I remember that I had a lot of fun with the goddess of wisdom in Chahachong.

When we arrived at our destination, the consoles were scattered around a basement with a few customers, each focusing on their console. It made us feel like we were in a black shop, and the eerie atmosphere made us feel uncomfortable. Compared with the video game city when we were in Cha Ha Chong before, it is completely underground, a sky. Under the eager eyes of the boss, we walked through the entire game hall in 1 minute.

I was a little embarrassed: "Play...... Play? ”

“……”

"Why don't we change places?"

"Okay."

The two of us retreated, with no direction for a while, not knowing what to do next. I pulled her out of the house, but she was blowing the wind outside, which is really unreasonable. I was trying to think about the places around me where I could go, and I also wanted to think of any other classmates who could help me out of this situation, but unfortunately, no. In the final analysis, my emotional intelligence is not high enough, in fact, according to the normal routine in the TV series, I should take her to find a more petty bourgeois place to drink milk tea, coffee or something, but I didn't have this awareness at all. Maybe there was no financial independence at the time, and the lack of change in my pocket was also partly due to this.

The state of being unassertive can't last long, and I have no choice but to take her to the Xinhua bookstore I frequent. We walked through the streets of the town at night, and the cold wind blew and made people shiver. For some reason, I lost the ability to speak, it stands to reason that the two of us are familiar enough, I have more intersections with her than ordinary classmates, and there should be more topics, but at the moment I can't think of what to say in my head. The two of them walked towards Xinhua Bookstore without communication, and the awkward atmosphere never seemed to dissipate.

The direction to Xinhua Bookstore is actually my way home, I have walked countless times, and I am too familiar to be familiar with it, but now it seems extremely long. I couldn't stand the silence of the journey, trying to find a topic from everything around me: the weather, the shops, the pedestrians, the vehicles...... But often the topic doesn't last a couple of sentences, and we end it with a "hmm", "oh", and "yes".

When I finally arrived at Xinhua Bookstore, I wanted to share our lives and studies while reading books, just like when I came with Brother Xiang, so as to break the embarrassment that we had been awkward since we met. However, this time she seems to have her own ideas, she studied design, so as soon as she went upstairs, she ran to the bookshelves of related categories, and soon she was immersed in the sea of books, and finally she was very interested in a book on feng shui decoration, and sat there to read it. So, I also looked for a related book on the side. Through the window on the second floor of Xinhua Bookstore, I could see a newly opened KTV next to it, and I instantly had the idea of inviting her to sing, but only the two of us were afraid that she would think too much, and the two thoughts were constantly competing in my brain.

Eventually, she helped me make a decision, and her mother had something to urge her to come home. I went downstairs with her, and watched her get into the car and breathe a sigh of relief, an embarrassing journey was finally over, and I suddenly felt a stone put down in my heart, but then there was a sense of loss. I later found out that this was the last time we were alone together.