Happiness is largely something that hinders me.

This basketball club is very spacious, with five PVC plastic courts and two maple flooring courts, and the court is also very noisy, and there are girls watching in twos and threes, but there is a strange girl sitting in the corner.

The long flowing hair falls behind the shoulders, the brim of the cap is pressed down, and the handsome leather jacket and sports shorts form a strange combination, but the reserved legs are exposed, but no one cares about it.

Weiyang just lowered his head and turned the pages of the book, half an hour had passed in the game, and the "representative team" of Shenwai High School was more than 20 points behind. Weiyang also fully understood the situation on the field, and could have cast the enchantment, but because he didn't wait for the target person, he stood up and disappeared at the door.

It stands to reason that the investigation here is over, because Ren Wenyan did not appear, but the strange thing is that Lu Tianhua leaned over after calling a pause.

“…… It seems that Brother Han didn't come, why don't you allow classmates to help us cheer? ”

That's what I asked.

"Sorry, there's something else."

Weiyang stroked his bangs thoughtfully, what, I think the bangs are too long and short. It's better to say that this venue full of masculinity makes her subtlely a little tired.

“…… Anything else? Why don't I call him for you?" After couldn't help but ask, Tianhua smiled.

"No, it's okay, there are still activities in the Literature Department, and it is a summary of the activities last time."

In fact, it is Weiyang's review meeting.

"Alright then, I'll leave you alone."

suddenly remembered that Sun Changyue was still cheering for the boys next to him, and there were really no girls on our side. I don't know why, but I just don't have the interest to get together.

I don't care so much about these big boys as puppies or something.

Ah, I pressed my eyebrows and entered the subway station, I'm afraid this big battle is going to be in vain.

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Actually, how to put it, there is a link between dreams and reality.

Or something called a bridge, and whoever can see the bridge can see the world on the other side.

In layman's terms, this bridge is called a pillow.

In a trance-like dream, Weiyang suddenly remembered a sentence.

Your kindness to me is in a way a very cruel thing. ("The End of a Romance" Graham Greene)

We lost touch, we were in the same desert, looking for the same spring, but we couldn't see each other, always alone.

I say this because if we were together, the desert would not be a desert anymore.

It's a pity......

For those who practice the path, happiness is largely something that hinders me.

Because, happiness is a dreamlike thing for Weiyang.

Shallowly looking forward to it, it seems to be visible, but it is untouchable.

I still remember when I was a child, I ran to the roof of the third floor to spread the quilt, and then lay down in the quilt with my sister and looked at the sky.

A sky full of stars shines on the world at night.

One by one, the sisters gazed at the twinkling stars, confirming the differences in light and shade and color in their glow.

Because of the expanded five senses, both children can recognize the difference between the colors of the stars.

At that time, my sister whispered in my ear that the colors of the stars are different because of the difference in age.

Yellow stars resemble babies, white stars are in the prime of life, and stars that begin to glow reddish or green are elderly.

But if a star suddenly starts shining strongly one day, then it may have died suddenly.

It was still a statement between magicians, and there was no scientific basis, but my sister was confident in saying it at the time.

Even if we are sisters, we must face the question of who is brighter. 】

Just like their countless races, whether it is eating, being obedient, or running, it is my sister who is ahead.

But isn't the time when you die?

The young Weiyang, thinking about these questions blankly, fell asleep in his sister's arms.

Now I fell into a deep sleep like this, and I was awakened by a familiar sentence.

"Arrive at the station ahead, Siping Road Station, please be ready to get off."

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Having said that, here in the Faculty of Letters, there is usually no activity except for the application of the members and the teacher's proposal, because it is about to enter the third year, and the student council is also facing the general election in May, and if you don't stay in office, you will leave the student union.

Ye Shan, the minister of literature, is already a popular candidate for the next student president because of his excellent grades and perhaps his family background. As for Weiyang, there are no further plans.

There are still more than a dozen people in the literature department, maybe they like this kind of opportunity to eat snacks and gossip on holidays, and there are especially many people who come today, and all the members of the department have arrived at half past four in the afternoon. But because Weiyang's dress was too strange, it suddenly became noisy.

The girl who looked like a freshman in high school with a troubled face couldn't help but talk, "That, senior sister ......"

"I know, I'll leave after the debriefing."

I responded naturally, but I don't know if I was misunderstood, and several members of the department asked.

"Will Senior Sister Weiyang run for minister?"

Weiyang was shocked, wasn't I messed up the last event? Could it be that the younger brothers and sisters are so tolerant? And she smiled warmly.

"Ahh......h

"If the senior sister doesn't run, we can rest assured."

Unconsciously, it became a review meeting again, Weiyang suppressed her disappointed expression, and dealt with some small problems one by one, while Ye Shan helped her resist together.

With the two covering each other, the small climax of the protest also passed.

In fact, I just wanted to use the reading room to read books quietly, but I didn't expect this department to really have activities, so I had to secretly recall these laughing and crying experiences of the literature department, and Weiyang sat in the corner of the activity room and listened to the other members begin to state the declaration and policy of the candidacy.

Finally came to an end, and Ye Shan came over to pour tea.

"Weiyang? Weiyang? ”

Ye Shan, who wore a pair of thin-rimmed glasses, woke her up with a warm smile.

"The next event is tomorrow, which is the Arbor Day Essay Contest, do you still want to participate? Because the instructor hopes that there will be 30 submissions, the school newspaper can publish three. ”

What is there to write about Arbor Day? Nothing more than a sunny and sunny blahblahblah...... Isn't that something that elementary school students do? Is the instructor idle?

Forget it, let's face it.

"There's not enough manpower, is there?" Weiyang asked.

"Well, there's a bit of a shortage."

"What do you need me to do?"

“…… Or are you in charge of promotion? ”

In fact, it is to distribute flyers and gather people.

After sighing slightly, Weiyang made a receptive voice.

"It's a good fit, and if you dress up a little weirder, it might be very attractive." Ye Shan felt very funny and smiled.

Finding fault with you? Weiyang glanced at him.

"yes, how many indicators are there?"

"Three is fine. This time, everyone sent two, you and I are cadres, let's share one more, will there be difficulties? ”

"Do your best."

Anyway, there are exactly three of me, but one of them is missing.

"I guess it's going to be handed over tomorrow?"

"Before eight o'clock tomorrow night, you can send it to this mailbox."

“…… Good. ”

Basically, the things that the Ministry of Literature can't usually deal with are handed over to Weiyang to deal with, and the previous activities have been organized by her very popularly, but for some reason she seems to have lost her motivation recently, Ye Shan can only look at this deputy with concern.

But when a beauty is lost, it also means something else, so he decides to try to seize this long-awaited opportunity.

"By the way, Weiyang, I want to discuss the details of the next few activities......

He turned to look directly at her.

And then ...... This? ”

Weiyang blinked in surprise.

"Shall I invite you to dinner in the evening, and we will talk while we eat?"

Hearing this, Weiyang's eyes became dilated.

The so-called happiness is largely something that hinders me, something that is dreamy.

Shallowly looking forward to it, it seems to be visible, but it is untouchable.

Unless the dream can lean over and wrap me in.

Ye Shan always smiles warmly every time he faces Weiyang, which has been a habit of getting along for more than a year.

If you just have a meal, you can relax a little.

"I'm sorry," Weiyang swished to his feet, "I'm fine." ”

"Weiyang?"

"Three, I'll hand it over."

Weiyang's long hair fluttered through the doorway of the activity room.

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If you start to have trouble leaving school, you can go home to the north or go back to the west.

In a trance, I accidentally sat at a station, and it was not impossible to take the return bus on the opposite side, but Weiyang, who was preoccupied, chose to walk back after leaving the station.

Suddenly, I passed the bridge, a small stone bridge parallel to the main road, and there were people on both sides.

The bridge can also be seen in old memories, but it is darker than the current one.

It may be the past, or it may be the future, but what is indelible is life after all.

I have never felt that the place is so beautiful, whether it is the bridge or the western-style house, the impression is much worse.

Memories of lightning flooded back, and memories of sins terrified her.

Can you remember it to the end...... True or fake?

At this moment, I finally remembered.

It was on this bridge that I killed her.

But now everything ...... And how to explain it?!

Never mind...... bar. The afterglow of the setting sun made Weiyang stand on the bridge, staring at such a scene.

Or rather, what's in front of you is real.

It doesn't matter what kind of big battle he is.

"Hey, salted fish." Weiyang dialed the phone.

"What's wrong?"

"Where are you? I'm looking for you for something. ”