Wang Pan looked a little excited, with her head slightly open her arms, and carefully walked down the ramp without steps, as if someone was pushing behind her and she was deliberately slowing down.

She still wears a ponytail today, and the ponytail still dangles behind her head. I can't help but think of her playful and cute appearance when she was a child, but it seems to be all because of that ponytail.

At lunch, my mother specially fried a few plates of Wang Pan's excellent childhood dishes, so many years have passed, I have long forgotten, and it is rare that she still remembers.

I just don't know if the reason she remembers is the same reason why she happily closed her mouth when she saw me leading Wang Pan home for dinner. My dad's face was tense all the time, but I knew he must be smiling inside.

In fact, not only my parents, but any boy in the village can invite a female classmate to their home alone, and their parents' hearts will be happy, but if the identity of the invitee and the invitee are reversed, I guess no parent can laugh.

I guess it's because this kind of thing hasn't happened yet. seems extremely selfish, but as a child, I can't help but be grateful for this blood love.

Mother's love for the child, mother's love is out of a calf-licking instinct, and it is generally more stable, unless its owner has lost his nature, but how much of the child's love is because of moral kidnapping? If Lao Laizi's words about entertaining his father never appeared, would he still entertain his father at that time?

Maybe there are really a lot of loves, but they all bury this kind of love in their hearts, because there is no way to study it, it is equivalent to nothing.

After lunch, the loss hit me again, although it started with Wang Pan's departure, but it was someone else who made me lost.

Whether you complain or enjoy, the days always pass as always, and the winter holidays pass in this way, whether long or short just varies from person to person.

As I walked into the school, the street lights were coming on, as if I was disturbed by the sound of my footsteps. I didn't rush back to the dormitory, but went straight to the public window to check the class schedule.

There was no one in front of the window, which was exactly what I wanted to see. The total number of classes has not changed, there are still seven classes, except for the seven classes of art and sports, the remaining six classes are naturally ranked according to their grades from high to low.

I skipped the first and second shifts and started directly from the third shift:

Liu Dazhi, Yu Shu, Bao Shuxiang, Shi Zhentian, Tang Dynasty, Fei Lian, Cen Xue, Hua Yaomei, Lei Lei, He Zhiqiang, Ni Ni, Tang Miao、...... Teng Xiaojuan, Yin Tao, Luo Hua, Hao Ren, Wu Zijun, An Ping, Chang Le, Yu You, Pi Liwu, Charon, Qilu, Kang Qing.

I didn't find my name until the end, and my heart became numb from nervousness. When I read the first name of the fourth class, my heart suddenly cooled. Qian Duo's name was like a dagger stuck into my heart, and I was caught off guard.

When I looked down further, it seemed that every name had a spirituality and was smiling at me, and that smile was full of bitter sarcasm. Wu Yi, Yu Guo, Yuan Xiaokui, Bu Shu......

"Gu Xiaohu! We're really fated to do it! ”

I looked back and saw Yu Zhaomin staring at me with a smile on her face, but before I could answer, she continued, "Look, even the name is next to each other." ”

Following the direction of her finger, the first thing that caught my eye was Zhao Min's name, and right in front of it was my name Gu Xiaohu. In the face of such a dramatic life coincidence, if you ask how you felt at the time, I really can't retell it in words afterwards.

Perhaps, as others say, I have been trapped in my own world, and I have too little life experience! Yu Zhaomin can find my name at a glance, which is actually not surprising. Because my name and Zhao Min's name were annotated with a red pen -

Drawing an apple on the number line where x and y intersect made me puzzled for a while, and Yu Zhaomin was naturally even more puzzled.

When I returned to the dormitory, I didn't see Qian Duo, so I put down my backpack, casually lifted the cover that was folded in half with the mat, and then sat on the edge of the bed and was stunned for a while. suddenly remembered Yu Zhaomin, so he hurriedly walked downstairs.

From afar, I saw her sitting under the street lamp, holding a book in her hand. She didn't find out until I walked over and sat down next to her. Then she closed the book and placed it on her legs together, stretching on the spot.

I took the book from her lap and saw that the cover read "Shima's Poems", and for a moment my thoughts flew and I asked with a sideways face, "You also like poetry?" ”

"Why, is poetry only poets worthy of liking?" She replied with a smile.

"Have you ever thought about trying to write?" As Zhao Min said, this question has formed a conditioned reflex for me.

"I'm not that narcissistic!" She lifted her hands and pulled the hair that had been scattered on the sides of her chest behind her shoulders. The head is also raised upward, and the milky white face looks even more fresh in the light, like a fresh lychee that has been peeled off.

Seeing that I unconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, I felt out of shape, and hurriedly lowered my head to turn over "Shima's Poems".

"How can writing poetry be narcissistic?"

"I like poets, and if I write poetry myself, isn't it narcissistic?"

"Am I not a narcissist, then?"

"Oops! I'm so stupid, I should have learned to write poetry a long time ago, but I'm a poet now!" I was puzzled for a moment and was about to ask again.

"Let's go, I'm hungry." She jumped up and jumped a few times, and I got up and handed her back the book, but she didn't reach out.

"I've got you."

"I have read most of Xu Zhimo's poems, and besides, a gentleman does not plunder the beauty of others."

"That gentleman must not know what he has missed, don't you?"

"Don't, thank you!"

She shook her head with a sly smile, took the book and stuffed it into the crossbody bag: "Ugly words are ahead, don't blame me for not giving it when you want it then!" ”

The place to eat, Yu Zhaomin, first proposed to go to the night market street, and then asked for my opinion, of course I had no opinion. She also said that she liked to run at night, so she might as well run.

I just remember the saying: take a full bath, shave your head when hungry. As for running when you're hungry, it's the first time I've heard of it. But I still agree, because I don't have the confidence to have an opinion.

During the meal, she was the first to order a lot of things, and I heard that many of them were my favorite foods. I was wondering how she knew, but I didn't expect her to smile and say, "Why don't you order?" ”

It made me cry and laugh a little: "Didn't you help me order everything?" If you come one by one, I'm afraid you'll have to ask for foreign help. ”

"It's such a coincidence, it seems that we ate at the same table in our last life."

"Then we must have been born into a rich family, and how can a poor family afford to support a sister like you?" I continued, "In that case, it is better to continue the fate of the previous life, I recognize you as ......"