Wednesday at noon.

In front of the pavilion in the wetland park next to the school's path.

Will anyone really come to recognize you?

Yes, and no one is holding anyone, isn't it a willing agreement?

There is no doubt, Hua Lone's heart is constantly painted with various characters.

- "Hello~ I'm a stupid little broken child. ”

Maybe it's a handsome and good-looking rich sunny boy?

Hey, why does Hua Lone's subconscious emphasize the children of rich families?

It's still her subconscious, and Hua Lin excuses herself:

Because "poverty" will make all stories have no future.

- "Yes, that's me. Stupid little broken child, how? ”

Maybe it's a ruffian......

Oh, that's okay, boys aren't bad girls don't love.

If you can, there will be different brilliant sparks between ordinary students and campus tyrants, and there can be wonderful and sensational stories worth looking forward to.

- "Hey, it's me..."

Maybe it's an honest and transparent little transparent, ordinary classmate with no sense of existence, will you be disappointed? Maybe it's okay, if that's the case, we're equal.

…

Now that you've got the characters, it's time to think about the appearance.

Hua Lonely is super interested, full of a sense of substitution and non-stop YY.

But no matter what, the theme of Flower Loneliness has not changed, as if she foresaw that she would start a romantic journey of pure love;

It is expected that this strange netizen fell in love with him at first sight, and then maintained it everywhere, just like in all youth campus dramas, the serious Cinderella met the affectionate prince who came to her with a crystal slipper.

"A thousand miles of marriage".

Think about it again, if this situation really happens, what kind of attitude should I have?

Do you want to be a little more reserved?

Hua Lin secretly thought to herself, what should she do when she passed by that pavilion?

Should I stop for him?

Do you want to design a gorgeous parking look?

Or is it lust?

Or let everything move with the wind, hide love in autumn fairy tales, and hold on to your own mystery?

…

Nervousness and fantasy are not a kind of disease.

Looking forward to the stars, looking forward to the moon, the appointed day is long overdue.

I had lunch at home that day, and I usually like to listen to my parents at the dinner table, but this time Hua Lonely has no interest, just keeps paying attention to the watch on the wall, looking at the hour and minute hands, you chase me, and step on her heartbeat every second.

Approaching the time, Hua Lin tied a simple ball head for herself, trying to create a simple beauty in simplicity, and there is no other way to modify it, I hope the other party can understand that this is their own truth.

Get on the bike, go, go.

After a while, the wetland park was in front of her, and Hua Lonely couldn't help but slow down the car.

Who will it be?

As it was about to pass, the young girl quickly adjusted her sitting posture and the frequency of stepping on the pedals, trying to make herself look a little more elegant.

The wetland park near the road is surrounded by evergreen camphor on one side, and in the distance is the sycamore, which is covered with golden.

The gradient from green to golden adds a layer to the sparse autumn landscape, and the empty pavilion is in the middle of nature's palette.

Yes, empty.

On the left is greenery, and on the right is bleak.

Just one step away, the lonely flower lonely, the whole person disappeared into the scenery of dead leaves like a chameleon.

Is it a joke?

Who would take it seriously?

Really?

So ridiculous.

Stupefied.

Throughout the afternoon, the classmates chatted hotly, chatting about Jay Chou's new album, humming a minor key, and only Hua Lonely was depressed.

Zhang Xin was used to the occasional distraction of Hua Lone, and besides, what else could she do, it was just Lu Yinuo left and right, so he arched Hua Lone's arm and only said: "A has opened a new boutique over there, let's wait for the detour after school to go shopping over there." ”

Hua Lin responded like an emotionless machine.

Boutiques are one of the most popular places for high school girls.

And the most popular boutiques often have to meet this quality: dreamy.

There will be a group of loyal repeat customers near the school district, the whole store must have a warm atmosphere, soft lighting, full of petty bourgeois emotions, you can use floral decorations, and the stationery sold is super good to look good and write, taking into account artistry, aesthetics and practicality.

Not to mention anything else, just the cute and fluffy teddy bear that fills the wall can sprout the heart of a beautiful girl for the first time.

If the owner has good taste, any pot of succulent potted plants, music boxes, and hand-painted ukuleles in oil paintings is a deep attraction for high school students.

The most difficult thing is that the boss can't be face blind, basically he has to be able to remember the preferences of the customers and students who have reached the super VIP level in the store, and they can also find common topics to talk about, so that the feeling of being at home can be more plus.

So you don't have to worry about what gifts are appropriate between classmates, you don't need to be creative, you can find the answer when you come to the boutique.

Pinch your fingers, the beautiful girls who visit the boutique now are also the backbone of Tmall Taobao ten years later.

In the past, Hua Lin would accompany Zhang Xin to take a look inside and come up with ideas.

She had seen the prototype of the crystal ornaments given by Shen Yiyi in a similar boutique, and saw a variety of different styles lined up.

This time, Hua Lin didn't go in, it was the end of school time in A Middle School, and the flow of students was particularly large, and it was crowded.

She thought about her thoughts, so lonely that she parked outside, didn't get out of the car, and waited for Zhang Xin with one foot on the ground.

When I came just now, I passed by the pavilion again, and Hua Lin took a look at it again.

Still nothing.

In a daze, an old face from far to near, it is Ge Taisheng in A.

He looked at Hua Lin in disbelief, and hit Hua Li's car with the faucet.

"No way, I'm not dreaming. Can I still meet you here? ”

Ge Taisheng is a little yin and yang.

Hua Lin didn't have a good temper, and replied: "What you said, I'm not gone." ”

"Then why don't we have you every time we meet?"

"Every time? I don't know. ”

"Forget it, I guess you don't want to associate with our old classmates."

"What do you mean?"

"It's not interesting, Lin Shuyu said before I didn't believe it, and then I also called you once, and your mother answered, saying that you have to study hard, and shouted that we don't have anything to do not bother you, what's the matter, what are you doing now in our A area?"

This question made Hua Lian dumbfounded, she didn't know that Ge Taisheng had called her, she didn't know that her mother blocked back, and she didn't know how many times they had partyed.

I haven't been alone with Shu Yu, I just think that I am busy and have no space, and I don't know the story behind it.

Ge Taisheng didn't want to wait for Hua Lin to explain anything, he picked up the handlebar to leave, and after a few steps, he stopped again, and he turned back and only looked at Hua Lian.

With Hua Lone's understanding of him, there is something under that look.

"What's wrong? You said. ”

Ge Taisheng seemed to struggle a little, he turned his head, glanced at him again, and said nothing.

"Talk, what else, talk about it together."

Zhang Xin happened to come out, afraid that Hua Lin would be impatient, so he stood at the door of the store and shouted to Hua Lian: "Hua, you wait for me a little longer, I'll take a look." And he went back in.

Xu is the right time, place and people, Ge Taisheng saw this, and completely reversed back.

"You and Xiaobai are in the same class, right?"

“……”

"Haven't you spoken yet?"

“……”

"Do you know why?"

……

This three-in-a-row that directly faces the soul of Hua Lin doesn't need to answer at all, and asks knowingly.

And since Ge Taisheng has made up his mind to reveal his heart, he has no scruples, and only hula and makes a statement like pouring beans.

He looked directly at Hua Lone, and the regret and sincerity in his eyes were visible to the naked eye, not deliberately sowing discord, because every word he said later was a real thing.

Hua Silent listened to everything in silence and understood everything.

By the time Zhang Xin came out, Ge Taisheng had already left.

Zhang Xin happily told Hua Lin that this boutique also sells CDs, and she auditioned one song at a time in it, and Jay Chou's album "Fantesi" is really good, and she must buy it home.

When nothing happened, she symbolically took Jay Chou's album and glanced at the song title a few times, and gave it to Zhang Xin, and continued to listen to Zhang Xin talk about her experience of shopping for so long, and she had nothing to say all the way home.

Not surprisingly, I went home much later than usual, and it was already dark early in autumn. Dad got angry and asked Hua Lin sharply, Hua Lin really couldn't answer, he was slapped at the moment, and he didn't feel wronged at that moment, as if he really should be beaten, and he knew that only these few slaps were made, for Dad, the shot was already very restrained.

At the desk, the night was cold.

The moonlight shone into the room, like a sprinkle of salt on the tip of Hua Lone's heart.

The more you recall, the more ridiculous it gets.

Especially the foolish agreement that Hua Lin never forgot today, which invisibly confirmed some of Ge Taisheng's words.

But why did he tell himself?

He also mentioned that "this is something he can grasp now", he still has something he can grasp now, Hua Lin thought, what can he grasp if he is sloppy and no longer expensive?

The depressed Hua Lin buried herself in the quilt, even if it was suffocating, she wanted to find a little wrap, the kind that wrapped herself as tightly as possible, maybe she could have a sense of security, and a little warmth.

Autumn, when it is really slow.

And the cold, indeed, can be sudden.