239.Eve of Holiday (1)
Immediately after the school celebration, the final exam will come.
Since the toilet war that day, Xu Xiaochen and Wuhan City have not become brothers without fighting or knowing each other as Jin Li said, but have become a thorn in each other's lives, and they can't wait to deal with each other quickly.
Mu Sisi said that this is the drive of love, because everyone wants to possess, no one is willing to give in, so this battle will not end, unless the bell is divided into two, one to the other is happy, or the party has to come forward in person to solve the grievances between the two. The implication is to let Tang Yao go out of the mountain and untie the rope tied to Wu Xu and Wu Xu who are arrogant.
Poor Tang Yao didn't even understand it before he could figure it out and accepted the medal of the third place won by Chang Jian's campus singer competition, he was still struggling and entangled, and it coincided with the final exam, Tang Yao himself was lacking in skills, how could he still have a little time and energy to give him Wu Xu and the two. You must know that even if you are a top student, you need to review and consolidate, otherwise how can you continue to rank in the top three of the Green Forest list and stand tall for two years.
Tang Yao not only hesitated, but also panicked to find that all his plans related to Chang Jian had quietly changed their taste, and those emotions that were not in the same place had already turned into some unprovoked ambiguities, which were invading Tang Yao's body bit by bit, making Tang Yao unable to guard against it, and accidentally fell back into Chang Jian's gentle countryside and couldn't extricate himself.
Tang Yao remembered the day when Chang Jian was transferred to the weekend art class in the first year of junior high school, and the four eyes of that time reappeared in the long river of memory, and even the poem "There should be at least one time in a lifetime" sounded in her ears.
"At least once in a lifetime,
forgetting yourself for someone's sake,
Don't ask for results, don't ask for peers, don't ask for what you once had,
I don't even ask you to love me,
I just want to meet you in my most beautiful years. ”
In the midnight dream, Tang Yao in the dream sang again and again:
"Whose emotions can't be publicized,
Who pretends to be brave in a strange room,
Who is afraid of rotting at night,
Let the breath suddenly become savage,
Love first.
Blocking this pair of shoulders a little regret,
Love first.
It seems that a pair of wings hide and hide in the dark,
Love first.
People don't understand that once they are dissatisfied,
Love first.
After that, it's sentimental, and then it's ......."
Tang Yao hated himself a little bit, he had no bottom line like this, he repeated the mistakes of the past like this, and he sighed like this.
But if love can say one, two, three, it will be less from the heart, less groundless destining in fate, and less pure in love.
However, Tang Yao's luck is not bad, the summer vacation that follows is just around the corner, and even if Tang Yao's mind can't come up with a clue, he can still escape for two months. There are sixty-two days, one thousand four hundred and eighty-eight hours, and eighty-six thousand two hundred and eighty minutes in two months, these hours should be enough for Tang Yao to think about how to reject Chang Jian, how to take back the love letters he sent one by one in a daze, and return the relationship between himself and Chang Jian to the starting point, Chang Jian is only a member of the sports committee in their class, at most, plus this person runs very fast, and the others have no evaluation. And she, Tang Yao, is also a literary and artistic committee member in Chang Jian's eyes, managing all kinds of literary and artistic activities in the class, at most, the board report is very good, and the others have no evaluation.
How wonderful it should be for two people to retreat to the original starting point, and not to take the first step towards each other, just looking at each other like this.