After taking a bath, I collapsed headlong on the soft bed.

When I woke up at four o'clock in the afternoon, I quickly called Xu Konglan, told her that I had arrived in Beijing and where I was staying, and asked her to arrange a party for her old classmates tonight.

Maybe it was because of the rain last night, and I was dizzy and didn't want to eat anything. But I was so hungry that I got to the commissary to buy two bags of instant noodles and soak them in boiling water to make do with my stomach, and then lazily lay on the bed and waited for Xu Konglan's call.

In this free time, I quickly sorted out and calmed down my somewhat confused emotions. After being convinced that my attitude towards Xu Konglan was not rude, I breathed a long sigh of relief, and I couldn't help but think of the deep affection for my college classmate who was a year older than me, but was actually only a few months old.

In the four years of college, she has always cared about me and helped me, until the days when I was about to graduate, I poured out her true feelings to me, and I woke up like a dream. At the time, I was stunned, if I had revealed my true feelings in the first place, I would definitely never have a relationship with her like a girl who refused to show me love since high school, I thought she was treating me like a sister.

Seriously, I've been quite popular with women since I was in junior high school, and many girls in my class, other classes, and seniors have secretly stared at me. It didn't matter at first, I didn't quite understand it. Just because my mother left early, only my father and I depended on each other, and my heart has always been very painful, I always feel inferior, and I have no backing, so I am naturally a little withdrawn.

At that time, I liked to be alone, running to the river to watch the sunset.

I remember there was an essay in high school about my parents, and I wrote about my family. The teacher liked the essay very much, and read it with emotion in the essay evaluation class, and most of the students were in tears. Later, this article participated in the "Kiss My Parents" essay contest for middle school students in Binjiang City and won the first prize.

At that time, many girls liked me, probably because I had excellent grades, jumped one level in junior high and high school, and valued my handsome appearance, so I often received some letters that made me blush and my heart beat. But I was facing the pressure of the college entrance examination, and my father was the only one in the family, and there was no way out, so I didn't care about the feelings of those girls at all.

I really have a feeling for girls when I was a freshman, and as soon as I entered school, it was a singing competition on National Day.

I played myself on the guitar and sang a song "Daddy's Back" written and composed by myself. With the flick of my fingers, all the lights became blurry and dreamy, and my father seemed to gradually flicker before my eyes, becoming clearer and clearer, and I felt as if I was standing on the train platform again, with autumn leaves falling beside me......

The train is about to leave,

I'm leaving,

Parting is coming,

How shall the word be spoken to you?

Seeing that the weather is autumn,

The leaves are crying,

Turn around and it's the back,

You're in the past.

I know that after this, and after this,

I may have seen you in my dreams,

It's just that then,

I was extremely reluctant to admit it.

So when you turn around,

After turning around,

That back after so long,

Still alive in my dreams,

Trembling slightly, trembling slightly.

Before the song was sung, the audience applauded thunderously, and finally won a second prize.

A girl in the history department has her eye on me. At first, he and I had a relationship with my fellow countrymen, and then he often asked me to go to the library, to the bar, and to go shopping. I said that I was notoriously poor and would not give her happiness, and rejected her without any consultation. To this day, I remember her staggering back as she turned around and disappeared at the end of the campus path in tears.

Xu Konglan, known as the first flower of the Chinese Department, is empathetic, and his temperament is as elegant and extraordinary as the empty valley orchid, and he was naturally elected by his classmates as the secretary of the class branch. She took care of me like any other classmate, often bought me things, and even if something went wrong in my life, she always helped me solve it just right without the slightest surprise.

The only time I was surprised was when I confessed to me on the eve of graduation.

Twilight Spring. Xu Konglan and I strolled along the campus path between the cherry blossoms.

As we talked, the cherry blossoms around us kept swaying, and many petals left the branches in the soft spring breeze, wrapping their light and delicate bodies. Cherry blossoms are my favorite flowers, and they are beautiful and poetic in the sunset! She rolls, she spins, she flies, she soars into the sky, and there is a little bit of beauty.

In a trance, I felt that Xu Konglan was like a cherry blossom, with the same spirit as the cherry blossoms.

I know, in fact, she also loves cherry blossoms, loves their colorfulness, and loves their perseverance.

Suddenly, Xu Konglan turned around and ran to a cherry tree, pulled down a cherry blossom with her right hand, covering part of her face, and stroked the trunk with her left hand, the afterglow of the sunset bathed her more delicate and moving, and the pure smile on her face was simply a fresh fairy tale in spring.

Somehow, at this moment, I actually felt as if there was a strange wind, blowing up my originally peaceful heart lake for a moment, and I quickly calmed my emotions, still looking at her with pure eyes.

I heard her ask me softly, "Mingxi, what kind of ancient poem do you see I'm performing now?" "It sounded a little awkward, but after a little thought, I realized that she had lost the word "Chu" in her address to me.

I didn't pay much attention to it, just smiled faintly and said, "I didn't think of any ancient poems, but I remembered a modern poem, the author you must know." ”

Seeing her look a little surprised and a little unbelieving, I smiled evilly: "Last year, on campus today, the cherry blossoms on people's faces were red. The face of the person is gone, and the cherry blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze. ”

She seemed to sigh lightly with ulterior motives, looking at her look of wanting to say goodbye, I couldn't help laughing: "My secretary, you have always been cheerful, why are you twisting and pinching Lin Daiyu in front of me now?" If you have something to say, just say it! ”

I made a deaf look.

As if with a great deal of determination, she spoke with obvious difficulty, and although her voice was not loud, it was clear: "I am the face of the poem, will you let me stand by your side forever?" ”

In an instant, I became dizzy, as if I was a little happy, a little sad, a little hopeless, and a little sad. I just stood quietly in the blood-red afterglow of the sunset, looking at her coldly, I didn't know how to speak, how could I speak!

I stood stupidly like this, and it wasn't until the sunset was completely embraced by the earth that I realized that I had been standing for a long time, and I realized that I was holding in my hand what Xu Konglan had stuffed into me when she left.

I unfolded the letterhead in my hand.