At that time, there was such a passage, which he didn't quite understand at the time, but now it seems to have figured it out

(The person who really loves you can't say the reason why he really loves you, he only knows that he doesn't care about paying attention to others; The person who really loves you always makes you angry, but you can't realize what he has done wrong; Someone who truly loves you will only shed tears in front of you alone; Someone who really loves you will slam you when you forget to reply to his text messages; People who really love you rarely praise you in person, but they affirm in their hearts that you are the best; If you really love you, you know that you will lose if you are serious in love, and you have to be serious)

They all like to say that if you are serious, you will lose, but everyone likes that serious look, including yourself, because no one likes to fall, if you like to fall, it is just to find a high-sounding reason for your serious loss

At that time, Yang Yuchen and Xia Xueer were discussing the topic

I remember the title at the time was like this

"If only yesterday were tomorrow, then today is Friday, but what day of the week is today?"

"Yang Yuchen, look at this question interestingly"

On a lazy and quiet afternoon, the sun shines through the dead branches and branches that are too chaotic to climb upward, and the mottled images of the trees are some unwritten symbols scattered on the frozen ground. Like his mood lying on the table at the moment, disorganized but with nowhere to put it. The glass illuminated by the sun scatters a large circle of light, which is dazzling and bright. His eyes were filled with a look of depravity.

"Nothing interesting can disturb his nap," he glanced at absently

"If today is Sunday and yesterday is Saturday, according to the title, it means that tomorrow is Saturday, then today is Friday... You should understand, right? ”

"What do you mean by should? It's as if he's a lot weaker than you," was the only thing he thought at the time

I glanced at it with the psychology of not wanting to be despised by her, and thought about it when I saw the topic

"Let tomorrow be x, if yesterday is x, tomorrow is x+2, today x+1 is Friday, so x=4, today Wednesday, counter-validation, if today is Wednesday, then say yesterday is Tuesday, tomorrow is Thursday, yesterday is tomorrow then today is Friday"

He was sure to tell him it was Wednesday

"Why?" She asked why it wasn't Sunday, and cited the irrationality of his reasoning

"Isn't it Sunday? Let today be x, yesterday is x-1, yesterday is tomorrow, and today is Friday, so x-1=6, x=7, i.e. today is Sunday, verify: suppose it's Sunday, Sunday's yesterday is Saturday, then today is Friday, Friday's tomorrow is Saturday, so it's Sunday"

She still insisted that it was Sunday, and he still insisted that it was Wednesday, and they both made a lot of money for it

"What logic do you have? Why can't you figure it out with a simple question? He said angrily

"He also wondered why you couldn't figure out what he said"

It's really fun to think about it now, until the bell rings and the students are still entering the classroom, and they go to ask the other students, and a magical scene happens

Then there were two teams, Sunday and Wednesday, and they had a heated discussion that didn't seem to solve the problem

Sunday and Wednesday overturned each other, and he and she were both angry trying to convince each other, because they didn't talk all afternoon on the subject

"Well, he told you that this is how it should be," he tentatively persuaded him

"He told you it's Sunday"

"Alas, well, well, they don't discuss this anymore, since none of them can convince anyone"

"Okay, reluctantly promise you"

She said reluctantly, as if she was very dissatisfied, and the matter was over

The next day, he went to class as usual, lying on his stomach for a while when he should sleep, and she was always preoccupied

"Are you still worried about yesterday?" He asked

"How is that possible? How can he be so big that people can care about you? ”

"Are you alright?"

"It's okay," she visibly panicked

Seeing her frowning, he wanted to comfort her, but often good intentions are easy to do bad things

"Be happy. Why don't we write down what we think on paper and give it to the other side? ”

"Okay," she nodded

When he had finished, he handed her the note, and she handed him the note she had written, and he thought he was clever enough to think of this way to comfort people

She wrote "He dreamed that he had a bad score in the monthly exam this time, and the teacher told him to call his parents, saying that now they are seriously affecting each other, and they are going to change their positions, which is a little unhappy"

At that time, I saw that she was unhappy, that is, I simply wanted to comfort her, and my thoughts were simple, but the result was a bit complicated, and I was shown off by my own operation

He remembers that he wrote on a piece of paper at the time: "May your dreams come true"

He saw something unkind in her eyes, and he didn't dare to look into her eyes, and he didn't expect her to say anything at the time

"Xia Xue'er, you heard him say, he really didn't mean that you wrote like this"

"You just did it on purpose," she said, giving him a dejected look

Maybe it was because there was already a subtle change in my heart at that time, and I just didn't want to see her sad and unhappy at that time. I didn't understand it at the time, but it turned out that this was called youth

Youth is a season of wandering rain, once with great fanfare wet the past windowsill, the ticking sound sprinted to the mind, began in the blurred June, but the whole three springs, summers, autumns and winters, but also once tears and confusion, in that simple age in addition to the only thing I want to do is to give her all the good I want to do, the story of youth in the rainy season of youth with a small umbrella walked, covering half of the face, unclear existence.

"Don't be angry, okay?" He didn't want her to be angry at the time

The class bell rang at such a time, and she was still in such a depressed mood after half a class, and I have to say that their teacher's eyes were so powerful, such a subtle change was also noticed by his old man

"Xia Xue'er, you get up and answer him this question"

This sentence was like borrowing a corpse to resurrect her soul, and she woke up

"What is made up of lines and surfaces?"

He remembered whispering to her that it was geometry

"It's geometry," he reminded over and over again, she didn't look at him like a nobody, didn't know what to think, didn't say it too loudly, maybe she didn't hear it

This foodie doesn't know if he has been with him for a long time and has a second illness, or if he hasn't come back yet.

She thought about it thoughtfully, and answered seriously

"Stuffing and noodles? It's supposed to be dumplings! ”

As soon as she said this, the whole class laughed, and she realized that what she and the teacher were talking about was not the same thing

"Xia Xue'er should be hungry, you must remember to eat more after class, don't travel in class"

After that, she slowly recovered and did not continue to fugue, so it is estimated that people will always have some low moods

The acquaintance of someone and someone in life seems to be a certain number in the dark, as if everyone is a tiny speck of dust, floating aimlessly in the air, always relying on a certain opportunity, with a certain force, there will be a collision with another speck of dust, so no one is the original self