Chapter 3 I don't know the spicy taste of first love

Yang is a person who likes water, pure and holy, simple and quiet. She and I were high school classmates. This is how she made me feel when we first met.

At that time, we all loved to play, we had our own team, we played a game against other classes every week, and our dream was to dominate the whole high school. Every time I get to recess, I run desperately on the playground with a large group of people, shouting hard, and when I am tired, I come back and sleep beautifully in the classroom. As long as it's not a class teacher's class, it's usually going to be very long. When I first entered high school, boys and girls always had a kind of separation between each other and didn't know how to break through, and no one was willing to talk to anyone first, maybe it was really because they were unfamiliar or too unfamiliar, but they were actually shy.

Once when I came back from playing football, I felt that I was too thirsty, and my mouth was burning like fire, and I saw a very chic cup on a table, which happened to have half a cup of cold water in it, and I drank it without thinking about it, and when I was about to make a beautiful sound, I saw a quiet face full of questions in front of me, just the right amount of long hair, a body that was slightly fatter than slender, and a question mark fluttering in my eyes.

This is how my story with her began. It's just that at the beginning, I didn't realize that in this play, the protagonist is imaginary, and the supporting role is an obsessive clown like myself. This one-man show, which quietly kicked off, was destined to last a long time as soon as it opened.

Jintan is a small city surrounded by mountains on three sides and water on the other, which is a small basin in the mountains. I grew up in this place called Golden Beach since I was a child, and from elementary school to middle school and then to high school, I walked step by step very steadily. The pursuit of happiness in the ordinary. The appearance of the ocean is perhaps the biggest highlight. The current population doesn't know if there is really a lot of no place to pretend, a high school class has to fit more than 70 people, that's called a lively, I haven't experienced this formation, that's what kind of people have, all kinds of people, at the time I thought it was very fun, not lonely.

People grow up, and in the process of growing up, their emotions gradually mature, but they didn't expect it to be so sudden, just such a big little broken child, who can understand love? Who can understand love? It's all an incomprehensible mystery, and we should call it precociousness. It's a pity that the more I don't understand something, the more curious and fascinated I become. Yang is such an existence, my obsession, all my revolves around her, my cleverness and all kinds of designs are to get close to her.

My further contact with Yang was on the way home. One day, I found out that she had the same way home as I did. At that time, my head turned around, and I thought it was a good excuse to go home from school and walk with her for a while.

Yang has a good friend named Hai Jing, who is a junior high school classmate with her, she and Yang are very good, and they also went to school together, from junior high school to high school, and later separated from arts and sciences. Hai Jing is a lively and cheerful person, very straightforward, and Yang is a stark contrast when they are together, every time they leave school, the two of them walk together, my appearance is purely skinless and faceless hard closeness, and I joined the team of the two of them to go home as a scoundrel. Just such an outsider and you, an insider, plus a naughty and playful person, form a trio on the way home.

The road leading out of the school stretches all the way to the north, and at the place of the North Bridge, we all have our own directions. The ocean went west, the sea was quiet to the east, and I followed the road all the way to the north. At the beginning, no one broke the rules, and then we walked more together, and the three of us went west to send Yang home first, and then I sent Haijing home, and then went home by myself, of course, this task as a flower messenger is mainly carried out every day after the evening self-study, and we don't go together much during the day. That period of time may be quite special, just like many scenes in the movie that send girls home, my inner drama is all imaginative, and then my mother thinks that I go home later than before, and my legs are thin, and I have to have a supper when I come back at night, and I see that I am pitiful, so I directly set up a residential school, and I don't send them much.

Hai Jing's straightforwardness gave me a new understanding one day.

She said: "Fu Yizhuo, you are very humorous and responsible, I like you." Then he kissed me on the cheek.

At the time, I was at a loss and didn't know what to do, and I thought it was too much of a joke. I just regard Yang and Jing as good friends in my heart.,Even if there would be any wrong thoughts, I didn't expect it to be so sudden.。 This should be regarded as a difficult problem in front of me, about emotional matters, where is it so easy to distinguish between right and wrong. I don't know how to answer Jing, how to face the two of them, I always think about this question alone when no one is around, I will unconsciously compare the two of them, and then ask my heart. Maybe I'm afraid of comparing everything, but in the face of the quietness of the foreign and the straightforwardness of the quiet, I finally chose the former. Because I have always felt that there is always a quiet corner in my heart that is reserved for someone, and that person should also be a quiet person, quiet and tasteful. Therefore, I politely declined Hai Jing, saying that I was a friend, but this just erected an indescribable diaphragm between the three of them, which was extremely hard.

The days are like flowing water, rushing by, my feelings for Yang are slowly accumulating, I didn't confess to her, I just wrote everything I wanted to say to Yang in the diary, because there is always a lot of uncertainty, I want to wait until I have enough courage to confess, just start from liking, and start recording everything about myself and Yang. Insist every day, no matter when, during recess, distracted in class, I will write, and when I go home at night, I will write good night and too many words in the notebook. This gradually formed a habit, like the troubles of young Werther.

It wasn't until Yang's birthday that I decided to give her the thick book that was already full of words as a birthday gift, so that those emotions had a home, and the book carried too much. Maybe it was my first intimate encounter with her, and the memory is especially deep.

It happened to be a Sunday, the weather was fine, and I had to study at night. After carefully preparing for a long time, I found a small restaurant to celebrate Yang's birthday. The cake is made by myself, the above "Happy Birthday to You" and a chic apple are painted by myself, rarely so carefully for whom to prepare for the birthday, not to mention that this time is for a girl I like, and to confess to her on her birthday, the love for a person is transferred from the name to the book, now you have to be brave to say it, the courage to accumulate countless nights will pop up in an instant, it is inevitable to be a little excited. From this point of view, I am still not as good as Hai Jing, who dares to love and hate.

Yang, Haijing, and me, dinner for the three of us. Foreign's Birthday Dinner.

I'm such a fool that I do stupid things when I'm excited. The usually bright head loves to be confused when it is critical. I don't know what to think when I eat, I didn't know what to think about when I was eating, I found a chili pepper in the dish, and the ghost sent it to the gods, and then Mu Na looked at it, put it on Yang's plate with a trembling hand and said, "Yang, I like you very much!" Can you accept me? If you can, you can eat this, and if you can't, you don't have to move. ”

Yang was stunned for a moment, then looked at the chili peppers on the plate, and then looked at me: "How do I eat this?" It's too spicy for me to eat. ”

"It shouldn't be very spicy, I just ate it, and I prepared a Coke for you." I said softly with expectant eyes.

"It's spicy, it's going to be very uncomfortable to eat." Yang argued with his mouth cocked.

"Oh, then you don't eat it." I was so frustrated that I didn't say anything more and started drinking on my own.

"Yang doesn't like to eat spicy things, and she rarely eats them since she was a child, or do you give her another one?" Hai Jing said on the side, maybe she wanted to break the deadlock. Maybe she also wants to help me, after all, I have already explained to her how I feel for her and Yang, not to mention that I am in the same class with Yang every day, and she can understand the degree of fascination.

"There's nothing to change, and if she likes it, I think she'll eat it for me." I said in a daze, my head seemed to be wooden, I didn't understand what Hai Jing meant, and I wouldn't turn around.

Yang's birthday dinner ended unhappily. I also drank a little high, and I basically slept in the evening self-study, and there were tears flowing down in my dreams, salty. Because I have silently paid so much, endured so much suffering and pain, and finally got such a result, which is really unacceptable.

I still wake up in the middle of the night when I write what I want to say to Yang, I still buy cold mineral water for Yang after physical education class, I still look for this or that opportunity to get close to Yang, I don't eat chili peppers, friends can still do it.

The deep image that Yang left in my mind may be the feeling of first love, and it is not just a name that I am in love. Persistent and obsessive pursuit, fanaticism without scale, and careful management in subtle places. I suddenly became a careful and patient person, and the term friend temporarily defined me and Yang. Yang said: "I think it's still important to study, I'm afraid that if we really start dating, it will not be good." I said, "Then let's go with the flow." "With such a stubborn personality and stubborn attitude, I pursued a high school time for this emotion, and it took three whole years for her to agree to be my girlfriend when she graduated, how bitter.