On the first working day after the end of the Golden League, the School of Management and Economics officially entered the review week.

Towards the end of the year, there have been two heavy snowfalls in Yuan Zenan, and everywhere is covered in white and white, and the entire campus is pure and beautiful.

As for us, the first snow is still far away, but all kinds of important things are coming one after another. The New Year's Day party has begun the stage of program selection, and the final exam is also close at hand. And the student union also began to be busy planning programs, building momentum for the New Year's Day party, making posters, promotional videos, and so on. As a technical department, the learning department is busy collecting all the honor certificates of the students in the class it is responsible for for the students of the whole school and making a comprehensive evaluation form for them.

Xu Siyang and I are partners, so naturally we have to make forms together. However, since he had a week-long experimental class, it was very unrealistic for me to ask him to make the form, so I had to do it myself, even when I was on duty.

It's okay for me to comfort myself that I won't feel like I can't face him if I don't see him. My heart can be calmed for a while.

Thinking so, I went to the duty room with my computer and school bag, signed in and started to make a watch, and just like that, time slowly slipped away for two hours.

After completing a professional form, when I stood up and moved, Sister Qingqing arrived and was on duty with me.

"Jinyu, why are you alone, Xu Siyang?"

Sister Qingqing asked me while signing in, and I replied with a smile: "He has an experiment, but he can't come, so I'll be alone." ”

"I see." After she finished signing in, she hung up the sign-in book and walked towards me: "Okay now, I'll accompany you, and I won't feel lonely." ”

I smiled and nodded, "That's right." ”

"Oh, that's right," Sister Qingqing seemed to remember something, opened her backpack and handed me an envelope: "Didn't you ask Xu Siyang to collect some photos that everyone likes some time ago and wash them out in a unified manner, saying that the Golden League asked you to go to the study department to pick them up that night, but you didn't squeak." After that, Xu Siyang helped you put it in this envelope alone, saying that he would send it to you. But the bear child forgot to take it in the learning department. When I was cleaning up the desk of the study department today, I saw it in the drawer, so I simply brought it to you and gave it to you directly. ”

I was stunned for a long time, and I vaguely remembered a little.

It must have been last week. At that time, Sister Qingqing sent a message in the group of the Learning Department, saying that the Learning Department has a tradition that at the end of each year, it will help wash out the photos that each member likes in the first semester of the school for free, which is a New Year's gift from the Learning Department in advance.

I should have posted a few photos at the time, because I don't like to take pictures, they are all photos of the photo maniac Jiang Wei and Yan Yu passed to me together.

But this envelope looks like it's a thick wad of it, and it shouldn't all be mine.

"What? Silly? Didn't you expect so many? Sister Qingqing laughed, handed it over again, and teased me gently: "I was surprised when I saw such a thick pile." I thought you didn't like taking pictures, but I did. ”

I took it half-convinced, and smiled a little awkwardly: "yes, it's a bit much." ”

"Precious memories, shoot more." Sister Qingqing laughed and gave me a round: "Okay, the thing is given to you, then I will make a watch." ”

I said two more words, just sat there, looking at the envelope.

My heart was beating violently, the same as the last time Xu Siyang's box fell, uncontrollable, curious and nervous.

My gut tells me not to open, not to open. But my hand, as it had been last time, opened again involuntarily and unobediently.

I filtered through my photos one by one, and the rest of my photos followed.

I looked at those pictures and was more terrified than I had been last time. If last time it was rough seas, then this time it is stormy.

There are so many photos that I was surprised, and the perspective is also very unique, and it looks like it was taken secretly. I can also see that I am very careful, because no matter what the photo, there is a characteristic - that is, my face is very clear, and my smile is bright and open.

I picked up the first one with trembling hands. It was a group photo of the first meeting of the learning department, I stood next to Xu Siyang, smiling like a flower, and there was a time in the lower right corner - September 14, 2017.

The second is the one on the basketball court, where he confronted Xu Siyang. I was wearing a red background and black border jersey, with a high ponytail, holding the ball, and confronting Xu Siyang with fierce eyes. And Xu Siyang's eyes were full of smiles, shining with sunshine, staring at me seriously. The date in the lower right corner is September 19th.

The third one is that when I was running 800 meters, my hair was messy, I was sweating profusely, and my glasses had slipped to the bridge of my nose, which looked a little funny. But those eyes were exposed, revealing a firm, radiant light. The date in the lower right corner is October 9, 2017.

Then, the order is out of order. There is the high-definition photo I posted in the new net department of the game with Jiang Yueze, with a change of filter and lipstick, and there is really a sense of looking back and smiling, and the country is captivated.

There are my calm and calm appearance in the debate arena, and there are also photos of me participating in the ancient instrument singer contest and singing with my eyes closed, wearing a cheongsam, full of fairy spirit. Or wearing a skirt, swaying, fair lady, smiling with anticipation. or full of heroism, with a high ponytail, standing proudly, like a woman walking the rivers and lakes.

There was also me in the Golden League, wearing a uniform, posing upright, quite fearlessly, looking at my opponent.

I flipped through them one by one, and the remaining part of the photos were wrapped in cyan paper with different sizes than the previous ones, obviously very carefully and solemnly protected.

Perhaps, from another point of view, he is very careful to hide his mind and does not want to be discovered by others.

I rubbed the bag of photos, didn't dare to open it, and I didn't stand to open it. Dream Island Library

But the curiosity in my heart almost overwhelmed me, and just like that, my rubbing gesture turned into the action of opening the paper bag.

I was tormented, unpacking the paper bag expectantly, feeling guilty at the same time, and doing a psychological struggle with a thief's heart, and in the end, all of this came to naught when I saw the photo.

Only the incredible and the unbelievable remained.

I looked at the vague dim self in the lead, playing and singing on the lawn in a military training uniform, and my brain was buzzing.

This, isn't that the beginning? Before that, Xu Siyang and I only had a relationship with the restaurant.

No, it doesn't seem to be, and during military training, when I was transferred to their company, I met him face to face, and that was supposed to be the second side.

After that, there should be no intersection.

But he has even preserved the picture for so long.

I suppressed the myriad thoughts in my heart and continued to look at the next photo, which was my solo playing the electric guitar during my military training show.

In the photo, my expression is faint, and the lights are numerous, which makes me ethereal and detached.

I looked at the picture and was even more surprised - it was obvious that he had taken it himself. Because of the picture posted on the Internet, there is no such one at all.

Did he pay attention to me so early?

Why? Is it because we've only seen two sides?

Does that make sense?

I continued to look down with questions and found more photos from his angle, unknown to others.

There are photos of me practicing my ball fork on the playground, and there are pictures of me smiling and eating regardless of my image. There is the appearance of a serious meeting when I have a meeting in the learning department, and there is also the appearance of me smiling badly at Jiang Wei at the friendship. There is the way I practice on campus, and I also look like I sing "something just like this" recommended by him in the hip-hop dance competition. The way I celebrate his birthday, the way I sit in a music restaurant and sing for him, the way I look in the dark street, looking down at my phone, etc......

And those photos after that, almost all of them are backs, in various occasions, in various environments, in different places, and in different seasons.

When I participated in the debate tournament and lost the competition, my back was lonely, and I felt lost when I looked at it; I sat crookedly and watched the game, with a lazy posture and no scruples about the image; I sat in the gymnasium, watching the taekwondo tournament with my back on my back, and my heart was heavy; I sat on a bench on the basketball court with my back straight and my back to the camera; Even when I was sitting at a convenience store and lying on my desk, my decadent appearance was recorded in the photo.

I flipped through them one by one, until the end, my whole body was stunned.

The final photo was nothing special, just the things in the pictures, and those familiar sentences, made my whole body fall into a greater shock.

The first thing that caught my eye was the statue of James I gave to Xu Siyang, and the autobiography I gave him. And the sentence that followed was what made me the most panicked.

Because the phrase is "the gift you gave me, I like it very much". It's exactly the same as the one in the ID space where I've seen "thirteen doesn't belong to 23".

And the next photo is the basketball I gave Xu Siyang, and next to the basketball, there is a note with beautiful handwriting, the words on it are chic and have pen bones, but the meaning of connecting them together makes people feel sad.

Because you sent it, I was reluctant to use it.

But I can't tell you the answer, and I can't tell anyone, so I can only write it here.

As I looked at the answer, the scene in my head automatically conjured up when I asked him why he didn't use the basketball I gave him, and the sunny way he smiled.

I can't see the sourness and injustice in his heart.

Flipping back, the pair of rings I gave him shimmered in the light.

The note next to it says, because you like 30, so if I meet someone else, I won't wear it.

And the last photo, which is simple, only has a red trouser belt.

I suddenly felt that the photo in my hand weighed a thousand pounds, and my mind instantly slid through the three love letters that Jian Fei read, as well as the embarrassment that I told Xu Siyang that I gave someone a red trouser belt.

I thought of my own stupidity, and I instantly closed my eyes and sighed.

Fang Jinyu, you are really stupid.