I tried to fit in with the company's revelry, but the tears couldn't stop falling. I closed my eyes and exhaled heavily, as if I wanted to exhale all the memories, trying to lighten myself up.

I can't remember what everyone performed after that.

All I know is that I am like a demon, I am absent-minded in what I do, and I run away after the song is over.

I didn't want to talk when I returned to the dormitory, I just listened to the song silently, and the single was looping.

Suddenly, Yan Yu stood behind me at some point and ripped off my headphones.

I immediately turned my head to look at her, trying to get the headphones back. As if she had already guessed, she dodged sideways, put it on her left ear, and looked unbelieving: "I want to see what you are listening to, so engaged, I can't even hear what we call you" frowned as she spoke, and listened carefully to the song.

After a few seconds, he stared at me with wide eyes, squeezed his eyebrows and patted Jiang Wei to turn around, and his tone was full of excitement that couldn't be hidden: "Look at Jinyu, this sullen slut, as soon as Jiang Handsome finished singing, Jinyu quietly listened to it" As he spoke, he also pulled my mobile phone and looked at the playback settings, and the tone instantly rose a few degrees, showing ridicule: "It's still a single loop!" ”

My sad emotions ran out in an instant. I snatched my phone and pretended to be calm and retorted: "I also like this song too, not to learn from him." ”

This statement is true. I really liked the song first.

In the first year of high school English class, the teacher asked everyone to translate and analyze their favorite English songs, Jiang Yueze picked "Something Just Like This", and I also liked this song in order to avoid repetition and be compared, so I chose this "sailboats"

Later, we found the closest translation to the original sentence together, and after reading the translation, I liked it more and more, and I would hum a few sentences in class.

After Jiang Yueze listened to my pronunciation, he would always take the trouble to correct it. By the end, he and I sang the song to the most standard.

Words don't listen to me, and I know she won't believe them. She sighed meaningfully and continued to tease me: "In this way, why is it that Senior Brother Jiang is like losing your soul after singing you?" Still don't recognize you Sichun? ”

I raised my hand in surrender and replied half-truthfully: "I think this song is relatively niche, but I didn't expect someone to like it as much as I did, so I was very surprised, so I listened to it so many times." ”

Yu playfully exchanged a look with Jiang Wei, and Jiang Wei understood in seconds: "Then don't you like Jiang Handsome guy?" ”

I chuckled inwardly, and though I knew they weren't liking it in that sense, I was still a little nervous.

I hid my smile and asked instead of answering, "Don't you like it?" It's hard for someone not to like that, right? ”

"Yo yo yo, this is not Sichun? Still don't admit it? Yan Yu and Jiang Wei laughed and made up their minds, and accused me together.

I had no choice but to laugh helplessly: "It's like you don't think about spring." ”

As soon as the two of them heard this, they quickly rushed over and scolded me for itching meat, and I immediately surrendered and begged for mercy: "Don't dare, don't dare, eldest sister let me go, I'm sensitive all over my body......"

When Yan Ting came back from washing, the two of them gave up, and I laughed so much that my belly was cramping.

The lights went out, and everyone didn't sleep, and they wanted to have a night talk.

In parable words, Jiang Shuai's standard face of crush successfully reminded her of the person she had a crush on in high school.

So starting with bed number one, everyone took turns to share. And coincidentally, I am the sad No. 1 bed.

The three of them kept urging me to hurry up. I avoided the important and said, "It's a very cliché story." He's my tablemate, he's very good, and I naturally like him. Later, he studied science and I studied literature, and there was no intersection. ”

"Ah" Jiang Wei was very disappointed, couldn't help but feel sorry for me, and asked unwillingly, "Then didn't you tell him?" ”

I couldn't help but laugh out loud, and the laughter was self-deprecating to me: "What is there to say, it's been so long, he should have known." "If he didn't say it, it means that he didn't care.

Jiang Wei understood what I meant, and knew what I didn't say, so I could only sigh faintly when I heard the words, and Yan Ting said: "The secret love is really hard and sad, and there is no result."

The words silently echoed, and began to tell his sad love history: "I am also in love like this. I tried my best to get close to him, and I became good friends with him.

But when I was divided into classes, he got very close to a girl I didn't like, and he could clearly see that I was unhappy, and he didn't keep his distance from her.

At that time, I knew that I was not that important in his heart. ”

Now it was the turn of the three of us to sigh and regret, and the voice of the words was low, and it fell in my ears full of helplessness and regret: "But even so, I still don't regret liking him." I was even very annoyed why when I met him, I couldn't look better, be better, and cherish him a little more. ”

Yes, this is what it feels like to have a crush, bitter and astringent, and joyful.

I have looked forward to everything I have done in my heart, and every little thing is worth being happy for a long time.

The person in your heart gives you an extra look will make you feel that you have hope for the future, and you are motivated to do anything.

I opened my mouth for a long time before I found my voice: "Do you believe it or not, there is a cycle in life." Perhaps, one day when he remembers the past, the most profound memory is the imperfect you, because you are not perfect, so you are different. ”

Yan Yu giggled, and the serious and dull atmosphere instantly dissipated a lot: "I think Jinyu is right, after all, I have been hanging around him for three years with a posture of 140 pounds, and it is difficult for him to forget me." ”

Listening to the words, we laughed. The laughter gradually dissipated, and I heard Yan Ting say softly: "When I was in my third year of high school, I chased a boy very carefully. ”

All three of us dropped our jaws in shock. Who would have thought that a beautiful woman with a classical temperament who always speaks softly and has a super good temper would chase a boy, or in the most critical senior year of high school.