The three words "I'm waiting for you" were supposed to make people feel reassuring and romantic, but when two people said them at the same time, they became extremely heavy and overwhelming.

Nanfeng is afraid of repeating the mistakes of the past, afraid of hurting Xizhou, and reluctant to be the self who once worked hard. She locked herself in her dorm room and watched one interesting variety show after another. I don't think about anything, wishing I had never known these two people.

Xizhou threw a large bag of beer onto the swing, turned around and collapsed on the swing, opened a can and poured it into his mouth, and after a while, the ground was full of pinched and misshapen cans.

Xizhou tilted his head and shook the swing, dizzy. Looking at the sky through the gaps in the branches, the scenes of him and the south wind were projected on the blue sky. Finally, the picture of Nanfeng sitting on the side of the road and burying his head in pain is frozen. Xizhou looked at the sky and cried with the south wind in the memory picture.

Nan Qiang sent seemingly intimate greetings to Nanfeng from time to time. It seems to be like a boy who is really very enthusiastic, and this late warmth is like a gorgeous coat, which seems to be gorgeous, but in fact it has already been covered with cobwebs, mold, and a burst of rotten smell. Nanfeng stared at the screen and fell into all the eager work he had done, and kept recalling the difficult nights one after another. She clearly knew that he was lying to herself, but she seemed to have deceived herself unconsciously with him.

As the last rays of the setting sun sink into the horizon, the paralyzing effects of alcohol fade. Bursts of pain welled up in his heart, Xizhou raised his mobile phone, and the only person who could talk was Shizuka. But the mobile phone came again and again, "Your call is not answered for the time being", Xizhou fell asleep on the swing with this strong sense of helplessness. The night breeze couldn't soothe his frowning brow in a dream.

Shizuka clumsily cooks tomato and egg noodles in the kitchen according to the recipe on her phone. Bai Wu lay on the windowsill of his room smoking a cigarette, the moonlight shining on his well-defined abs. He has the same cynical atmosphere as Xizhou, but he is not as delicate and youthful as Xizhou. On the contrary, there is a bit of a shadow of a mature man, and there is a starry stubble on his chin.

Shizuka walked into the room with the boiled noodles, his heart beating warmly for the big boy in front of him. "The first time I cooked noodles for someone else, it might not be delicious. If you don't like it, let's order takeout. Shizuka at this moment is like handing a love letter written by staying up late to a little girl who likes a boy for the first time on campus.

"Thank you." Bai Wuyun thanked lightly, walked over with a cigarette in his mouth, sat on the bed with his face in his mouth, and devoured it. Shizuka sat quietly beside Baiwu, smelling the strong cologne smell on his body.

Xizhou's name flashed lonely on the mobile phone on the side, and the mobile phone was turned on and muted at some point. Bai Wu's afterglow still swept the boy's name. He didn't say anything, looked down and shook his head with a sneer. "What's wrong? Isn't it tasty? If it doesn't taste good, don't force it. Shizuka said that she was going to grab the dishes and chopsticks in Bai Wu's hand. Eaten. I can play games. After saying that, Bai Wu turned around and lay on the bed and picked up the headphones on the side, and I don't know which girl he connected with to start the game.

Shizuka was washing dishes in the kitchen alone, and in retrospect, it was clear that she was just having a playful mindset at first. It was clear that he took the initiative to approach him first, he was the first boy to reach over and just touch his head, and he was the first boy to put on her coat instead of stripping her clothes. She was moved, but in the end he just said, "Don't think too much, I don't want to fall in love." ”

When Shizuka returned to the room, Baiwu was smiling comfortably on the bed. "I'll go back first, you go to bed early." Shizuka picked up her phone and turned around to leave. "Sleep here so late, it's not safe for you to be alone outside." Useless said what seemed warm in the most indifferent tone. "No, it's not the first time I've walked home at night alone." Shizuka didn't stop and walked out, for fear that Bai Wu's next sentence would hurt herself again.

After going out, Shizuka picked up her mobile phone to look at the time, only to find four or five calls from Xizhou. After a moment's hesitation, he dialed back. "Is there something wrong? Show affection, don't tell me, the old lady is upset! Xizhou picked up the phone in a daze and smiled bitterly when he heard this. Old place, do you want to come for a drink? If you don't come, I'll call a few more handsome guys to help! Xizhou sat up, and the familiar bastard tone was again. No need for the handsome guy, I'm only drinking today, I'll take a taxi over now. ”

Xizhou's alcohol strength had completely faded, and he returned downstairs and launched a pure black motorcycle. Pull your bangs back to your head and put on your helmet. Letting the motorcycle roar on the noisy side of the street is like venting his anger.

The last time I came here was with Nanfeng, and since that time, Xizhou and Shizuka have a very tacit understanding and haven't come again. The young people on the dance floor, as always, were heartlessly swinging their arms and shaking their heads to the music. Shizuka and Xizhou sat on the booth, looking at each other's preoccupied appearance and didn't say a word, just touching each other one cup after another. The mood drifted farther and farther away with the alcohol and music.

A boy came over and handed Shizuka a cigarette, Shizuka smiled and took it in his mouth, and the other boy immediately pressed the lighter to light Shizuka's cigarette. The girls next to her also gathered around after confirming that Xizhou had nothing to do with Shizuka. Hand over cigarettes and alcohol to the phone number written on a napkin...... Xizhou took the wine, looked at the smoke and thought that Nanfeng had said that he didn't like the taste of smoke, so he refused. As for napkins, Xizhou is used to wipe the wine on his hands.

Under the surge of alcohol, Shizuka got up and took off her white shirt and tied it around her waist. Inside is a close-fitting camisole white vest that exposes a slender and well-defined collarbone. Walk to the dance floor under the lustful eyes of the boys.

Xizhou picked up his mobile phone and sent a message to Nanfeng saying good night, and was about to get up and walk on the dance floor. But he was stopped by the good night of the south wind's reply. He turned around and went to the bathroom, rinsing his face with cold water over and over again, his bangs were wet and put in front of his eyes, and he pulled them away. The slender eyes are red, and they look even more moving. As soon as he walked out, more girls approached with pity. Before he could say a word, he was hit back by his indifferent eyes.

What he didn't know was that several girls in the corner who had been held in his arms and ruthlessly pushed away by him because of the appearance of Nanfeng were happily watching all this, and they also took a photo of Xizhou surrounded by girls and sent it to Nanfeng. Two or three photos, a text "I thought you were really special to him, but I didn't expect him to change his nature." ”

Nanfeng stared at Xizhou in the photo, without any expression, looking like he was deliberately pretending to be cold, and the girls around him were more charming and coquettish than the other. A sense of anger gradually emerged in Nanfeng's heart. She suddenly realized that she cared so much about him. She wanted to call Xizhou and say something, but when she picked up her phone and saw the photo, she felt bitter again. Which side of this boy is true and which side is fake?

After Xizhou sent the drunk Shizuka home last night, a person vomited in embarrassment on the side of the street, followed by a stomach ache. After a day of drinking, stomach problems are still inevitably reported. He sat alone on a chair on the side of the road and curled up. When he was tired from the pain, he fell into a chair and fell into a deep sleep.

Xizhou, who woke up, did not go back to school immediately, but took a taxi back to the door of the bar, rode the motorcycle that was left here last night, and sped to a breakfast shop that was liked on Nanfeng Weibo. Bought all the signature dishes inside. I hurried back to school. This time, Xizhou didn't wait for Nanfeng to come down to pick it up, but handed it to the aunt in the bedroom, and by the way, he gave the aunt a breakfast, and asked the aunt to hand it over to the south wind.

"Are you up, boys?" Auntie gently knocked on the door of Nanfeng's bedroom. "Is there something wrong with Auntie?" Nanfeng looked at her aunt with sleepy eyes and a puzzled expression. "Just now, a very handsome young man came to me with a big bag of breakfast and asked me to give it to you, he asked you to pick what you like, and you can share the rest with your roommate." The wrinkles on the aunt's smiling face were all squeezed together, and it seemed that Xizhou had also bought the aunt in the bedroom. Nanfeng was the first to think of Xizhou. "Auntie, I don't want to eat it, you can take it and eat it." Thinking of last night's photo, Nanfeng lost his appetite. "Good girl, Auntie has a copy!" "Hey, hey, Nanfeng, if you don't eat, take pity on the hungry us," Nanfeng's roommate rushed out in a panic in slippers and took over breakfast. "Wow, isn't this the internet celebrity breakfast shop you told us you always wanted to go to! He's got all the signs back! Nanfeng stared at the breakfast in the bag, only feeling distraught.

Nanfeng: Nanqiang, I don't want to repeat the mistakes of the past. I think I'll agree with your verification, all I can't let go of is my former humble self. But I want to let myself go.

Nan Qiang: Okay.

Staring at the two words that Nan Qiang replied, Nan Feng felt relieved. Sure enough, there is no retention, okay, these two words, like buying a bottle of iced tea, open the lid and say thank you for your patronage. You pout, sigh softly, and turn around to take a big sip of your drink and go on to the next thing.

South Strong, South Wall. After having Xizhou, Nanfeng didn't crash into this south wall again for the first time. But she didn't dare to believe that Xizhou would be the southern wall that broke her head and bleed.

Xizhou took a shower in the bedroom, still with that clear and good fragrance. He dragged his tired body into the classroom, because this class Nanfeng would be with her. Nanfeng walked into the classroom and saw Xizhou's tired face, and his mind immediately remembered how restless he was on the dance floor last night. She deliberately sat in the front of Xizhou, not looking at him in order to concentrate on the lecture.

I don't know if it's because I didn't sleep well at night, Xizhou looked at the window misty by the morning mist, and always felt like a pair of tearful eyes looking at him, pulling Xizhou into the abyss of sadness.

"The south wind knows my intentions, blowing dreams to Xizhou, what does the last sentence of this poem mean is that if the south wind knows my affection, please blow my dreams to Xizhou to meet her......" The teacher explained the poem in a hoarse and low voice, and also salvaged Xizhou, who was drowning in sadness. Xizhou's gaze fell on Nanfeng's back. But he only saw Nanfeng sitting there indifferently, but he couldn't see Nanfeng copying this poem over and over again in his notebook.