The noise in the shop was quieter, but Xiaoxiao hoped that there would be more noise to fill the silence that suddenly appeared between them.

But since he had said so, why did she bother herself? It's just that he suddenly wants to be her girlfriend when she is unprepared, all of which incredibly unsettles her, and makes people tremble slightly because of the excitement, for fear of falling a little bit.

She knew it wasn't a dream, it was a real presence, she touched his protruding eyebrow bones and his cold earlobes, he kissed her softly by the street lamp downstairs in the unit, he felt the vibration of insect wings in his ears, he scolded her for being stupid like a pig and she wasn't angry, he squatted down to tie her shoes after the convention ended.

She told herself that Xiaoxiao was a high incense burner in his previous life, and he should be satisfied if he met a boy who treated him so well.

They returned to school after eating, and still bumped into a few pairs of meaningful eyes on the way. When she was about to arrive at the teaching building, Ling Zhu Dong ran downstairs, and the beautiful girl with long hair and shawl stood under the clear sky, the youth and invincibility exuded by her body collided with the innocent and impulsive atmosphere unique to summer, and even the floating clouds were still in perfect posture.

However, when the girl passed by her, she clearly heard the word "slut" squeezed out of her teeth. As Chugo's ex, was stung by her hand that he was holding tightly, right? She lowered her head, and the gossip of others rang in her ears.

She is willing to be pointed at, she is willing to dedicate her self-esteem to let them trample on her anger and join in the fun, Xiaoxiao, who is so strong, is not cowardly, she is just for a person not to cause trouble, and enjoy the huge peace of mind and ordinariness in her heart and never think about it.

In fact, her personal feelings are not as simple as she thought they would be. Before she met Chugo, she was already sad for a boy.

One day, in a sleepy history class, a small note torn from her homework book was thrown from her seat, and she opened it and saw a familiar font: Xiaoxiao, does he think he is reliable? Just now I was fighting with someone else for her, and in the blink of an eye, I went to chase him again.

She wrote below with an expressionless face: Miss Guo Tianzi, does he think he is reliable? just said that he was inseparable from her life and death, and in the blink of an eye, he hugged him into his arms.

She moved lazily and asked her table mates to help her pass to the front row. Actually, she didn't have the pleasure of revenge, she really didn't. The loud chirping of cicadas day after day may be a blind vent of dissatisfaction with the world, or a fervent defense of the sunshine that deserves to be everywhere.

The wound on the left index finger that had been cut by the blade was no longer painful, and it had a protruding dry and cracked scar, which was particularly ugly.

She closed her eyes, before this, she was just a character who was not far from a good student and a bad student, she thought that falling in love could allow her to occupy a warm place outside the family, and she thought that Fu Zidong could really bring her the future she wanted.

But God did a strange thing, deliberately let her unintentionally see Guo Tianzi's mobile phone text messages, how should she endure the betrayal of her by her good friend and her boyfriend? Should she really hold Guo Tianzi's hand and listen to her cry that she had a crush on Zidong before she met her, and then she talked bitterly and pushed the boat, and the good people fulfilled them safely in their lives? Give up love for the sake of the friendship of the drunkard who no longer drinks?

She wasn't so great, so the not-so-great Xiaoxiao smashed the leftover ice cream on the other party's newly bought Converse, and turned around and left without shedding a tear. She sat on the steps that day, eating ice cream one after another, and then went to the infirmary with her stomach in her hands.

It was her failed first love. She just wanted to grasp the little pale light of hopeless life, nothing more. When she later met Chugo, there was a light in her life.

One day at noon, she left her dreary home to look for Chugo. Heavy footsteps echoed clearly in the hallway, and she looked down at the small grease stain on her shorts, and they were like that.

Just because my mother thought that my father's vegetables were salty and couldn't eat, they quarreled before they finished eating, and then there was a continuous cold war. Her father took out the money to send her out to eat, and the half-used fifty dollars were pinched by her and were about to fall apart. The finger that had been accidentally cut last time to snatch the knife from her mother's hand ached, so she bought a lot of snacks and took a taxi to Chugo's house.

He told her on the phone that he could be with her when his parents were not home on weekends. Eating sweets when she is in a bad mood is a habit she has developed since she was a child, and she can only rely on irresistible sweet and greasy tastes to neutralize the pervasive sourness and bitterness in her body.

Chu Ge was wearing ordinary short-sleeved shorts and came barefoot to open the door for her, and in front of him was a handsome young man who was lazy. She threw herself up and pressed her face against his warm chest, the smell of laundry detergent in her nose reminding her of her childhood, sleeping on her father's broad chest in the hot and humid night.

Her eyes were instantly swollen with tears: "Chu." She muttered quietly.

"What's wrong with him? Okay, okay, what a child. He ran his fingers through her hair, comforting.

Chugo's mother planted several large pots of gardenias on the balcony, and purple crystal wind chimes hung next to the white and fruitful flowers. They lay on the floor of the living room, and Chu Ge plucked a lot of gardenias and pinned them in her dark hair, which was romantic.

She snorted greedily at the fragrance, and at that moment she really forgot so much unhappiness; It's like just salvaged from the spring flowers. The former Sanmao has changed dramatically from a sad daffodil to a happy little woman, so she thinks that she can also be relieved from the disappointment, and once again run to the person she likes as a moth to a fire.

She admits she's nymphomaniac, but when he picks her up from heat stroke in that gym class, she knows she's lost to him. She was not confused by his appearance at all, she was willing to believe that it was fate, and that God had eyes and mercy.

At that time, the extreme dizziness could not allow her to waste her brain cells thinking about such a complex problem, Xiaoxiao, who was in love, was such a completely silly girl, only his solid back was her only sobriety.

Chu Ge grabbed her fingers, put the ugly scar between her lips, and said, "Xiaoxiao, I feel distressed. ”

She smiled wearily and reached out her other hand to caress his drooping eyelids. He slept like a docile little beast, the hair of his sideburns gently stroking in his ears, and the breath of exhalation and the scent of flowers surrounded her. She loved him even more for his melancholy at the moment, and she was happily dying of this easily satisfied her.

She got up and turned on his mini-speaker, which was a nice and unfamiliar female voice: "Who was singing before, and how long will it be sad to wither away." That spring has bloomed, and he and she are unforgettable, unforgettable......"

She remembered the "Little Prince" she had read before, in which the little fox said to the little prince: "To me he is just a little boy, just like thousands of other little boys, I don't need him, and he doesn't need me either." To him, I am just a fox, like thousands of other foxes, but if he tames me, we will be indispensable to each other.

She was worried that she would be left in the forest by him after she was tamed, and she couldn't find the north. At this time, the wind chimes on the balcony jingled like tears scattered all over the ground.

Later, things did not turn out smoothly, but far beyond her expectations.

She never knew that the tiles on the toilet wall would be so icy, so cold that it was bitter, accompanied by pain or hatred, she didn't know. The two girls pressed her shoulders and forced her into a corner, and next to a girl next to her exposed ten toes, bright red nail polish mottled and mottled on them.

Ling Zhu stood in front of her and flew high: "Doesn't he know?" He likes me, not him! She looked at her coldly, in fact, she was laughing at how she was so unproductive that she couldn't even say a word.

She looked forward to the scene where there would be a hero saving beauty, and remembered that God would give her good luck again.

"He saw it yesterday, and he took the initiative to come to me. Our misunderstanding has been cleared up, he is using him to deliberately anger me, is he a fool still not knowing? He didn't like him at all. Ling Zhu's voice became extremely harsh due to excitement.

She was disappointed, and it turned out to be so. But she didn't complain about Chu Ge, she just felt how stupid he was, giving away his love that didn't belong to her in the first place, and letting Ling Zhu suffer so much damage. But she felt more stupid.

"Fuck off, they're all fucking fucking fucking fucking fuck off She growled, her teeth clenched, her hands propped up against the wall, bracing up her body that was about to be crushed by anger and shame. She thought to herself, she must be laughed at by them, she should really slap herself.

"There are five hundred here, and he should stop stalking him. Also, don't tell him what happened today. She grabbed the banknote in her hand, slammed it on her shoulder and left, just like she left without hesitation when she broke with Guo Tianzi before. Only this time she finally burst into tears.

She used the 500 yuan to buy a brand-name dress, and after coming out of the mall, she was depressed for a while, knowing that it was so expensive, she might as well buy MP3 to listen to. Then he began to scold himself again, Xiaoxiao, he is really hopeless, when do you still have the heart to joke.

When she got home, she closed the door of her room and pulled her skirt out of her shopping bag. She had never been so beautiful in front of the mirror, with a slender body wrapped in high-quality blue fabric. The two lines of clear tears flowed silently, and they were moving. Although she can't meet him when she's at her most beautiful, let her leave him at her most beautiful, at least she'll make him remember her.

She always wondered if he would be jealous of her and break his arm in a fight with other boys; Will he be afraid that she will be angry and patiently wash the T-shirt she gave him; Will he solve the things she doesn't like to eat for her and form a habit for her; Will he engrave her name on the wind chimes and gaze for a long time every time he waters the flowers?

Before Ling Zhu found her, she had seen him hugging Ling Zhu, and that day he lied to her, he didn't go to the airport to pick up his mother, and she was suspicious and followed him, so she knew the truth of the matter in advance.

But she didn't hate him, she really didn't hate him at all. She doesn't hate Guo Tianzi and Fu Zidong either, love is asking for hardships, but she is too unlucky. Why didn't she let others get the happiness she couldn't get? She just looked down on them.