Yes, it's been a long time since I've talked to Lin Ximeng on the road.

Peers, who should have been on average twice a week, have been interrupted for almost a month.

The most I could see was her sitting on her father's motorcycle. Sometimes, when I walked out of the school gate, I watched her gallop away from a distance; Sometimes I can catch up with her when she stops at the traffic light, so I increase my horsepower and chase all the way, and I don't seem very happy to see her side face. As for the way to school, it was as if she was invisible, never to be seen again.

There are all kinds of interesting things that pop up every day at school, and every time it happens, I write it down and wait to share it with her when I meet her on the road. They are piled up in my warehouse like boxes, and they are easy to ship normally on weekdays, but now the boxes are piling up more and more, almost filling the warehouse, and some of them are even rotten.

This warehouse is my heart, and those boxes weigh heavily on my heart, gradually rotting and dissolving, forming a cloud of unquenchable acid, corroding my soul.

Has she adjusted her schedule? Is she avoiding me? What the hell happened to her? Oh, my God! I've got her all over my head!

What you think about the day, what you dream about at night.

In the dream, she appeared on the stairs, she was coming down the stairs, coming towards me, her mouth moving, as if she was saying something to me, but there was no sound.

I greeted her and said hello. But I wonder why I can't even hear my own voice.

Instead, she heard it, smiled and continued to discuss it with me.

I also seemed to hear it, and I communicated with her naturally.

The two of them talked very happily, and there was nothing unusual at all, except for me, the owner of this dream.

So isn't the "me" in that dream me?

I tried to move my arm, and the "me" in my dream also moved my arm, and it was still me.

I tried to make a sound again, but it didn't work.

I continued to try to concentrate, even if it was a little bit louder. Suddenly, the field of vision sank, and the space around the eyes became wider. I saw my body, it was still there talking and laughing with Lin Ximeng, and I, my soul was out of body!

Oh, my God! I floated away from my body in my dreams and floated in the air. I looked down on myself and Lin Ximeng, like God. I saw us chatting as we walked to the parking lot, which was the aisle next to the school building, next to the lawn. Then we got on our bikes and walked to the school gate, speeding down the road.

We had a great chat and were engaged, just like we normally would. It was a feeling I hadn't experienced in a long time, and even though I wasn't in "my" body, I still felt that pleasure and a sweet flower bloomed in my heart.

It wasn't until the alarm clock rang that I woke up from my dream, and the joy I had just felt was suddenly gone. I tried to sit up, but I found that I didn't have any strength. I could only look at the white ceiling, trying to remember everything in my dream, but I couldn't remember anything.

I just felt empty in my heart, just like the reality in my eyes.

Days like this were repeated day after day, and every day the dream was different, whether in the hallway, or on the playground, or on the side of the road...... But everywhere we went, we had a good chat and we didn't make any sound.

In the same way, the more often I see each other in my dreams, the happier I talk, and the more lost and tired I am when I wake up.

Lin Xi dream, Lin Xi dream, even if I can see you in my dreams every day, but what's the point? When I should meet you in my dreams, I will always meet you, and when I can't meet you in reality, I still can't meet you!

I dragged my clay-like body, brushed my teeth, washed my face, ate breakfast, stepped onto the battery car, and drove listlessly on the way to school, feeling like a cardboard box being transported to a distant place on the established assembly line.

The gentle breeze blowing on my face and blowing into people's hearts should be beautiful and pleasant, but it makes me feel even more empty and melancholy. The sound of birdsong coming from the trees on the side of the road should have been crisp and pleasant in my mind, but I only felt that it was noisy, even like a ghost, disgusting and lingering.

It is rumored that a good relationship is always inseparable from "the right time, the right place, and the right people".

I can't always meet on the road, as if she no longer maintains a tacit understanding with me in time, and she no longer appears in the orbit of my timeline. I tried to find her, but she was lost in the middle of nowhere. The "time of day" no longer exists.

When I was in first grade, I was always on the way back and forth between the parking lot and the classroom, and between the corners of that staircase, I glanced at Lin Ximeng's classroom countless times, glanced at her seat, and her gentle and lovely her. Today, Class 7 is downstairs in us, not leaning against the stairs and not passing by often. "Geographical advantage" no longer exists.

Maybe only "people" are left, but maybe it's just a fantasy that exists in my heart. No matter how good a friend is, if you don't contact you for a long time and can't talk for a long time, the only little "people" will only be extinguished at any time like a fragile candle. How sad!

The ancients said that "if the love between the two is long, how can it be in the morning and twilight", how can this be true, it should also be the unlucky person in ancient times to comfort himself and deceive himself, how many people have been deceived by this sentence!

The reality should be "If the love between the two is really long, how can it be the morning and twilight", if the two really have a fiery relationship, how can they endure the torment of not being able to see each other day and night?

Before I knew it, I was riding to school. I don't remember how I rode here, anyway, I just got to school, and I still didn't see Lin Ximeng's shadow on the road anyway.

"What's wrong with you? It's been a mess these days. He Xiaoyu asked me.

"I haven't seen Lin Ximeng on the road for nearly two months."

"Didn't you see it at school?"

"That's not true, when I was doing radio exercises, I still saw it when I was out of school."

"So what are you struggling with?"

"It's been a long time since I've spoken to her."

"Then go talk to her."

"I can't meet her on the road when she's riding."

"Then let's go to her in person at school."

I looked at him expressionlessly: "How can you find her in person?" Stupidly walked to the door of her class and called her out, just to make small talk? Or did she hit the team in her class after doing radio drills, just for the sake of small talk? ”

"Well, that's not quite right. There's no other time? ”

"No, she doesn't take the initiative to go out of the classroom between classes."

"That's a pretty introverted girl."

"It's a little bit. Actually, I'm quite introverted, and I'm always nervous when I talk to her. ”

"Well, you need to exercise more. But don't worry, with me, follow me, and you can chase her! ”

I looked at He Xiaoyu and remembered the great achievements he had said. This guy is about the same size as me.,The research ability of the girl is quite strong.,I'm afraid it's more than a cut higher than me in terms of flirting with girls.。

"I'm sure you have a lot of experience, but I'm afraid I won't be able to use it." I say.

"Anyway, if you have any questions, come to me."

"Then what do you think I've been able to see her all this time with?"

"Hmm......" He Xiaoyu touched his chin and thought again, "Presumably she doesn't have a close relationship with you, or does she like other boys?" ”

She didn't look like a boy she liked, she had never actively chatted with a boy, and no boy would notice her. As for the relationship is not that close, I think. ”

"Then it can't be ruled out that there are boys pursuing her now."

"That's right, it seems that I have to ask Song Hongyi for some information."

During the evening self-study recess, I went to the door of Class 7 and asked someone to call Song Hongyi out.

"This month is coming to an end again, do you have the money to pay me back?" I say.

"Come and urge me again, it's really more diligent than the one who collects protection money." Song Hongyi slowly took out five yuan from his pocket, "Well, let's give you five yuan first, and I'll give you the rest later." Anything else? ”

"I want to ask Lin Ximeng how she is doing, I haven't met her on the road for two months."

"She's fine."

"Have you seen her riding a bike lately?"

"I don't pay attention to her every day, but I really haven't seen her ride lately."

"Then do you know why she didn't ride?"

"I haven't asked, or I'll ask and tell you later."

"Okay. Well, besides, has there been any anomaly around her lately? ”

"What do you mean by 'anomalous'?"

"For example, is there a boy who always takes the initiative to find her, get closer to her or something?"

"I didn't find it, but ......"

"But what?"

"The boy behind her was very naughty, always touching her hair and making fun of her."

"Ahh There was such a thing, Lin Ximeng was bullied? ”

"Fortunately, the scale is not very large, and it didn't hurt Lin Ximeng."

"Lin Ximeng's reaction."

Lin Ximeng had warned that boy several times. However, the boy did not change his teachings. ”

"What's that boy's name?"

"Lu Feng."

I looked into the classroom through the back door, and the boy sitting behind Yan Jinfeng was thin, with a horse face and a ruffian appearance, and at first glance he was a mischievous ghost who loved to play pranks, and it was unpleasant to look at.

"That's the guy."

"Yes." Song Hongyi followed behind me.

"It's not a good person at first glance, I remember. However, he always bullied Lin Ximeng, Lin Ximeng shouldn't like this kind of person. You continue to help me keep an eye on it, if this Lu Feng does something abnormal, you have to tell me as soon as possible. ”

"Okay!"

From Song Hongyi, I didn't know what happened to Lin Ximeng, so I had to return to class disappointed.

I remembered what happened between junior high school and Yan Jinfeng, when she was also cold to me and deliberately avoided me on any occasion she might encounter. Lin Ximeng shouldn't hate me as much as Yan Jinfeng.

Impossible? Obviously, we had such a good time chatting before.

Did I say something wrong the last time I was together? I'm already speaking carefully.

Is it because I'm so nervous and stammering a little bit, and she doesn't have a good impression of me? Maybe that's the reason.,I really have to overcome the fear in my heart.,I've rehearsed in my mind many times when I want to say something.,Why do I always tie a knot every time I blurt it out?

Hey—I'm looking forward to meeting her on the road tomorrow.