Every summer, it is not uncommon to see many students in their bachelor's uniforms appearing in all corners of the campus. The wide sleeves swept through the sky like flowing clouds, soaring freely in the blue sky full of hope; The thick hat symbolizes the sublime and abyssal knowledge, and the tassel swaying in the wind is the inspiration that continues to flow out. I always looked at them intently, in amazement, imagining that one day I would wear something like that, and I would definitely wear something like that.

And now, I'm wearing clothes like that.

After the class group photo is taken, it is time for everyone to move freely according to their own preferences.

"Mao Xiaoer, Geng Qiming, let's form a team and go to the new campus to take pictures." Fang Cuilan jumped up to my side, and I was standing with Geng Qiming.

"Uh, yes!" Geng Qiming was a little sluggish, and then readily agreed.

"Well, either we can call Peng Xu again." I thought about it, and then scanned the entire classroom, "Hey, where is Peng Xu, why doesn't he come with us?" ”

"He, I guess he was dragged away by his sister." Geng Qiming said.

"Which girl?" I asked.

"It's the girl who always pesters him."

"Oh, I see."

"My sister has a deep love for him, and she was admitted to the graduate school for him. It's a pity that the fat man is unmoved. ”

"Hey......" I sighed and glanced at Fang Cuilan.

Fang Cuilan didn't seem to be thinking, with a natural smile on her face.

"Leave him alone, let's go." Geng Qiming waved his hand and took the lead to walk out the door.

Fang Cuilan and I also followed.

"I like this library so much, let's go in and shoot." Fang Cuilan smiled like an innocent child, pointing to the library, jumping vigorously.

I don't really like this library, I don't have much affection for it, and I don't think there's anything nice about taking pictures near a bunch of bookshelves. I simply snapped a few shots, sat down on a chair next to me, and watched them both in silence.

Geng Qiming actively cooperated with Fang Cuilan, and the two shuttled between the bookshelves and took a lot of photos of each other.

I saw that Geng Qiming and Fang Cuilan were so happy, and I smiled from the bottom of my heart.

Especially Fang Cuilan, wearing this bachelor's uniform, she looks much more elegant and agile, like a petite angel, falling from above the clouds into the mortal world, dancing freely among the flowers. She was as cute as a child, but at this time she was elegant and dignified, and she exuded the charm of a mature woman.

I had never seen her like this, and I stared at her for a long time, as if a wave had bloomed in my heart, and I didn't know when I became intoxicated.

Suddenly, Fang Cuilan walked over to me and said enthusiastically: "Mao Xiaoer, can I take a few photos with you?" ”

At that moment, I was stunned, and the thoughts and souls scattered in the entire space filled my body in an instant: "Huh? What the? Picture? ”

There has never been a girl who offered to take a picture with me, and I couldn't adapt for a while, and my heart was violently agitated, as if there were thousands of waves rolling in my heart, and like stars gathering in my chest.

"Yes, yes!" I trembled and stood up and followed her.

I'm not used to it, but since she's asked for it, why should I cringe? Wasn't it what I was hoping for to be able to get closer to her and make good memories with her? Isn't that exactly what makes me happy?

All along, I have rejected Fang Cuilan from a rational point of view, and I have fallen in love with Lin Ximeng from a rational point of view. And from an emotional point of view, don't I like Fang Cuilan so much? Haven't I ever been filled with joy every time I can be with Fang Cuilan?

No, no, no! My rational heart still tells me that I shouldn't like girls other than Lin Ximeng, otherwise what's the difference between me and Yan Jinfeng? I'm only hurting others and myself!

But let me covet this short-term beauty, even if it is only the few days left before graduation. That's it, let's be excited about the moment of fireworks in the gorgeous bloom.

I cautiously leaned against Fang Cuilan's side, smiling affectionately at Geng Qiming, who was holding his mobile phone. He understands that I won't like Fang Cuilan, just as I understand Song Hongyi. He wouldn't mind, and I took a lot of photos of the two of them.

When we walked out of the library, we happened to meet a few classmates who were also taking pictures here, and there were also some people I observed who had a crush on Fang Cuilan.

"This tree looks very good, let's take a few more pictures here." The students who took the lead appealed to everyone.

It was a tall plane tree, like a proud and independent wise man guarding the door of the library. Beneath the trees is a ring of verdant lawn, smooth as a carpet. Below is the base of marble bricks, which further highlights the brilliance of the tree. My classmates' eyes are still good, and I would like to take a few photos under the tree after looking at them.

The marble pedestal was a little high, but it was still a piece of cake for the boys, and a few of the boys climbed it easily. As for me, how could such a height stump a cat, I kicked my legs hard and jumped up with ease.

Looking back, Fang Cuilan was standing in front of the pedestal and looking at the steps at a loss, as if she was trying to find a suitable angle, but she couldn't find it.

A few anxious classmates were already leaning against the tree, but at this time, they ran to help Fang Cuilan.

As the person closest to Fang Cuilan, I didn't know whether to run under the tree for a while, or to stretch out my hand to Fang Cuilan like others. Wouldn't it be too cold if I ran under the tree? If I reach out to her, will anyone gossip about me? Forget it, even if someone gossips about me, wouldn't there be two other classmates who also stretched out their hands to back their backs?

So I looked at Fang Cuilan with a smile and stretched out my right hand.

Fang Cuilan looked very embarrassed, looked at us in front of her repeatedly, and smiled awkwardly. In the end, she chose to take my hand, perhaps because I was the one in the middle and the one closest to her.

The moment that soft little hand touched my palm, I felt a piece of cold jade gently brushing against my flesh, like a pool of clear spring water flowing between my fingers. Is that what it feels like to hold the little hand of the girl you like? My heart instantly surged, like a boiling casserole, and the irrepressible heat continued to collide and rise.

When Fang Cuilan successfully ascended the pedestal, I nervously looked at the other students present, and saw that everyone didn't pay much attention to me and Fang Cuilan's actions, and my tense heartstrings finally relaxed, allowing everything to calm down. There, Fang Cuilan and I held on to the trunk of the tree and left a good memory in front of the camera.

When I went down, I held Fang Cuilan's arm again and protected her to jump off the pedestal smoothly. I also didn't care too much about my classmates, and I also felt Fang Cuilan's joy from the bottom of my heart, and there was also an indescribable warmth intertwined with sweetness, which stirred in my heart.

On the night of the photoshoot, the class had another dinner. Removed all the academic baggage, added a lot of parting affection.

Fang Cuilan sat between me and Geng Qiming. Seeing such a seating arrangement, the classmates were energetic again, and it was indispensable to mobilize Geng Qiming to confess to Fang Cuilan, and a few classmates asked me, as Geng Qiming's friend, to persuade him to confess.

I just smiled at these classmates, protecting myself with my inherent low-key wooden appearance in front of others, as well as Geng Qiming and Fang Cuilan. At this wine table, maybe only I know and believe that Geng Qiming and Fang Cuilan are innocent and wronged, so I won't fall into the trap; At the same time, I will not sweep everyone's interest at such a lively wine table.

But everyone is too enthusiastic, even if they don't expect me to do something, they still won't let Geng Qiming go easily.

Fang Cuilan smiled awkwardly, her flushed face seemed to be full of embarrassment, and she was even more restless beside Geng Qiming.

So, I quietly whispered to her ear and comforted: "Don't feel too much pressure, in fact, this is really just a scandal, don't misunderstand Geng Qiming." ”

Fang Cuilan seemed to grasp a life-saving straw, and hurriedly said loudly to her classmates: "Mao Xiaoer said just now, this is really just a scandal, don't embarrass Geng Qiming!" ”

As soon as these words came out, the classmates became more enthusiastic, and they didn't take Fang Cuilan to heart at all, and continued to launch an offensive against Geng Qiming.

I sighed, I could only hope that under my words, Fang Cuilan would not misunderstand Geng Qiming, that's all.

At this moment, she is still so gentle and lovely with her long hair, tugging at my heartstrings. I watched her quietly, silently admiring her, but couldn't really accept her. But perhaps, she deserves a place in my memory.

After three rounds of drinking, I first toasted my friend Geng Qiming and said, "Do you know why I respect you?" Because you're the most impressive boy I've ever had in college! ”

This is true, he is indeed my best confidant in college, and this cup is also to commemorate his contribution to the great progress of my thinking and understanding in the past four years of college.

Then, I naturally picked up the wine glass, crossed it in front of Fang Cuilan, and said, "Do you know why I respect you?" Because ......"

She smiled and blurted out, "Am I the most impressive girl in your college years?" ”

I was amused by her: "You're going to answer it!" Yes, I do mean to say that you are the most memorable girl I have in college! But before we toast, I'd like to ask you to pick your favorite color. ”

"Color? Uh-huh......" she thought for a moment, "Orange...... Hue...... Uh, no, it's lemon color! ”

"Lemon?" I was stunned.

"yes, it's lemon."

"But you seem to have mentioned orange, are you sure it's not orange?"

"It's lemon colored!"

I took a deep breath and said, "Okay, lemon then." Here, cheers! ”

This sudden lemon color really made me feel very embarrassed.

I had the privilege of meeting four different girls during each of the four stages of my studies, and I think the presence of each of them is memorable to me.

I call Yan Jinfeng "elementary school impression", which must be cyan, which is not only a youthful childhood, but also a bruised scar left in my heart, and I will always hate her.

I call Lin Ximeng "junior high school impression", I think she is red, because her face is always flushed with shyness, but also because I will always love her, and the color of love is red.

I call Qiao Qiao "high school impression", a pure friendship, more natural, more harmonious, more unimpeded than any girl I like, I chose to commemorate her with the most natural color, that is, green, which also fits her most temperamental dark green trench coat.

Nowadays, I would like to call Fang Cuilan a "college impression", but I don't know how to define a color for her. Why can't it be represented by the color of a word? Orange, for example? Why do you have to emphasize that it's lemon? Forget it, since she took the initiative to like me, then she took the initiative to choose the color that represents herself. What it means is entirely up to her to define it. As for how she decides, whether she is willing to tell me or not, it is up to her to decide.

I just looked at Fang Cuilan quietly, letting the warm smell of wine stir and echo throughout my body, turning into a little pity in my heart. If I hadn't loved Lin Ximeng deeply, if I hadn't been in the way of my friend Geng Qiming's thoughts, if I hadn't hated this wandering in a foreign land because I thought I was exiled......