Thinking about seeing you tonight, I'm a little excited and overwhelmed, after all, it's been so long, and the breakup text message in the middle, and they haven't been in touch with each other for a long time, will it be like a familiar stranger to meet again. I slowly rehearsed in my heart what I should say and do when we meet, so that we will not be a little embarrassed by each other, and I will feel like a lover who has been reunited for a long time. I want to say "long time no see" when I see you? Or do I slowly walk towards you and hug you tightly without saying anything? Or do you like to make fun of the "return of the missing person"? In this way, I felt like I could just think about it all day.

When I woke up with the faint sun, I didn't specifically contact you, didn't ask you if you were up? Haven't you packed your things? What time do I depart for the bus? Or do you really not need me to pick you up? I pretend it's a normal day, get up and wash up, go to eat when I'm hungry, take a nap when I'm sleepy, and read a book, listen to music and watch a movie when I'm bored. Maybe you're secretly angry, "You didn't come to pick me up!" "It's nice not to send me a message or call me to ask me what's going on!" "You're dead!" I can't think of any of them being your inner voice, but I'd like to ask when we meet.

In the hospital, I developed a habit of taking a nap unconsciously after eating at noon. Because I washed my hair, I was afraid that I would wake up with a messy hairstyle, so I just slept on the folding sofa for a while. I woke up at three o'clock, changed into a dark blue tweed coat and khaki trousers that I thought were very handsome, and my favorite pair of white sneakers, and wore the gray and white fluffy scarf that I hand-knitted for my birthday present last year. Sitting at the desk and listening to music for a while, I sobered myself up, but the little excitement in my heart was still indescribable. Speaking of scarves, the first time I knitted a scarf, I learned it from a girl at the same table during the winter vacation of my sophomore year of high school, and it was given as a gift to my mother who was three days earlier than my birthday. I still remember that time, the lights were out in the dormitory at night, and I was still secretly knitting a scarf under the covers with a flashlight. I thought about whether I would like to knit a scarf as a birthday gift for you, but you were busy before, and I didn't have the opportunity to give it to you on your birthday. There's also the scarf I knitted for myself after being seen by my classmates.,Since then I've been praised as a clever "weaver" in the class.,Actually, I feel okay.,Everyone has no malice.,Just kidding.,I don't care at all.,But I don't want to hold two or three knitted yarns in front of them.,Haha,Even if it's a picture without a sense of disobedience.,I still don't want it.,Although I don't care very much.,But I still want to save face.,Or give up this craft.。

In order to avoid the crowding of buses in the university town and the traffic jam at the stops that I pass by during the rush hour after work, I decided to take the 3rd Ring Road by taxi. I waited for a taxi at the school gate at half past five, and I could get to the train station at half past six at the latest. It must be expected to arrive a little earlier, I arrived at a quarter past six, before getting off the car I asked the driver if he could leave a number, I was afraid that it was not easy to take a taxi at this point, to see if he could come and pick me up at about seven o'clock and ten o'clock, I think there should be no reason to refuse, sure enough, he readily agreed, saying that he would stop taking orders at six fifty, and then come to pick me up. If there were no delays, there would still be half an hour before you arrived, and I was standing in the plaza at the exit, staring intently at the second hand on my watch, as if my telekinesis could make it faster. I texted at 6:40 to ask if you were about to get there, and you replied with a sour text message, "Yes, it's coming soon, you're at school at ease, right?" I smiled smugly and replied, "Well, it's okay, I just made a cup of hot coffee and listened to music, it's pretty comfortable······" As expected, communication was cut off, and there was no more follow-up.

When it was time, the staff at the exit also began to prepare for the ticket check, I approached the exit and found a place with a better view, I could clearly see everyone who came out, indescribably excited, excited, and a little timid. I've tried to find you in a sea of people, and I think I'll see you clearly at the first glance. I don't dare to be careless, for fear that if I am not careful, I may miss you. I think I saw you, you are still dressed neatly, not a little exaggerated and gorgeous, with long hair tied up, and there is no trace of cosmetics on your face, you are still very beautiful. I didn't call your name at once, you didn't see me because you didn't know I was coming. After you went out to fight, you stopped for a while, looked around, and then walked in the direction of the slightly empty square, presumably to wait for the bus. I followed and took out my phone and called you. "Out of the station, right? It should be in the plaza at the exit now, right? Ready to get a taxi? It's hard to take a taxi at this point, do you want me to pick you up? You didn't interrupt me, and when I had finished, you were silent for a while, and you said to me in a frustrated manner: "You're dead!" I quickly hung up. Just by looking at your back, I can roughly judge the shadow area in your heart. You continue to walk forward, and I run briskly towards you, and when I can reach you, I gently pat you on the shoulder. You turn around and see me, whether it's surprise or fright. I laughed and said, "Long time no see!" "Then he gently reached out and hugged you, never wanting to be pushed away by your hand." Swindler! An innocent face, but an unconcealable smile has betrayed you. I didn't refute, cheekily stretched out my hand here to hug you, this time it was successful, more than eight months, this moment to touch you is not too real. It's not something you see in movies, I didn't mean it, I just did it. When I was holding you, I couldn't say a word, I just wanted time to stay in this moment a little longer. I didn't let go of you until the phone rang, it was the taxi driver who called, saying that he had already arrived at the place where I got off the car and couldn't stop for too long, and asked if I could go now, I quickly replied, wait a while and be there immediately. Then the right hand naturally snatches the suitcase in your hand, and the left hand takes your hand and says, "Let's go, go back to school." ”

In the car, I still hold your hand and don't want to let go. Seeing that your face looked tired and tired, I didn't know what to say, so I slowly approached you, and motioned to lend you on your shoulder for a while. I've rehearsed the dialogue in my mind so many times that I'm like I'm mute, we don't talk much along the way, but when we look at each other, it seems like it's worth a thousand words.

When you arrived at the south gate of the school, it was already eight o'clock in the evening, and the moment you stepped into the school gate, you blurted out, "It's still a familiar and relaxed feeling, and I was instantly resurrected." "The library was still brightly lit, the flower beds were flickering, and we walked slowly along the street lamps on the edge of the lawn, chatting about the past, and feeling that time was starting to slow down. After passing the library and the Jiuqu Bridge, I went downstairs to my dormitory, I first went to explore the road to see if the dormitory manager was not there, but unfortunately the aunt sat in front of the window and stared at the TV from time to time. I thought about it and asked you to wait for me downstairs, I first took my suitcase, then went to the dormitory to get a fleece and thickened woolen hood, hurried down, put on your long hair to cover you, and then took off my coat for you to wear, with your height, so that the disguise was not a girl at all from the side. I helped block my aunt's view and managed to get in. When I entered the dormitory, you asked me if I had cleaned up, but it was neat and clean, and there was a bit of a fragrant smell, which was not at all like the boys' dormitory you imagined. This is your first time in my dorm, and I'll have to pack up. I invite you to sit on the soft sofa first, and then pour you a cup of hot water, which is a simple way to settle down. It's not early, I asked if you were going out to eat or eating at school, and you said that you wouldn't go out if you were tired, and you wanted to eat claypot rice in the second canteen. I thought to myself that it would be better not to let you go out, so as not to be caught by the dormitory manager. I had a little calculation in my heart, I didn't want to go out to open a room for you and then go back to the dormitory alone, so I didn't mention arranging accommodation for you, but took out the hot water card from the drawer and asked you to go to the bathroom to take a hot shower first, you thought about it and didn't speak. While pulling you to the health home to have a look, I explained to you that it is very clean, and there is a water heater, the water temperature and water are very good, the towels and toothbrushes are new, and the shower gel shampoo is mine. To put it mildly, I finally convinced you. In fact, it can be seen that with your understanding of me, you don't look like you are very refusal, after all, how can a person like me have any calculation for you. I'm telling you, I'll go out first, lock the door, take a hot shower, and wash away the fatigue of a long day's work. I'm scaring you that there may be classmates coming in, remember to lock the door! After making sure you locked the door, I went to the cafeteria to buy dinner. Although students of some colleges and majors have been on vacation, the cafeteria is still open as always, and they can eat until 10 o'clock in the evening. After ordering a mushroom pork ribs claypot rice, I went to another window to order a double of chicken steak and duck leg, and specially asked the boss to add an extra duck leg. When it was time to pick up the meal, I remembered your favorite jasmine tea and honey yuzu tea, so I bought one cup each for you to choose from. With tea and rice in hand, what can you say except satisfaction and happiness!

When I got to the dormitory door, I listened carefully to see if you had already washed up. After waiting a little longer, I knocked on the door and asked if you were OK. I didn't get a response, so I guess I didn't hear it in the shower. After waiting for about five minutes, I received a text message from you, "Where are you?" I washed it. "I replied" I heard three knocks on the door and the word "open the door" and you can open the door. "I waited a minute and knocked on the door three times, and it opened, and I saw that you had changed your clothes and your hair was still wet. I said, "I've only knocked on the door three times, but why did you open the door before you even said it's open?" As he spoke, he put down the food and tea in his hand, then walked over to Viagra's closet and took out his hair dryer. You retort, "Didn't you say you would open the door when you heard three knocks?" I smiled and said, "I mean three knocks and open the door, you open the door again, stupid!" You seem to understand whether you understand or not, and a few words pop out of your mouth in a pretended reverie with an aggrieved face: "Oh, it seems to be said so." Looking at your wet hair, I said, "Shall I dry your hair for you?" "Ask for your opinion with a smile. You say, "Yes!" "I haven't blown anyone's hair yet, but it's just a sudden whim, so I guess it's a romantic and happy move. You sat on the low sofa, I sat on the chair, and began to play with your dark wet hair, the warm wind blew through your hair, and I could clearly feel the warm temperature and the softness of the hair in my hands. With the noisy sound of a hair dryer, you say, "Why are you getting warmer and warmer now, your dressing style has changed a little, and the overall look has become better." I said, "Of course, you know, there are several girls who have confessed to me, but unfortunately my heart has been filled with one person, so I have to refuse them all." "I seem to be boasting, or like a complaint against you, more like a sensual love story. You were silent and didn't answer me. I didn't think it was embarrassing, and continued: "You are still the same you, you haven't changed at all, you still have long black hair, you still dress so cleanly, you are generous, and you still don't pretend to be like me with a plain face, and you are still so beautiful." "What's wrong with me? It doesn't seem like I've rehearsed a line in my mind. Quickly dried your hair, because I was afraid that the rice would be cold and the tea would be cold. You take out a headband and expertly tie a single ponytail, just like before. I turned on the computer, played your favorite song, pulled two chairs side by side in front of the sofa, put the rice and tea on it, and we sat side by side on the sofa and began to enjoy the food in front of us. As a foodie, you can't help but salivate when you look at your favorite food. You stared straight at the two big duck legs in my bowl and asked me, "Why do you still have two braised duck legs?" I slowly picked up one and tasted it carefully, took a bite and replied: "Well, the boss looked at me and said that he wanted to give me more, I didn't want to accept it, but the boss insisted on it, and it was difficult to be gracious, so I had to be an adult." "I'm just talking nonsense. You gave me a blank look, turned your head and began to eat the shiitake mushrooms in the bowl. I saw that you were greedy, and you didn't open your mouth because of face, I couldn't help it, so I asked more: "I can't eat two, you ······" As soon as the words fell, you smiled and turned sideways to clamp the other braised duck leg in my bowl into your own bowl, this little expression is indescribable, and my heart is also happy. You keep taking the chicken chops and shredded potatoes from my bowl, and I grab the mushrooms and ribs from your bowl. In this way, it seems that the more you eat this meal, the more fragrant it becomes. I handed you jasmine tea, and you said you wanted to drink my honey grapefruit tea, and you wanted to exchange it with me. Can I say no? Before I could speak, I was already being transferred by your lightning speed. Watching you eat is a pleasure for me, and it's something I've wanted to experience with you. While eating, he told me, "I have wanted to go back to school many times to eat this claypot rice, but the taste has not changed at all, and it is still so delicious." I asked with a serious face, "Didn't you want to see me and go back to school?" Do you have a conscience? "Why do I feel like I'm jealous of this claypot rice? It's good that you've said many times that you want to come back to see me, otherwise I'd have to take the claypot rice you're enjoying.

It was about nine o'clock after eating, and you said you wanted to go out for a walk, and I asked you to put on the same clothes you had come in, and changed into flat shoes, and I took out that red short down jacket from the closet. I still went forward to explore the way, and then sneaked out together under the nose of the dormitory manager. The whole campus is actually not big, and we have walked through all the broad avenues and quiet paths together. We just held hands and walked all the time, probably because of your outfit, passing by a darker place without street lights will occasionally attract people to look back at us, I reacted for a long time, I don't think we are good friends, right? So I asked you to take off your jumper hat before you knew it, revealing your long hair. When you took it off and gave it to me, I said, "Did you notice that we had a bit of a high rate of turning heads just now?" Several people were staring at us. "Well, I found out too, what's this?" You answered me casually. I said, "I think they think we're friends, but you look at your outfit and your long hair, you look like a boy at first glance," and I laughed out loud. Then you quickly snatched the hat from my hand and put it back on, saying "It seems that this is indeed the case, which is kind of interesting." "This made me cry and laugh, but fortunately, my down jacket also has a hat, and I was slightly embarrassed to wear it, but you laughed at the coward. How long has it been since I've been walking happily and laughing out loud like this? I forgot.

The school is by the lake, the winter night, the style is cool, it's almost eleven o'clock, I'm tired of shopping, the dormitory is about to start closing, I pull you to hurry to the dormitory. The third time I got through the blinds from under the nose of the dormitory manager, I think it's still the credit of the clothes and hat. When I opened the door, I met my classmates who hadn't gone back yet, and gossiped and asked, "Is this your girlfriend?" Yo, good boy! I smiled and thought it was a response. I didn't expect you to say hello to people. This kind of gossip spreads quite quickly in the boys' dormitory, and if nothing else, I will become the focus of the class group later. Sure enough, he received a call from Yuan Zhe in less than five minutes. "Hey, haven't you come home yet? I heard that you brought girls to the dormitory, huh? Hidden deep enough, huh? Nothing seemed to stop him from gossiping. I replied, "Since you know, why are you so ignorant?" It's okay, I'm hanging! You looked at me and smiled and said, "You guys are spreading this news so fast, hahaha······" I replied with a smile: "That's, I'm such a low-key person, they rarely see me and girls in their eyes, I can't be the focus of the class at this time, you see, there are still people in the group who say that you are good-looking, even Bozi is joining in the fun!" "You're so happy to be complimented on your good looks, and you're like a fool.

I cleaned up my bed and said let you sleep in my bed, because the bed next door is Yang Ke's, the bed is too messy, and the quilt is put away, and I am afraid that I can't help but climb into my bed in the middle of the night, which will be a big deal, so I slept on the viagra bed across the aisle. You said that you don't feel sleepy now, and you want to watch a movie together, and you promised to accompany me to the cinema to watch "The Girl We Chased Together in Those Years", but it didn't get your wish, and I kept hearing my classmates say that it was very good-looking, but I didn't watch it, thinking about which day I would watch it with you. This can be regarded as looking forward to it, and watching it on the computer together can be regarded as making up for a little regret. I spread out the fold-out sofa to fill the aisle, took out the duvet that my mother bought me some time ago, and put the notebook on the folding table, so that we could cover the quilt together and lie down and watch a movie. It feels really good, holding hands, leaning on each other, simple and beautiful. People who like each other did not come together for various reasons, Shen Jiayi, who loved Ke Jingteng, married someone else, and Ke Jingteng, who loved Shen Jiayi, attended her wedding, bits and pieces of memories, frantically kissing the groom to get the opportunity to kiss Shen Jiayi, maybe just to make up for the shortcomings in his heart, but in the end, he ended with relief and blessings to his lover in those years, and the memories of himself and his youth. We watched carefully, occasionally discussed, occasionally looked at each other, sometimes clenched you in our hands, sometimes you leaned on my shoulder, and after reading it, you told me that you had seen it a long time ago, but this time it felt very different. If it weren't for the fear that you would catch a cold, I would have liked to fall asleep next to you. I said I'm going to take a shower and put you to bed. When you stepped into my bed, you said, "Your bed is so soft and comfortable, I feel like I can fall asleep in a while, and have a beautiful dream." "I thought to myself: Of course, I have two mattresses, and the quilt was dried yesterday, and it smells of the sun. After taking a shower, I put your birthday present on the desk, and took out a post-it note and wrote "Happy Birthday" four big words on the table, you should be the first to see when you wake up and get out of bed, and then climb into the viagra bed with your diary. You looked at me quietly and asked, "Do you often lie on the bed like this and write in your diary?" "Well, if you want to write too late, you will write in bed, or you will get up the next morning to write." I asked you if you wouldn't be able to sleep if you didn't turn off the light, and you said no, you can fall asleep with or without turning off the light, I was afraid of the dark when I was a child, and I always slept with the light on, so it would be easier for me to fall asleep with the light. We looked at each other from a distance of less than two meters, chatted occasionally, and it didn't take long for you to fall asleep, beautifully asleep. And I just want to write a good night at the end of this beautiful day.

Good night.

—Diary of January 21, 2013