The prom was a little more interesting than I thought it would be.

There were no men in black, and no aliens mixed in.

But as soon as the thirty minutes passed, I was like Lynn, watching everything like that, the freshman prom, it wasn't so strange that it really came, don't make it look like the Garden of Eden was open for the first time, thinking that there would really be people who would climb the tree and nibble on apples without clothes?

The boys didn't open one after the other as I expected, the girls were quietly fooling their dance partners as usual, and no one here questioned my slightly old outfit, black tie and black suit, I didn't have a chance to explain to them that this was a classic, it was a classic, and it showed how foolish it was.

This is the end of this trip to relive old dreams, there is no next freshman ball, here I have to criticize the suit is really impractical, and the frequency of wearing it is a little less, it looks like going to the funeral of my great-grandmother, although everything is normal except this, nothing is wrong.

I was surprised to see Lynn being dragged to dance, and the novelty was that she blended in well with circles that had nothing to do with her, if she could regain control of the smirk on her face.

That's what I'm saying, the lucky ones are never alone.

There was a girl with glasses and braces who seemed to be an old customer who had benefited from her, and the glasses introduced herself, it turned out that the university club and the astronomy club, I didn't know where else to see the real stars at this time, except for the jewelry store and the underground boxing ring.

Lynn added that Debbie's only hobby was looking at her parents' collection of posters with miniature telescopes, and the president thought she had a pair of eyes for discovery, so naturally, she became the vice president of the club and had unlimited rights to skip club activities.

This is people's social instinct, as if a hundred people are laughing, and it is unreasonable for one person to dance, and the vice president insists on pulling Lynn to the dance floor even though he knows that he can't make up a few words, and seems to be sure that they will be in the spotlight wherever they go.

I want to know who gave her confidence.

But it can't be denied that being the protagonist is like this, the door of convenience can be opened if you want to, go out and pass by the flower shop, and the boss will chase you out and send you a bouquet of roses, not to mention the spotlight effect, the world is all for you, and it makes no sense without you.

It's a pity that there is only one protagonist, and if you want to be her, you have to kick her first, otherwise there is no way.

I leaned against the bar, drinking sweet cider, and the music had gradually changed from the opening lyricism to pleasant noise, and the floor was beating, not to mention the people.

Good student, and popular, I lost to a machine again, Norris knew her better than me, and it said that her notes were not given out for free, but were bought with money like a commodity, equivalent to the syllabus before the exam, and the amulet before the license plate, as long as you wore it honestly, you would definitely be able to pass the test ahead, and success was only a matter of time.

She's going to be a successful businessman, this little money junkie.

With the nourishment of free drinks, I am more happy, a person leaning on the bar to watch them, there is a kind of feeling of coming over, but my age is destined to my feelings are not deep at all, seriously said that it is about the same as nothing, I just regret why I did not participate in the freshman ball and dropped out of school honorably, people who are acute always have to regret a lot of things, regret is only the process, regret not to let it progress as they imagined the perfect end.

From start to finish, it's all about the process.

We never regret the final result, never.

The university is really a good place, like a flower room with its own greenhouse, someone takes care of it regularly, and it also comes with a constant temperature effect, I want to stay here if I have money, there is no doubt that there is a tsunami warning outside the greenhouse all day long, you can't turn over when a wave hits, just enjoy it a little more now, they will know later.

I was like a hillbilly, my attention had gradually shifted from the ball to everything in my sight, this novelty was rare, and I watched with interest the young people now, such as the one who was still touching his hair with glasses, and his movements were okay, more natural, but his facial expressions were badly controlled, and he twisted a little too much, and then there was another, she wore a white dress opposite to Lynn, made of sequins, generous and lively, and the length was just over the knee.

No one wants to look at her bottoms, but when she bends over, she can see everything she shouldn't see.

I don't think her posture of bending down to pick up her handbag is a subconscious act, looking at the curvature of the bending down, I don't believe that she is not a ballerina.

The girl with braces thought that no one saw it, but in fact, she secretly looked at Lynn and them coldly several times, probably because the person who came to talk to them was not to talk to herself, so she couldn't hold back and got angry.

Tsk, youth is good.

Whether they are happy or not, they are obviously all circling around Lynn, although they pretend to be protective, in fact, they are only to prevent the boys from intruding, so as not to miss the opportunity that belongs to them again.

I'm happy to enjoy the drama, and I've deliberately missed Lynn's plea several times.

It's just that this time it won't work, and if I ignore it again, I'm afraid she'll really be overwhelmed by the crowd in the center of the dance floor, like a frightened rabbit and plunging into the wolf's pile, no matter how high she jumps, it's useless.

I had no choice but to give up my drink and turn my head and drag her out of the horror little by little.

Poor girl, the lipstick is still there, but the hair is messy, I'm not a gentleman, but I'm still going to have to get her a mirror.

"Thirty minutes are up, let's go."

There were already thin beads of sweat on Lynn's head, and her broken hair was dangling from her left ear.

Her cheeks were rosy, and her lips didn't need anything like lipstick, or anything, they were as red as half-ripe cherries.

My brain told myself I had to pin the strand of hair behind her ear, and I did.

We tried to go, but we didn't make it all at once.

..........

But any woman, there is no good thing to say together, and it is the same when I am younger, and they ask me if I am a dance partner that Lynn paid for, but the look in my eyes is not like this.

They unanimously used an ambiguous tone, and the meaning of ridicule can be seen.

"A good dance partner is too expensive, I'm not bored enough to do this kind of thing, I forgot to introduce you to you, this is my friend, Aaron."

"It's a pity that I'm just a friend, obviously I'm not up to the threshold of a suitor," I immediately said, "But I'm definitely a qualified driver, if you don't believe me, you can try it." ”

The glasses girl smiled, she didn't know that there was already jealousy in her eyes: "Because you are reluctant to put the gas pedal?" ”

"Because my broken car is already piled up in a room."

Hurry up and take notes and write them down, jokes that aren't funny at all can help you get out when the right time, like I just did.

I pulled Lynn, her face was really a little weird, and laughing out loud at this time would offend people, so she had to continue to keep her expressionless and let me pull her out.

"Now," I laughed, "please allow me to leave for a while, I have to send this lady home." ”

Go home, go back to her home.

Not mine.

After drinking, I can finally use the autopilot at this time, to test what the new model does except for one more zero, I subconsciously wanted to take out a cigarette from my pocket, but I forgot that I was not wearing my torn jacket, no wonder it was so warm and there was no air leakage.

It doesn't matter, there's still one in the car.

When I smoke, I always forget that people are there, but 50 percent of the girls will snatch it from my fingers, and the remaining 50 percent will say they don't like the smell of cigarettes, and then open the window and pop the cigarette butts.

None of them are so young that they no longer believe in love, and at most occasionally believe in nicotine.

Eighteen years old, what a good age.

I shook the cigarette roll in my hand at Lynn: "Don't have one?" ”

"No, I don't smoke."

"Don't mind?"

"You're casual, I don't feel the smell of smoke, I just don't like it."

I lit up the fire: "You don't seem to be very happy, is it the prom that has let you down?" ”

Lynn shook her head: "It's just tired." ”

"When you reach my age, I will accompany you to say that you are tired."

"It's not long, the years pass quickly."

"Would you like to talk?"

"You talk, I'll listen."

I looked at her porcelain white and delicate face, and for a moment I remembered who was in the past, I can't remember the name, but at that time she was the most beautiful girl in the school, she loved to wear khaki, her hair was kumquat, the only difference was that she had two small freckles on her cheeks, and Lynn was too smooth to have anything.

I spat out a layer of smoke rings and began my story that wasn't long:

"I used to be like you, I didn't like balls, I didn't like socializing, but once, just that time, I wore my father's suit and invited a girl, and in the last month of my absence, I wanted her to be my dance partner, even if it was just a walk holding hands, without saying a word."

"And then?"

"Then she happily agreed, and for a few nights, we walked hand in hand through a dozen or so streets, and I only said 'hello' and 'good night' to her."

"It's quite romantic, she's beautiful?" Lynn commented.

"Pretty, like Angel in the pictorial."

Lynn nodded, "Yes." ”

"A month later, I even wanted to propose to her, seriously."

"It's a little fast, so I have to give people time to react."

"I gave, I said: I'll give you five minutes to think about it."

"Wow ........."

"Guess what she said?"

"What?"

"She was still smiling as she had when she first accepted my invitation, and asked me with a smile if this was another trick by the poor boy, and the romance at the beginning didn't last until the end, and if it didn't sell it in five minutes, would it be outdated?"

She thought it was just a romantic little trick.

I was caught up in thinking about it again, even if I had thought about it a thousand times, ten thousand times, and every time she said her last word, I always wanted to laugh out loud, but every laugh was accompanied by a colic, and it stabbed me, and changed that five-minute vow, the only time in the boy's life that he was serious.

For the rest of the way, we all put zippers on our mouths, and after silence, we continued to be silent.

The car stopped at the door, and the coachman's work was completed one day, and I did not get gold coins and incense kisses, but fortunately it was not without reward.

I got two thank yous, one from Lynn and one from Norris.

"I'll learn how to make maple syrup in a few days." Lynn said before closing the door.

She said it a little awkwardly.

"Okay, remember to leave me some." I took the word with kindness.

"Welcome to your next visit, Mr. Arlen."

"You, Norris, see you back."

The door closed.

Inside the door, it's still their world.

Outside the door, I was still alone.

..........

Damn machines.