Perhaps, the best ears of wheat were seen before we had even chosen. Sometimes what we don't like is the best of others, and when choosing ears of wheat, there may be regrets and regrets, but we will always hold one behind. The more injured it is, the more it longs for a place to lick its wounds, we long for calm but inevitably encounter storms, but there will always be a moment when the sky is clear, and there will always be a corner for us to lick our wounds.

When Shui Miao hadn't seen Wen Jing yet, two students were transferred back to the class, and when the college entrance examination was approaching, the students came back, Shui Miao was not surprised, he and Ye Jiajin also came back because of the college entrance examination, but the time was more than half a year earlier, to put it seriously, they are all the same people, there are many people who are the same, and there are not a few people who come back, but the time is different. After Shui Miao waited for a week and didn't see Wen Jing, he was now starting to be confused, he couldn't even see Wen Jing, even if he wanted to do something, he couldn't do anything, but this good-looking person who was newly transferred from their class made things turn around. He is taller than Shui Miao, and there is a short-sleeved shirt in the blue coat, Shui Miao didn't deliberately approach it, not to mention that at this time he only had Wen Jing in his heart, but it was Wen Jing who narrowed the distance between Shui Miao and the new classmates, and the friendship between him and the Ye family had some distance because of the last fight, unlike water, it wouldn't take long to stir it up and it would be the same as before. The person Shui Miao misses is still at home at this time, and he still makes a few phone calls and a few text messages every day.

A long time ago, she loved to look at some fixed scenery when she didn't paint, when she knew Ye Jiajin, Ye Jiajin who was in the house at that time always looked out of the house, and now she looks at a lonely bird in the birch tree outside the window.

On a cold spring day, the empty and cramped shop window is like a scene from a life documentary. Alternating late at night and early in the morning, she hadn't fallen asleep yet. She sat on the cold floor in an orange-and-white plaid dress. In the waist-length long hair is a sad face cast out of the window, a melancholy gaze.

In the wee hours of the morning, she finally turned off the lights, and her eyes remained open in the dark. The disputes in various relationships made her feel disappointed and cheated, and she never imagined that the friendship she had once had would break up so much. The sun poured down from the dappled branches, and she would think of the past, in the entanglement, in the repentance, in the moment of quarrel, she herself was lost.

In the seemingly warm concrete campus, in the game of friendship and love, there is a scrutiny and questioning of one's own heart.

She knew that Ye Jiajin didn't like her, but she didn't have the courage to say to Ye Jiajin: No longer be friends.

Life is originally a series of gorgeous lines, parallel, in the staggered, walking apart.

When the seemingly strong friendship, when the relationship for many years, when she really wanted to leave, she began to insomnia, looking out the window, watching the day turn into night, she didn't want to make herself look unhappy, and she didn't dare to tell her parents. Her parents didn't notice anything unusual about her when they went out early and returned late, and she only took a long leave for the head teacher, pacing around the wooden floor barefoot. More often than not, holding a white porcelain cup with boiled water, curled up in the corner, like a wounded cat. Her shop windows are draped deep during the day.

Her nerves were paralyzed, she began to be afraid of waking up the memories that had been sleeping deep in her heart for a long time, the silent mobile phone would vibrate on the side every day, showing Shui Miao, and she only emptied the phone record after seeing it at night.

When she broke with the so-called love and friendship, she chose to live in a dimly lit place, allowing the darkness to corrode all her breath of life. Her hair was loose to her waist, when she saw Han Mingwei, Han Mingwei knocked on the door of her room. She had been licking her wounds for a long time, and she was instantly ignited with a fierce aura, and her eyes turned scarlet until she could see him in front of her. He began to feel more lost than he had ever felt before, and the person he liked was now sad to be like this. "A best friend broke with himself," Wen Jing said, Han Wenwei probably guessed, he poured a large mouthful of water, and his heart ached sluggishly.

Wen Jing's eyelids fell into a deep dim, long-accumulated sleepiness, which collapsed like a tide, instantly engulfing the strength of these days, and she began to fall into a deep sleep.

It was only six o'clock the next morning, Han Mingwei had already called her downstairs at Wen Jing's house, and Wen Jing, who didn't want to go to school, could only get up at this time. This elementary school classmate who lives in a community with her and is a month older than her, just because of this month, he always called himself Wen Jing as his sister at that time, Wen Jing didn't admit it, and his younger brother's attitude towards Wen Jing was much worse.

"Are you feeling better now?"

"It's better, why didn't you tell me when you came back suddenly?"

"I deliberately gave you a surprise, but I didn't expect you to be in such a situation, you have always told me on the phone on the Internet that it is good, this is good news or not bad news, afraid that I will worry?"

"No, I just don't want you to be upset about me over there, and that's recent."

Han Mingwei didn't expect Wen Jing to deny it directly, so he had to push the bicycle and walk silently, "You can take my car," Wen Jing sat behind the car and was still sullen, although Han Mingwei said it in front of him. When approaching the school, Wen Jing got out of the car, Han Mingwei simply pushed the bicycle and walked with Wen Jing, breathing the fresh air in the morning, the breakfast shop at the school gate had already opened, the table was placed in the lobby, Han Mingwei pointed to a breakfast shop and asked, "What do you eat in the morning?" Do you want to eat here? Wen Jing hasn't eaten breakfast since last week, she doesn't have much appetite for breakfast, and her low appetite is not good, Han Mingwei didn't care about Wen Jing, parked the car on the side of the road, and walked in with two hands pushing Wen Jing's shoulders, Wen Jing was pushed in like this, "Boss, two vegetarian buns are packed separately, two cups of soy milk," Han Mingwei shouted, Han Mingwei directly stuffed it into Wen Jing's hand, "Okay, don't be angry with my little fairy, fairies will get old when they are angry," Wen Jing was amused by Han Mingwei's ugly expression, "Laugh, you laughed, Then don't be angry, eat breakfast, I'll come to you at noon. ”

After walking for a few minutes, she arrived at the school, Wen Jing was downstairs in the teaching building, and Han Ming left without waving her hand. Although he is not good, he continues to ask Wen Jing what happened? But in his heart was torment and curiosity, this curiosity began to approach the answer when Shui Miao saw the person he had been worried about for a long time sitting with a boy to eat together, Shui Miao sat next to Wen Jing with the packed meal, completely ignoring Han Mingwei, "Wen Jing, you are finally here." ”

"Well, what's wrong?"

"It's okay, it's just that you haven't come to school for a week, I don't want you to bury everything in your heart and bear it alone," Shui Miao's eyes were shining, how could he care about what Wen Jing said and who he was sitting with, he could see Wen Jing is the best thing for him today, although Wen Jing wanted to avoid him a little, Han Mingwei looked at Shui Miao's smile and Wen Jing's expression and could roughly guess something.

"It's okay, am I that stingy?" Wen Jing pretended to be strong and said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that last time, but I didn't care about your feelings." ”

"It's all over, don't say it anymore, no one is sorry for anyone," Shui Miao wanted to find evidence from Wen Jing's face to refute, but in the end he was disappointed, and Wen Jing's face had a breezy smile as if what happened a few days ago had never happened. At this time, there were still many people in the restaurant at this time, even if she pretended to be in a good mood, she didn't have much appetite, and now she didn't want to eat, Han Mingwei, who was sitting opposite her, didn't continue to eat, but looked at Wen Jing, as if waiting for Wen Jing to speak. This matter, Wen Jing, who was injured, was afraid that she would see Ye Jia's near in the restaurant, especially when Shui Miao sat over, she was waiting for Han Ming to leave without telling him, but she didn't wait.

At this time, the Ye family had already brought their meals to the classroom, and since he found out that Yu Ling was basically eating in the classroom, he began to arrive at the classroom a little earlier every day, "Yu Ling, can you help me make up for mathematics?" Yu Ling looked at Ye Jiajin who was sitting next to her, and she postponed, "I'm very average in mathematics, you can find someone else." ”

Ye Jiajin recognized Yu Ling in his heart, "You are much stronger than me, I promise not to bother you every day, I only ask you when I don't understand," he was afraid that Yu Ling would refuse him again, Yu Ling was really annoyed by Ye Jiajin's soft grinding and hard bubbles and had to agree, Ye Jiajin just wanted to stay with Yu Ling for a while every day, whether it was studying together, chatting, or even simply looking at her. Even a little sweetness in love is enough to make people feel happy, and this short-term happiness will attract people to chase more sweetness.

Ye Jiajin's face turned a little red when she looked at Yu Ling, she turned around, Ye Jiajin didn't chase after Yu Ling anymore, the two of them finished eating silently, and the three people in the cafeteria fell into embarrassment, Shui Miao, who was happy, Wen Jing, who was in a complicated mood, and Han Mingwei, who was watching the play on the side.

"I'm full, let's go?" It was Wen Jing who spoke, Shui Miao thought that Wen Jing was telling herself, until he watched Han Mingwei and Wen Jing who stood up and took the dinner plate together, that he suddenly realized, it turned out that there was never a person here, he didn't care about being ashamed, and followed with the dinner plate, even if his heart was a little heavy, the joy of seeing him again began to cool down, although he followed the two people Although it was not easy to ask, his eyes peeked at Wen Jing from time to time, until he watched Han Mingwei walk to the door of Wen Jing's classroom.

"Why didn't you leave just now?" Wen Jing said with some complaints, Han Mingwei directly stretched out his right hand and rubbed Wen Jing's head, Wen Jing looked at the person who was close to a head taller than him, "Okay, I'm leaving, don't be sad anymore, don't be angry," Shui Miao, who was standing not far away watching this scene, saw Wen Jing's face turn a little red, and after a while, he pushed away his hand, and his hanging heart sank to the bottom again. If he can question Ye Jiajin, then what about now? Why does he care, he obviously knows that Wen Jing doesn't like him, but he still wants Wen Jing to be happy, he really sees Wen Jing happy, his heart begins to be sad again, he wants to look back more, every step is heartache, every step is sad, he is afraid that the oncoming wind will make his tears flow down.