31. Cold War
Xiaohu hasn't sent me "good night" for two days in a row.
I'm a little agitated now at half past ten in the evening, and I always go to get my phone to look at it as if I've lost something. Sometimes I want to send a text message to Xiaohu and ask her what she is doing, but when she is used to contacting me first, I always feel awkward and unable to pull it off.
"What are you doing?"
Hurry up and delete it, it's so hanging, there's still a question mark about to be issued.
When my mind is a little strained, I always think of my ex-girlfriend. After a year of hard pursuit, two years together, endless mountain alliances and sea vows, people who were willing to give their lives for each other, but later only endless quarrels and liberation breakups remained.
I don't dare, I'm a little scared of feelings now. For me, getting something is more like a burden, but having nothing can give me peace of mind.
I edited a self-consolation quote on the text message:
I hope that if there are no eyes, there is no need to hope for the past, and I hope that I can't hope for the past.
I wish I didn't have ears, I wouldn't have to listen anymore, and I wouldn't have to hear the whispers you couldn't tell.
I hope that if I don't show up, I won't disappear, and I will disappear to hug your figure on the wall.
I hope so.
I hope that the night is not warm, so there is no need to wonder whether to dream or wake up.
I hope that the long curtain will not end, and there will be no need to refuse. It's just that every one of them was more beautiful than the present.
I hope that if we have never met, I will not be tolerated.
Allow me,
Use this life to forget.
I saved this unspeakable feeling as a draft.
ββDazzling youth, red dust refining heartββ
In fact, I understand very well that since Xiaohu sang a song "The Love of My Life" to me that night, I think the feeling between us has become flat.
The feeling was subtle, as if we were both running away.
Originally, I had made up my mind to dodge, but now that I got it, it became a kind of torture that weighed heavily on my heart.
Xiaohu may have said something to the third brother, and the third brother came to me and said:
"Little Wu, you'll regret it."
"I won't."
"You like Little Tiger."
"I don't like it."
"Why should you be embarrassed by yourself?"
"I didn't embarrass myself."
"I'll kill you with a pickaxe!"
"I wasn't killed."
I was joking with my third brother, and my heart was twisting.
Where did I read the phrase "If I take ninety-nine steps forward, will you take a step forward and meet me?" Fell into your arms when I happened to have no strength? β
I feel very sorry for Xiaohu, she took ninety-nine steps forward, and I took ninety-nine steps back, so disappointed.
After the third brother finished talking to me that day, Xiaohu and Tian Xue never ate or studied with us again, and the small group naturally disbanded. But recently, around the time when the lights went out at night, I occasionally heard clips of the third brother chatting with Xiaohu or Tian Xue on the phone.
In the classroom, we met, I greeted her, and she walked straight by, her eyes straight like frozen paint. I greeted Tian Xue, who patted me on the shoulder and said:
"Dude, let's say a few kind words."
Fortunately, there were group announcements and hospital journals during that time. I try to focus all my energy on student activities, and every day after dinner, I run to the League Propaganda Office, and then review the manuscript, change the format with WORD, and fight with watermelon hats......
At that time, I stepped on the lights out and went back to the dormitory, and after a few times, my brothers were hairy, and they all said that the leader played with me. I responded that these were all voluntary by me, and the eyes of the brothers looked at me like the eyes of the fourth brother when the scientific expedition team saw them. Before the lights went out, the dormitory would collectively make instant noodles, no matter who bought it, I always ate it, of course, every time I was full, I would thank the host, and pretended to say:
"You don't have to bring me next time, you can eat, I'm not hungry."
One day I went back to my dorm room and the lights were out. Under the dim candle flame, the third brother and Xiaobei took out a jar of instant noodles from the desk, and then Xiaobei flew the back of his hand and said, "Fifth brother, eat quickly." β
I pretended to put on the nightly repertoire "Resignation": "Oh, I'm not hungry, you can eat." β
The third brother grabbed me and said nervously: "Don't be hungry for your sister, let you eat quickly." β
The third brother is very hard, I don't know what to do, so I didn't pretend to be 13 again, the wind and clouds, Xiaobei and the third brother are very nervous here, looking left and right, I once suspected that they were poisoned.
After eating, the third brother and Xiaobei drove me out, running to the corridor staircase rotating shadow, Xiaobei's face was full of wrinkles with a smile, and the third brother's forehead lines were open.
Xiaobei began to describe the scene that happened when I didn't come back just now.
"You didn't come back just now, so we ate, hey, snoring is eating."
Xiaobei said while chattering busily comparing the basin with his left hand and chopsticks with his right hand, looking like he was pulling noodles into his mouth. I said in my heart: "One god guards the inside, one god guards the outside, the old urchin Zhou Botong created this martial art in the cave of Peach Blossom Island, which is the art of fighting left and right." β
The third brother answered: "Then the second brother raised his head suddenly, raised his head to the sky and roared." β
Xiaobei couldn't interject, continued to match the picture, and shook his head back.
I immediately judged that the form and qi were in harmony, and the tendons were easy.
The third brother said: "The second brother instantly sucked his instant noodles clean!" β
As expected, Tengu eats the moon!
Xiao Beida smiled: "Yes, yes, right, and then the second brother looked at the bowl that was detained for you viciously." Then he said, Xiao Wu didn't come back either, or I'd eat it. β
Third brother: "Yes, yes, and then Xiaobei and I looked at each other, and we instantly understood each other." β
Xiaobei said: "This soup is really delicious, second brother, drink soup, drink soup." β
The second brother pouted for a moment, and then silently lowered his head and took a mouthful of soup.
Wind, thunder, lightning, lightning, thunder, thunder, fire.
The third brother instantly blocked the bowl of noodles left for you with the flower pot on the table.
Xiaobei continued: "The second brother raised his head, his eyes were slit, but he was actually shining, staring at the flower pot and saying, I haven't eaten enough." β
Third brother: "Xiaobei slapped his thigh, ahhhhh Second brother, let's have a drink, and after that, I touched the second brother with the bowl, and the second brother lowered his head and took another sip. β
Third brother: "At the moment when he bowed his head, at the moment, I instantly put your basin of noodles into the desk hall." β
Xiaobei laughed: "Fifth brother, don't you know, at that time, the two of us felt like a spy war blockbuster, it all relied on eye contact, the desktop was calm, and the heart was surging." β
I smiled and asked, "What about the second brother?" The second brother didn't ask about the whereabouts of instant noodles again. β
The third brother said: "No, the second brother just stared at the flower pot blankly, and after looking at it for a long time, it is estimated that he felt extremely depressed, and even began to doubt his life." β
We laughed and chatted. I asked Xiaobei what happened to him and Hai Mimi. Xiaobei said that after Tian Xue's introduction, they already knew each other in the Quyi Troupe.
"Then Hai Mimi, do you know that you sent her those text messages?"
"Hehe, I don't know."
"After the calf, I tell you, hurry up, don't be snatched away."
"What do you do, fifth brother, you can help me come up with ideas."
"You ask me about this, there is a third brother here."
Third brother: "I haven't chased others, others have chased me." β
Me, Xiaobei: "Roll the calf!" β
I patted Xiaobei on the shoulder: "Bei, I'll help you research, but if you say that I'm sassy, I'll squeeze you." β
ββDazzling youth, red dust refining heartββ
Love is everyone's problem.
Philosophically speaking, only reason is love, and emotional emotion is called liking.
Loving someone is the result of careful consideration, but it originates from that heart-pounding liking. Many people have never loved in their lives, and they treat liking as love.
But more often than not, we don't make a distinction between the two. Because the feeling of "liking" is strong enough, it makes us lose ourselves, get carried away, and lose ourselves. How many people can cross the threshold of "like" and say "love"?
What we usually say is that we love someone and can't extricate ourselves, but in fact, we prefer to like someone who can't extricate themselves.
I sent Xiaohu a text message like this tonight, saying:
"I might like you."
I got her reply in the middle of the night:
"I'm sorry, we're still good friends."
I sat on the bed for a while, crept to the floor, and then walked through the cold hallway to the toilet. The dim light combined with the choking cool air made me feel a chill in my heart, like someone had opened a mint capsule in my heart.
I really want to smoke a cigarette.
I went back to the dark bedroom, and then secretly groped around on the third brother's bed, trying to steal a cigarette to smoke. The clouds covered the moon, and he accidentally discovered the secret of the third brother's naked sleep. The third brother stared at me, his expression was like a husky, his legs were clamped, and I was half-kneeling at the end of the bed, leaning half on the bed, holding the third brother's pants in my hands.
"Third brother, I said I was here to find cigarettes to smoke, can you believe me?"