I don't sleep well anymore, I don't sleep all night long, but use it to code and write, except for class time and necessary outdoor activities, I usually keep my small notebook to type.

My little notebook doesn't have the performance of anything else, and I can just play a game or something. But typing anything is still okay.

"Qi Ji, why don't you go shopping for clothes together?"

I shook my head and smiled at their kindness: "No, I have something." ”

Zhou Xiaoyi was very puzzled, could it be that I am also dating online? He put his head in front of my computer screen, and just wanted to tease me, but found that it was a long text, and I couldn't read so many words in online dating.

"Qi Ji, I found that your college life is ridiculous."

"Ridiculous?" I looked up at her in amazement.

"It's understandable to work hard in high school, why are you working so hard in college, you look much more relaxed than in high school, you can use it to taste food, put on beautiful clothes, dress yourself beautifully, and talk about sweet love, how good, look at you, is this going to be a Saint Seiya."

Looking at Zhou Xiaoyi's white and delicate face, I also fantasized that if I became beautiful, I would be loved by everyone like him, and I could talk to anyone, but this is not something that can be decided by becoming beautiful, the key is that you have to become excellent.

"You know what, good makes people beautiful." I replied to her with a little pride.

"You just blow it, it's really elm immortal." She suddenly asked again, "By the way, how are you doing with my man's roommate?" ”

"You're talking about Addison, what can I do, that's all."

"Hmph, you deserve to be single for the rest of your life." Zhou Xiaoyi climbed onto his bed and started sweet words to his boyfriend.

wrote to the depths and unconsciously substituted the heroine's sight, the heroine at that time was old, and the last person with her was not the person she liked, nor the person who liked her, but the passerby who was in a hurry together.

The heroine also regrets why she didn't choose the first two, but the road may be like this.

The moment she closed her eyes, she thought of whether the boy who plucked up the courage to finish playing basketball sent a water bottle, whether the boy who loved her carried her through the streets and alleys, whether her husband walked to the palace by himself with a wedding dress, whether her children were gossiping about their so-called love.

It's just that these memories, with her, are buried in the ground forever.

"Qi Ji, why are you crying?"