On Sunday afternoon, Liu Xiyue leaned on the quilt, lazily lying on the bed, feeling the green breeze outside the window, and reading Xi Murong's poetry collection "Youth Without Complaints". A person suddenly arrived in front of her, and when she realized that someone was there, the book in her hand had been taken away, and when she looked up, it turned out to be Lan Lingmei.

"I thought it was someone, but it turned out to be a wolf."

"What kind of talented and beautiful story are you watching?" Lan Lingmei flipped through the book in her hand, "What is there to see about the poems, the ancient poems are sloppy, the new poems are clear soup and little water, inexplicable, and only those who pretend to be fresh like to read them." ”

"Why did you come back so early? The food in the cafeteria is not good. ”

"It's annoying at home, but it's better to be quiet at school."

"Is it your parents who ...... again?"

Lan Lingmei was silent for a long time and sighed.

"The two of them are becoming more and more like strangers. Women are disgusted with men's nests and have no ability, and they are not as good as women. The roughness and indifference of a man and a woman are like that of a man, without the gentleness and gentleness of a woman. Even in front of me, they didn't look at each other. ”

"You say it's in the middle."

"It's useless. When they quarreled, they had already said no words, and there was no room for hypocrisy. ”

"It's also strange, now that water and fire are incompatible, why did you get married in the first place?"

"Both are older youths. The man thinks that the woman is kind and sensible, looks and has a good figure, and the woman thinks that the man is honest and well-behaved, has a stable job, and the conditions of both parties are similar. Now both of them say it was a mistake, and I am the result of a mistake on top of a mistake. They think about a life task, but they start a painful journey. ”

"Everyone else thinks it's appropriate, why is this happening?"

"My aunt said it was the lack of true love. I think it probably is. When I was in the fourth grade, my dad once had a drink with a friend and said, 'I didn't miss her before I got married. After I got married, I didn't miss her even more. Although there are also concerns and concerns, they are like relatives and friends. Between men and women, there is no heart-pounding feeling, there is no instinctive longing and attachment, and there can never be real love between men and women. Any man and woman who have never had an unforgettable lovesickness should not get married at all. If she and I were just friends or colleagues, we would definitely get along just fine. But when they become husband and wife, they will only hurt each other day by day. Five years later, he couldn't have imagined that I still remembered his words. Both of them are good people, but together they only show bad looks, I really don't understand. ”

"They're all so good to you, you can only think about it."

"yes, look, I'm happy."

Lanling grinned with bared teeth. Liu Xiyue took her hand.

"I don't know you yet? The more bitter my heart is, the more I smile on my face. ”

"You're so understanding, no wonder I miss you so much."

"What do you miss me?"

"I miss the way you look at unrequited love."

"You're unrequited."

"Look at you like this, leaning on the pillow, wearing long hair, holding fragrant cheeks, soft and lazy, a person who is inexplicably laughing and sad, not unrequited love. Thinking about the tree again, isn't it? ”

"Give me back the book."

"No. You should go to see "Outside the Window". ”

"What's the content?"

"Teachers and students are in love, talented and beautiful."

"How old is the girl?"

"It's about the same as you."

"What about the male teacher?"

"Bigger than girls anyway."

"The author is Lan Lingmei."

"The author is Qiong Yao, who is also a Taiwanese writer."

"How did it end?"

"To each other, on the water side."

Liu Xiyue was very disappointed when she heard this, and her interest in watching it suddenly decreased.

"Don't lie down, Zhao Panshi is here, go to his dormitory and brag."

"You always like to run to his dormitory, don't you like him?"

"yes. I just like to brag with him. ”

"Be careful that Yang Yumei is here."

"It doesn't matter if she's not there. Students brag to the class teacher and don't break any law. I think she's used to it. Are you going or not going? Think clearly. Maybe you might even meet the love of your dreams. If I don't go, I'm going to ask someone else. Don't regret it. ”

"Okay, I'll go with you."

"You, I'll just say!"

When the two arrived on the second floor of the front yard, the door of Zhao Panshi's dormitory was wide open, and his hands were full of foam and he was washing clothes.

"Wow!" Lan Lingmei smiled exaggeratedly, "Teacher Zhao is so diligent, do you want us to help?" ”

"No need. You just sit and play. Zhao Panshi wiped a handful of sweat, and there was some foam on his head and glasses. Liu Xiyue and Lan Lingmei laughed happily.

"Teacher Zhao, are you afraid that Teacher Yang will kick you off if he finds out, so you don't dare to let us help?"

"Lan Lingmei, you just aren't big or small, talking nonsense. It's a real headache to lose things in the classroom all the time. Did you find any clues? ”

Lan Lingmei told some hearsay rumors, and told anecdotes in a wild way, so that she couldn't help laughing. Liu Xiyue listened quietly, echoing and smiling from time to time.

"Really?"

Zhao Panshi heard it in a fog. Lan Lingmei laughed.

"If you are real, you will be true, and if you are false, you will be false."

"When are you going to be serious?"

Zhao Panshi shook his head and sighed, and said to Liu Xiyue:

"Liu Xiyue, what books have you been reading recently?"

"Look at Xi Murong's poetry collection."

"I like poetry, it's rare."

"There are several books of Xi Murong's poems, I just finished reading one, but unfortunately I can't find the others."

"The school library doesn't have one?"

"Nope. I asked a few bookstores, but there was none. ”

"I seem to have seen it on Mr. Gao's bookshelf, so I went to borrow it from him."

"You mean the Chinese teacher?"

"How many teachers do you know?"

"Is Mr. Gao willing to borrow it?"

"He also knows that you like to read books, so why wouldn't you borrow them? Just go to him and say that I asked you to borrow it. If he refuses to borrow it, one day I will steal it out and lend it to you. My students are so studious that they have to borrow if they don't borrow. ”

After Zhao Panshi finished speaking, he blinked comically. Lan Lingmei and Liu Xiyue laughed.

"Shh Zhao Panshi put his finger on the side of his mouth, "Be quiet, don't startle the snake, he's next door." ”

Liu Xiyue's heart was pounding with excitement. "He also knows that you like to read very much" This sentence confirmed some of her feelings, and she was really lucky to meet Teacher Zhao as a class teacher.

"What are you doing? You go to him now and ask for a book. After Zhao Panshi finished speaking, he muttered a smile again, "One loves to buy books, the other loves to read, it seems that there is really a fate." ”

Liu Xiyue stood up, hesitating and not moving.

"If you don't go, I'm going."

Lan Lingmei smiled and pushed Liu Xiyue.

"Lingmei, let's go together, maybe there is a book you want to read."

"The book I want to read is in the bakery."

"What are you afraid of in broad daylight? Go quickly, if he doesn't borrow it, I'll help you when he comes back. ”

"Thank you, Mr. Zhao!"

Next door is the dormitory of Gao Wutong. The door was open and cracked.

Liu Xiyue has already been here once, and she really wants to come again but has never had a suitable excuse.

Teacher Zhao gave her a chance in the snow, and she was really surprised and delighted. Teacher Zhao may not have been unintentional, but he had already seen through her thoughts. Thinking of this, Liu Xiyue couldn't help but blush a little.

After a pause, Liu Xiyue knocked lightly on the door twice.

"Who?" Gao Wutong's voice came out.

Liu Xiyue didn't say anything, and knocked twice. The door opened.

"It's you." Gao Wutong appeared in the door, surprised and delighted, "Is there something wrong?" ”

"Hello Mr. Gao." Liu Xiyue said with a smile, "I have found several places, but there is no collection of Xi Murong's poems, Teacher Zhao said that you have it, and asked me to come to you to borrow it." ”

"You like to read too?"

Liu Xiyue smiled and said nothing. Gao Wutong blushed.

"Please come in."

Walking into the room, Liu Xiyue found that the photo in the glass photo frame on the desk had been changed. It became a group photo of the 95th class at the entrance of the country park. In the photo, Liu Xiyue is smiling happily, and Gao Wutong behind her has a handsome face, but her expression is a little dull. Liu Xiyue smiled:

"Teacher Gao, where is the photo you took with Class 96? Why is it only in our class? ”

"I can't put it down. It's enough to have this one. ”

"The table is still wide."

"No matter how wide it is, it can't be placed. Xi Murong's book is on the first shelf, I can't remember which floor, you can find it yourself. ”

Both of them remembered the incident of the single-plank bridge vividly, but they both tacitly agreed that neither of them would mention it, as if they were afraid that a third party would know their secret, and they just let it stir up ripples of happiness in their hearts. Apple's case is a bit more sensitive, and I don't know how to talk about it.

Liu Xiyue walked to the bookshelf, and the group photo of Class 96 was sandwiched in a book, lying quietly on the bookshelf. She recalled Gao Wutong's words and looked for a book with joy. Xi Murong's six-volume poetry collection was side by side, as if waiting for her arrival. She took out one and sniffed it, flipped a few pages, and longed to carry all six of them back to the dormitory, and after thinking about it, she only took two more.

"Teacher Gao, I found it. I'll read these two books first, and then I'll borrow them after I'm done. ”

"Whatever you want. If you want to borrow books in the future, come directly, don't go to Mr. Zhao's detour. As long as I have it on the shelf, you can just take it and look at it. It's a good thing to like to read. ”

Liu Xiyue didn't speak, gently rubbing the book.

"Did you hear that?"

"I'm afraid to disturb Mr. Gao."

"It's okay, as long as I'm here, feel free to come by."

"Thank you, Mr. Gao."

Liu Xiyue walked out of the door, and Lan Lingmei was already standing in the corridor.

"Have you borrowed any books?"

Liu Xiyue shook the two books in her hand.

Lan Lingmei smiled meaningfully and took Liu Xiyue's hand.

"As I expected. I'm just helping people make wedding dresses. ”