I was lying on the bed in my accommodation, and although the bumpy sensation caused by the bus had stopped for nearly an hour, my mind was still shaking, probably due to the exhaustion caused by the lack of sleep all night. Aside from taking a nap on the bed board in my dorm room, I haven't closed my eyes for 28 hours. I thought about the trivial memories of Melly again, and I thought about it and felt endless, but the details of those memories have become much easier for me to organize now.

Thinking about this long conversation all night, what made me feel a little uneasy was the thrill of that moment! That's a feeling I've never had for other girls before. I can't understand exactly why this feeling is happening. There will always be some attractive strengths or characteristics in a person, because a person who has no merits at all does not exist, just as a person who has no faults at all does not exist. However, one or more advantages do not represent the whole of a person, and even if all of her (his) advantages are added together, they cannot replace complete understanding and recognition. To understand a person with this standard, you will get a clearer understanding, which will help you understand and know a person more completely, and this standard is also applicable to lovers. So far, I know too little about Melly. She naturally has her advantages, maybe just advantages, I know very little, this is of course the human visual perception is at fault, because before the complete understanding and understanding of a person, only through visual impressions to get a preliminary cognition, and the subsequent understanding process has a subtle influence. I can't get rid of this kind of cognitive law of the world around me and people. However, a comprehensive understanding of a person will always be closer to truth and sobriety, but truth and sobriety are not synonymous with happiness and beauty. After I had just chatted with a beautiful girl all night, instead of lasting too long the cozy and joyful aftertaste that I had in my heart, I started to think about the way I perceive a person, and I swirled around the subject!

To restrain myself from thinking too deeply, I got up and extinguished the cigarette butt, put the ashtray on the computer desk, turned around and lay down, closed my eyes and waited for sleep. After a while, the sleepiness like diving into the deep sea finally came.

By the time I woke up from my dreamless slumber, it was six o'clock in the afternoon. After a deep sleep, the fatigue had been driven away, and I felt a lot more comfortable, so I sat up and massaged my head, and after being awake for a while, I made sure that I was in bed and that I was still myself. The "Happy Birthday to You" tune outside the window continued, coming from a large nearby residential area, the sound of that cheap electronic music timer, and it was this "Happy Birthday to You" that pulled me back from my sleep back to the real world. In this nearby residential area, this happy song plays every night at 6 p.m., every day, without interruption. I never saw where the exact source of the sound was, but it always came to me. Judging by the degree of punctuality and the time point, it should be a kind of prompt sound for the end of work, probably celebrating, and indirectly waking me up to remind me that it was time for dinner. Later my suspicions were confirmed, and it seems that the song is not useless. In this world, there will be people who have birthdays every day, and people who get off work every day, which is understandable, but why do you have to celebrate the end of work with "Happy Birthday to you"? I was puzzled and thought that the way to celebrate the end of work here is really different. Five minutes later, the song ends.

I took out the phone in my backpack and found that there were three missed calls on it, because we left each other's mobile phone numbers when we were at the small bar, so I recognized it as Melly, who should be reading books in the library at this time, so I didn't call her back, and planned to contact her later. Then I turned on the computer, ready to check the email, and after logging in to QQ, I found a message from Melly:

"Have you already gone back?"

"Did you sleep well?"

"Haven't you woken up yet? The kittens are already awake! ”

There are a total of three QQ chat messages, and the avatar shows that she has gone offline, maybe these three messages should have been sent around noon. I replied:

"Sorry, I just got up, how are you? Have you had a good rest? ”

Mei Li is one of the few friends of the opposite sex in my QQ number at that time, at that time when Tencent was just emerging, my number is still Lin Jun to help apply, because it is the first time to contact QQ chat software, how to use is also a little understood, I really don't know what to say on QQ, I always think that there is nothing to talk about with strangers, I can't think of any clear topics, it's nothing more than chatting to kill time, Lin Jun said that since that's the case, then add someone you know, so let me add him and Mei Li, The two of them were the first two friends in my QQ number.

I didn't wait for her reply, because I hadn't eaten all day, so after a simple wash, I put on a T-shirt and jeans, and went downstairs to the nearest restaurant to buy kimchi and Yangzhou fried rice to take back to my accommodation for dinner. While I was eating, I listened to Michael Burton's "SaidILovedYou... ButILied (I said I loved you... But I lied to you).