When eating in the cafeteria, or in between reading books in the library, I can often hear my classmates talking about Melly, and since she can still be remembered and mentioned among many beautiful girls, she must be outstanding, and there will always be some equally beautiful girls who become her friends.

I also looked up at the girls around me because of this, and through the little clues revealed by the conversations around me, I saw who the beautiful girl named Melly was.

Maybe it's because of absent-mindedness, I didn't find such a beautiful girl at all, and I happened to pay attention to one of them, but there was always a little difference from the so-called beautiful statement they described, and my eyes seemed to be looking at a photo that I wouldn't feel sorry for even if I lost it.

In those days, I could have thought that the girl named Melly was among the many girls, and even passed by me, but I didn't realize it.

About two times, someone next to me said to me, "That's a girl named Melly!" I looked up and turned my gaze away, and said casually, "Hmm! See, extraordinary! Then I wondered which one it was?

This has been going on for a long time, and whenever I have time, I have been looking at music and drama books that I am passionate about, or going to the library to look up relevant materials, or going to bookstores to read books that I can't afford for the time being, and even trying to study the score of a symphony for a while, trying to figure out why, and even now I still think that it is incredible that music and drama have such a strong attraction to me; Or because of something walking through the campus, a lot of strangers come and go, pass by, and drift away, and spend time like this.

I sometimes think that those who pass by me usually have two outcomes, one is to pass by and then end up, and never meet again in this life, and the other is to establish a connection in a specific space and time in the future, whether directly or indirectly, and Melly obviously belongs to the latter, and the reason is very simple.

Time has pushed this simple truth into the unpredictable. Now, when I think back to this simple truth, I feel like a blindfolded explorer breaking into the boundless primeval forest, anything can happen, and many things don't need me to deliberately predict something, because that's related to

The word "boring" is almost indistinguishable, and it is one of the few feelings that I can later realize under the influence of the circumstances, but I would not have realized it at the time, I think it was still a matter of my attention, but things were going in a different direction.

At this point, the specific content of my memory began to be enriched, but time was still uncertain, and the blurring of time made it easier for me to grasp the content to a certain extent.

"When did this happen? The timing is not exact, but I know it as well—", indeed, it is!

The seasons changed, time passed, and the things I did and saw during that time began to take on the image of an old black and white movie, with clarity like a documentary from the archives, and the picture was covered with fibrous scratches from beginning to end.

I never tire of being in my world, wandering in the paradise of Western culture. Lin Jun is obsessed with the creation of oil paintings, which he loves, and at the same time, with extraordinary endurance, he absorbs the knowledge from textbooks that I think tastes like chewing wax, and he has achieved remarkable results.

During this period, there was an incident in the school that was enough to become the talk of the whole school, a girl in the girls' dormitory who did not know which major she belonged to, escaped from the dormitory building at two o'clock in the middle of the winter night, and ran naked around the stadium track for twenty minutes.

I had no way of knowing the cause of the incident, and I didn't pay attention to the surrounding discussions. Things that don't need to be understood naturally don't need attention.

"Whoever understands her will naturally understand! Those who don't understand may not need to explain! Lin Jun said with a beer glass.

"You're right!"