After the college entrance examination, it was exposed to the sun for several days.

Xie Qingci has not moved out of the rental house yet, and after the college entrance examination, he stayed in his room and slept until noon before getting up.

The classmate told him not to go to play ball, let him go out to play, woke up and lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling for a while, and then got up and ordered takeout.

It was too hot during the day, and he would rather stay at home in a daze than go out.

The time to go out is after dinner.

When it was cooler, he walked out of the neighborhood and walked around aimlessly.

Occasionally, he would go to the convenience store to buy an ice cream to eat, and after eating an ice cream, he could just walk from the convenience store to the intersection outside the nearby new square.

When you look up, you can see movie recommendations and jewelry advertisements flashing on the large electronic screen.

Yu Xia looked at him with a smile on her face.

The jewelry she endorsed was available on the first floor of the mall, and after crossing the intersection, he went inside the mall to take a look.

There are more posters of her in the brand store, as well as a humanoid stand.

The person in the stand looks unattainable in a beautiful gown showing off the sparkling jewels on his wrists and neck.

The clerk watched him stare at the spokesperson's stand for a long time, and walked over with a smile and invited him to take a look inside.

"Recently, if you buy any of our products, you can get a free spokesperson poster."

He had just looked, but when he heard the words, he followed in silence.

The clerk took out a couple of bracelets.

"Did you buy it for your girlfriend? These bracelets are more popular, and this one is the one that Yu Xia wore on the stand. ”

The diamond bracelet, which costs more than 3,000 yuan, is thin and shines with the unique sparkle of diamonds under the special light of the jewelry store, which is indeed suitable for girls with slender arms.

"That's it." He said the first thing he said when he entered the store.

Then swipe the card, wrap it, and the clerk rolled up a poster and prepared to put it in the gift bag together, but he stopped it.

He unfolded the poster and looked at it, and there was a Yu Xia's signature in the lower right corner, which was very public.

The clerk asked, "Don't you have to put it up?" It's not easy to take. ”

He shook his head and said, "No." ”

Then carefully take the poster and leave.

The clerk in the store also guessed together.

"It's his girlfriend who likes Yu Xia, right? I don't dare to roll it too tightly, for fear of wrinkling the poster, for fear that my girlfriend will be angry. ”

"This boy is so handsome, but he is not very cheerful, and he said two words when he came in."

"People just talk a lot to their girlfriends."

"Maybe he likes Yu Xia? Many otaku with an uncheerful personality like to chase stars, especially female stars. ”

"He can also be a star with such a good look."

Xie Qingci couldn't hear their discussions, he had already returned the same way with the poster, and then went around to the other side of the intersection.

The bag and poster of the bracelet were light, but he held it tightly.

Walking through the crowd with a cold expression, Xie Qingci walked outside the school.

It just so happened that on Friday, it was past the time for the day students to leave school, and only a few students who didn't want to go home were hanging out in groups.

He stood at the bus stop with his things and looked at the other side.

The poster there has been taken away and replaced with a "Urban Civilization Construction" bulletin board.

But he still watched.

A few students waiting for the bus in the back were giggling and talking, and some people muttered and asked, "Is the one in front of you the Xie Qingci in the third year of high school?"

A bus came by, and two students got on the bus, looked back, and winked at the rest of the students by the window, as if to say-

It's Xie Qingci! It's really Xie Qingci! You help me take a second look!

Xie Qingci didn't see it, the heat wave from the car swept through the pores of his body, making him feel that his hair was stuffy, and he was so irritable that he didn't want to meet anyone's gaze and didn't want to say anything.

The cars that came and went blocked the bulletin board opposite, and he looked down at the shadow on the ground, and suddenly felt that he was so stupid as to behave like this.

So he went back the way he came, back to the rental house.

The poster was unfolded and placed on the desk, and he stared at it condescendingly for a long time.

The woman above smiled slyly, as if she was laughing at his self-inflicted amorousness.

He thought that maybe it was too hot, and the mood that made people feel bored would be entangled in his heartbeat, and the movement of blood flow, which made him uneasy.

After the night, he moved back to his house, and all the things in the rental house were locked and left where they were.

After two days, the hot city finally ushered in a heavy rain.

The drizzling rain knocked down the ups and downs in the air, and the air was fresher by a few degrees, which made the impetuous mood a lot more stable.

But he still couldn't shake that feeling.

Although there was nothing related to Yu Xia at home, he would still keep thinking of her, her smiling face, her confused appearance, and the way she smiled with her chin propped up.

That kind of longing is like a shadow that will grow, entangled his hands and feet in the middle of the night and dragged him into a dream, and the dream was Yu Xia in and out of the dream.

He had to admit that it had nothing to do with the weather, even on a cool rainy day, he was so hot and irritable that he wanted to vent, and woke up in the middle of the night sweating profusely, eager to stay in the bathroom until dawn.

He forced himself not to think about it, and even sweated desperately on the basketball court and in the boxing gym before going to bed, just to be able to get on the bed and stop dreaming.

This had a slight effect, and slowly, he stopped searching for news about Yu Xia on the Internet, and went out without her posters, and in September, he left home with his luggage and went to another place to go to college.

The days went on for a long time, and he followed his classmates through the long boulevard every day, going back and forth in the dormitory, classrooms, cafeteria and gymnasium.

He doesn't fall in love, rarely participates in club activities, and rarely goes out to school.

Just when he was about to breathe a sigh of relief and regain his peaceful life, on the way out of class, he happened to hear a female classmate who passed by by mistakenly discussing a TV series.

"It's played with Yu Xia, is the gossip queen going to harvest a male god this time?"

"But Yu Xia is really beautiful, I want to look like her, and I can do whatever I want."

Yu Xia.

At that moment, the name that had been violently suppressed in his heart was like finding a crack and a volcanic eruption, and the magma burned him so much that he stood there and shivered.

He can't forget it at all, no matter how many times he hypnotizes himself to forget this person and forget those memories, in fact, he is deceiving himself, just hearing those two words, or even just two words with similar pronunciations, can make him fall into the abyss again.

In a rare way, he didn't go back to his dorm to take a nap, but went to the tennis court to play against the machine.

Swing the clap hard countless times, and when the hot sweat flows out, it seems to bring out those unwillingness.

Tired that his arms were already sore, he stopped, holding his knees and panting, the deafening heartbeat did not make him feel dizzy, but his mind was clear-

Are you really willing to let her run away? Won't you really regret it?

Yu Xia obviously owes him a word of sorry, and he still owes him a word of sorry!

He threw away his tennis racket and collapsed on the seat in the lounge area, brushing his sweaty hair with his eyes closed.

Then he looked at the roll-up poster outside the tennis court with a heavy gaze, which said "Countdown to the XX Channel Talent Show University Site Trials".

Yes, Yu Xia still owes him a word of sorry, and he wants to get it back.

Yu Xia should be his.

It can only be his.

He stood up, walked to the poster step by step, dialed the contact number above, took a deep breath, and said calmly:

"Talent show tryouts? Yes, I'm going to participate in the audition. Freshman, Xie Qingci. ”

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