Author: Tang Tang (Le Yun)

It's Saturday again, the sun has shone brightly at twelve o'clock in the afternoon, and Xue Jie is covered in the quilt and doesn't want to get up.

"What's wrong? Lazy worm, you don't get up yet, it's time for lunch. Roommate Ma Zhen suddenly opened Xuejie's mosquito net and asked in surprise.

"I'm in a bad mood, I don't want to get up, I don't want to eat, don't worry about me." Xue Jie replied in a muffled voice.

Usually on weekends, Xue Jie gets up at nine o'clock, finishes her homework and goes out to climb the mountain with her roommate Ma Zhen and her boyfriend Zhang Kai, and records a small dance video to entertain herself, but today, Xue Jie's mood is particularly abnormal.

Ma Zhen looked disgusted: "Autism is committed again, go and fall in love, don't waste resources, no matter if you are happy or not, you always have to eat." If you don't want to get up, I'll go out to eat and bring you some. After Ma Zhen finished speaking, she walked away.

Xue Jie sighed helplessly, but she was very grateful to Ma Zhen in her heart. Except for her friend Liu Zihang, Ma Zhen is the only one Xue Jie can talk about at present.

Xue Jie once counted on her fingers, and in the past 21 years, she has a total of 13 friends and 2 girlfriends. Among them, 6 friends are fake, and 2 girlfriends are now in different universities and rarely contact. Life is always like this, yin and yin have nothing to do with it, but you can't forget it, in case we meet in the future, you still have to cheer, and I still have to be enthusiastic.

Ma Zhen brought fried rice back to Xue Jie, hurriedly picked up two bites, Xue Jie laid out the pen and wrote today's poem: "The wind is mixed with the torrential rain, wave after wave." Butterflies huddle in corners, shivering. I ran as hard as I could, and I didn't have an umbrella over my head to cover the rain. Xue Jie sent the little poem into the group, and no one responded for a long time, is this a good or bad writing? Xue Jie was stunned and sat stupidly for a long time.

Suddenly thinking of her classmate Liu Zihang, Xue Jie felt melancholy, except for friendship, Xue Jie's dependence on Liu Zihang is indeed beyond the boundaries of friends. But this is not love, you can't let Liu Zihang fall in love for your own selfish desires, Xue Jie sat still.

Ding Dong, there was a sudden message sound on the mobile phone, Xue Jie opened it and saw that it was a private message from Brother CC: "Girl, you add these groups, and your works can be sent to the group in the future, there are many bigwigs in the group, and they will guide you to write." "Uh-huh, okay, thank you, brother. Xue Jie was a little excited, and added the group, will her writing ability go to the next level in the future, haha.