The second one is a very sweet story, which is quite full of positive energy. The person who contributed the story wrote something roughly:

When I fell in love with you at the age of sixteen, I began to like a song by Lin Youjia, called "Cruel Moonlight"

At that time, I was preparing for the high school entrance examination, and the songs I listened to the most were the music of Eason Chan and Gu Juji. Lin Youjia's song "Cruel Moonlight" suddenly broke into my life because you said you liked this song very much.

Your academic performance is too good, and you are very interesting and versatile. I can take it seriously except for a barely passable face, oh yes, I can draw. But I haven't written for a long time, so I can't say it's an advantage at the time.

Results... Never made it into the top 40 in the class.

I made a wish on my birthday, and I made a wish that I must be admitted to high school, and I must catch you after I am admitted to high school.

I am bound to you.

Why do I say that, because I said it, I can see it with my face. Look at people first to see faces, and I'm not a bad girl.

It's a pity that I missed you.

I was admitted to high school, but I didn't go to a school. I spent my days in a daze in class, reminiscing about our junior high school days.

You are also a very active boy and often participate in hosting events.

The male classmate in the class is being bullied in the toilet, and when you see it from a distance, you call out to the boys in the class to support the male classmate.

But your grades are very beautiful, and such a violation of discipline is praised by the teacher as unity. Maybe it's right to learn and do anything, but it's wrong to even breathe if you don't study well.

Yes, that's right... I went with a group of people in the class to see it. We are punished at the door, and we are all in the third year of junior high school, and we can still be called to the punishment station, which has never been a shame.

You rely on your studies to do a good job and urge me to do my homework every day. I can't copy it with both hands, and you're still pinching the dots to come on time.

At the beginning of the last half semester, I copied your math homework, and you gave me a sentence: "Just start school and copy homework, what will you do in the future?" ”

What's the matter, I just want to be able to go to high school.

I don't have a high school, but every now and then you send me a message and a phone call, calling me for my birthday or something. This feeling of growing up is very different, much freer.

When I saw you, you were handsome again. I know how to get dressed, and my smile is contagious. Listen to what you mean, I hope I will take the Beijing exam like you.

I sometimes think back to you that day, and I always feel that something is different. Later one morning, I asked you why you didn't let me finish that day.

You slept in a daze, hugged me and said, "I'm afraid of delaying you, you're so stupid, you have to have a little motivation to become good." ”

That day I said, "Hey, I'm glad-" before I could finish my sentence, I was interrupted by you.

"Study hard, don't think about what you don't have. If you really can't do it, you can apply for a tutorial class to make up for your weaknesses. I really hope that you can be a good girl, and I also hope that our friendship can extend to a university, and extend to a longer and longer period. ”

At that time, I was very disappointed, thinking that you might not have feelings for me. Just treat me like a friend, lost and lost.

After that day, we suddenly lost contact. I went into a very ordinary university, and I still haven't heard from you. There is no such thing as you in the class reunion, and there is no online status of you in the classmate group.

You suddenly disappeared into my world.

But one day, all of a sudden, I found out that there was a book with the same name as yours, as did the photo.

It turns out that you are all so good, I went to your signing party and found that there are so many people who like you.

We haven't seen each other in so many years, you've matured so much, you're wearing glasses, you're gentle.

I bought the book, and it says that you went abroad to study science and technology. I was in the school library while I was reading this book. is the most embarrassing, and is about to enter the senior year of society.

In the evening afternoon, I sat by the window. You can clearly see the track and field, and many people are running and exercising.

The school is very average, and I am already a senior. The confusion about the future was a sudden thought, and I vowed to go to graduate school at the beginning of my freshman year.

Graduate school entrance examination has been my dream since junior high school, but now I have forgotten my original intention.

Weibo accounts that search for your information have videos of you talking in fluent English. There are also words that are sometimes sharp, sometimes soft.

There is a Weibo that says: The girl I like, I still like it after so many years. But I need to be good and meet her again. Not because she's too good, but because she's too ordinary. So, I want to use myself to drive her to become better.

I don't know if it's too late, but I do know I'm an acute. When I saw that you were so good, I bought a lot of books for graduate school entrance examinations.

Every day I soaked in the library, from six in the morning to eight in the evening. Go to the supermarket at noon and buy a cold sandwich, and a glass of milk will make do.

I didn't speak English well, so I bought classes online again, and went to foreign students in the department on Saturdays and Sundays to practice speaking.

He weighs 120 pounds and gets up at five o'clock in the morning to run. I went to the library at six o'clock to study, and at noon, I was making do with dinner. After studying in the evening, I started running at the track and field at eight or nine o'clock.

I've never tried so hard to grow this big. I haven't been so self-disciplined, and when my roommates mentioned me later, they all thought I was a different person.

When they were accepted into a 985 school, they were happier than me. I was the only one lying on the bed, crying, and I said, "In this year, I really thought I was going crazy, I have never been so tired." ”

I don't know where you got my news, you took the initiative to call me and congratulate me on inviting me to dinner.

When I saw you this time, I didn't feel like I was behind the crowd a year ago, secretly watching you.

I'm very self-disciplined, and I've lost weight.

"You've gotten better." When you say that, I almost burst into tears.

I said, "Would you like to be with me, then?" ”

I'm ready for you to turn me down, because we haven't seen each other in years. There is no connection anymore, but you say, "This sentence should be said by me, would you like to be with me?" ”

"Of course I do, I'm trying to make myself better because of you."

"Then you can work hard for yourself in the future."

I often ask you, why do you encourage me in such a way? If I hadn't seen that book in the first place, what if I was really a sludge?

And halfway through, there are a lot of unknowns. You don't know one day, I'll meet someone else and fall in love with him. You used it in such a way that we didn't have contact for so many years.

If the unknown really appears, then haven't you buried your love in vain?

You say, "I'm so scared of the unknown, even now I have lingering fears." If I had ever done it again, I would never have done it this way. But I was gambling, gambling with our fate. ”

He said that a really good man will drive the other half to become excellent.

Thank you husband for meeting you. I'm constantly improving myself to make myself better and more interesting.

――――――

God, it's really the best love that awakens the soul.

When I was drifting with Nian Jun in Beijing, it was the same. Because I like someone, I work hard to improve myself.

When the opportunity comes, you can be a good person to greet it.

We all have a reason to achieve a better version of ourselves.

I only ate half of the cake and was packed by me. The big screen on the stage was replaced by video.

――Do you have a map?

――Do you have a map?

Do you have a map? Have you found your way to the future today?

Are you still in a state of confusion waiting for someone to give you a map because you don't have a map?

Are people with maps successful? How successful has it been? You have a map in your hand, you run faster than they do, you have a clear route. You can have a variety of different options, but have you grasped them?

Have you wasted your map? You have strayed, and it gives you guidance. Now you've wasted your blessed luck and worked harder than anyone without a map.

――――――

On the last page of this journal, the following sentence is written:

- I hope you can remember me, remember that I lived like this, remember that I lived by your side.

Photo... It's Chen Donghua.

No other words, no stories, just a word, a picture.

There are also no dates.

I barely thought about it, put the money on the table, and ran outside. But when I actually ran out, I suddenly didn't know what I was going to do.

Am I going to call Qu Zhi'an? But after saying that, will she be sad?

After hesitating for a long time, he finally called Yuan Shubai.

"It's a great environment." As soon as he walked in, he complimented me on finding a nice shop.

"Why didn't we ever find out?" I asked.

"It's too far away from home, it's very remote, it's all out of the city. What are you here to show me? I sat him down and handed him the journal.

After roughly turning two pages, he began to praise these people for their ingenuity.

"It's not! On the last page, there is Chen Donghua's name, which should have been written by him a long time ago. ”

"You're thinking too much, Jingmu. Chen Donghua has been gone for many years, and for so many years. With the thickness of this journal, it should have been written a long time ago. That can be so many blank pages, this should be written by someone else, or is it Qu Zhi'an? ”

He ordered a coffee, but the waiter gave me the cake I had just packed.

"Why do you still eat cake, aren't you losing weight?"

"No, I just sat down. The waiter said that it was given to me by his boss. I didn't know if it was a man or a woman, so I said I liked my work. "I unpacked the cake and showed it to Mr. Yuan.

"Maps?" He was talking about the English meaning of the half left on the cake.

"yes. Written in English, do you have a map? ”

He didn't care much, and took a picture of the last page of the journal with his mobile phone. sent it to Qu Zhi'an and asked her if she knew.

Qu Zhi'an replied: ――You are in the store on XX Road invested by Lewei, right?

――Yes.

- Except for Wu Lewei, who would write this thing? I've rarely been so pretentious.

"So, the boss who gave me the cake is Wu Lewei?" I stared at Mr. Yuan's phone screen and hit him with my arm to show my surprise.

"But I don't know her."

"Miss Jiang, but I know you." When a voice came from behind us, it startled us and turned our heads at the same time.

Her appearance is not the same as what Qu Zhi'an told me. Very neatly dressed, it's quite thin.

No wonder Qu Zhian said that women who are not material are the most terrible, because what they want is affection.

Wu Lewei's conditions are not short of money at all.

I covered my mouth and thought to myself. She wouldn't have invited me to eat poisonous cake because of Qu Zhi'an, right?

"I'm yesterday's planning director, and I've asked Thinking Tree many times before to interview the wedding designer Jiang Jingmu. But... I've always been rejected by you, and I appreciate you. ”

"Sorry, that's my question. I'm afraid that after being praised by others, it is easy for me to not work in a down-to-earth manner. So I've been refusing it, I'm sorry. ”

She reached out and I was embarrassed to say anything. Just shook hands, and she was quite polite.

She saw half of the cake behind her and asked me, "Is the cake delicious?" ”

"It's delicious, thank you."

"It's okay, I know you're a good friend of Qu Zhi'an. But it's okay, I don't think that this affects my appreciation of a person. ”

"Thank you."

"Mr. Yuan, hello, I used to hear Brother Donghua mention you."

"Hello."

Remembering the sentence at the back of the journal, I asked her, "Did you write the last page?" ”

"yes."

"I thought it was written by Chen Donghua."

"How could it be, before he was alive. I haven't invested in this store yet, it's just that we used to take a fancy to it when we were in school, and we thought about buying it when we had the money. She looked around and felt quite satisfied.

Forehead... I don't know what to talk to her about.

"Do you have time tomorrow? I'd love to ask for an interview with you for the sake of the cake, but please don't turn me down, okay? ”

"Okay, then you schedule it. I'm coming, and we'll go first today. ”