Once the sea was difficult to turn into water (4)
10
After returning home in the evening, I called Lu Ziyan.
It was late when I got home, and it was still very lively on his side.
"What's going on so late?" Lu Ziyan was a little surprised.
I didn't know how to tell him, so I asked him what he was doing.
"I'm playing script killing, do you want to come over?" He was a little absent-minded.
"I'm not in a good mood, can you talk to me?" I asked.
There was silence on the other end of the line for a moment.
Just when I was hesitating to hang up the phone, Lu Ziyan's voice came from the receiver again: "I just went to find someone to play for me." ”
"Wait a minute, I'll go find a quieter place."
I also took advantage of this time to seriously think about how to tell him that Qin Yue was going to get married.
"What's the matter, buddy, are you thinking about Lu Xiaoyu again?"
Before I could speak, Lu Ziyan asked first.
I've been talking to Lu Xiao all day today.
I've been thinking about it lately.
But that's not why I called him late at night.
"Actually, here's what happened...... "I tried to shift the conversation to him.
"Okay, I got it, buddy." He interrupted me again.
"Listen to my advice, wave your hand and say goodbye to love."
"You will find that the sky is so high and the sea is so blue."
He expressed his emotion, and I suspect that he has not yet come out of the identity of the player who was killed by the script.
"Stop!"
I cleared my throat and opened my mouth for the third time to tell him about Qin Yue.
"Today, Qin Yue called me!"
I finished it in one sitting.
"Hey, what did you just say?" Lu Ziyan asked loudly.
"The signal on my side is not very good, you say it again?"
"Hello?"
It's a coincidence that the signal isn't so good.
"I said, ...... today"
"Hello? Feed? ”
Lu Ziyan hung up the phone.
Just as I was about to call him again, he suddenly sent me a WeChat voice.
"The signal is not very good today, let's talk another day."
11
In fact, this is not the first time he has used such a reason.
Every time you lose a battle, you have to abandon the city before the city is destroyed, not because you are afraid of death, but you just want to preserve the last bit of dignity.
But is that really the case?
The first semester of the third year of high school should be the most stressful time for coursework.
At that time, there was new content to learn, and there was also a need to review the old knowledge from the previous two years.
Our pressure is great, and Lu Ziyan's pressure is greater than that of a mountain.
He not only has to take care of his studies, but also Qin Yue.
In the past two years, I have had to help Lu Ziyan confess like Qin Yue almost every month.
After going back and forth, Qin Yue and I became acquainted with each other.
The gifts he bought for Qin Yue during the New Year's holidays were also handed over by me.
"Ouch, why do you want to give me a gift all of a sudden?" Qin Yue opened the gift box I handed her, and inside was a Winnie the Pooh's doll.
"So cute, how do you know I like Winnie the Pooh?" Qin Yue hugged the little bear, with a happy smile on her face.
"Actually, I'm ......"
"You don't like me and want to confess to me, do you?" Seeing me swallowing my stomach, Qin Yue narrowed her eyes and looked at me seriously.
"No, no!" I hurriedly denied it, "Actually, I sent it for Lu Ziyan." ”
The smile on Qin Yue's face froze, she put the bear back in the box, and then pushed it to me and said, "Give it back to him for me, thank you!" ”
"No return after opening!" I used the words that Lu Ziyan taught me in advance.
Qin Yue slapped the table angrily and stood up.
She pointed at my nose and scolded: "Liu Yan! How many times have I told you, don't be in the company of scum! ”
"No, Lu Ziyan is very good." I retort.
"Are you alright?" Qin Yue sneered.
"Have you ever seen a good person haunt others every day?"
Before I could figure out how to answer her question, Qin Yue's table mate returned to the classroom.
She stared at me with an unkind look on her face, and it was hard for me not to suspect that the next second she would come over with a broom and beat me.
So I didn't care about Qin Yue's objections, pushed the gift box in front of her again, and ran out of the classroom with a smoke.
I panted and stopped in the corner at the end of the corridor, where Lu Ziyan was already waiting.
"How about buddy, did she take it?" Lu Ziyan rubbed his hands nervously.
"It's kind of a take." I said, "It's just ......."
"Just take it!" He interrupted me.
But I think it's better to tell him what's going on.
"It's just that she knew you sent it, so she ......"
"Oops, it's class, I'll go back to the classroom first!" He hurried away without giving me a chance to finish.
Looking at his back as he left, the desert and the lonely smoke fell into my pupils.
Lu Ziyan should be considered a good person. I think, at least in the matter of treating Qin Yue, he has always been serious and persistent.
Although the method is debatable, how can deep love be said to be wrong?
But what's wrong with Qin Yue? She rejected Lu Ziyan bluntly and almost cruelly countless times, which seemed to me to be far kinder than the ambiguous and torment of boiling frogs in warm water.
Neither he nor she is wrong, it can only be me.
Maybe I shouldn't have promised Lu Ziyan for a meal of chicken fillet from the beginning.
12
She is the moon that dwells by the clouds,
Moonshine is soft.
Since then, the night and the dream have also warmed.
But she's not his moon,
It's just that the moonlight just happened to fall into his eyes.
Lu Ziyan will still stubbornly ask me to give Qin Yue a gift, usually I just put down the gift box and run, at first Qin Yue would ask who gave it, and then he didn't ask or dismantle it, and they were all piled up under the desk.
Later, it was piled higher than the books on the side.
"Shall we give up?" I advised Lu Ziyan.
Lu Ziyan put his arm around my shoulders and said with a smile: "It hasn't officially started yet, how can you retreat?" ”
"Two and a half years, buddy!" I couldn't help but laugh, "I've been chasing her for two and a half years!" ”
It's time for even the coldest and hardest ice to warm up.
Unless she never felt the so-called warmth.
Lu Ziyan was silent.
He staggered to the corner and crouched down, burying his head deep in the crook of his arm.
Like an ostrich who loses in a fight.
The sun sets, and the occasional bird passing by the window returns to the distance with a glimpse and afterglow.
It is his unattainable and lingering love and dreams.
That day, I accompanied him to skip all the evening self-study.
On the way home from school, he took me on a path that I had never walked before.
After turning around in the alley, we came to the only way for Qin Yue to go home.
"You know what, after sending you home every day. I'll be waiting for her on this road. ”
"But aren't we getting out of school together, are you in a hurry?" I asked.
"Sometimes I can, as long as I ride fast enough, I can turn into the wind." He laughs.
"Just to meet her?"
"Sometimes I can still talk." He was still smiling, his brows and eyes frosted by the bright street lamp.
"What did you all say?"
She said, "What a coincidence."
"I said, 'No.'"
"And then?"
"No more."
"If you can't find it here, ride this road for another ten minutes, and there's a path to get to her house before she does." Lu Ziyan continued, his tone full of pride.
How could he be more familiar with the way back to her house than Qin Yue?
I don't understand.
"I want to drink, buddy." He said suddenly.
"Minors can't drink alcohol." I say.
"Dude went to school late, just turned eighteen last month." He took me into a convenience store.
I didn't drink it, so he bought himself a beer.
I drank a bottle in one gulp with the moonlight.
He deflated the can and threw it into the bin next to him with unerring accuracy.
"Dude is gone, you are careful on the road."
"I'll send you home, you're a drunk driver!" I got on my bike and was going to chase him.
He turned around, smiled and waved at me.
"There's no drunk driving on a bicycle, you go home quickly."
He rode away quickly, faster than Qin Yue ran away on the night of the wreath confession.
At that moment, it was as if he had really turned into the wind.
Drift unrestrained and chase unrestrainedly.