I was also very busy with my university studies, and communication was not developed at that time, but Jungle kept calling him once every two weeks, and I occasionally called him a few times. Most of us will chat or leave a message on QQ. Let's talk about our major, he studied computer science, and I studied mechanics. He asked me if a mechanical girl is rarely as precious as a panda, and I would ask him how much a girl learns about computers. Sometimes I also talk about anecdotes from school, such as when I carry four hot water bottles, I have become a strong man in the department. He said that a cheap man in their dormitory said that the girls in their department were miserable, and after being known, he was hit on the Internet, and he was affected, and the girls in the department ignored the people in their dormitory.

On my first birthday in college, I received a mysterious gift from him. QQ sent me a small program, after clicking on it, the computer screen was full of roses slowly blooming, and then a cartoon headshot of me appeared in the middle of the screen, with hot water bottles on both sides, and happy birthday flickering above my head. I looked at it, and the headshot should have been buckled from our graduation photo, because at that time, because I didn't do well in the English test, I could hang an oil bottle with a pouting mouth. The headshot runs from the top left corner of the screen to the bottom right corner, then from the top right corner to the bottom left corner, and finally stops in the middle with the program closed.

Nothing else.

I sent him a phone call at midnight on his birthday. "Happy Birthday!"

We all magically avoided each other's minds, and we both remembered each other.

Life went by in a hurry, and Feiyan harassed me from time to time. She lost weight successfully, she was vindicated, she fell in love, she was fattened again.

Li Hui studied abroad in his sophomore year, and his contact gradually decreased. It is said that it was because Huang Xiaoran went abroad, and he also followed him, Li Hui is really an infatuated guy.

I still maintain the same communication with the jungle, no hurry, no more, no less. In this way, we are both slowly entering the third year, I am facing graduation and promotion, and I am nervous about studying, and the number of phone calls and chats seems to naturally decrease.

On that day, Conglin, who had not been in touch for a month, called, and he asked me how I was doing, whether I was going to the original school or another school. He said that he was going to the unit for an internship in his senior year, and he had already found a big bull unit, and he might be very busy, and hoped that I could call him when I had time after the exam. The two of us were chatting when a roommate hurriedly ran into the dormitory and shouted, "Si Lei, your boyfriend is looking for you downstairs"

I gave her a blank look, what a boyfriend, just a wishful suitor. Euphemistically refused, I don't understand what people are saying, I still have to show a very infatuated look to win sympathy, the key is really to pick the time, I didn't have the anger to say, "Let him wait." ”

There was a pause on the other end of the phone, "Someone looking for you?" Or...... Are you busy first? ”

With such an interruption, the beautiful atmosphere just now was broken, and I forgot what I wanted to say. The two of us casually said a few polite words and hung up the phone in a hurry. I ran downstairs in a rage to find the man to settle the account, and as soon as I met, I yelled at the man, and I broke the jar and broke it without any ladylike image, so that he had better see my ugly appearance and quickly stay away from me.

After that, I was really busy, busy with exams, busy with graduation projects, and busy sending my classmates to graduation. After I was busy, I found that I hadn't been in touch with the jungle for more than two months, and QQ was stuck in the chat history of two months ago.

Knowing that I had successfully upgraded to a higher level, I wanted to be the first to call him to tell him, but after a few calls, he happened to be out of the dormitory. He lived a life of seventeen early before he graduated.

I changed dorms after the upgrade, and I wanted to tell him my new phone number, so I called again with the last hope. But most of them, as graduates, have found internships early and have no dormitories.

We just lost contact with each other.

After the upgrade, I will prepare for the postgraduate entrance examination, which I thought about before I applied for the junior college. Every day, in addition to taking professional classes, I am endorsing and doing questions, and I am busy at five and ten in the evening, and I forget to think about other things.

Joy and sorrow are forgotten.