For Lan Yue, after that unforgettable night, there were some dull days. After the birthday party, Lan Yue seemed to have grown up all of a sudden, both physically and psychologically, she felt that she was quickly integrating into the small society of the university. It's just that although I am trying to grow, the emotional fire that has just been ignited has become blurred.

I don't know why, after that night, Cheng Yu seemed to have forgotten his previous appointments on Tuesday and Thursday, and he missed the appointment for two weeks in a row.

The university campus is really a little too big, there are many departments, there are many people, and it is bustling, if you don't deliberately wait for each other, two people who have nothing to do with each other really need some fate to meet. Even if someone like Lan Yue deliberately waits on someone's path, he may not be able to meet just right. Of course, because of deliberateness, there will always be "encounters", such as the English Corner, yes, it is the English Corner, this school grass Cheng Yu, who has not patronized the English Corner in the past three years, has become a frequent visitor to the English Corner every Saturday, resulting in the school's English Corner becoming lively for no reason within a month.

"It seems that the senior has finally found the best way to practice speaking." Lan Yue thought, "Actually, it is better to exercise oral English with multi-person interaction. Although she thought about it this way, seeing Cheng Yu surrounded by several girls, Lan Yue was still a little faintly disappointed.

Lan Yue chatted with a Korean student in front of her, and from a distance, she saw that Cheng Yu's eyes seemed to be glancing at him, and for a moment, the eyes of the two people met, Lan Yue nodded in greeting, and Cheng Yu smiled tacitly, looking a little closer than a stranger at best. It was as if nothing had happened on the night after the Mid-Autumn Festival, and Lan Yue even suspected that the pas de deux on the platform that day was just a dream of her own.

Lan Yue will also go to the platform, but she will rarely meet Cheng Yu again, only once, she faintly heard the voice of Hulusi, ran up without hesitation, and actually took a look at the other party on the spiral staircase.

"Is this leaving?" Lan Yue thought at the time, trying her best to adjust the discomfort caused by climbing the stairs and being nervous.

This time she was sure that this deep and handsome big brother must have heard her footsteps and was deliberately avoiding her.

"Hello senior!" Lan Yue sneered a little.

"Oh, little girl, hello. I'm sorry, I have some things to attend to, so I'll go first. ”

At that time, he didn't have a chance to speak. After that, Lan Yue was surrounded by an unprecedented sense of loss, and she began to suspect that the other party must have made fun of herself as a joke that day, maybe even the story was made up.

In fact, compared to the black senior year of high school, college life seems to be much more comfortable, Lan Yue spends most of her time in the library, in addition to completing her studies, she finds out the novels she wanted to read in high school and was banned by her mother, both in Chinese and English. Even so, she still feels that the days are empty, and the more she reads romance novels, the stronger the sense of substitution, and the more difficult it is to extricate herself.

Cheng Yu was of course aware of some of Lan Yue's actions, more precisely, he was subconsciously paying attention. He felt like a contradiction, but he knew that his brain was often caught in a whirlpool of contradictions, large and small, cloudy and shallow, black and pink. For example, his feelings for his father are both admiration and resentment, his feelings for his hometown are nostalgic and sentimental, he yearns for and is confused about his life after graduation, and he secretly sends Qiubo to some girls around him, he has a little satisfaction in his heart, and at the same time he is very disdainful of his own satisfaction. And Lan Yue, that little girl like an elf, for some reason, every time she thinks of him, she feels that she seems to be transparent, which makes him so longing, but he can't bear to touch it. Therefore, he could only avoid him while pretending to look at her from a distance in all the places she walked by. It's not that he doesn't want to go further with her, but he wants to do it too much.

Cheng Yu is an adult in his twenties, and he has read countless women in the four years of college, and he doesn't know how many red hydrangeas he has strategically refused. There are polite exchanges, but in the past four years, no one has been able to dig up his West University grass. For example, like Zhan Simin, everyone thought that they should be a couple, at least suspected of being a couple, but neither of the parties came forward to admit it. When he chatted with Lan Yue, he just felt that the little girl was a little different, when she was a little sister. But this little sister often appears in his sight inadvertently, and then he will unconsciously pursue this little figure, and he can't explain why he is attracted by this little girl who doesn't seem to be fully developed. Later, he dreamed once that the beautiful face under the moonlight was as clear as water, and the corners of the eyes, eyebrows, the tip of the nose, and the lips were delicate without a single blemish. Cheng Yu didn't know if it was his hallucination, but he always felt that Lan Yue's smile was three points similar to his mother's when she was young, and even more like five points when her eyes were hazy. He didn't dare to get too close to Lan Yue, not because he was afraid that he would become the headline of the academy, nor was he afraid that his buddies would laugh at him for bullying the junior girls, but because he was afraid that he would not be able to extricate himself from making some move to desecrate the beauty in his mind. The little girl was like a crystal doll, he couldn't explain the changes in his inner world, he was very attached, a little throbbing, and more reluctant, he was really afraid that he would ruin this work of art if he couldn't control it.

Of course, there is a more important reason that he is not sure whether Lan Yue can accept him, he is afraid of scaring the other party, and he is afraid that his love will be misunderstood as a pervert. Therefore, mature men will unconsciously use a killer move, that is, to capture and indulge - I can tease you but I am not in a hurry. So, there was the patio pas de deux that night. After that, although he deliberately snubbed Lan Yue, Cheng Yu wrote several moon-related poems in a row, which were published in the school magazine, and he hoped that Lan Yue could see and understand.

Of course, Cheng Yu didn't know that Lan Yue had already cut them out one by one and pasted them in his diary.

In the final year of the literature major, there are basically no courses, and everyone is either busy looking for a place to do an internship or busy with papers and creative work. Cheng Yu also did an internship in his father's newspaper, but because he still had some work in the school magazine and school newspaper in the literary club, he usually lived in school. I'm going to graduate next year, the college's school magazine was founded by him, and he has to train a strong successor, although Simin, this little girl, is not a literature major, but she is pungent and capable, and she has a wide range of social contacts, which is the ideal candidate. As a result, they have been reviewing, interviewing, and editing together since a year ago, sometimes busy until late. In fact, he hasn't been very concerned about the affairs of the literary club for the past six months, but recently he has suddenly come more, which makes Zhan Simin very happy, of course she doesn't know that Cheng Yu wants to use this kind of busy environment to paralyze her thoughts about that little girl.

Regarding the relationship between Cheng Yu and Zhan Simin, it is false to say that Lan Yue doesn't care. Zhan Simin already has enough, why would she take away my only happiness Lan Yue'er? She was jealous, and sometimes even inevitably hung on her face, and she would use Lan Yue's indifference and meanness, which sometimes made Jen Simin baffled. But it was difficult for her to determine her relationship with Cheng Yu. Is it considered to be in love? Just because I gave a gift and danced? Chat once in a while? If it's not in love, what right do I have to interfere with his dealings with others? I may learn from Zhan Simin's chic and generous, but I am Lan Yue, a little Lan Yue who is only 16 years old.

Time flies,

At the end of the year, the last issue of the school magazine of the semester was finally published, and Cheng Yu and Zhan Simin let out a long breath at the same time.

"How about it, Miss Zhan, you can still afford this job, if there is no objection, you will be fully responsible for the work of the school magazine next semester."

"No problem, please rest assured, by the way, I want to congratulate you, man."

"What do I have to congratulate?" Cheng Yu felt that since his mother passed away, it seemed that there had been no concept of happy events for many years.

"Why not?" Isn't "Moonfall" a pen name in your school magazine? Didn't you write the serialized novels in the Metropolis Newspaper? Hundreds of thousands of words, a lot of manuscript fees, aren't you afraid of treats? Jensmin shook the newspaper in his hand.

"That's not me, maybe it's the same name, and my pen name is not registered."

"No, it won't! Don't be humble with us. ”

"It's really not, you see that the content of the novel is all about educated youth, like I can write it?"

"Seems to be the same, huh? Are you leaving? ”

“Bey！”

While Simin lowered his head and flipped through the newspaper, Cheng Yu had already left the student union.

Zhan Simin looked at Cheng Yu's back blankly, how she hoped that the "moon death" in the newspaper was Cheng Yu, so that she could have an excuse to let him have a treat, maybe he could be alone together. But now...... By the way, tomorrow will be the New Year's Day sorority of the departments, it is said that the annual New Year's Day party is also the last farewell dance of the graduates, and almost all the graduates who can come will participate, and when the time comes, it will ...... Jensmine made a cheering gesture to herself.