Zhao Zhe Fu Meng Chapter*

It was the seventh day back from Hangzhou.

Zhao Zhe and Fu Meng are both awkward.

That night, it wasn't exactly drunken and spit out the truth.

Fu Meng is actually conscious and knows what she is talking about.

It only took her a long time from getting close to him to walking to him, but obviously, Zhao Zhe had forgotten about him.

Those best memories hidden in her heart, perhaps, in his eyes, are just an ordinary one of thousands of things.

He's always been late at night.

If there is no reassignment.

If listening late does not appear.

Maybe they'll still be two disjoint straight lines.

Zhao Zhe didn't like her.

Not at all.

Fu Meng seems to be an optimist, but he is actually more sentimental than anyone else.

She just drank bitter wine.

Suddenly, I felt that my crush was more bitter than a drink.

Anyone who tastes bitter sake can find it, but what is a secret love?

It's me who even sees you in the afterglow, but your eyes never fall on you.

It's me who turns around in three steps and two times, under the banner of a friend, but in your eyes, it's really just a friend.

But I'm so greedy, but I don't want to be just your friend.

Fu Meng was too sad and bitter, and with the strength of the wine, he blamed his crush.

Zhao Zhe's reaction was as she expected.

Both of them have mutual friends, and the relationship is not easy to stalemate.

What can he do?

is nothing more than trying to avoid her, Fu Meng always sees his deliberately avoiding back, and his lonely eyes put the gaze he usually doesn't dare to look at him.

I want to look at you like this, it's bright.

When he came to junior high school, Fu Meng's grades were not good.

She found the boy's name on the top 100 list, and that day, even stride was brisk.

But he was dazzling.

Fu Meng is unknown.

She doesn't have a delicate appearance, no outstanding family background, and no dazzling aura of achievement.

She is one of thousands of young girls.

She is Fu Meng who likes to read comic books, Fu Meng who likes to stay up late to catch up on dramas, and Fu Meng who occasionally makes efforts to paddle and fish.

But she is not Fu Meng who can be known to Zhao Zhe.

She didn't make her way to him.

So, that day of standing carefully in front of his picture, she wanted to be closer, closer.

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It has become what it is today.

She always felt embarrassed.

Neither of them dared to cross their eyes, she knew it from the beginning.

Zhao Zhe didn't like her.

I didn't like it before, and I don't like it now.

Future... Maybe not.

In the past, it was rumored that Zhao Zhe was chasing the school flower.

The night Fu Meng learned the news, she lay down at her desk and did math problems all night.

The next day is the sophomore placement test.

The moment she left the exam room, she knew that she had failed the exam.

Looking at the crowd shuttling through the streets and those colorful colors, Fu Meng walked aimlessly for four hours.

Maybe God can't stand it anymore and favor her.

She was in the same class as him, and even the seats were very close to each other.

The first time he called her name, she couldn't contain the excitement in her heart.

I want to say to him: I know you, Zhao Zhe, I have always known you.

Just like now.

After school, she didn't come home and strolled around the campus alone.

On the basketball court, the red jersey is him; In the classroom, it was him who was drowsy; He was the thorn in the head that was criticized at the flag-raising ceremony.

He is unruly, he is polite to the elderly, and he is the one who stands up under the dim street lamp.

It seems that in just half a year, he has left more colors in her heart.

Music was playing in the headphones, looking at the familiar backs on the road.

Fu Meng ripped off the headphones at will.

Catch up.

"Zhao Zhe—" she patted the boy on the shoulder.

Facing Zhao Zhe's slightly embarrassed gaze, he tried to remain calm.

Fu Meng took a deep breath, "Are you free now, I want to talk to you." ”

The boy next to Zhao Zhe glanced at them gossipily, and was persuaded to retreat by Zhao Zhe's eyes.

"It's a coincidence, ha, I met here." Zhao Zhe scratched his head, hiding his unnaturalness.

"Well, that's a coincidence." Fu Meng nodded.

Walk side by side with him.

How do you know that Route 7 is where you often appear, I know it.

………………

"Ahem..."Zhao Zhe coughed low to hide the embarrassment between the two of them, and also pulled Fu Meng's distant thoughts back.

Fu Meng turned his head to look at him, turned around, and looked precious.

Vendors with large handfuls of balloons passed through them.

Separate the two, including eyes and thoughts.

Fu Meng forced herself to speak, "What happened after I was drunk last time was that I was abrupt, I hope you don't take it to heart." ”

"I'm sorry." Zhao Zhe didn't dare to look her eyes.

"What does it have to do with you? It's my problem. Fu Meng lightly hooked the corners of her lips.

Zhao Zhe shook his head and frowned.

He wore a black cotton suit, black trousers, and an ordinary, even cheap-looking black scarf.

Fu Meng was completely speechless.

How could she not know about that scarf, she had seen Ye Weiwei give this scarf to Si Jing with her own eyes, and after Si Jing refused, she was transferred to Zhao Zhe by the disheartened Ye Weiwei.

The fingers were firmly embedded in the palm, and the pain made Fu Meng temporarily calm down.

Do you like her that much, Zhao Zhe?

I like it so much that I am willing to give up my dignity.

Even if you know who she likes, you still love her passionately?

But she wasn't.

It is said that people who have liked it at the age of seventeen or eighteen will definitely like it vigorously.

"Zhao Zhe, we're still friends, right?" Fu Meng was about to hold back her emotions.

He didn't look her in the eye.

Fu Meng breathed a sigh of relief, and then suppressed all her emotions, "Then we will still be friends, the same as before." ”

Seeing him nodding, Fu Meng smiled and said goodbye.

It's really like, when nothing happened before.

……

The moment she turned, she straightened up and made herself look less embarrassed.

Until you turn the corner, away from Route 7.

A crystal tear fell, Fu Meng squatted down with her hands on her face, her thin back trembled violently, and tears silently slid down her fingers.

When she collected her emotions, she looked exceptionally calm except for her reddened eyes.

Fu Meng stuffed the headphones back into her ears.

The headphones are playing... But it happened to be this sentence "If you don't love, don't be embarrassed..."

Don't be reluctant if you don't love?

But how can she let go?

Those days of working hard alone are all to be closer to him.

She said that Zhao Zhe gave up her dignity, but she was not.

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After this day...

They seem to be back to the way they were.

Occasionally, they quarrel and quarrel.

But too many things are put on the bright side, and they are always different.

Fu Meng worked harder, and couldn't tell why.