Text/smoke Xiaomei?
I stood at a safe distance, watching your happiness bloom like fireworks, and the sparks fell in front of me, and I flinched. Everything is so beautiful, but suddenly there is another me. Wipe away the tears in the corner of your eyes and pull back your classmates with a smile. I don't want cheap pity, so you lowered your head when you saw me. I thought you didn't see it. You should know what a proud woman you are. When you decide to be a stranger, let's stop here.
Wan Chen, I was sitting on the upper berth of the dormitory, drinking with me with the water cup you bought. Suddenly I heard "Exclusive Memory" playing on the campus radio. The cup fell, and 80-degree water seeped into my skin along my pajamas, which was very painful. Burying my face, I squatted down, and tears finally came to my eyes for a hasty reason. I'm still very sad, very sad. I put on my clean pajamas and held the treasure you gave me. I decided to write something to you and me to say goodbye to the robbery that finally ended. For the last time, show humility. For the last time, say goodbye to the beginning that has not yet begun.
Chen One, the first time I met you was at the weekly meeting of the dance club. I joined in January, and you only appeared at the meeting. Finally, I met the legendary vice club, a long conference table. You sit next to the president, and I sit behind the penultimate position. When the president introduced the vice club to you, I looked up and saw only a vague figure, hanging my shoulders, standing up and shaking, and then sitting down again. At that time, I didn't remember your name. The second time I saw you, it was also in the dance club, an emergency meeting. Just after washing my hair and sitting on the balcony in the sun for a long time, the phone rang in a hurry, and I hesitated to pick up the strange number. There is only one sentence in it, the dance club has a meeting, so come quickly. I pulled my slippers and ran to the conference hall. It turns out that we are in charge of the opening and closing of the freshman party. Random grouping, Yao and I were assigned to your name. You took us to one end of the conference room and asked everyone about it. When I blurted out the folk dance, you looked up in surprise. I frowned defiantly. You turn to ask the next person. It's funny to think that I was a little hostile to you who looked mysterious at that time.
After that, there will be more contact. That strange number that day was your mobile phone number. I stopped at the moment I saved it. I called to ask you which word is Chen? You said it was Chen of Polaris, representing the king. You asked which pistil it was, and I said, "It's better not to think about the past and watch the sunset with a red pillow." You laugh at such a complicated word, and I laugh at such a crazy word. At that time, you were surrounded by her and exhausted by tangled love. The choreographed dance steps will no longer appear in your church. My partner is a duet of your three groups. When others rehearse, I dance alone in front of the mirror, and I will complain to you in my heart. In the last rehearsal before the party, you finally showed up. I spun skillfully and paused. In fact, I can see that you practiced in private, but I stubbornly bet on that tone. At the end of the last action, I should have stopped in your palm, suddenly raised my pause and looked at each other independently. ? Chen One, I stop here to wipe my eyes. Is the distance between us predestined? You began to integrate into my life in a unique way. Dance community, if you call my name, you can add my autumn outing. I looked up blankly when I took a photo. When the camera is still, I hear your sneer in my ear. The last photo on the computer has my place and a photo of your face. When I took a photo with Yao Yifeng's dance, your open arms were in the background, and my eyes rested on my raised right hand. ?
Chen One, I lit a cigarette, but I didn't. I just watched it burn out slowly. Do you remember the box of cigarettes I confiscated from you? The grandiose reason is that smoking is bad for your health, so I put it away in my bag. Finally, I forgot to give it back to you. It's always in my bag. I took out one, and there were four in it. I won't write after all these five cigarettes are burned, so I still have a little time. ?
Chen One, you shout downstairs. I heard you calling my name. Chen Kun and Chen Kun are already famous. I'm not afraid that you will continue to torture like this. You just left, you forgot that you told me to leave it alone in such a decisive tone on QQ. You forgot that you kissed me when you were drunk, but you slapped yourself twice in silence. Wan Chen, I understood at that time. We don't allow each other, and I don't allow it. Such love is not allowed. In fact, our most communication is only on the internet. At such a close distance, apart from meeting the dance club, you began to talk to me about your love, the future you are eagerly looking forward to, and how you want to love her. In fact, I am trapped in your imagination, and the heroine is never me. I am your most loyal listener, but I am stuck in your monologue. ?
Wan Chen, when you called to say goodbye, I was holding a book and eating the most boring ancient prose. I heard you were drunk and crying on the phone. Your messy words hurt my heart deeply, but there is a trace of sinful joy. I thought I finally had a chance to be with you. I still feel depressed when I think of you that day. You are as clear as the sun, with dark eyes and scrawled clothes, sitting on the side of the road without saying a word. I ran over and forgot the eyes around me. I forgot that I would be criticized. I just want to hold you like that. ?
Wan Chen, do you still remember when I sent you a text message with my mobile phone in my arms during the Spring Festival, vowing to grab the first moment of the New Year? My short message finally miraculously appeared on your mobile phone at zero zero. You call back with a difficult signal, and your tone is full of helplessness. You sent over 30 messages. How dare Mobile not let you appear on my mobile phone at the first moment of the new year? You see, I was so stubborn, so stubborn that I wanted to attack the city and occupy your heart. When I ran to your hometown and saw you at the train station, I finally understood what it was like to meet an old friend in a foreign land. You took me to the seaside to watch the sunrise. I finally took up most of your day. You take me to a snack bar to eat boiled seafood, help me pry open the lobster shell and watch me eat happily. When I close my eyes, I will still think of your smile. It seems sunny, but it actually suppresses so much sadness. In fact, I have never walked into your world. In fact, in your eyes, I am a grandstanding child. When I left, you finally gave me a hug and said that we were very happy together these days. You know, that was my happiest moment. Wanchen, I can finally make you happy. ?
Wan Chen, our ending has long been doomed. When your girl came to shout, you chose silence and I chose to face it. You forget that there are others beside me besides you. Some people are very kind to me, and some people don't want me to get hurt. So you lost her. You are distressed, I wake up. Anyway, you care about her, and my injury is a stranger to you, no matter how close it is. Wan Chen, I am not a girl, and I can't learn the love of a moth. So I quit your life with forbearance, which is a gesture of hesitation and injury. We are finally tired of getting along like this. You drank wine again, and at the other end of the network, you said, let's leave it alone. Long pain is better than short pain. Let's stop here. We are only fit to be strangers. I clicked on the video and saw your drunken eyes, so bright, your thin lips pursed, and your chin was a firm arc. I watched you carefully over and over again, and saw me covering my mouth and biting my hand and crying. Wan Chen, you still can't bear to part with it, right, or you won't suddenly turn your head. But in any case, the final outcome is like this. I struggled to say, "well, let's be strangers." I cried for a long time that day. Chen One, I need to talk about these pains. I want to cry away all my unkindness, reluctance and reluctance to you. I'm so tired. I ran to cut off the long hair you once admired. Vulgar, huh? I thought that by cutting it, I could cut off these attachments that could not find the exit. I still pay attention to your every move. You've been pestering her for so long, and you're back together. She bothered me, and you turned around. I also know your excuse, which is very simple, "Chen Hao and I are just strangers." No matter what mood you use to say this sentence, when I hear it from others, I am calm without any sadness and injustice. ?
Wan Chen, last time I ran away because of your mess, you must not know. On that occasion, Yao and I bought my favorite bamboo rice at the school gate. We habitually looked around and suddenly saw you and her coming out of the supermarket. You know, I almost broke Yao's wrist. I dragged her, saying nothing, and kept running. I watched you walk into the school gate, I watched you walk all the way, I watched her coquetry and run away, and you caught up. I watched you hold her shoulder, and I watched you snuggle together. You know, I thought I was calm, but I bowed my head and burst into tears. Don't say anything, hold me silently. I looked at your numbers until I could see nothing. I suddenly want to laugh. If you have feelings, why don't you turn around? You will see that you are so embarrassed and fragile. ?
Wan Chen, I used up a pack of paper towels and shed a lot of tears. You're still yelling downstairs. You'll always be such a reckless person. You're not afraid of people staring at you, but you suddenly want to be quiet. She will be angry with you. I'm too tired to stop. I told you to go down and leave. We have no right to be stubborn or keep anything. Wan Chen, I finally made up my mind to pack my bags and leave. I saw that huge travelling bag in a foreign trade store yesterday. I bought it on impulse, and it was full of clothes and familiar items. I've been hesitating to go. Actually, I still have a little nostalgia. I just called and booked a plane ticket to Chongqing tomorrow to go to my sister's house. Go there. Wan Chen, you finally gave me the courage to leave. I just want to escape. I am sad. ?
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Wan Chen, the last cigarette is going out, and the room is full of gloomy tobacco smell. It was quiet outside the window, and you finally gave up. When I opened the window to ventilate, I choked with tears. Wan Chen, the time about us is coming to an end, and we have to stop writing. Wan Chen, finally called your name a few times. Wanchen, it's finally over. Wan Chen, I want to sleep, and I will leave tomorrow. After the new year, it will not appear. You always come into my life, and I break your happiness. Sorry, I don't love you. Chen One, goodbye, please, happiness.
Your cigarettes made me look everywhere in town. Change time, experience and commitment, thinking that times will change. ?
-"You smoked" Xu Meijing?