Creating in Xiao Huan Xi

In the last two years of elementary school, Fang Yijin worked hard on writing without the knowledge of his parents and brother.

Although editor Qingwa was puzzled by her behavior of continuing to submit articles without signing a contract, it is not surprising that some people have some quirks.

The second short story written by Fang Yijin is also about secret love. Although she has never had a secret love, she has seen it many times and naturally understands it a little bit.

The male and female protagonists of this story are both high school students. The male protagonist is a transfer student, and the female protagonist is the class monitor. Under the instructions of the class teacher, she has always taken good care of the male protagonist, both in life and in study.

Then the two of them naturally developed feelings for each other, but because of the heavy academic pressure in the third year of high school, neither of them spoke up.

When it was time to write the yearbook after graduation, the male protagonist wrote "Your hair is messy" on the back of the female protagonist's yearbook.

The heroine quickly took out a mirror and found that her hair was not messy. She thought he had just written it casually and could not hide her disappointment.

In the end, neither of them broke the window paper in between, and they just separated.

One went to the south, the other to the north. They were so far apart that it was hard for them to meet again.

She also received news about him from her former classmates from time to time, such as what projects he was involved in, what awards he won, and that he... was in love.

She had been mentally prepared for this, but she still felt a little uncomfortable when she really knew it.

When the male protagonist attended the class reunion, he brought his girlfriend with him. The two of them were both talented and beautiful, and looked a perfect match.

When the show was over, the hero took one last look at her, bidding farewell to his most innocent and beautiful youth.

It was not until many years after the class reunion that the heroine learned the meaning of the words the hero wrote on the back of the yearbook.

That short, teasing sentence is a cryptic confession from Haruki Murakami's "If I Love You".

"If I love you and you happen to love me too, when your hair is messy, I will smile and comb it for you, and then my hands will linger on your hair for a few more seconds. But if I love you and you happen not to love me, when your hair is messy I will just gently tell you: Your hair is messy."

The heroine held the yearbook and cried silently.

After finishing this story, Fang Yijin felt refreshed.

Sure enough, be is the most enjoyable.

When she went out to get some water, Fang Yifan "followed" her: "Did you find the money? Why are you so happy?"

Fang Yijin snorted, "Even if you find money, it's not yours. You should hand it over to the police, don't you?"

"I picked up a penny on the roadside and gave it to the policeman. The policeman took the money... um..." Fang Yifan didn't finish singing because Fang Yijin couldn't listen any more and took out a lollipop from her pocket and stuffed it into his mouth.

"You're disturbing my peace." Fang Yijin returned to the house carrying the glass of water.

Fang Yifan continued to "follow" her pitifully.

When they entered the house, Fang Yijin saw Fang Yifan trying to follow her into the house, so she blocked the door and asked, "Why are you following me?"

Fang Yifan chuckled, put his hand on Fang Yijin's shoulder, turned her around, pushed her into the room, and then walked in himself.

Fang Yijin was pushed to sit on the chair by him, and Fang Yifan said, "Isn't there a new transfer student in our class? What's going on?"

"That's it?" Fang Yijin was puzzled. "Go ask her."

"I'm a little embarrassed because this is your brother." Fang Yifan actually blushed.

Fang Yijin was a little surprised. He stood up and walked around Fang Yifan twice: "What's going on with you? Love at first sight? Love at second sight?"

"Stop, stop." Fang Yifan hurriedly stopped Fang Yijin and covered her mouth. "Don't say anything. Keep your voice down. Let's talk in private. We haven't talked in private for a long time."

"I raised you, why are you whispering to me?" Fang Yijin pulled Fang Yifan's hand.

The brother and sister huddled in bed together, wrapping themselves in Fang Yijin's quilt.

Fang Yifan then confessed, "You went to see the school the other day. I was playing basketball by myself and saw Lao Liu with a girl. He said she was a new transfer student. I thought it was really strange that a transfer student would come after she finished elementary school. So I volunteered to Lao Liu and said, 'I'll take her to the classroom.' Lao Liu agreed, and then we went to the classroom together. We didn't say a word on the way there. I took her back to the classroom and she sat at the back, alone."

Fang Yifan's long speech made his head numb. Fang Yijin said unhappily, "Next time, just get to the point."

Fang Yifan was shocked: "Isn't this the point?"

Fang Yijin, who had just written a short story about a good relationship, had many good endings for her brother and the transfer student flash through her mind.

"Let's not talk about that. Why are you asking about her? Pursuing her?"

Fang Yifan's face turned even redder: "What are you talking about..."

It was rare for Fang Yijin to see Fang Yifan looking so innocent, and he felt sorry that he didn't have a cell phone, otherwise he would have left a black record for Fang Yifan.

"I just noticed that she has been quite close to you guys recently..." Fang Yifan stammered.

"It's okay. She and Yingzi get along pretty well." Fang Yijin considers himself a mature adult. He is very open-minded about the fact that he doesn't have any friends to hold hands with, and he is also very happy that Qiao Yingzi can find a good friend.

Fang Yifan asked hesitantly, "Do you think I can catch up with her?"

Fang Yijin, who was in a state of confusion, replied, "That's uncertain."

Fang Yifan was disappointed all of a sudden. He fell on Fang Yijin's bed and rolled around, causing Fang Yijin to fall down with him.

"Fang Yifan!"

Hearing their daughter calling their son, Fang Yuan and Tong Wenjie came out of the room and saw that their daughter's door was closed and their son was not in his room.

Fang Yuan knocked on the door: "Jin'er, is Fanfan here with you?"

"I'm here, I'm here!" Fang Yifan replied quickly.

"You're going to die! Get out of your sister's room right now. You're already so old, but you still keep going to your sister's room." Tong Wenjie scolded, "Your sister is a girl, you have to protect her privacy."

Fang Yifan returned to his room feeling aggrieved.