this life is waiting

Too many thoughts make it easy to dream. Dreams are the most uncontrollable thing, and they can always make you dream of some weird things at an unexpected time.I once heard that if you don’t want to have nightmares, then you will not dream about it if you think about it several times before going to bed.

It is said that I don’t know how real it is, but now I have a problem that I haven’t solved. On the one hand, I want to achieve the effect of dreaming and dreaming the answer through thinking day and night, but on the other hand, I am afraid that thinking too much will cause the answer. Backfired.

Really, very melancholy.

When I was thinking about this, I was leaning against the French window of the balcony to eat apples. Maybe I was too addicted to being in a daze. I didn’t realize that Yuyu came out of the bathroom. When she passed me with a bucket to wash clothes on the balcony, she accidentally bumped into me. .

Just now I was just leaning on vainly, and I almost fell down when I was hit by her like this.Yuyu panicked, and immediately reached out to support me, and because her hand was free, the bucket in her hand fell to the ground with a bang.

In the cold winter, the pink bucket broke in half immediately, and her underwear jumped out of it.

We stood up and looked at each other, then laughed.

Accidents in life are always so unexpected, she smiled and put her hands on her hips, looked at me with an aggrieved look, and shouted: "It's all your fault!"

After I lent mine to her, she packed up the clothes on the floor and asked me casually, "What were you thinking about just now, so obsessed."

I blurted out: "I miss you."

We both stopped, she looked at me with an incredulous look, and I looked back at her with who and where I am.

She laughed out loud, walked out, and said, "Why are you so greasy all of a sudden?"

I also want to know why I am suddenly so greasy, maybe because the question in the afternoon is really too difficult.

It is reasonable and good to attribute all mistakes to learning.

Picking up the half-eaten apple just now, he continued to gnaw on it, and leaned against the door frame to watch Yuyu wash his clothes.

Tomorrow is the last subject. Yuyu and I are not in the same place. After the exam, we will probably go our separate ways. We will see each other again after the Chinese New Year. Thinking of this, I sighed and sighed: "Yuyu, we will part ways tomorrow. After that, it will be a long time before we see each other."

Yuyu looked at me in surprise and disgust, and poured out the water in her hand: "Zhou Xiaoyi, you are really, really greasy today."

I gnawed the last bite of an apple, smiled, and a perfect parabola dropped the core on the floor next to the trash can, so I went over to pick it up and threw it into the trash can.

What Yuyu said is right, she and I have never parted ways. Every time we parted ways during winter and summer vacations, there was no special way of parting. We just said goodbye, as in normal life, and came back in a few hours.

Maybe it is because we know that we are not really separated. There is no need for so much sentimentality in life. Most of the melancholy is created by ourselves, so on the premise that we can meet again, don't say too much about separation.

Ah, yes, I am really greasy today.

Standing on the balcony again, Yuyu's clothes have been washed and are about to be hung up. She glanced back at me and asked, "Did you quarrel with He Cheng?"

me?"

Me: "No, what's the matter?"

Yuyu seemed to be just asking casually. After drying the clothes, she put the clothes rail aside, walked in, and said, "You haven't mentioned her in front of me for a long time." She glanced at me and asked: "And you haven't seen each other recently, have you?"

I thought about it and nodded.

Yuyu was curious: "Did something happen?"

What could happen, probably...

"It's okay." I smiled: "It's the end of the semester, everyone is very busy."

She hummed and didn't continue the topic.

But it’s true that He Cheng and I haven’t met or contacted each other for a long time. I pretended that I didn’t have this person in my life. She sent me good night messages several times in a row. After I didn’t reply, she gave up and gradually disappeared. .

A few days ago, I quit the physics class group. I don’t know if they will say something in front of Tang Shuo, but I don’t care anymore. Before I quit the group, I accidentally saw their exam form, He Cheng’s last subject The exam is also tomorrow.

It seems that after cutting off the last trace of connection, she can really be completely excluded from my life. All the encounters and getting along with each other in the past seem to be sealed in the memory, which is not real. Deliberately, it really can be done without any relationship at all. If the other party also maintains this point of view, the two of them will probably calm down like this.

Thinking of this makes me a little sad, although, looking back in life, I can always find that I have lost many friends who used to be good friends, but those all gradually disappeared without knowing why, and He Cheng, a friend who disappeared, made me feel a little sad. sad.

I sighed, and silently opened the exercises, but I didn't want to do it at all, so I closed it again.

Yuyu glanced at me, knocked on my table, and asked, "What's wrong with you today, something is wrong."

I smiled and shook my head.

Something is really wrong with me, but probably, it's because I can't solve the problem.

Aha, it's really easy to use.

Throwing the pen casually, the phone rang suddenly, I glanced at the screen, and the word He Cheng made me swallow my saliva.

Just now I was lamenting not to contact, not to contact, to lose contact, why? This is, slap me in the face.

She asked me when I would be home.

I turn on my phone and reply.

Me: Tomorrow afternoon.

Me: The ticket has already been bought.

Me: what about you?When will you finish the exam?

After posting these, I feel ashamed for my knowingly asking.

Her: The last subject tomorrow morning.

Her: What time does the car leave tomorrow afternoon?

After I sent the time, she hummed and said nothing. I suppressed my curiosity and locked the screen of my phone.

The next day's exam went well, and I didn't encounter the question that I couldn't do, which made me feel good.

The roommates have a lot of courses, and they still have to stay at school for a few days, and they are probably in the library now. Yuyu was picked up by her father just after the exam.I'm always the only one left in this dormitory.

After lunch, I tidied up briefly. The timing was good. Before leaving, I thought about whether I had left anything behind. After confirming that there was nothing, I opened the door and went out and closed it.

After dragging the suitcase and walking a few steps, I suddenly heard someone calling my name behind me. I looked back and saw that it was He Cheng who I hadn't seen for many days.

She was wearing a top hat, a light gray overcoat, and a suitcase beside her. She smiled at me and walked over.

"My shift is a little later than yours," she said.

I hummed and walked down with her.

When I was walking up the stairs, I rejected her idea of ​​helping me carry my luggage. Although the suitcase was very big, it was not too heavy to carry. I have been here for the past two years. There is no reason to meet a He Cheng, even the luggage I can't even remember it.

Sure enough, I still couldn't lift it up. When I reached the first floor, my strength was exhausted, and I cast a look at He Cheng for help.

I asked my mother why I kept slapping my face today, and my mother said, does it hurt?

She laughed, and first lifted mine to the first floor, and then lifted mine down as well. During this process, I secretly lifted her suitcase and found it was very light.

After she came down, I asked, "What did you bring, so light?"

She answered me: "A few clothes, and some daily necessities." She looked at my suitcase: "I have some things at home, so I didn't bring them."

After hearing this, I felt that I should learn from her, and stupidly found that I often go out with unnecessary things, and they are not even used in my box.

"Have you brought everything?" He Cheng asked me while walking.

I nodded.

In fact, apart from ID cards and money, other things are not important.

After all, it was a holiday, and the bus stop in front of the school was crowded with people. Standing in the crowd, He Cheng and I had already missed three buses. In my impression, there were not so many people in previous years.

These misses were not in my budget at all. Although I was calm on the surface, I was terrified inside. If I continued to make mistakes like this, I might not be able to catch the bus.

When I was in a hurry, a taxi suddenly stopped in front of me. He Cheng beckoned me to get on, so we boarded the taxi under the eyes of everyone and the driver refused other people's requests to open the door.

After I sat down, I expressed my gratitude and asked, "How did you do it?"

At this time period, at this location, it is difficult to get a car.

She smiled indifferently and said, "I will always call."

We arrived at the station smoothly and passed the security check. When we arrived at the waiting hall, it happened that my car was checked in 5 minutes later.

I breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the big screen. Among the remaining trains, there was one train to city a that was 20 minutes away, and another train that was three hours later. I pointed to it and asked, "You are in 20 minutes The next class?"

She looked up, nodded and said yes.

I asked, "Shall I wait for you to go back together after I get out of the car?"

She said: "No need." Then added: "Our direction is different."

I wanted to continue to ask her how she knew the direction was different, but unfortunately the ticket information in the waiting hall interrupted my thoughts. I smiled at her and pointed to the direction of the broadcast, and she understood what I meant.

Although we have met for more than an hour, I still want to say that her hair seems to grow a little longer.

Thinking of this, I twitched my hand and reached out to grab a lock of hair on her chest.

Slightly curled, feels good.

After a few seconds, I realized what I had done, so I put it down immediately, pointed at the line not far ahead and said, "I'm going to line up."

She nodded, "Be careful."

I hummed, and when I turned to leave, she stopped me again and took out a pair of gloves from her bag, "City A is colder than here, take it and wear it."

I shook my head and refused. She just wanted to give it to me. Seeing me like this, she reached out and grabbed my hand, forcing her into it.

Only then did I realize that my hands were unbearably cold, in stark contrast to her temperature.

I really want to refuse in my heart, but what should I do, I am trapped by her just like this.

I mean hands.

After she finished putting it on, I whispered, "Give me the gloves again."

"It's not for you, it's for you. I only have this pair this winter vacation." She smiled and patted me on the shoulder: "So remember to return it to me."

I stuck out my tongue in response.

She turned her head and glanced back, then said, "Go, send me a message when you get home."

I said: "Okay."