Time is not alluring

My grades have been poor since I was a child. After studying for so many years, I didn't even have a certificate of merit. I often stood on the wall and was detained by the teacher to do my homework.

Whenever I walk into Liu Xu's house and see the certificates on the wall of her house, I feel envious.

The opposite is Liu Xu, who has been excellent since she was a child.

Even if her study is casual, without my hard work, she is still far ahead.

Even if she does something wrong, occasionally does not do her homework and is late, she can get the teacher's comfort and forgiveness, but I can't.

It must be admitted that some people are born destined.

You have to admit defeat, don't be stubborn, and don't feel that your hard work is great, so as to despise those students who still get high marks while sleeping in class and reading novels.

This will only make you feel inferior and have nowhere to hide.

I don't know when it started, when the miserable scores were printed on the test paper, I could learn to accept it with a smile, and calmly accept Liu Xu's intentional or unintentional comfort.

Then turn those hateful scores and perverted exercises into characters that float out of your mind, give them life, give them happy or sad plots, cruel, kind, and dominate them.

The stories and bizarre fates touched by my pen can give me comfort, the sense of accomplishment of conquering and manipulating others, and can prove the value of my existence.

No longer the child who was lingering at the door of the house clutching the test paper and not daring to go in.

However, the destiny of man must obey reality and life. When God closes a window, he will open another window for you, and the sunlight pouring in from the other window is not enough to make up for the sadness in your heart.

I don't know where to see a slogan from the school, it is eye-catching and easy to understand.

——Learning is not the whole of life, but since even a part of life cannot be conquered by learning, what else can we do?

I don't know when it started, the extracurricular books in the drawer were taken away by the teacher, and they were labeled as not doing their job properly and neglecting their studies. They stared at their toes and dared not face their father who left work and came in a hurry.

He didn't scold me or hit me, he just kept apologizing to the teacher. I even lost his face, but I couldn't justly refute that I didn't do anything wrong.

Not at all, wrong.

The books on the bookcase in the room were taken down one by one by me. The temperature from the thin and crisp paper was very cool, and they were placed in a square wooden box. The books were piled up one by one. The height was very similar to the height when I went to move books today. Notebook It's not like today's notebooks are neat and dense, and they are all written word by word by hand.

The heart is like dead ashes, and there is nothing to love in life.

The saddest thing in the world is this. You can't get what you want, and you can't get rid of what you want. It's yourself who makes things difficult, and it's you who feel wronged. It's all about yourself.

I usually occasionally think of things that I came to favor, but when I really want to throw them away, I feel reluctant to give up.

He glanced at it reluctantly, then pushed the wooden cover, and the lock fell down with a click.

Time is silent, you and I will leave here, don't blush, don't be jealous, we will see each other in the future.

I thought I was stupid and hypocritical. I couldn't push the wooden box under the bed. I squatted down and saw that the bed was too short. Forget it, let it be like this.

Holding the key in my hand, I walked into the bathroom, threw it into the toilet, closed the lid, and pressed the flush valve. With a bang, all the support and nostalgia I had for 16 years were washed away.

When I walked past the mirror, I glanced at myself out of the corner of my eye. I was already ugly, but now I am even uglier. It’s okay, it’s easy to read when you are ugly.

The tragedy of this move is to express that I want to study hard, and I am swearing.

After washing his face, he walked to his room, sat on the stool blankly, and after a while, he was relieved, and put the brand-new counseling materials books on the table, sad for a while, before accepting his fate Write your name and class clearly.

Class one and one in high school.

Wei An.

In the future, I will write a full page, and I will use different pens to annotate the analysis. taste, carefully analyze the causal relationship and ponder the meaning of each word.

But I must not love him that much.

After I finished writing, I didn't want to take another look, so I walked to the balcony and climbed over from the balcony, next to Liu Xu's room.

Thanks to my parents for buying a house with such good Feng Shui.

She easily crawled over, jumped down, and opened the floor-to-ceiling windows of Liu Xu's room. At such a late hour, she, like me, hadn't slept yet.

Liu Xu sat upright, holding a pen and didn’t know what she was writing. I walked in and saw that she was transcribing a speech, and her shoes were still printed on the original document. to me.

"You ghost! There is no sound when you walk! It scared me to death!"

"It's because you are too focused." I was innocent, pointing to the window, "I opened the window just now."

Liu Xu snorted, turned her head away, continued to transcribe her speech, and said slowly, "An'an, come and read this word."

"What?" I leaned over to take a look, and my face was a little weird. There were words on it, but they were so scribbled that I couldn't see the shape and structure of the words.

"Who wrote it?"

"I don't know." Liu Xu shook her head, and said slowly, "Do you have a magnifying glass at home, lend me a look... What the fuck are you talking about, it makes people's stomachs choke up."

"No." I shook my head, expressing that I was helpless, "Besides, are you out of your mind, you can't see what the words are even with a magnifying glass."

Liu Xu was annoyed, bowed her head resignedly and copied again, finally threw the pen against the wall, and said fiercely to me, "Who wrote this manuscript?"

"Hey, hey, don't vent your anger on the pen, she is so innocent." I picked up the pen and put it in her hand respectfully. After a quick look, I saw the hairpin on the table, picked it up, and asked a question. .

"This is yours?"

Liu Xu took a look and said nothing, I put a hairpin on her hair, patted her head, and said, "Okay, it's pretty pretty."

"Fart." Liu Xu choked out a word.

"Ghost-like characters, don't copy them at all." I glanced at her and said, "Why copy them?"

"Give it back to others." Liu Xu took it for granted.

"Hey, maybe people have already regarded these as waste papers, and don't care about them. Copying them is just copying for nothing."

Liu Xu pondered for a while, then said quietly, "Whether he cares or not is one thing, and I bear my own mistakes, the two are not contradictory."

After finishing speaking, she lowered her head again and continued to look at those ghostly symbols, leaving me a little dazed.

After a while, I said, "Why are you so impulsive today? Are you still thinking about my souvenir?"

"...No" Liu Xu didn't dare to look at me.

"lie."

"Okay, I admit, it's just a little bit of brooding..."

"Then you haven't seen me for a whole summer vacation, you're quite capable." I exposed her.

"Didn't I just say that the weather is hot and I don't want to go out." Liu Xu rolled his eyes and said, "You came so late, why do you want me?"

"I'm bored, let's see you." I sat on the bed, shaking my legs.

After a while, Liu Xu's quiet voice came, "You cried before."

I looked up and saw the back of Liu Xu who was writing with her head down. She was very thin, and the wide pajamas covered her thin shoulders, but she seemed to be so tenacious forever, unlike me...

"How do you know?" I asked suspiciously, as if thinking of something, I became a little proud, "Did you go to my room just now?"

"Crying like a fool..." After being punctured, she was not embarrassed, but her voice was sullen, "What's there to cry, isn't there still me by your side?"

"I'm really touched." I patted the bed and said with a feeling of favor, "I'll sleep with you tonight."

"Get lost!" Liu Xu turned her head abruptly, flicked her pen, and said, "Have you taken a shower yet?"

"No... that's fine... no more tickling... Ha..." I rolled on the bed and begged for mercy, with tears streaming down my face, and said, "I'm just kidding, I washed it, if you don't believe me, just smell it."

"Disgusting..." Liu Xu vomited.

I kicked her, and said in a dissatisfied tone, "Who are you disgusting? Shame on you?"

"Why am I shameless? You are shameless..."

"Axu, have you slept yet? Why is your room so noisy? Don't play on the computer too late. Remember to get up early tomorrow and go to school." Liu Xu's mother stood at the door of the room and said.

I lay on the bed and didn't dare to breathe, for fear that her mother would open the door and see my daughter lying on the bed in disheveled clothes, and then angrily picked me up, beat me violently, and threw me down from the sixth floor.

Thinking about it, it's too scary.

Liu Xu squeezed her throat and replied, "Understood, Mom!"

Turning to look at me, I saw that my scalp was numb, Liu Xu got out of bed, pulled on her slippers, picked up her pen, drew a few times on the manuscript paper, and threw the pen into the trash can after no water came out.

I hugged her pillow, got up from the bed, and patted her on the shoulder comfortingly. After the pat, I felt that we both had the same illness, and I didn't have the courage to comfort her.

Her family expressly forbids contact with a school waste like me, and she must devote herself wholeheartedly to her studies, get into a good university, and honor her ancestors. She also despises people like me who rely on money to enter the school through the back door.

Although I didn't say it on the surface, I vaguely think that her mother doesn't like me, probably because she thinks that I have spoiled her daughter.

This kind of dislike, but I don't know when it started.

As for my family, although my dad told me not to be stressed, but thinking about it, I knew it was nonsense. My family tried their best to arrange for me to enter Jiangnan. Stay for three years.

Then it wouldn't be me.

Liu Xu suddenly grabbed my clothes and refused to let me go. I looked at her in confusion and said, "What are you doing? I want to go home and sleep?"

I don't know if it's my illusion, I think she is making trouble.

After asking for a long time, Liu Xu didn't make a sound, so in desperation, I had no choice but to say, "Speak if you have something to say, and fart if you have something to say, I'm rushing home to sleep, climbing the balcony in the dark, don't you know it's dangerous?"

Liu Xu let go of her hand, pointed to the pillow in my hand, and said, "That thing...is mine...the pillow...is a personal item..."

My face darkened, I threw the pillow in my hand into her arms, and said, "I don't care about it, I just grab it."

"Hey... don't be angry, if you like it, I can give it to you, what a big deal." Liu Xu's gloating voice came from behind, and I was so angry that I stood on the balcony, wanting to go back and scratch her face .

Liu Xu came out of the room, holding a pillow in her hand, and the gauze curtains made her look beautiful in the night. Liu Xu walked in a little, and I stepped back a little.

My eyes went blank, the pillow flew over, I rubbed it, damn it, the strong wind didn't hang it from the sixth floor, I kicked it with my feet in disgust.

"An'an, try kicking again." Liu Xu turned cold.

I kicked it obediently, and the pillow was further away, and I don't know if it was dirty.

"You have the guts."

I don't know if Liu Xu is born with the attributes of Spider-Man. I crawled slowly across the balcony, but she jumped over gracefully and cornered me.

I shivered.

She pushes the boundaries.

I have pear blossoms with rain.

She was unimpressed.

On the contrary, I want to stand up as a serf and sing the song. It's too arrogant. Is there any law?

With my fingers, I held Liu Xu's pillow in disgust, Liu Xu was still there with her hips akimbo, like a heroine who punishes evil and promotes good.

Resign yourself to your fate, Jesus.

"My pillow is no different from me sleeping with you."

I was stunned by this sentence.