Time is not alluring

--Ok?

Liu Xu nodded, clipped the pen to the notebook, turned her back to me, and walked farther and farther without saying a word.

After walking a few steps, she lowered her head to look at the register in her hand, and miswrote the three characters of Qu Xiaoxiao into two characters, and she scratched the paper so hard that she left the last word.

"Liu Xu, you spelled my name wrong."

Qu Xiaoxiao reminded her with a smile, although it was kind, but if you listen carefully, the tone is full of complacency and a bit of showing off.

"Oh."

Liu Xu responded, turned the paper over, and registered it in the book again. The tip of the pen was running out of water, so she shook it, her eyes gliding over the school badge pinned to Qu Xiaoxiao's chest.

There is also a brooch, which is very beautiful. I saw it at An An's house.

For some reason, the water-based pen became smoother in an instant, and Liu Xu lowered her head, swish, swish, and wrote it down.

People like her against her, and things like against her, but she herself should not be disgusted with herself.

not worth it.

"Oh, right?" Qu Xiaoxiao moved closer and asked, "Can you give me that piece of paper just now?"

"Which one?" Liu Xu asked.

"Just the wrong one."

Liu Xu's finger was pressing on the registration book, she didn't move, her heart wavered, she was about to tear off the last one, and let the other party take it generously, after all, she was too lazy to throw away a piece of waste paper.

"Ok?"

What Xiao Huan saved, she didn't want to give it to Qu Xiaoxiao. After all, if she wanted to lose it, she should lose it herself.

Liu Xu looked at the register, the name crossed out by her, stretched out her hand, and tore, the top piece of paper was crumpled into a ball by her, and thrown into the trash can.

The moment the ball of paper was thrown into the trash can, Liu Xu understood one thing.

She can accept that An An likes others, but she cannot accept that others like An An.

It's because every step of others' bold and brave liking reflects her own humbleness and cowardice.

How ridiculous is her liking all this time?

The teacher on duty asked us late students to run six laps along the playground, and because Qu Xiaoxiao and I were girls, we were punished to run four laps.

I was not physically strong enough to run, and my face turned pale. I fell far behind the people in front. They had been liberated from the teacher on duty, and they passed by me with a smile, cheering for me.

I smiled weakly, gritted my teeth and ran forward, Qu Xiaoxiao ran over from behind and helped me, I used her as a crutch like an old woman, holding her arm.

"You go first..."

"Come on, it's about to die." Qu Xiaoxiao glanced at me and said, "Still talking hard."

I... I'm not being blunt, I'm obviously being polite, I'm sorry to drag her down... that's all...

"Besides, it's not because of me that you're late."

"This...this..." I panted heavily, and said, "From...how...?"

"Stop talking." Qu Xiaoxiao frowned, and said, "Can you still run? If there are two laps left, I will... run for you..."

"Run... move..." I responded with difficulty.

"Wait." Qu Xiaoxiao pulled me to stop suddenly, my doubts were weak, and I heard Qu Xiaoxiao say again, "Your shoelace fell off."

"Oh."

I flicked my shoes carelessly, before it was over, Qu Xiaoxiao bent down to tie my shoes.

I am a person who is not very good at tying shoelaces. The two simple ropes are often not tied securely. If they are loose, I will stuff the shoelaces in.

Sometimes when I watch Korean dramas, I feel that such a scene is very romantic, and I also hope that there is someone who can bend over and tie my shoelaces for me.

It's like reaching out to help me turn up the collar of my sweater in winter, seeing through me, but not despising me.

Qu Xiaoxiao's pattern of tying shoelaces is different from mine. I tied two ropes together, but she crossed them with her fingers.

The technique was quick, and before I could figure it out, she was fine. I shook my feet and said thank you.

Qu Xiaoxiao didn't ask me to thank her for the rest of my life, probably she also felt that An An's verbal promise was like farting.

During the last lap, the wind in early October suddenly became fierce, whistling past my ears, and the trees on both sides became very arrogant, completely lost the demureness of the past.

I stood still in front of the teacher on duty, and breathed a sigh of relief. The teacher's nagging made me a little lost, and I naturally looked at the place where Liu Xu was standing just now.

Thinking back to the expression on her face, she reproduced the strangeness she felt after taking the liberal arts and sciences, and she didn't even look at me.

I messed up one thing. The relationship between me and Liu Xu, which was finally eased, returned to the original point overnight, and even showed signs of regression.

Before I figured out how the process of this matter made me and Liu Xu become like this.

It is best to maintain such a relationship with catkins.I think.

But I confuse this matter again, I still don't understand, the whole story of this matter is me.

I was the one who got into trouble, and it was me who wanted to reconcile, and Liu Xu just followed my ups and downs.

I have too many dramas, and I don't know how to end them.

The teacher on duty waved his hand and said, "Go back to class first, and don't be late next time."

"Yes."

When I passed the Liberal Arts Building, I paused. Looking up from the first floor, according to the nature of Jiangnan Middle School, the more focused the class, the taller the classroom.

So, is Liu Xu on the left side of the sixth floor, or on the right side of the sixth floor?

My mood became a little depressed. This matter is different from the division of arts and sciences. There is still room for maneuver in the division of divisions, but this time, the back road has been blocked by me.

I've been depressed for a long time, but I never had the guts to explain to Liu Xu the relationship between "discomfort at school" and "Qu Xiaoxiao who goes to school".

What I'm most afraid of is an explanation, I have to explain the whole thing, and I'm most afraid that Liu Xu will not believe me, because my hiding from Qu Xiaoxiao has nothing to do with me and Liu Xu.

But I made a mistake again. The best solution to things is not to avoid. From another perspective, avoiding doesn’t mean that you are panicked, timid, or have no countermeasures.

Avoiding is tantamount to indulging yourself and letting others go, tantamount to acquiescing, tantamount to not refusing.

If avoidance is a very cowardly expression, then what kind of expression is it to avoid the oncoming reality?

Facts have proved that I can't escape, I can't hide, so I have to pretend that I know or not. Day by day, my heart is getting stronger and stronger.

I can't remember how many times Qu Xiaoxiao waited downstairs at my house, and gradually became waiting at my house.

Before going out, I was used to looking at the door of Liu Xu's house, but after all I didn't have the courage to knock on the door and ask her to go to school together. If she sees Qu Xiaoxiao, she probably doesn't like it very much, so I don't want it.

I convinced myself.

The chat history between me and Qu Xiaoxiao has broken through a thousand pages, and it is all about my day-to-day politeness, which then became a habit, and then became qualitative, while my chat history with Liu Xu still stopped in February of this year.

--You wait.

She flew back from abroad, picked me up from the bed, and went to watch a midnight movie. She still remembers that night, the plane flying overhead, the bright and sleepless stars at night, and her never flustered smile in the crowd.

Come to me every step of the way.

Liu Xu must be very busy. After all, science is not easy. I should be more sensible and don't take the initiative to disturb.

I convinced myself again.

I can't remember exactly how many times Qu Xiaoxiao lay down on the table and looked at me sideways. The smile on her face was paralyzed by my nerves.

I stared at the words in the book, and suddenly remembered the past. I watched Liu Xu secretly, learned her sitting posture, and learned her posture of holding a pen. Then, I hope that one day, I can become as good as Liu Xu.

Probably, I have no way to be more outstanding, because Liu Xu is no longer by my side.

Many of these memories are not clear, and they all go with time, falling behind us, and becoming the distant past.

"An'an, you look so good-looking." Qu Xiaoxiao who was lying on the table said suddenly.

Of course I won't be narcissistic enough to say, I know I'm good-looking, I don't need you to tell me.

People should have some self-knowledge and weigh themselves, so that they will not easily lose themselves in the boast and praise of others.

I bowed my head and ignored her, staring at a poem in the book, in a daze.

--Green Zijin, Youyouwoxin.

——Even if I don't go, Zining doesn't listen?

——Qingqing Zijin, I think leisurely.

——Even if I don't go, Zining won't come?

I didn't understand these implicit and euphemistic poems before, and I wrote them on the composition paper just to earn points, so my understanding is still a little superficial.

Everything has to be experienced to arouse greater resonance.

If I don't go to Liu Xu, can Liu Xu come to me?

I don't know if Liu Xu's reasons for coming to me are good enough.

But, if Liu Xu doesn't come, can't I go find her?

Even without Xiao Huan's half push and half push from the middle, my reasons are good enough.

I really miss catkins, like midsummer with long grass, frantically coming to early winter, the grass is not fading, and people think about it.

Seeing me in a daze, Qu Xiaoxiao poked my arm with a pen, and asked with a smile, "What are you looking at, making you so dazed?"

"Nothing." I hurried back to my senses.

Qu Xiaoxiao lay on the table looking at An An, turning a blind eye to the gaze from the math teacher Liang Qijiu.

Because Xi Shi is in the eyes of lovers, the more she looks at it, the more beautiful she feels. She sighed, looked away, picked up a pen to write, and passed the note over.

I opened it and took a look.

——What do you want for lunch?

I replied very politely, it's the same as usual, looking at the crooked handwriting on it, I sadly thought of Liu Xu's writing.

so beautiful.

So I crossed out the words on it, and re-wrote them in a square and round manner.

I handed it over, and seeing Qu Xiaoxiao happily opened it, I found out sadly that my deskmate was not Liu Xu for a long time.

In fact, Qu Xiaoxiao asked the same questions in the small notes every day, and my answers were also the same, but she was still very happy and put the notes in the notebook.

The expression on her face made me guess uneasy, until one day, Qu Xiaoxiao personally confirmed my uneasiness.

It's really disturbing.