Dear Chen Jiu

When I woke up the next day, Xiao Wenxi was already sitting in my dining room having breakfast.

Never treat yourself as an outsider, which is fine.

"Xiao Zong, come and eat quickly. After eating, I will ask Lao Wang to send you to school together."

I took the bowl my mother handed me, sat down and drank two mouthfuls of porridge and didn't want to eat any more. I just had no appetite in the morning, and the delicacies of mountains and seas couldn't arouse people's interest at all.

"No need, Mom, everyone is taking the school bus at the beginning of school! Hang out with your friends more, don't always think about being special, what do you let other students think of me."

My mother probably rolled her eyes to the sky. She probably wanted to be rude, but she had to endure it because of Lao Xiao's presence.

Lao Xiao, the pig spirit, ate several bowls of porridge in one go, stuffed a few pieces of beef patties and fried dough sticks into his mouth, and when he was done, he took two more tea eggs and stuffed them into the pockets of his school uniform.

Then we walked out of the house together.

"Hello, auntie, watering the flowers early in the morning."

I greeted the old Xiao mother who was bending over to water a group of flowers and plants in the yard.

Uh, Lao Xiao is my neighbor, and his family lives next to mine.

"Yeah, good morning Xiao Gu.

It's been a few days since I haven't seen him, so he looks handsome again, much more pleasing to the eye than our Xixi. "

Old Xiao was innocent, "Mom, do you know about heredity, Auntie Xiaoyu is prettier than you?"

Xiaoyu is my mother.

"Brat, a son does not think his mother is ugly.

Get me off to school now. "

When we arrived at the bus station, no one was waiting on the platform.

Our area is a group of villas, no matter whether you go to school or go to get off work, there are very few crowded buses.

Usually the school bus doesn’t even stop at this stop, I asked Lao Xiao to watch and order the bus, so as not to miss it.

"Gu Zong, you and Xiao Wei..." Generally, this person calls me by first and last name because he has something serious to say. Xiao Wei and I make up lessons together in junior high school. When I play basketball, she brings water and occasionally takes her home. The relationship is really not to the point of boyfriend and girlfriend, but Xiao Wei likes me, and I didn't refuse, so people around me naturally think that we are a couple.

"Old Xiao, I really have nothing to do with her."

"Well, that's fine, but if someone comes to you later, you should make it clear.

Anyway, the high school is not in the same school, so don't delay the little girl. "

Lao Xiao is really reliable, especially for girls. It seems that he has never asked for a girl in these years, but this person is indeed straight.

The car came, and Lao Xiao and I found a seat very far back and sat down.

"I found out what his name was."

"Huh? Are you kidding me? You know and let me squeeze the bus with you?"

"Oh, don't you wonder what kind of person it is..."

"Your aesthetics, I don't know you yet, first of all..." He closed his eyes and stretched out his fingers, like a worldly expert pointing out the world,

"Girls have to be white, and then, their legs have to be long and tall.

The eyes must be good-looking, and the most important thing is to have temperament. "

After speaking, he withdrew his fingers, and took out the egg that he had stuffed in in the morning from his pocket. The driver probably was the one who liked to brake suddenly yesterday, and the egg fell out of Lao Xiao's hand with a sudden brake of inertia.

When we arrived at the platform where Chen Jiu came up yesterday, I was suddenly a little nervous, and I clenched my fists. Old Xiao was still looking for his dick, and then Chen Jiu got on the bus. He was wearing a black and white coat today.

I found that this person really goes well with dark colors, and he must have discovered it himself, otherwise why are his clothes all gray, white and black?His eyes were still faint, his face was expressionless, and he was standing in front of him with headphones on. At his station, there were basically no seats left, so he could only stand holding on to the pole.

Old Xiao finally gave up looking for the egg, looked up at me, and found that I was staring straight ahead.

Just a few people came up at this stop, a man and a woman, Lao Xiao approached me: "Okay, you have changed your taste, you like short-haired sisters."

When I heard what he said, I distracted myself and glanced at the girl next to Chen Jiu. She was a little girl wearing glasses, gentle and delicate.

I looked back at Lao Xiao: "No, can we not frame the gender, can you see that there is another person beside you?"

Old Xiao was probably digging out a tea egg in another pocket, and when he heard this, he squeezed the egg hard, and the egg was also crushed.

All right, Lao Xiao is going to find me to accompany him for an extra meal today during recess.

"You, you... When did you, you, shit, when, you were, you were, you were always, me?"

"Either straighten your tongue first, or straighten your brain, think clearly before speaking, is it so difficult?"

After Lao Xiao got off the car, he still didn't recover. He was in a daze until he entered the classroom.

I don’t know why I can accept this so easily. I feel like that’s what it is. If you like it, you like it. A man must like a woman. Do you have to be in a limited range when you like someone? Inside?

But if I like it, I really don't know what the next step is, whether to get to know this person or just to be friends with him.

Lao Xiao finally woke up like a dream when he was doing exercises between classes, and then he dragged me to the cafeteria again, "Gu Zong, are you serious or just for fun."

This question is really fun. I just have an interest in a person, so how could it be serious or not.

This is not something that I can decide unilaterally. Could it be that if I say that I am interested, I can directly decide the ending of the story?

I don't even know what I want to do.

like?It seems that it has not reached that level, but it is interested.

Yes, just have interest, let's be friends first.

But God will not give you time. Sometimes people can change a lot as long as they are one step late.

During that time, I did not take the bus with Lao Xiao, but took the bus alone for a long time, from summer to late autumn.

Sometimes after getting out of the car, he would follow Chen Jiu to the school like a maniac, entering the school in the same direction, and the teaching buildings were all together. This weird and perverted behavior did not attract anyone's attention at all.

At noon that day, I went to eat at the gate of the school, and I saw the girl who had stepped on me on the bus some time ago, and she obviously saw me too.

There were some tears on her face, she looked like she had just cried, and there was a little sister beside her who had been comforting her, so I greeted her out of politeness.

I remembered that I seemed to owe her a favor, she was the one who told me Chen Jiu's name, I said please have a cup of milk tea, my friend knows the name and finally he is not blind.

She shook her head, she said Chen Jiu was in love.

It was a bolt from the blue.

"A girl from a liberal arts class, they often eat together in the cafeteria at noon."

I hurried into the nearby shop and bought two cups of milk tea, and gave them to the two girls.

I'm really not good at comforting people, and this incident has hit me hard, so it's not certain who comforts whom.

But the favor is paid back first, and I can still be a friend in the future, and then the girl seemed to have made up her mind, she took out her mobile phone and wanted to add me to QQ.

"My name is Yuan Minmin."

"Gu Zong."

After adding the contact information, she was hesitant to speak, and after a while, she said to me: "I'm useless, but I think you're pretty, so your friend should be pretty too.

Chen Jiu's girlfriend can't do it, I'm too unwilling, even if it's not my turn, your friend can try it, and we can communicate with you anytime in the future. "

I understand, the co-authorship is to let my friend who is groundless to poach the wall.

At that time, I really hadn't formed the three views. I really didn't realize that it would be wrong for you to confess or entangle with someone.

But it seems that I don’t regret it very much when I think about it now. If I really regret it, at most I hate myself for not making a move sooner. Why do I have to wait until someone has a partner before starting to get nervous.

People like Chen Jiu were so attractive to the girls at that time. Regardless of his appearance, he was born with a magical power that attracted others to approach him.

You think he should be a gentle and gentle Wenqing, but he has a sense of world-weariness and alienation, a sense of rebellion that doesn't care about anything, and doesn't take anything seriously.

I thought about how to get to know this person, and walked to the innermost shop by the school gate.

Because this store is remote and sells books, there are not many people gathered at noon, so it is really quiet.

I went to the innermost part and flipped through a few books on the shelf. When I looked up, I saw Chen Jiu. The picture was so powerful that I often dreamed of Chen Jiu that day in my dreams.

Dressed in black, he leaned against the wall and smoked, looking down at the ground, isolated from the world.

Yes, it is like being isolated from the world.

It's so noisy outside, it really has nothing to do with him.

I wanted to go up, say something, at least talk.

But I suddenly didn't dare to go forward. He stood there as if he was separated from the surroundings by a layer, and no one could get through.

Like a fairy who is out of the world, he is really, really good-looking.

When I went home that day, I dreamed of Chen Jiu leaning against the wall, and then I got up the next morning and went to the toilet to change my underwear, washed it with my hands and hung it on the balcony.

It was a qualitative change from being interested to liking, and I finally decided that I should do something.

But our first meeting afterwards was really bad.

But at that time, I was too brave and too senseless.

Do whatever you want, rampant, and never think about problems from the perspective of others.

To put it bluntly, I am too selfish.

I want to do it, I don't care about the occasion, what others think, whether it will hurt others, or what the three views are.

Or I have lived so smoothly in the past ten years, that I don't know the sufferings of the world, and I don't know what it's like to not get it.

But in the past ten years, I have realized that it turns out that this is the feeling that you can’t get what you want.

It seems that a rookie came to the swimming pool, forced you into the water, pulled you out when you had difficulty breathing, finally took a breath, and pressed you into the pool again.

So back and forth, heartburn.