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"One Year After Another (Continuation of Butterfly Blue's Novel)" Author: Zui Ye Shang

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When we grow up, are the people and things around us also growing with us? Progress or regress? Childish or mature? Looking back at the past year and year after year... "Year after Year" has six chapters in total As we all know, this is a hole dug by Butterfly for everyone, and it was not buried to death, so Nightmare used the plots from the 17K online game novel "The Stars Do Not Announce" and "Full-time" by Chong Daddy to compose a Chinese novel. This article is regarded as the butterfly "Year after Year" that I picked up a bit, everyone has the right to take it as a pastime, take a look.

Content tags: urban love near water tower growth

Search keywords: Protagonist: Qi Han, Yi Xin┃Supporting roles: Lingkong, Xiaoyu, Kunzi, Fatty┃Others: Butterfly Blue, Year after Year

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☆、Chapter 1

My name is Qi Han. In the summer of 2001, I accidentally fell into college.This happened quite suddenly.Back then, during the nine-year compulsory education period, I was also a so-called good student with excellent character and learning. I only knew about class, homework, eating and sleeping every day.But after this period, after I was promoted to the legendary key high school, I seemed to have discovered my conscience, crushed and squeezed the juice every day, and used it more efficiently.Efficient use has brought about stable grades, and my ranking is stable at around fifty in the class.This came as a sudden blow to the parents, who were used to looking for my name in the top three of the standings instead of turning to the last page and counting down.They are very angry about it.But I don't think so. I think my grades have not regressed. In comparison, the main reason is that the classmates around me are all top students from major middle schools. Everyone is top-notch, and they put me at the bottom and suffer. went.I think my parents obviously forgot my past after I entered the key high school: the alma mater I used to be.It was a middle school where one student was admitted to university every year, and he wanted to beat gongs and drums to publicize in the streets. From this, you can also guess that the students they cultivated, even if they were elites, were very localized and regional. sexual.I say this not to make excuses for my poor grades, I am just evaluating a fact objectively.If you say that I have not improved, then I will not deny it at all, but countless people say that I have regressed, which makes me intolerable.Of course, if I can't tolerate it, I can only endure it, because the people who said something are undoubtedly my elders.And my friends, i.e. my peers, have their eyes on my progress, which is very comforting to me.In the three years of high school, I learned to play football, basketball, chess, go, video games, and computer surfing... You see, how colorful my high school life is .Although what I have mastered is not enough to become a football star, a chess master, or Bill Gates, it has enriched my after-school life, broadened my knowledge, enriched my life, and made me confidently meet future challenges. …I wrote so in my high school self-assessment.After reading my self-evaluation, the teacher did not comment, but when I sent it back to my hand, there was a note in it, and there were four big words on it: Fuck you.I still firmly believe that this must be a prank by a certain classmate. How could a teacher who is a model teacher spit out these four words, let alone write them so neatly on paper.High school life came to an end after submitting the final self-evaluation.The college entrance examination a few days later was as hot and unbearable as every time in the legend.I was looking forward to the exciting drama of "passing out in the examination room due to excessive nervousness". Unfortunately, everyone was calm. On the contrary, I was looking around because I wanted to find suspicious targets who would faint, and was strictly watched by several invigilators.The three-day exam was over, no matter how good or bad the outcome was, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.I was an exception. As early as when my parents repeatedly muttered "You can't expect to go to college like this", I was already relieved.I feel that they have given up hope for me, and I have never had any hope for myself. For such a thing that no one expects, why am I still tense?If I have, it's just a disguise to match the surrounding atmosphere.It turns out I was wrong.I thought it was wrong for me to have no hope, and I thought it was wrong for my parents to have no hope for me.No matter what they say, before the results come out, they have hope, even if they know it is just fantasy.And this time the fantasy became a reality, and I was admitted to college.Nothing happens without a reason. For this matter, I think there can only be one reason: the thinking consistency of the person who wrote the college entrance examination question is similar to mine, and we have an indescribable common logic in the choice of things. , which led to the ABCD I selected by intuition and the answer he designed to meet in the dark, so I have my current grades.As I said before, this happened too suddenly.Before the results came out, I searched for a lot of job hunting information in newspapers, and even pushed a small cart in a restaurant to sell porridge for a week, and even met my high school teacher in the process of selling porridge.She was surprised, but I just smiled, I couldn't see my own smile, I think I must have smiled very honestly.The results of the college entrance examination disrupted my life steps, and even directly destroyed my long-term planning for the next ten years or even 30 to [-] years.I originally wanted to sell small porridge, step by step, make steady progress, drive out of Asia, go to the world, and create a better future.As a result, as soon as the score that dared to bring down the emperor came out, I went back to my student days, with ambitions, ideals, and goals no longer existing, and going to school was my only mission.I put on my backpack, picked up my suitcase, and set foot on the train.It's not a new journey for me, it's just a continuation of a path, and I'm still a student.

☆、Chapter 2

If you think that I am very reluctant to be a student, then you are wrong.I really want to.

Students feel that they are bitter, tired, and stressed to the point of exhaustion.In fact, compared to the pressure brought by survival, the profession of students who do not worry about food and drink is really very happy.No matter how many times I am given the chance to choose, I will say without hesitation: I do.If I want to add a time limit to this willingness, I hope it will be forever.

Of course, there are many people who are always ahead of their time. Although they are still students, they are already tossing and turning about the pressure of survival that they will face in the future.I originally thought that there would be no such people, but on the first day I entered the university, I tasted the power of being dismounted.

In the same dormitory, the child we called Kunzi talked about the current tense employment pressure and the majors we majored in during the first chat in the first bedroom talk on the first night of entering the university. The employment situation has been boldly predicted.His analysis is clear and logical, but I feel that he is very pitiful.

Kunzi is undoubtedly the kind of person who has already designed the future and stepped on it step by step.I wouldn't be surprised even if he had already decided in his teens whether to scatter or bury his ashes a hundred years later.For a person like him, before going to this university and choosing this major, he must have done thousands of times of deep thinking and familiarization, but just like this, he collided with a guy like me who made a mistake.This cannot but be said to be a kind of sadness.

So far I have to mention another brother in the dormitory, that is a fat man, and he and Kunzi are always like two extremes when they are together.Kunzi is always analyzing and grasping the future, while Fatty seems to be obsessed with the past.He often tells us about his former school, past events, and past people, and is willing to inquire about our past schools, past events, and past people.I've never seen a man talk so much about the past.I remember a book that said: If a person starts to like memories, it means he is old.But seeing Fatty's joyful expression when recalling, even if I killed him, I wouldn't believe that his heart was old.

I mentioned these two people, but in fact the first person in the dormitory to get acquainted with me was the third person, his name was Ling Kong.

On the first night, the topics of the chat were more or less serious, and Ling Kong said very little. He was always listening silently, occasionally laughing in agreement, which made me think: he is a taciturn and introverted person.

The next day, everyone chatted about the present: the current school, the current classmates, the current female classmates, and the current beautiful female classmates.The most active among them is Fatty.This also proves that he is not old yet. Even if the old man has lust, he will not rush to put it on his mouth.Kunzi, on the other hand, acted like an old man at this time, with a calm tone, and only commented on the girls proposed by the fat man as "not bad", "not bad", and "very good".As for Ling Kong, he just echoed that night with a smile.Sure enough, I think.

On the third day, I knew I was wrong.That afternoon, after class, Ling Kong asked me to do something. The topic of the task was: to accompany him in contact with a girl.

Five thunderbolts struck my heart.At that time, I only had one sentence in my mind: A dog that bites people really can't bark.While Fatty was still talking, the great volley was about to strike.I finally understood where the gap between doers and visionaries lies.

The girl to be contacted was the name that Fatty mentioned the most last night.It's only been three days since school started, but he has already let other people firmly grasp his name. This person must have something special.Appearance is always the first hurdle to get noticed as a human being.

As for why he chose me at that time, Ling Kong gave an explanation afterwards: he had only been in the school for three days, and there were not many acquaintances. Only three people in the dormitory could take on this important task.Fatty's eloquence is outstanding, and if he asks him to go with him, he will easily steal the limelight; but Kunzi is a bit indifferent in this matter, and going there will not be able to make a difference.On balance, even if I'm not the best choice, I'm still more suitable than the two of them.

I am amazed by Ling Kong's analysis, and in fact his vision is indeed vicious.I have to admit that he was very wise in choosing me, because my experience in this matter is also very important.In the past days, I have played countless such roles, and the acting skills I have honed over the years are by no means in vain.

I played to the fullest that day, and made a perfect curtain call at the best time, giving up the role to the protagonist.When I came back that night, I patted my shoulder and said, "Brother, I will pack the cigarettes for this month."

This guy really has a plan, he must have seen that I don't smoke.

That's how the volley thing happened.If I take all the credit for it on myself, it would be a bit too brazen.The days to come tell us that Ling Kong is really good at dealing with girls.Although he is not handsome, he can always get the favor of beautiful women. I have to admit: Ling Kong is very good at pleasing girls.If it weren't for the congenital deficiency of looks, he would definitely be the legendary love saint.

The matter of Ling Kong caused a sensation at the time, which was a remarkable achievement in the eyes of the students. Everyone looked up at Ling Kong with the eyes of admiring a great man, and there was a lot of discussion behind him. Ling Kong was said to be a talented person in the south of the Yangtze River.

But the sensation passed quickly, because the big event that happened next was a height that Ling Kong could not reach even if he won the favor of all the girls in the school.

This didn't happen in our school, or even in our lives.A Faraway Land, September 2001, 9, New York.

911/[-] terror.

Of course, the high enthusiasm caused by this incident at the time was not comparable to Ling Kong's three-day start of school to get a girl.Everyone rushed to buy all the newspapers and periodicals that could be bought. In those days, the smell of terrorism could be smelled of small pieces of paper flying on the campus.After a thorough discussion over and over again, everyone began to look forward to terrorists attacking the Pentagon.

Because of love, Ling Kong was a little belated in this matter.It was only after several days of the incident that I realized that I was a little out of touch with the Times group, so I quickly found information to make up for it.

Volley sacrificed an evening date to read the relevant material, and finally looked up and asked my first sentence: "Isn't the President of the United States Clinton?"

Probably feeling my contemptuous gaze, Jiangnan talented scholar quickly defended himself: "Who is the president of the United States, what does it matter to me? Why should I know?"

I have to admit that this makes sense.In fact, there are indeed many things that seem to be common sense, but have nothing to do with our lives.Like, I know the earth is round, I know the earth revolves around the sun... what if I don't know?I will still live like this.

But no matter what, from now on, if someone tells me that Ling Kong is a talented person, I will sneer at it.

After all, the 911 incident happened very far away. After the terrorists did not attack the Pentagon, everyone's attention to this matter gradually cooled.Fatty continued to find someone to recall the past, Kunzi continued to study by himself every day to grasp the future, Ling Kong continued to seize the time to fall in love, and I continued, but I didn't know what I was continuing.The student union of our department started their work of recruiting new members seven times step by step.

☆、Chapter 3

To be honest, before I came to university, I had no idea what kind of organization the Student Union was.Judging by the name alone, it is still a secret underground group where the students united against the school.But after several contacts during the registration period, I finally got a certain degree of understanding: this seems to be a volunteer organization serving the public.Such an organization's recruitment of members would actually attract sentient beings (students) to respond in unison, which was beyond my expectation.

Almost 80.00% of the students participated in this selection exercise.The three guys in the dormitory were all without exception, and each had their own reasons.Although Ling Kong already has a girlfriend, he said that the entire forest cannot be given up for a single tree, and it is also important to store reserve resources.The student union, a service industry, undoubtedly had the opportunity to interact with more girls, so he wanted to participate.

Fatty's reason is really cool.He said, "I think, therefore I am!"

But Kunzi's reason is the most simple: he wants to exercise himself.This is the reason for almost all players to participate in the election.Like Ling Kong, he can only talk about his resource reserves in private, and Fatty is unlikely to use "I think, therefore I am" as his campaign slogan.

And I finally found a reason for myself.You see, as freshmen, we must unite our classmates.If you don't stand on the same front with everyone, you may be isolated, so I also devoted myself to this selection activity.From my point of view, this is true "friendship first, competition second".

There are less than [-] freshmen in our department, and more than [-] people participated in the selection.The department specially arranged a day to conduct auditions in the largest multimedia classroom.

The rules of the audition are very simple. Each person will go on stage for 5 minutes, introduce their reasons for participating in the election, and then the judges may ask some questions about it.The results will be announced by the judges at an appropriate time. As for how many people will be recruited and other related issues, I have no idea, because I came here with the mentality of focusing on participation.What I have noticed is: If one person has 5 minutes, and then ask questions, it will take 10 minutes for each person to go on and off the stage, and there are more than 60 people, which means more than ten hours!This is really frightening.

But after about five people were on stage, I saw something.Since everyone's reasons for running for the election are unified, the selling point is who can express the reason of "exercise yourself".This is undoubtedly an advantage for the players who came to the stage early, after all, there is more room for them to choose words and sentences.After touching about ten people, the contestants on the stage began to speak incoherently and stammered. Almost no one could finish 5 minutes, and the judges asked fewer and fewer questions, and the speed of the audition activities was greatly improved. .It suddenly dawned on me that the ten hours I calculated was just a theoretical time, and the judges have rich practical experience and have already figured out the general direction of audition development.

After that, it was boring and repetitive over and over again. Under such a big environment, I quickly fell asleep on the table.When it was my turn, it was Kunzi beside me who woke me up.

I swept around, and the fat man and Ling Kong had disappeared. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, I adjusted my hairstyle a little, wiped the corners of my mouth, and walked slowly onto the stage.The judges sat in the first row directly facing the stage, and I suddenly noticed that the person on the far left was lying on the table like me before, and she was a girl.As expected of a college student, he has a strong character, which I admire secretly.

"Classmates, you can start now." A judge below spoke.

"Uh..." I cleared my throat, and said calmly, "I want to join the student union, mainly to exercise myself..." In the most plain and ordinary language, I stated the concept of the so-called "exercise myself".Occasionally, there was a chuckle below, presumably some places collided with the players in front.The expressions of the selection committee members were also quite disapproving.I am completely unmoved, the most important thing is to participate!

Soon my concept was finished, I got up to say "thank you" and prepared to step down.

"Classmates, wait!" Someone suddenly called out. "Oh! Yes, there are still questions, okay, you can ask!" I said standing on the stage. "No problem, just want to know, which department of the student union are you running for?" the man asked.

"Which cloth?" The conscience of heaven and earth, I, who knew nothing about the organization of the student union, didn't understand what he meant at the time.After a minute of asking and answering each other, I realized that the "cloth" originally meant a department, and immediately asked, "What departments are there?"

The classroom fell into a brief silence, but there was a burst of "giggle" laughter from a corner of the judges' seat, but it stopped quickly.

I looked along the prestige, and my eyes lit up.The lying girl got up at some point.A beautiful girl was turning her head sideways while putting her hand on her lips to cover her laughter.

The so-called outstanding demeanor and demeanor must be what she looks like in front of me. When I looked at her, I found that all the other boys who came looking for prestige looked straight at her.

Five seconds after all the boys lost their virginity, there was a light cough from somewhere, and everyone came back to their senses and quickly covered up their gaffe.

The pretty girl also put down her hands, and happily said to me who was still dazed on the stage: "Hey, your saliva is about to fall on the table." I smiled and replied, "Your saliva has already fallen on the table."

There was a small puddle of water on the table in front of her, it was definitely from her drool when she fell asleep.I laughed secretly in my heart, it must be a terrible thing for a beautiful woman to lose her composure, right?What's more, I pointed it out mercilessly.

"Really?" She lowered her head in surprise, and sure enough, she saw a drop of saliva on the table, and immediately wiped it away with a wave of her hand, shouting, "Oops! I drool when I fell asleep."

How heroic, I was dumbfounded.

"Uh... that." A certain judge made a speech that broke the current scene, "Let's continue! Who's next?"

"Wait a minute, let's talk about which department he's running for!" The beauty stopped me who was about to step down.

"You didn't tell me which departments there are!" I replied.

A certain judge was about to speak, but the girl said first: "Okay, I want this boy."

A certain judge immediately dissatisfied: "Yi Xin, you are too casual, this is not good!"

"What's the matter?" The girl didn't care.

"At least there is a convincing reason?" said a judge.

"Uh..." The girl had already stood up, and she looked like she was going to leave. After hearing this, she stopped, thought for a while, and said, "As a member of our art department, the style is very important. Look at him, It's good that I'm not nervous to speak in front of so many people." The girl looked serious.

The judge's rebuttal was also to the point: "Have you watched other people's performance?"

"No! So I can only choose him!" The girl smiled gracefully again, and all the boys lost their virginity collectively again.She grinned at me again, bared her teeth, turned and left.

And I froze on the spot.A part of my life seems to have been arranged without me, the client, expressing my opinion?

☆、Chapter 4

After I got off the stage, I asked Kunzi, only to find out that Fatty and Ling Kong had gone on stage before and then went back.

"What does the Ministry of Literature and Art do?" I asked Kunzi.

"Probably singing, dancing, and acting!" Kunzi replied.

"Damn!" I was shocked and rushed out of the classroom immediately.

The girl hadn't gone far, I yelled: "Hey, who is that!"

The girl turned her head, saw it was me, frowned and said, "Hey, don't I have a name?"

"I don't want to join the Ministry of Literature and Art." I cut to the chase.

"Why?" asked the girl.

"I can't sing or dance," I said.

"You can learn."

"I don't want to learn, I'm not interested." I said.

"Interests can be cultivated. College life will be very boring, and you just need something to adjust. Come on, brother!" She patted me, turned around and trotted away and disappeared.

When I returned to the classroom in a daze, the audition for the student union had ended, and Kunzi and I returned to the dormitory together.

"How are you?" I asked him on the way.I missed the trio's performance because of sleeping.

"I don't know, I won't know the result until two days later. You are so lucky." Kunzi looked at me with envy.

"Then I'll let you sing and dance!" I said angrily.

"That's good too. No matter what you do, you always exercise! Unfortunately, it's impossible for me. Just like what the girl said just now, you are not nervous at all on stage. I can't do that. I'll go up My legs were shaking all the time, and I couldn't speak clearly." Kunzi said.

"Brother, I'm just thick-skinned." I said.

Kunzi shook his head: "No, it's because of your confidence, I just don't have confidence!"

After being silent for a long time, I said: "Kunzi, you are very good, and you can see all the advantages."

"Aren't you?" Kunzi smiled.

"Look, when everyone is admiring the beauty, what I pay attention to is the saliva dripping on the table. It's very clear who I am!" I said.

"You can see your own shortcomings, which is very rare!" Kunzi said.

I'm completely speechless, I really don't know what words to use to describe this guy.Seeing that I was speechless, Kunzi just smiled faintly.This smile made me feel a concept: great wisdom is like a fool, maybe this is what it looks like?

Two days later, the results of the student union audition came out.Sure enough, I joined the literature and art department, but those three guys were all eliminated.

Of course there is a reason for the elimination. As he himself said, Kunzi was too nervous after taking the stage, and stuttered three and a half sentences. He only spoke for a minute and a half, and two of them were repeated twice. Repeat a sentence three times.Of course, it won't be in the eyes of the judges.

Fat people are the other extreme.This guy's eloquence is definitely there. After taking the stage, he was full of rhetoric. After 10 minutes, he still hadn't finished talking, and his attitude was high-profile and ostentatious. He immediately left the impression that the judges were high-sighted and incompetent. After careful consideration, he gave up.

As for Ling Kong, his speech was perfect and his attitude was harmonious, but his courage was a bit too big.He actually asked to join the girls' club as a boy, and immediately revealed his wolfish ambitions.Although he has a perfect cover-up with extravagant reasons, it is a pity that he has a bad record of falling in love quickly within three days of entering school.In the face of the facts, all cover-ups are like pale self-defense, and Ling Kong also failed.For the failure, Kunzi faced it calmly, thinking that it was his own inadequacy.

The fat man was indignant, thinking that the leaders and judges of the student union were jealous of their talents.

As for Ling Kong, he felt a little regretful, if he had known that he wouldn't be so eager to make a move at the beginning.

"Anyway, there aren't many beauties in the student union!" Ling Kong comforted himself with this.

"Why not? The girl who recruited Qi Han into the literature and art department is very beautiful!" Kunzi said.

"Are you kidding me? How could the beauty escape my eyes." Ling Kong sneered like a wolf howling.

"There are beauties." I looked at him sympathetically, missing a chance to appreciate beauties, which is definitely the top priority for Ling Kong.

"She was sleeping on the table before, so you couldn't see it when you came on stage." I continued.

Ling Kong obviously also had an impression of this, sitting in the front row of the judges' seats and sleeping on his stomach, anyone would notice.

"Is that a beautiful woman?" Ling Kong was still in doubt.Kunzi and I nodded firmly together.

"Damn it! If I had known, I would have said that I would join the literature and art department." With Ling Kong's performance, as long as he didn't apply for some girl's department, the rest of his goals would be to get something out of his bag.What he missed was an opportunity to get in close contact with a beautiful woman.It made him sad.

"If you ask me to go to that smoky place in the student union, I won't go!" The fat man stood up suddenly and angrily opened the door.Casting contemptuous glances at the three of us discussing the student union, he left with his head held high, completely forgetting that he was the one who was most enthusiastic about joining the student union at the beginning.

"No, I'm going out too." I got up too.

"What are you going to do?" The two looked at me, there was no class in the afternoon.

"The student union is in a meeting." I said with a smile.

"Damn, look at your burning buns." Ling Kong scolded,

"If you find a beautiful woman, remember to find out her name, class, age, and preferably measurements, and then come back to see me."

"Department of Literature and Art, there must be the most beauties." I smiled ambiguously.

"That's right! Why didn't I think of it! Damn it!" Ling Kong slammed his fist on the table, "A wise man has a lot of worries, and he has a loss!" He looked up to the sky and sighed, and I ran out the door with a smile.

It is undeniable that I didn't care about joining the student union at first, but when I saw the dejected and furious appearance of these three guys after losing the election, I was secretly refreshed.Suddenly, there seemed to be a feeling of superiority, which I did not expect at first.It turns out that when you do something that no one else has, even if it's just because you had a little luck.

The meeting of the student union is still held in that media room.All the members of the student union participated, and there were many strange faces.From it, I found that many boys are trying to look at our group of freshmen who have just joined the club.To be precise, it's a girl.I couldn't help laughing secretly, it seems that there are quite a few people who join the student union with the same ideals as Ling Kong.

The meeting will be hosted by the judge who talked the most during the audition.I now know that he is the chairman of our student union.Maybe because he thought everyone should know his name, he didn't introduce himself, so I still can't get his name.

The meeting went rather dull.I never dreamed that we, a group of people of the same age who are almost the same age, would get together to do such a boring thing.And the attitude of most people is still so serious, although I don't know if it is true or not.I quickly fell asleep during the chairman's speech with correct accent and cadence.

When I woke up, someone was pushing me.

"Student, why are you asleep?"

I looked up suddenly and found that the meeting was still in progress, but everyone was looking at me.Standing on the stage was still the chairman, looking very dissatisfied, his eyes were almost questioning.

"No way, the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked!" I replied.

My speech caused silence in the classroom again, but this time no one snickered, but after two seconds, everyone laughed together.Everyone knows me, the boy who was directly selected by the minister of literature and art in the audition.

And our minister sits in the front row.At this moment, he also turned around, smiled at me, and stretched out his hand to make a "V" gesture.

☆、Chapter 5

After joining the student union, my life has not changed in any way.This is exactly as I expected. What is the result of doing something without any purpose?

When it came to Ling Kong, his love affair had already begun to fall into crisis before the end of September.Maybe it's because Ling Kong's love affair has attracted too much attention, just like love affairs that have been exposed too much by gossip media can't last long.During the National Day holiday, when other men and women were competing to consolidate their love, Ling Kong stayed in the dormitory for seven days, and when he went to class after seven days, the two classmates were already strangers.

Fatty spent two hours earnestly telling Ling Kong how unreasonable it was to do so, brother and meaningless!He actually refused to tell us the inside story of the breakup.I also deeply thought it was right, but when the fat man was talking about it, I didn't help or agree, because I found that Ling Kong had already fallen asleep at this time.

The awakened Ling Kong continued his normal life, and he couldn't find a trace of broken love on him. When he met his ex-lover occasionally, I admired his nod without trace but maintained his demeanor.Because of this nod, you would never have guessed that Ling Kong had such an intimate relationship with this girl.

Why Ling Kong broke up with that girl is still a mystery.

And time continued to stride forward, and it was already winter in a blink of an eye.

This kind of wet and cold weather is something I can't adapt to for a while.Drilling in the back cavity every day is like being soaked in water, and often my legs wake up in the middle of the night like two popsicles.I was looking forward to the sun to let me dry my quilt, but unfortunately the sky did not come true, the weather was overcast for several days, and it was kindness that the sky did not rain.

What's even more hateful is that the dormitory is cut off at night, even if there are equipment such as electric blankets, they are useless.The bone-chilling cold seriously affected my sleep quality, every day at seven or eight o'clock in the morning* the bed was a little warm.This trace of heat is what I pursue every day and night, and it makes me feel very nostalgic.In the spirit of cherishing what is in front of me and grasping the present, I started to carry this warmth in my arms every day, and lay down until I was willing.

I envy Ling Kong, in such a cold weather, his fiery pursuit of women has not diminished in the slightest.One night, Fatty and I opened a small stove on the second floor of the school cafeteria to prepare for a teeth-beating ceremony, and then saw a familiar figure in the distance, leading a girl floating in the sky.

"Volley!" the fat man yelled.When Ling Kong saw us, he immediately walked towards us hand in hand with the girl.

"This is a classmate in my dormitory, and this is my girlfriend." Ling Kong smiled and introduced each of them as he sat down.

Regardless of appearance, figure, or conversation, this girl is far better than Ling Kong's ex-girlfriend, especially when the fat man asked her if she would drink, she smiled and said, "I can drink a little." He also has a crush on her.And the fat man's affection for her was even more obvious and blatant, he showed his hospitality with food and wine, and he kept talking endlessly, which made the girl giggle non-stop.Both Ling Kong and I were left alone, as if we were here to accompany our guests.

It is absolutely impossible to say that Fatty has no intention of stealing love.But with such naked disregard for brotherhood, Ling Kong was obviously caught off guard.In this case, of course, the meal would not last too long. Before the dishes were ready, Ling Kong beckoned him to leave.And I was quite disdainful of Fatty's behavior, so I didn't raise any objection to Ling Kong's unreasonable request, and the meal broke up unhappy.

I went to see the girl off in the sky, and I walked with the fat man.

"Look at how stingy Ling Kong is, why don't you just chat with his girlfriend for a few words, and then give me a fucking face, who does he think he is!" the fat man scolded.I giggled.

"She's just his girlfriend now, so he treats her as his own? We can't even say a word, it's too fucking outrageous." The fat man continued.I then giggled.

"Do you think so!" The fat man insisted on my opinion.

I said, "If you're not happy, let's not talk about it. What do you want?"

"Damn, why should I listen to him!" the fat man yelled.

"Why, why do you still want to grab it?" I tested Fatty's intentions in a joking tone.

"Of course it was impossible, after all, she is my brother's woman. But now I see him like that, I really have this idea!" said the fat man.

I sneer.This is how fat people do things. No matter what, he will find a reason to convince himself, and spread this reason to others.Let others know: he is not doing this wishful thinking, but is driven by reasons that must be done.Whether the reason is right or wrong, it is a reason, or an excuse.The fat man kept looking at me, and I knew he was waiting for me to agree with him for a reason.

"Are you full?" I asked him.The fat man was startled, and immediately scolded: "Look at that kid's stinky face all night, how can he have an appetite to eat, he's full!" This is also the ability of the fat man, as long as he doesn't wait to see someone, he can find pens from all angles. Reasons to criticize the opponent.

"Then you go back first, I'm going to buy something to eat outside the school, I'm not full." I patted him.

Before the fat man could react, I had already waved to him and left quickly.

I'm actually not hungry. When the fat man is courting me at the dinner table, and Ling Qi is very angry, I can only eat to kill my loneliness.I just don't want to listen to the fat man's babbling anymore.Maybe he has a point too, but either way, I don't agree with him.

Going out from the north gate is the busiest street around the school, filled with all kinds of small businesses, hawkers and small shops, food and clothing, as long as college students need it, almost everything can be found here.I just wanted to go around and go back later so I wouldn't have to face the fat man alone.

There are many students on the street, and everyone has their own purpose when walking on the road, but what about me?I seem to be killing time just for the sheer sake of it.My eyes swept across the crowd, and suddenly, I saw a familiar figure.

Kunzi!And there was a girl beside him, and their hands were tightly intertwined.

☆、Chapter 6

I can no longer express in words the shock that this scene brought to me. Even the 911/[-] incident is far less shocking than it was.For this reason, I even did something dehumanizing: I followed behind the two, wanting to see what happened.

Stalker, voyeurism.These two nasty terms kept flickering in my mind, but they were smashed to pieces by my strong curiosity.Kunzi led the girl and walked slowly along the street, and I also slowed down helplessly.A man and a woman walking at a constant speed holding hands like this is a beautiful picture no matter how you look at it.And a thin, long-haired boy like me is alone, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a mentally disturbed literary youth.I felt strange gazes from the side of the street, and quickly turned up my collar to block my face.

The two did not go far, and soon stopped in front of a wonton shop.At this point I was close enough to hear what they were saying.I watched the two walk into the shop. Kunzi raised a finger to the boss and said, "A bowl of wontons."

The boss nodded, and the girl followed up and added: "Put more parsley."

The two sat side by side behind a long table, and the steaming wontons were quickly placed in front of them.Hiding behind the mist rising from the bowl, Kunzi's expression became blurred.For a moment, I forgot that a stalker should