silent me, silent us

Summer is over, winter is over, spring has come and gone, sophomore year.

The class has moved to the third floor, the classmates are all familiar faces, the new cooperative has opened and there are special drinks, and the annual student union president election is about to begin... Other than that, nothing has changed.

The concern for Ye Guang still remained unshakable.

And he was still watching him silently.

He doesn't know if he has to keep seeing graduation until he sees it and can't see it anymore. He only knows that he doesn't want to break the current state of balance.

It's just that Xu Qizhang didn't think at the time that even if he didn't make any changes, someone else would disrupt the balance.

The circle of high school students is so small, and the girls in their class love Ye Guang so much, even if they don't approach him and try to ignore their own feelings, whether they want to or not, they still have news about Ye Guang every day.

I don't know if such convenience is good or not...

Xu Qizhang fell asleep on the table, closed his eyes but couldn't close his ears.

At the end of the class meeting, the girls in the back seat started Ye Guang's seminar again.

"Hey, look at this picture. I heard that Ye Guang is running for the student council president this time!"

"I want to vote for him! Huh? Why does that body odor inscription also exist! Likes and dislikes!"

"I don't know, let's make a mess, let me see that the other person is... Liu Xiaohua, the monitor of Class [-]!"

Speaking of this, the girls in the back seat all exclaimed, as if the plot was well-established, it was exactly the same.

The school belle of class three... who is it?Xu Qizhang had no impression at all.

"Hey, that lady must have run for Ye Guang! Otherwise, how could she do such a troublesome thing!"

For Ye Guang?Hearing the key words, Xu Qizhang opened his eyes stuffed in his arms.

"That shameless woman! Even if she is upright, she can't use such despicable means!"

"Ah...Actually, when I went to the bathroom just now, I heard Liu Xiaohua..."

"what did she say?"

The women concentrated on the central point of their voices, while Xu Qizhang straightened up and leaned back with his English textbook.

"She said...she wanted to confess to Ye Guang, and she also said that Ye Guang would definitely agree..."

"Where does she get the confidence..."

After that, the laughter and cursing of the girls in the back seat could no longer reach Xu Qizhang's ears.

As if separated by a glass, the surrounding sounds became muffled, and the vision became distorted.

The monitor of the third class wanted to tell Ye Advertisement, and said confidently that they would definitely be together.

Suddenly, there was a liquid in his mind, Xu Qizhang stood up with a bang, and walked quickly in the direction of the first class.

When he arrived at the door of class one, he didn't see Ye Guang, and Xu Qizhang calmed down when he was asked who he was looking for by the students in class one.

Who is he looking for?What is he here for?

What does he want to do?

He paused in his steps, took a breath, said it was okay, turned around and left class one, just as the class bell rang, he returned to his seat.

In the next class, he didn't listen to a word.

He knew that Ye Guang didn't have a girlfriend, and he had never heard of anyone in school confessing to him.

It was an unwritten tacit understanding, and it was also because Ye Guang had a strong impression of "can only be seen from a distance". Besides, in this era, no one would dare to do aimless confession, so even though everyone was thinking about Ye Guang, he still Still a popular idol.

The idols of the masses never belong to anyone.

So Xu Qizhang never thought that Ye Guang would walk alone with someone one day.

Or maybe it was the part he deliberately suppressed, as long as he pretended that Ye Guang would not belong to anyone, he would feel better and feel more at ease, and then continued to avoid the anxiety in his heart, thinking that as long as he survived this period of time, he would definitely be happy in the future. will gradually fade away.His eyes will no longer be obsessed with chasing Ye Guang, nor will he think of Ye Guang according to the three meals a day, nor will he think of his occasional lonely expression when composing lyrics and music.

Liu Xiaohua's speech was like a sharp blade cutting through all illusions.

Why was that girl so confident that Ye Guang would definitely be with her?

When Xu Qizhang deliberately went around to see Liu Xiaohua in the third class after school, his heart seemed to be pinched tightly, and even his airway constricted.

One could tell that she was a lady from a rich family. She had pretty short hair, a delicate necklace reflecting light on her collarbone, and a bright and sweet smile. Everything was beautiful, but her laughter was like a needle, which hurt him so much.

She's rich, she's beautiful, and she's a girl.

She is very good and suitable for Ye Guang.

Just thinking that it was this girl who made Ye Guang's lonely expression disappear, Xu Qizhang's heart would throb violently.

He thought, that was the heartache condensed for a year.

"Hey... Ah Chi, Zhang is acting weird today, listen to his songs." Pointing to Xu Qizhang in the corner of the backstage, the drummer frowned.

"What's so strange? Doesn't he always open his voice before the official performance?" Ah Jian didn't care about tidying up his complicated reggae hairstyle in front of the mirror.

"No, he's singing "ILOVEYOU Hopeless"?"

"Clam?"

...the September wind is blowing, how can it be cold to the bottom of my heart?

Hope becomes hopeless and decides my whole life

ILOVEYOU is hopeless, you are willing to be this person

There is no way to fight and no way to let me go

ILOVEYOU is hopeless, I am this person

There is nothing around me, only the thoughts of you accompany me every day

After gently singing the lyrics that I have memorized by heart, I sang it today with special emotion. Sure enough, only after experiencing certain things can the song be sung with emotion, so ironic... Xu Qizhang is dressed in black, sitting on the small black sofa like The whole person melted into it.

Looking out of focus at my electric guitar leaning against the wall, I felt dizzy, chest tight, and wanted to shout, but suddenly realized that I couldn't even vent my emotions when I was about to go on stage.

I thought of Ye Guang again.

Ye Guang smiled.

The elegant Ye Guang.

Lonely Ye Guang.

Who does Ye Guang belong to?

It was an urge to destroy everything.

With sour eyes, Xu Qizhang gritted his teeth, stood up suddenly, grabbed the guitar by the wall and wanted to throw it to the ground.

Fortunately, Ah Jian and the others found out immediately and stopped him.

Even they don't know that people who usually eat light food are crazy when they say they are crazy... Seeing Xu Qizhang sit down with his face covered, breathing shallow and fast, Ah Jian and the drummer exchanged glances, not knowing what to do.

The ghost hit the wall for a year, so it turns out that caring like that is called liking.

When Xu Qizhang finally figured it out, he still couldn't do anything.