Why do I like football so much?

When asked what he wanted to eat, he said a self-service barbecue opposite the west gate of the school.Our dormitory has been to that family twice, and it’s okay, so of course I don’t have any complaints.

but--

It's not good to eat too much at night.

I looked at Xie Jiahe, who was sitting across from me, and really wanted to say this, but seeing him easily kill one after another, I decided to forget it.

Anyway, there is only one piece of meat on a plate, and as long as it doesn't exceed your own appetite, it's fine.

"Is it really okay if you don't go to class today?" Xie Jiahe finally ate almost, and started to finish with the small cake I brought just now.

"How do you know that I have a class today?" I was a little surprised and speechless, "Besides, it's too timely for you to ask this right now."

On what is called a competent afterthought.

He lowered his eyes and smiled embarrassedly when he heard it.The eyelashes are not long, but the arc is very clever, and it looks so thick that people want to sweep it with their fingers.

I think my eyes may suddenly look dull at this moment-his expression is a bit cute.

"You said it before. I forgot which day, and you complained to me because there is still a class on Saturday afternoon, and it feels like that day is gone." Xie Jiahe raised his eyelids again, blinked, and said calmly.

is it?

I thought about what I had talked with him, and I was surprised to find that there were so many that I couldn't even sort them out.It hasn't been many days, is the record so amazing?

"Oh, maybe." I gave up, "It's okay, it's just a computer class, and the teacher has something to do in the past two weeks, so the class has been postponed."

He tapped his fingers on the glass, picked it up and took a sip.

"By the way, the assist you made today was too handsome. I thought the ball was going to be lost, but it was passed. How could it be passed? It's amazing." Suddenly thinking of this, I His tone immediately became excited.

"Well, in fact, the main reason is that University B's level is not as high as ours, and he doesn't have enough experience," Xie Jiahe smiled, "otherwise, no matter how you defend me, at least one person should be left to watch Xin Qi, after all, he was at the time Closer to goal than I am."

Just about to say that he was too modest, he added, "Of course, I have to be strong personally, otherwise why would I have been entangled with them for so long to find a free time."

I silently swallowed what I just said and just smiled at him.Fortunately, I haven't had time to boast.

After dinner, we returned the same way.

It takes 10 minutes to walk from Ximen to the boys' dormitory.I didn't feel much before, and it will arrive soon, but today there is always a feeling that something is wrong.

I took out my phone and looked at it, it was already nine o'clock.Is it because of this?

I couldn't believe we had been eating for so long, I put the screen in front of Xie Jiahe.

"Huh? What's the matter?" He glanced at it carefully for a while, but couldn't see why.

"Isn't it only after six o'clock when we went, how did it go so fast?!" I said in surprise.

"Hey, I thought something was wrong," he breathed a sigh of relief, and then smiled, "It means you like me—eating and chatting with you, so I didn't realize it's been a long time."

Startled by his panting, I couldn't help but glared at him.

This kind of joke is not pleasant at all.

"I was wrong--"

A duet.

A couple walked towards us. At this time, the boy was smiling and saying this to the girl, just like Xie Jiahe did just now.

I'm dumbfounded.The four of us were stunned for a moment, our expressions froze.I thought it would be ridiculous to take a picture at this time.Isn’t there an absurdist literature, then let’s have an absurdist photography.

After being stunned for a moment, Xie Jiahe and the boy brushed shoulders with a smile. The girl looked at us with a smile, turned her face and punched the boy on the shoulder.

According to the principle of symmetry, should I also punch Xie Jiahe?

But I don't want to punch him.I want to punch a lot, and it would be better for him to turn into a paper man in anime, screaming and floating in the wind.

In other words, I finally know why it is so wrong to come back this way today.

The road is still the original not very spacious asphalt road, and the dim yellow light from the street lamp can barely illuminate the small area under its feet, which is better than nothing for its function.

It's nothing.

The point is that I didn't pay attention to the people on the road just now, but now I can see that almost all the people walking around are couples.Side by side, arm in arm.

What a weird atmosphere.Valentine's Day?Tanabata?

Not at all.

Whatever it is, I walked slightly to the upper right, separating a horizontal distance from Xie Jiahe.This atmosphere is really not suitable for getting too close, it will be very strange.

But inexplicably, as the distance widened, those things that I had vaguely touched but couldn't speak before all of a sudden popped up.

Xie Jiahe's jokes, the arms we both rubbed against each other from time to time due to the wobbly walk, were all stained with an unknown color at this moment, which made me shudder slightly.

I stroked the skin of my left arm with my hand, as if I could still feel Xie Jiahe's presence.

Shaking my head, I quickened my pace without saying another word.

I don’t know if he also realized something, but Xie Jiahe just cooperated with me silently and walked to Building No. [-], where my dormitory is, before saying goodbye.

Without looking at him, I quickly said goodbye and swiped my card in.It wasn't until I entered the dormitory and sat down that I realized whether I seemed to be running away just now.

I smiled wryly, I don't know why it happened like this, just during this day.

After taking a shower that seemed to exhaust all my strength, I struggled to climb into bed and fell directly on the pillow.

I buried my face in it and sniffed my breath, and I fell into a strange circle again, and my mood couldn't stop falling.

I just read about [-] pages of the plague in the morning, lying on the shelf, with my mobile phone and earphones next to my ears, but I didn’t want to do anything, and I didn’t even bother to move my fingers.

Lying on my stomach was a bit difficult to breathe, I slowly moved my head, exposing my nostrils.

At the bottom, Yue Ting was playing a game, cursing; Zhang Tao was on the bed next door, and he heard that he was on the phone with his mother; Wang Kai was still wandering outside, and in the afternoon he sent a message in the group that he should not leave him. The door is closed.

Everyone is alive.

Listening to them and the occasional sounds of people passing by in the corridor, I suddenly felt like I was in another world.

That's what bed curtains are for.

Like an enchantment, pull it up, and I become a truly independent existence.

I cry, I laugh, I do anything, as long as I don't make a sound, no one will notice.

No one will find out that I am in a state of being like meat.

Deliberately let your thoughts fly, so that it can go to any corner of the world, except where he is.

But I thought of Xie Jiahe again.

I probably can't be friends with him anymore, although I really don't want to.Don't want to be pretentious, but he's been the greatest joy I've had in a while.

That's why I reply to his WeChat at any time, and that's why I'm so active in watching his football games.

But all this is coming to an end.

It's all because I'm once again being self-indulgent and shameless.

once again...

Fortunately in misfortune, this time I can only be passionate, and I haven't had time to be shameless.

I fumbled and picked up the phone next to my ear, raised my head with force, and opened the chat window with Xie Jiahe.

-I'm sorry, I'm actually mentally ill. For the sake of our physical and mental health, let's not contact each other.

After hovering over the screen for a long time, he finally clicked send.

Then delete the friend.

He'd probably be pissed at what seemed like a really crazy, confusing line, and then ask why, only to find he'd been deleted.And then what?Pull me into the blacklist in a fit of anger?Mouth may also be chanting 'surely there is a neuropathy'.

I imagined his reaction and rubbed my forehead against the pillowcase.

At this time, my thoughts circled around and returned to the original point: how could it become like this in just one day?

Everything was normal before eating, I am happy to have such a good friend who gets along well without having any unreasonable thoughts, this is the most pleasant relationship, no ambiguity, no embarrassment after losing the face .

... but really not?

I compared the way I treated my friend with the way I treated him, and I began to doubt this.Then I realized that when I started comparing, starting to divide my friends into two categories, he had already proved himself different.

This is the second person. I will turn off the mute whenever I have time, so that I can see his news in time, and I will pay great attention to my words when getting along without feeling tired.

So, it's not the problem today, is it?

But either way, it's over now.

Fortunately, it's still early, I haven't been together for too long, and my reason is still controlling the overall situation.

But in the process of being ruthlessly extinguished and extinguished, another idea still stubbornly showed its head-does it have to be like this?What if this time is different?

Thinking, I turned sideways and bit the pillow cover into my mouth.

In many cases, time is like a trickle flowing out of a water pipe that is casually thrown on the ground on the construction site, without the turbulent sound of a big river gushing out, without the ticking sound of water droplets falling, just quietly passing by.Unknowingly, you looked down at the soaked ground and realized: You have come so far.

Unfortunately, I closed my eyes and couldn't see anything. I could only feel the liquid flowing out of my closed eyes drop by drop.

Obviously there is not much connection, but I suddenly thought of the hourglass.The sand falls at a constant speed and can be used for timing, but what about tears?Subconsciously, I held my breath, trying to check the speed of the tears.

But probably because of a distraction in my thoughts, the tears flowed more and more slowly, and gradually stopped coming out.

I didn't expect desertion to have such an effect, I was a little dumbfounded.

Well, I didn't want to cry at all.Because if someone deletes their WeChat, it will be a mess. If this kind of thing happens again, I reckon I can change to wearing skirts in the future.

Eh?Will it be cool in summer?

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I went to bed too early last night and forgot to post it, thank you for those who are still watching

mwah(?????)??