pig like age

After my sister and Xiao left again, the family returned to calm.For the whole spring of that year, I spent almost all my time in the library with Fu Chunlei, nothing special happened.In particular, the final thesis and defense of my senior year were arranged in full swing. I didn't even play basketball anymore, and just focused on studying.

Occasionally, I would get together with Liu Jiayang, and he would not mention Su Yubin in front of me with a wink.After Gao Huijie's gossip disappeared, he didn't even mention the goddess much.

After the dissertation defense, the graduation season soon ushered in.

When the cicadas were singing in the early summer of the year again, we went back to school one after another to take graduation photos.The farewell is imminent, riding the warm summer wind on the campus, but it is extremely sad.For me, who goes home every day, the melancholy is a little less, but those students who have lived here for four years can feel sad for a long time holding a poplar tree.

Graduation, to avoid the inevitable parting.At that time, I always felt that graduation was still far away, and I always thought it was a long time. However, after I really graduated, everyone around me went their separate ways, only to realize that when I turned around, it was a period of youth.

That day, I took a group photo with Qiu Menghan, who I hadn’t seen for a long time, and Wang Yilin, as well as the old guys from the debate club, the buddies and sisters who often play together, everyone gathered together to freeze youth in front of the camera.Look at it thin, but full of endless sentimentality.

When I was about to leave, someone patted me on the shoulder.

Yao Ye showed two pear holes, smiled and shook the camera in his hand.

I seem to have an illusion, as if I went back to two years ago, she came out wearing clogs, and the sound of kicking and tapping echoed in the corridor.Under the incandescent lamp, it is white and clean, slim and graceful.It was still an autumn, and her smile was enough to light up the most gloomy and sad days in autumn, and it also illuminated my heart.

I took a photo with her in a daze, and she said, "I heard you are going to take the postgraduate entrance examination?"

"Yes."

"Why do you want to be admitted to Shanghai?"

Does she know so much about me?I have some doubts.Seeing that I didn't answer, she asked again: "Is there any special reason?"

I couldn't help but ask, "Why do you suddenly care about me?"

"We're going to separate soon, can't we just care about you?"

My hair is already very long, but she has half-length and medium-length hair.Her facial features were originally pretty, but now that her hair fell on her shoulders, it made her look even more beautiful.In my mind, I imagined how she would be the boss in the future, and it seemed to be very similar.

Yes, we are about to part, and it is hard to say goodbye.Any hatred, resentment, ignorance, or hatred will all be wiped out at this time.

"Xi Xiaochen, you remember one thing." Her eyes sparkled.

"Huh?" I frowned, often she even called me by my first name, which gave me a bad feeling.

"A breakup without breaking up is not considered a real breakup." The voice trembled a little coldly.

I was dumbfounded, and then a surge of anger rose in my heart for no reason: "Yao Ye, is it interesting for you to say this now!"

"Interesting. There will be a long time to come, and I will prove it to you."

I admit that the little favor I had for her just now is gone now.She is still the autocratic, domineering, and unreasonable Miss Qianjin and Chairman Yao!They came here specifically to make fun of us grassroots.

I couldn't help feeling resentful in my heart: "What do you want to prove?"

"Prove that I am better than Ji Shuyu." The voice was not loud but firm.

Shock flashed in my heart, and I felt so unreasonable: "You still think that our problem lies with Ji Shuyu?"

She smiled slightly: "Isn't it? Don't tell me about your sister's love, you know her influence on you well. Xi Xiaochen, I can't solve this problem now, but when I become stronger, I will I'll take back what's mine."

"So you treat me as a thing instead of a person." I was calmed down by her anger.I knew she was paranoid, but I didn't expect to be so paranoid.

"What I'm talking about is my self-confidence and dignity. You, it's another matter."

"Why should I say otherwise?"

Yao Ye's eyes showed deep emotion, and a layer of tears slowly emerged in his eyes: "Xiaochen, I have never loved anyone like you. In order not to see you, in order not to soften my heart, my hair is almost boiled It’s white.” She picked out a section of hair to show me, and said to me: “When I become a strong person and can control the fate of myself and the people around me, I will make you fall in love with me again.” After finishing speaking, Gently exhaled: "Leave it to time."

"Yao Ye!" Someone called her from a distance, and she gave me another deep look, then turned and walked in the direction of the person.

Staring at her back, I felt a sudden pain in my heart, is it unreasonable?It's really unreasonable.But if the object is her, it doesn't seem so difficult to understand.She has a strong temper, and she is not willing to let our relationship die like that.So I resented my inability to control this feeling, my biased faults, and blamed it all on my sister.In her life dictionary, the word "defeat" probably doesn't exist.

Later, I met many successful people, and they seemed to have similar qualities: being strong, not admitting defeat, persistent and even paranoid.What they believe, even if others think it is wrong, they will continue to do it until they finally succeed or fail.

Yao Ye will be the one who will take over the entire business empire in the future. Even though I didn't know what the future holds at that time, I still have a vague feeling that her "differentness", if I think about it from another angle, will surely make her a success.

To make a long story short, after the postgraduate entrance examination syllabus came out, I started to usher in the real preparation for the exam.

It was really a war of self-attrition without gunpowder.I am not the kind of extremely gifted student, and I still have a certain degree of self-knowledge about myself. I think my IQ is at most above average, but the university I want to take is "211" and "985". Top-ranked schools.So I can only work hard and work harder than others to have hope.

Summer went to autumn, and in a blink of an eye, it was time to apply for the exam.I applied for the school I wanted.Every day, I go to the postgraduate entrance examination class with Fu Chunlei.She applied to Peking University and was under a lot of pressure.In order to save time, we all ate three meals in the cafeteria of the postgraduate entrance examination class. During that time, I seldom even saw my parents.

Mais heard that I was going to take the postgraduate entrance examination, and she decided to give it a try even though she was not very concerned about her future.Just in time for the registration deadline to cram myself in.

"Where did you report?"

"Shanghai Foreign Language."

"No way, you are also admitted to Shanghai? I am a goddess, why are you?" In order to eliminate her thoughts about me, I have already told her about my crush on the goddess.After she was disheartened, she did not know when she started talking about online dating, but it also allowed me to fulfill my long-cherished wish and become a real good friend with her.

She said, "For you." Seeing that my face had changed, she smiled triumphantly and said, "Just kidding. I'm a lesbian, and I don't want to come out. After thinking about it, the only way to get away from them is to stay away from them." Get freedom. In fact, it doesn’t matter whether you go to Shanghai or other places. It’s just that you go to Shanghai for the exam, and I will go with you, so we can have a companion.”

"But what about that person you met online? I remember she seems to be in Guangzhou?" She has been playing a game called Dota, and met a chick in it, with a nice voice.She said that when she heard the voice, she wanted to throw each other down, so the two developed into an online relationship.On the one hand, I feel that I am not the only one who is voice-controlled, and I am not the only one who falls into online dating. In fact, everyone is similar, and there is no difference; on the other hand, I am secretly glad that Mais did not hear the voice of the goddess. Mais is a veritable beauty, unlike me, who has to be well groomed to be reborn.If she pursues the goddess, she may not know who the goddess will choose.

Speaking of the goddess, I realized that I haven't left a message for her for a while.

It's not that she has no contact with me at all. She will never reply to me when I say something about love between children to her, but if I ask her for advice on questions I don't understand, she will usually give me answers and answers the next day. problem-solving process.This shows that she usually goes to see that button, so I will tell her jokes, or talk nonsense about my daily mood, and sometimes I miss her in a hurry, and I will write some love poems to her.

I know she will definitely see it, and as time goes by, I don't care if she returns to me or not.

Recently, I have been doing problems every day so that I have no love in my life. I forgot to say hello to her early and report late.

Mais was still babbling and telling me how she and that chick on the Internet died in sight. I took out my phone, took a photo of Mais, and sent it to the goddess.

I don't know why I did this, maybe I'm bored at this time, and I feel like I have to say something to her, but I have nothing to say, and I won't reply anyway, it's just sad, so why not send some daily photos.It is absolutely impossible to post a photo of yourself, but posting a Mais beauty looks pleasing to the eye.

Mais was still talking, the phone vibrated.

I lazily glanced at my phone, then opened my eyes wide——

I saw that ten thousand-year-old ice that couldn’t be covered no matter how hard I covered it, and the goddess whose head was a hazy photo of a Japanese actress, after half a year in the sun, finally said something human, no, it was one word:

Who?

I was so shocked that my phone knocked on the table, I didn't know what to do!

Mais squinted at my phone and turned his face on the spot: "Why don't you post your own photo!"

As soon as I changed my mind, I exclaimed: "God, she doesn't think it's me?"

"You look like me, are you at a disadvantage?" Mais squinted at me.

"Oh, you don't know! Last time she got angry with me because of Binzi, and she ignored me for more than half a year. Now I suddenly send a photo of a beautiful woman, what should she do if she misunderstands?" The more I think about it, the more flustered and regretful I become: "Why did I take your picture, me!"

Mais rolled his eyes: "You are a little nervous."