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I compensated Wu Jiakun with a meal of Pizza Hut, but when it comes to compensation, I unconsciously think of Qiao Yaying.The knight almost kissed her that day. Anyone could see that it was an ambiguous relationship between a boy and a girl who were not satisfied with lovers, but one of them was cut off by me... I almost felt a little bit ashamed of being a mistress.

When I mentioned this to the knight, he only said that he would take care of it himself, so I don't have to worry about it.When I continued to question him, he just smiled and stopped talking.

Many years later, I met Qiao Yaying in Hong Kong, and it was she who brought this up.I didn't even dare to think of the knight's name, because he and I were no longer lovers, and the breakup was not a peaceful and easy breakup. It was said that I was abandoned, and I never came out.

She spoke in a very relaxed tone, even a little self-deprecating, as if she was talking about other people's funny stories.It's a completely chic attitude, and I really don't care.

I always remember Qiao Yaying's appearance clearly. She was dressed in the capable attire of a professional woman, and there were inevitably some signs of aging on her face.Women probably don't like getting old, and she's not immune.So she always presses the corners of her eyes and rolls her eyes when she laughs, deluding herself that it will prevent wrinkles.But rolling her eyes seemed to have squeezed the skin on her forehead, which might deepen the wrinkles on her forehead.

Such a not-so-beautiful woman made me feel her charm for the first time, and it was even a little unbelievable, because Qiao Yaying in my memory was a thin paper figure, a piece of white, without any lively colors.

In high school, she was a beautiful girl like a white swan, and that's all. I can't think of other adjectives besides beautiful.Later, I still couldn't think of words to define her, but it was because of "rich" rather than "thin", as if it was very impolite to label her.So I became friends with her after we had known each other for almost ten years.

Of course, it is also possible that she was already a "rich" person when she was sixteen or seventeen, but I was blinded by the relationship of "rival in love".

We sat at the bar and drank some wine, she was not drunk, she was a little red in the face.I said sorry to her without thinking, she brushed her big wavy hair, and asked me funny: "I'm sorry for what?" She reacted for a while before she understood, and suddenly realized "ah" , smiled and clapped his hands a few times, "Because of the knight?"

I took a sip of wine to express my acquiescence.

She shook her head, with a sense of the vicissitudes of a middle-aged person recalling the past when she was young: "It's all about the age, who needs your apology."

She raised her head and looked at me: "But my first love was miserable enough. I never thought about the kind of relationship you have at the time. Didn't I almost kiss the knight that day, if it wasn't because of your sudden appearance." Said Up to this point, she still pretended to be angry and glared at me. She was a little excited, twisted on the high stool, and changed to a comfortable sitting position, "I have been waiting for him to confess to me, the girl's heart is beating and beating. Ground, full of pink bubbles. As a result, he left me for a few days but came to me and said—” She imitated the tone of the knight, “I’m sorry, I don’t have that kind of meaning for you, I didn’t think about it that day I understand, I apologize if I hurt you."

Qiao Yaying spread her hands together and made an unbelievable expression: "I was thinking--what the hell? Are you fucking kidding me?"

We laughed together, she patted the bar, and continued: "I just thought who is this? He is a scum, playing with my feelings! At that time, I really wanted to slap him twice, although I was embarrassed Let's do it..." She picked up the wine glass, frowned and thought for a while, "I remember I didn't talk to him for a semester, and then I went to the liberal arts class again, so I didn't have a chance to communicate with him." She picked He raised his eyebrows, "It's cheap for you."

I smiled at her, and she asked for another glass of wine: "Thanks to you, I can keep this as a fun thing for the rest of my life." She looked up and took a sip of the wine, and glanced at me: "But don't you I take myself too seriously, this matter only occupies such a small part of my relationship history." She raised her hand and pinched her fingertips, "Now you are still pulling it out to say sorry to me, what the hell? It seems that I still have a crush on him. Let me tell you, no one but you treats him as a treasure." She said warningly, "And I'm not single now, I have a good relationship with my family. , let him think I'm cheating on my mind!"

Having said that, in short, my relationship with the knight was very smooth in high school, as if thrown into a vacuum ideal environment, without any resistance.

I am even secretly happy because we are of the same sex, and the bonus of brotherhood, I can make some intimate actions towards him unscrupulously, although he will always try his best to avoid it, but I don’t know how to give up, I can always call I took some advantage.Because it doesn't matter if someone sees it, it will only be treated as a joke. I don't know how much more convenient it is than a heterosexual couple!

And he and I were obviously dating in public, everyone was looking at us, but no one could understand us and enter our world.As if me and him were the only two different people in the world, that was meant to be together.

This kind of "independent sense of being observed" can make me feel a kind of secret stimulation, which is really addictive.

Once when playing dodgeball in physical education class, he and I were both in the dodge camp.The thrower stood in a circle around us.The people inside were running around, all busy dodging the ball.On a whim, I pretended to rush towards him in order to avoid it, and put his shoulders to block him in front of me.I put my head into the crescent of his neck and dared to kiss him.He should have sensed my breath and quickly dodged away.After dodging my kisses, he gave me a warning frown.Immediately afterwards, I was hit by the ball, pretending to sigh regretfully, and ran to the sidelines.Although I didn't get to kiss him, I felt the adrenaline rush, so excited that I was flushed, breathless, and scalp tingling.

Happiness is happiness, but there is also something that makes me uncomfortable, that is, he insists on living on campus.I thought he was living on campus just because we were dealing with freezing point expediency, so it was completely unnecessary now.But he refused to agree to my request to go home and live anyway, because the journey to and from school was too time-consuming.Anyone who listens knows this is an excuse, I just think he doesn't like me being too clingy to him.

After being with him, I really don't know how to control myself, I think about him all the time, and I don't like to be separated from him for a second.When I get along with him, I always use hands and feet, as if there is something special about him that hooks my soul, and I even have a tendency to grow into him.

I think that a person must receive a certain amount of care in his life, which can be excessive, but not short.Because if it is missing, you will be looking for it everywhere in your life, and you will be reduced to a sloppy look of picking up rags.My container is almost empty, and my parents owe me everything, and I want to make up for it from the knight.

He is not willing to go home to live, so I plan to move to the school, but I can only wait until the next semester to live, because the holiday is less than half a month away.

So for the last few weeks of this semester, I've been scratching my head in anticipation of winter break.He has to go home after the holiday, and it’s just me and him every day. Whenever I think of this, I can’t help laughing.So Wu Jiakun said that I looked more and more dumbfounded, always giggling for no reason.