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The grades I got in the entrance exam gave me some hope in my studies. In addition, the knight gave me tutoring during the winter vacation. I am no longer in the state of being blinded in class. I can listen to many knowledge points for seven Seven or eight.Therefore, I was greatly encouraged, thinking that I might be a talented person, at least not hopeless, so I really put on the posture of studying hard.

In the past, Wu Jiakun and I didn't attend lectures, so we happened to join a table to chat.Now that I rebelled first, I was worried that he would disturb me, but he didn't seem to care, instead he was focused on other things and didn't have time to talk to me.

Wu Jiakun seemed to be possessed, holding his mobile phone all day long, and showing a silly smile from time to time.After my observation, he usually does two things - chatting on QQ or watching movies.

These are really two strange things. First, he hates typing very much. I have never seen him chatting with anyone so passionately on QQ. Second, I have never heard of him having a hobby of watching movies. It's an English movie, and he personally told me that "every time I hear a foreign devil talk, my head hurts." What's the difference between this and looking for abuse?

I was so curious that I couldn't help asking him.It turned out that he was playing games during the winter vacation, and he was matched with a girl. The girl thought that he was very skilled, and he called "Great God" every bite with great enthusiasm, so he took her to play a game during the winter vacation.The two got acquainted, so they added QQ, and they were having a lively chat.

In Wu Jiakun's words: "Brother is in love."

I can't understand at all: "Have you met?"

He shook his head, they didn't even know what each other looked like.

"Then how can you be in love?"

Wu Jiakun grinned, smiling like a spring breeze, with a pair of dimples: "Why not? We can chat very well, like old friends who have known each other for a long time. I like her, and she likes me too."

I still can't accept it, I always feel that love should be like me and the knight, we should meet every day.How can it be considered love if you can't even touch it, and you can't even kiss it?

Wu Jiakun snorted and said I was superficial.He showed a state of longing, as if he wanted to express some high opinion: "When you fall in love, you are looking for a soul mate. You can't like someone because of his appearance, right? Can't the two of you have something in common to talk about?" .”

He watches English movies just to create common topics.That girl likes Brad Pitt. For love, he endured foreign devils chanting scriptures and found all of Pitt's movies.

While replying to the message, he said: "You have more experience than me in this area. How do you get along with him? It must be just chatting."

No, we don't chat... I couldn't say that, so I had to fool around with a couple of laughs, and ended the topic.

Hearing what Wu Jiakun said, my heart beat.

What he said made sense, it seems that falling in love should be two like-minded people, getting together to talk about life ideals and common hobbies, otherwise this phrase can't be called "falling in love", it just needs to talk.

However, looking back on the way I got along with the knight, kissing and physical contact accounted for most of it. As for what topics we talked about, I can't remember at all.

Compared with Wu Jiakun's love affair, mine seems extraordinarily erotic... Isn't it a bit unhealthy?

I don't think this is a sustainable state, and a "common topic" must be established.

So I immediately took out my phone and sent him a message - what book are you reading recently?

It didn't take long to get a reply - our ancestors

I thought he was testing my knowledge of biology and replied - monkey?

After thinking about it, I felt wrong—gorilla?

——Peking Man?

— Paramecium?

--do not know

I rushed to send the past five, and he replied with a row of ellipses and said - the name of the book is "Our Ancestors"

In embarrassment, I turned off my phone, fell down on the table and pretended to be dead.

This made me realize that I had never faced up to the gap between us, and this gap is obviously not a small ditch, but the scale of a big river.Our conversations were all wrong, as if he was standing on the south bank of the river shouting, and I was standing on the north bank listening, I could only hear it hazily, I never really understood what he meant, but I still smiled and didn’t understand pretend to understand.

I was so happy after being with him, and I went blindly happy, throwing all the problems that were not so happy into the rapids, thinking that being washed away would disappear forever.Who knew that they drifted around and then came back to my eyes, got stuck in the crevices of the rocks, and laughed at me arrogantly.

He ran too much in front of me, and I was not qualified to tell him to wait in place or turn back, so I could only speed up and chase forward.I'm afraid that if he runs farther away, he will meet better people, and he will be too lazy to look back at me by then.

So I immediately bought a copy of "Our Ancestors" and gnawed on it.I really don't like reading, I feel bored.I was yawning all over the place, reading it as if I hadn’t read it, and I didn’t even know what I wrote.It took me three or four days to swallow the first article, and I couldn't wait to show him.

One day after school, I took him to stay in the classroom and didn't go to the cafeteria to eat.While their class was gone, I sat at a table in the first row, and he stood in front of me leaning against the multimedia cabinet on the podium.

I pretended to inadvertently mention the book I read recently, saying that I thought it was very good, retelling the plot of the story in a mess, and telling a few details that I could remember, in short, I said everything I remembered.

He smiled at me the whole time without saying a word.When I finished babbling, he said softly: "Then what did you read?"

"Just what I said..." I knew that I was only playing the role of a poor-quality repeater, so I hesitated for a long time and couldn't explain why.

I propped my hands on the edge of the table, hung my head, and watched my feet dangling, feeling uncomfortable.

He tilted his head and met my eyes from below: "You read that book because I was reading it?"

I turned my head to avoid his gaze.

He touched my head: "If you can't read it, don't read it."

I felt a sense of anxiety in my heart, took a deep breath, looked at him, probably made a bitter and bitter expression, and spoke indistinctly in my mouth: "I just want... I want to be with you You have something in common."

He looked at me with a smile, it was a very calm smile, which could make people feel at ease.He suddenly turned his head and glanced outside, then took a step towards me, raised his arms, I sat on the desk and was embraced by him, startled, and muttered: "Someone will come back later... ..."

His chin rubbed against my shoulder, and he patted my back: "It's okay, I'm watching."

I buried my head into his shoulder socket, as if I found a comfortable place to stay, wanted to get all my troubles out of my body, and whispered: "I think you are so nice, I'm afraid I will be left behind by you..."

"So you just learn from me? Do what I do and you do it?" A gust of air slowly blew across the back of my neck, and he continued, "Don't do this, don't do this, if you become me, how can I like it? you?"

My heart stopped beating, this is the first time he said he likes me.

"I'm not a narcissist, I don't like a copy of myself. You are you, do what you like. Don't change because of me, and don't change yourself because of other people in the future."

He helped me up, put the palm of his right hand against my cheek, and rubbed his thumb twice.

My nose was sore, and I rolled my eyes for a long time before I didn't shed tears.

"Then I won't study."

"This is not possible." He said firmly.

Just do what I like to do...