Love for a limited time

Chapter 26

This is my gap, and this is where I always feel inferior in front of him.

Sometimes, the reason for your low self-esteem is not that you are not hardworking or good enough, but that the person you are comparing with, even if you struggle for ten lifetimes, you will not be able to compare.

Later, I understood that my inferiority complex at that time was more due to him, Song Junxi. At that age, when I couldn't sleep at night, I often sighed, how could he be such a lucky person.

Song Junxi is naturally applying for the science department. His physics and chemistry scores are the first in the entire school district. Even our physics teacher said that Song Junxi's personality is suitable for future research. He is calm and introverted, and he can withstand the loneliness of doing research. Knowing his family background, he will naturally inherit the family business in the future, and I feel sorry for him again and again.

Although my physics grades are not bad, but when it comes to being top-notch, there is still some distance. Although I have worked hard to study, I feel that he is extremely relaxed about my hard-earned grades.

There are really many things about Song Junxi, in the class, in the school, last time he participated in the national physics competition, I also participated in the preliminary selection of that competition, but only won the third prize in the second round, Song Junxi is the national physics competition. The first prize, the school naturally likes to rely heavily on outstanding students like this!

That night, there were only Song Junxi and I in the evening self-study class. Looking at my own book, I felt a strange feeling. I couldn’t tell what it was. Thinking that she was just a rustic country girl, she quickly shook her head and vetoed it.

He is the monitor of the class. In fact, although he looks indifferent, he is still very responsible to the class, and he is also good to his classmates. He was not good to me before, maybe because he is not familiar with him, but now he treats me equally.

When I thought about it like this, I felt at ease, otherwise I would always feel that I was scratching my heart and scratching my heart, just like eating unwashed peaches when I was a child.

At night, I was alone in the dormitory. For some reason, Song Junxi always appeared in my mind. I turned around and found that every time my insomnia was related to him.

Although I was sensible at the age of 15, I was very slow in love affairs, coupled with my inferiority complex, I never thought about these things.

The dormitory has turned off the lights, and the faint moonlight shines through the windows. I lie on the bed and start counting sheep, counting from one to a hundred. . . . .one thousand. . . .But still can't sleep.

At this time, the phone in the dormitory rang, and I was a little scared. Zhang Yanan in our dormitory likes to tell scary ghost stories, saying that she has seen horror movies, a Japanese movie called Sadako or something, and said that as long as she receives a call People will die, I was timid, now I am even more scared, I got up from the bed and sat there with the quilt in my arms, although I didn't see it very clearly, I could still accurately judge the sound from the sound Location.

The phone rang once and stopped. I was about to take a breath, but it rang again.

It wasn't until the third ring that I dared to get out of bed to answer the phone, because I suddenly wondered if my mother might be calling.

I picked it up, some distance away from my ear, and didn't dare to speak until a familiar voice came from over there: "Liu Xia!"

(End of this chapter)