The happy life of living with the best school girl

Chapter 164 - The Secret of the School Belle - Diary

I made a phone call to Chuchu, and suddenly I didn't know what to say after the call was connected.

Chu Chu said: "Su Tong...you don't need to say anything, I know everything."

I was silent for a long time, thought a lot, and finally said only one sentence.I said, "Are you... okay?"

Chuchu said: "I'm fine, you don't have to worry....Actually, you don't have to feel guilty about me, really."

"Chuchu, I..."

"Su Tong, can you not speak, just like this, let me listen to your breathing. Wait for me to count to three, and then you hang up the phone."

"……it is good……"

"one."

"two."

"three."

……

"Why don't you hang up, Su Tong?"

"I...I want you to hang up first." Chuchu, actually I know what you think, you don't want me to hear the "beep" sound after the phone hangs up.You once told me that you would always be disappointed when you heard such a voice, as if something was missing in your heart.Let me tell you, this is because the sudden loneliness makes people feel empty.So, I always ask you to hang up first after every call.

"Su Tong, this time...can you hang up first?" Chu Chu said softly.

"neat……"

"Just this once, okay?"

"Okay." I finally agreed to her.

After hanging up the phone, I lay down on the bed with my eyes closed, feeling ashamed all the time.

Received a text message from Chu Chu.She said: Su Tong, love is a bird without wings, but it can fly very high.One day, when I saw your shadow printed on the ground, I suddenly worried that you would fall, so I wanted to help you install real wings.Now that you finally have wings, I can never see you again, but I know you can fly more safely.Heh~~~I'm so happy to see you like this.So please don't feel guilty about me, I did it voluntarily for you.

I stared at this long text message in a daze.I asked myself, what is the love of our children?But meeting love at this time, in addition to leaving a clear pain, keeps our sense of touch always sharp.And the friends around us have become witnesses to each other's youth, experiencing sorrow together, dancing and joy together.All of this may never happen again.

The next day, I woke up very late.Lying on the bed staring at the ceiling in a daze, I looked at the white wall in a trance and felt a few figures appearing on it, as if I had seen a shadow puppet show when I was a child.I wonder if there is one named Su Tong among those figures, or Zhuo Ying and Long Lei?Then their names flashed one by one like a silent movie. In the silent space, the black and white picture was like scattered Chinese characters popping out on a blank A4 paper. The extremely fast speed made the names displayed clearly but blurred.This movie was so monotonous, but we never got tired of it unconsciously.

For a moment, the faces of Zhuo Ying and Shangguan Yan suddenly appeared in my mind, and their faces quickly overlapped and exchanged, and then turned into strange faces.Why do you think so?I'm baffled by my own thoughts.

get up.gargle.wash your face.

I grinned my teeth in the mirror and put on a satisfied smile. I used this smile to say goodbye to Zhuo Ying, and then came back to get drunk.I think so.

It's time to wake Zhuo Ying up, I don't know if she packed up her things when she went home last night?

Knocked on the door of her room, but no one answered.I pushed the door lightly, and the door opened without resistance.

"Xiang Zhuoying..." I said, and then I saw that there was no one in the room.

I walked into the room and saw a note on the desk.

Stinky Sutong, I lied to you. In fact, I am taking the train tonight.I think it will be the next morning when you see this note!Hehe... I'm sorry, please forgive me for leaving without saying goodbye. ...I don't know how to tell you why, or how to explain things to you.But I think you will understand after reading the log in my mailbox.We may not meet again in the future, so I decided to show you.Well, without further ado, let’s turn on the computer and look at the logs.Please watch them in chronological order!The password is your birthday.

The signature is Zhuo Ying.

Zhuo Ying's Diary 200 Date: September 9, 2* Finally decided to rent a house outside.Living in the school is really too noisy. Although Sasha and the others try to keep quiet, I still feel noisy and can't calm down.I think it's my personality that determines what I am like.

I remember when I was a child, my dad accidentally locked me in the room and left. I spent a whole day playing with building blocks in it alone. When they found me, I was thinking about building a house or a bridge?

Then I got sick.I often like to be alone, looking at the gray sky and white walls.I didn't think about anything, but I saw a kitten coming out of the wall, and it said it was playing hide-and-seek with me.This is my disease, the doctor said this disease is called autism.My mother said that it was all her fault that I was like this. If she had paid more attention to me and accompanied me more, maybe I would not have this disease.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with this kind of disease. Girls, quietness is the only way to look quiet! o(∩_∩)o... I always comfort my mother like this, she just shed tears silently after hearing this, feeling sorry for me!I really want to tell her that her daughter has grown up, and there is no need to worry about minor illnesses!But I haven't been able to say it, I can only cheer for myself in my heart!Hi, come on! !
Published at 22:36 Private Diary|Category: Notepad—Mood Story 200 Date: September 9, 5* Today I rented two rooms outside. I originally wanted to rent all three rooms, but that one has been rented out Someone else rented it.I heard from my aunt that he was a boy. I wonder if he likes to be quiet?But this has nothing to do with me. In the future, we better not interfere with each other, otherwise this girl is not easy to mess with. :-)

After lunch, Salsa handed me two bouquets of flowers and a box of chocolates.I told her earlier that these things should never be accepted.She said that the boy who gave the flowers was so handsome and nice, so she accepted it for me.I'm not interested in these handsome guys.I swore I would only like one boy in my life.So, of course, you have to find a boy you like, otherwise you won't regret taking the medicine.

Just now I saw a prose written by a boy named Su Tong in the school newspaper. The style is very close to the article in "Floating Subway".Could it be that he wrote the book?Impossible, can our school have boys who write such good articles?I heard from Sasha that this Su Tong is a genius, and every issue of the school newspaper has his articles.Wish I could meet him, if only he wasn't a little frog! o(∩_∩)o...

Posted at 22:02Private Journal|Category: Notepad—Mood Stories

Three Dates: September 200, 9* Moved out today.

I dragged my box and a pot of cactus to my new home.Sasha asked her boyfriend to bring the heavy equipment such as computers to me in the afternoon, otherwise I really don’t know what to do. :-)

The guy who lives with me is nice, but he's a bit stupid, and it took him a long time to find the double-sided tape next to the computer.Also, his room is so messy, it seems that it will be difficult to get along with him in the future, I really hate messy boys! :-)

To my surprise, he actually asked me "what's your name, girl?"
Hehe~~ It's really rare for a boy to ask a girl's name in this language.I originally wanted to say, "The little girl is exempt from your surname Zhuo, but I don't know your son's surname"?But in order to maintain my ladylike image, I did not say so.Later, he answered a phone call and left in a hurry, maybe he was in a hurry to play basketball again.For boys like them, basketball is their girlfriend.Many people have said so. :-)

When he came back in the evening, he was actually drunk.I supported him to lie on the sofa, and he took my hand and talked a lot.He said he wanted me not to leave him, he really liked me, he said he could do anything for me, and he said that I said I would love him for the rest of my life...it's really unreasonable!I knew that the person he was talking to was actually not me, but a girl named Chuchu.Because he was always chattering and calling her name.

I think Chuchu is her girlfriend!They must have broken up, that's why he got drunk.Seeing him lying on the sofa and weeping in a low voice, I feel that he is quite pitiful.

I remember that Sasha once told me: boys are like this, they look strong on the outside, but they are actually very fragile on the inside.I laughed at her nonsense at the time, but now it seems that what she said really made sense.

Posted at 22:54Private Journal|Category: Notepad—Mood Stories

200. Date: September 9, 9* I found out his name today, and it turned out to be Su Tong.Oh my God, he is the genius in our school!

Unexpectedly, a talented person will also lose love. If Sasha knows this, she will definitely feel a lot of emotion again.What do you say that handsome men are in power in the street, but talented people have nowhere to go? In ancient times, there was Tang Bohu who sold himself to bury his father, but now there is Su Tong who is drunk and injured!It's so epic!

But this girl has a good heart and won't hit people like Sasha.So for the sake of his talent, this girl suggested that he accompany me to the supermarket—in fact, I accompanied him.According to the famous saying in Salsa Love Book: the sun is gone, there is still the moon; the moon is gone, there are still stars; the boyfriend is gone, and there is still food.I accompany him to buy enough food, hoping to make up for the wounds in his love, otherwise my painstaking efforts will be in vain. :-)

But this genius is quite eloquent, and he actually said that I am illiterate, which makes people very angry! !It will make him feel good to let me catch him one day, hehe~~ I just read an article in "Floating Subway", and I really like a sentence in it.He said: "When we were young, we were always very humble. We were so humble that we fell into a speck of dust, and a snow-white lotus flower bloomed; when we were young, we were always easily hurt, and we were so sensitive that the gentle wind would make us burst into tears. Therefore, Grown-ups call us children."

I wonder if this Su Tong and the Su Tong next door are the same person?How could he write such words?Reading his articles is like stepping on ice with bare feet. The biting cold and sadness melt into every word, which makes people fascinated.Perhaps, it is because he has experienced too much that he is so sad!
Posted at 22:19Private Journal|Category: Notepad—Mood Stories

200. Date: September 9, 11* Today Sasha asked me to go shopping with her on the condition that she would tell me a secret.Originally, I knew all her little secrets by heart, but seeing the ambiguity hidden under her weird smile, I guess the secret she is going to tell this time must be related to what I asked her to investigate last night.

Sure enough, after blackmailing and exploiting me for a cup of ice cream, she revealed the so-called secret.

Sasha said: "Zhuo Ying, what will happen when the school beauty meets the talented man?"

I know she's teasing me again, this little girl, if she has nothing to do, she can entertain me and make fun of me.

I told her, "This Su Tong is not that Su Tong."

As a result, she knocked on my head before she finished speaking, "It's wrong, it's wrong, this Su Tong is that Su Tong, and that talented man is this talented man. A young girl with a spring heart lives with the idol she has always admired."

After listening to her words, I actually forgot to knock her on the head back and was stunned.God, strange things happen every year, especially this year.This boy was first a wit in our school, then the wit fell out of love, and finally he turned out to be the person I've always wanted to meet.

how is this possible?This is not true at all, but his dull crying that night still resembles just now.

I wondered if Sasha was deliberately teasing me, but she even investigated his living habits and friends around him clearly, so it seemed unnecessary to lie to me.

I suddenly wanted to know about this boy, why did he write the book "Floating Subway"?What have you been through?Now when I write this diary, he is in the next room, what is he doing?
Posted at 21:36Private Journal|Category: Notepad—Mood Stories

200 Date: September 9, 15* I've been watching him since the moment I knew he was the one I'd always wanted to see.

Su Tong, a very strange boy.Dirty clothes are thrown around, and they seem to exist on the sofa, in the bucket, and on his bed; he likes drinking Nescafe coffee, eating instant noodles, and walking around the room with a pair of slippers; Tapping on the keyboard and don't know what you're writing?
Judging by the music coming from his room, he should like silence as much as I do.

I have been thinking these days, how can he write such melancholy words when he looks so sunny?It's hard to imagine that "Floating Subway" was written by him.

Sasha said, this is called not being judged by appearances, maybe there is a gloomy heart hidden under his sunny appearance!I laughed at her not to apply her method of judging boys to him, because he is different from other boys.But I can't tell where the difference is, it's just a feeling.

He said in the article: "If missing can be addictive, then can memories be addictive? Just like a drug addict's dependence on drugs, but why do I only have the blue sky and a lonely figure in my memories, and the rest of the world? All silent."

I thought, does this mean that he had a bad childhood and suffered from autism like me?

Posted at 21:50Private Journal|Category: Notepad—Mood Stories

ps: All the answers will be slowly told in the school diary!

(End of this chapter)