Thank you for making me who I like

Chapter 5 To grow up happily and recklessly is accompanied by each other (1)
Those youthful embarrassments of the beauty school flower
姜皓
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In my junior year, the girls' dormitory building was expanded, and a group of us were placed in several spare dormitories on the top floor of the boys' dormitory. There used to be 8 people in each dormitory, but now there are 12.What was even more embarrassing was that Jiang Hanhan was among the four new roommates.

Jiang Hanhan is a celebrity in the school, known as the "School Flower with Eight Faces and Exquisite Beauty".Not only is she beautiful, she plays the piano well, and she dances well.In last year's Campus Art Festival, she performed a classic piece of "Swan Lake". The graceful and dynamic ballet pose coupled with a white and ultra-short dance skirt amazed everyone present, especially those boys who blatantly sang whistled.The boy next to me even babbled nonsensely, "This woman should only exist in the sky" and "Surely wins but there are countless in the world", which made me turn against him, but he looked serious: "Jealousness is a woman's nature. , but it is definitely not a woman's privilege. You have to allow others to tell the truth, she is prettier than you, accept the reality. Amen!" The "truth" made my face dark for a week.

Of course these Jiang Hanhans don’t know, but we know very well: the difference between a green leaf and a clump of green leaves is that a green leaf is weak, but a clump of green leaves is quite eye-catching.If a red flower blooms on the green leaf, it will be the red flower that is eye-catching.And for a girl in her prime, who would want to be a foil to others?Therefore, we quietly avoid Jiang Hanhan's beauty.

Jiang Hanhan doesn't seem to know that we are deliberately alienating her. Every time before going out, I always ask, are you going?And we smiled hypocritically, you go first, we will wait a little longer.A few times, Jiang Hanhan really sat down and waited. Seeing that the time for class was coming, we were in a hurry, but we still had to pretend to be very leisurely, playing with the Walkman, pulling and pulling the teddy bear until Jiang Hanhan While looking at the watch, he said it was too late, walked out of the dormitory for a while, and then we rushed out with a huff.

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Although we tried our best to keep the distance from Jiang Hanhan, the light of "White Swan" dimmed the vanity of "Ugly Duckling".The boys soon found out that Jiang Hanhan lived in this building, and from time to time there would be a high-pitched voice in the corridor: Jiang Hanhan, I love you!Jiang Hanhan listened too much and got used to it, as if he was at ease, doing what he should do.Everyone's hearts were tickled by an inexplicable jealousy.

One night when I came back from self-study, everyone was busy with their own things, but the boys in the dormitory in the same direction under their feet suddenly became interested, squeezed to the window, and started shouting Jiang Hanhan. He leaned forward, twisted 180 degrees with great effort, and waited for the beauty to appear with his face up.Jiang Hanhan ate melon seeds leisurely, letting those voices reverberate passionately in the night.

However, someone was uncomfortable.On the opposite side, Wang Yang closed the book with a "snap", picked up a pair of earphones and plugged his ears.Wang Yang is also a girl who is in the limelight, the president of the literary club, and she is full of talent. "Women must rely on their strength to speak" is a sentence she often hangs on her lips. I don't know if she is mocking Jiang Hanhan or hinting to everyone that she is the one with strength. .Han Qing, Wang Yang's buddy, was washing clothes when she heard the "war horn", and began to rub vigorously, causing water to splash everywhere.Juanzi on the upper bunk kept changing her sitting posture, causing the lower bunk to shake back and forth and creak... Jiang Hanhan saw the sign, got up and shook the crumbs of melon seeds, took the washbasin and walked out, let us Those who wanted to watch the excitement were somewhat disappointed.

After a while, Jiang Hanhan came back, hunched over, blushing, struggling to hold a basin full of water, and walked to the window, before we were allowed to think, "Wow—" the whole basin of water flowed like a waterfall Downstairs, there was only a scream, and there was no sound downstairs.In the dormitory, we looked at each other, and then burst into laughter.

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The water-splashing incident did not end there, and the boys downstairs started a more "vicious" act of revenge.Whether it was lunch break or night, there was a strong "earthquake" under our feet, and the sound of "dong dong dong" was endless. It was hard to imagine how those boys made their roof so wonderful.It's just that we have no intention of admiring it at all, we just want to sleep. After a few days of "shock", we all became "giant pandas", and we were even more listless in class, and we were criticized by the teacher on the sidelines several times.Wang Yang began to complain about Jiang Hanhan again: "Beautiful women are troublesome, especially beautiful women!" Jiang Hanhan was not angry, and was still eating melon seeds casually.

When the "earthquake" started again, Jiang Hanhan habitually cleaned up the debris on his body, and found a pair of exquisite red leather shoes in the suitcase under the bed.Without music, Jiang Hanhan started dancing.The light and flexible dance steps create a clear, loud and powerful rhythm.It turns out she can also tap dance!

"Sisters, let us fight together!" Seeing her pretending seriousness, I lifted the quilt and jumped up with her, but my feet were always dull.Jiang Hanhan stopped, "Look at mine." She took out a few coins from her bag, and asked for double-sided tape from Wang Yang, and Jiang Hanhan quickly stuck the coins to different parts of the soles.It really worked, and there was a loud sound under my feet.

"Who else wants to learn tap dancing?" Girls have never been able to withstand the temptation of novelty, and everyone turned over and got out of bed.Wearing self-made dancing shoes, holding her head high like Jiang Hanhan, puffing up her chest, and jumping up cracklingly, she feels like a proud princess.

That was the first time we broke the boundary between "white swan" and "ugly duckling", and followed Jiang Hanhan willingly, dancing clumsily but happily.After a few days, our dancing skills have improved a lot. Even if we fetch water or go to the bathroom, we are reluctant to take off our "dancing shoes" and jump around.

One day, when the dance was in full swing, Wang Yang suddenly asked, "Why hasn't there been any movement downstairs for several days?" Then there was another burst of laughter.Presumably, those smart boys must know that it is always a disadvantage to live under the feet of others.

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In a blink of an eye, graduation is about to happen.Everyone was running around looking for jobs, but Jiang Hanhan was flipping skirts all over the world.Unless on stage, Jiang Hanhan always dresses in jeans and a T-shirt on weekdays.We often say, Hanhan, when do you wear a skirt, let us appreciate it?This time she came for real.

On the day of the graduation party, Jiang Hanhan finally found a dress she liked.It was a light green round-neck dress with no extra embellishments, but it made her look fresh and refined, like a fairy.We are no longer stingy with our praise, and embrace Jiang Hanhan from the bottom of our hearts.

"I'm wearing this skirt for Ding Liqiang to see, you must help me to see it!" As soon as the words fell, we all opened our mouths at the same time.Ding Liqiang?The group secretary of the class next door, stuck in the crowd, seemed to have nothing special about him except for his conspicuous stature. Jiang Hanhan actually liked him?
"I have liked him for three years, and he will go to Tibet tomorrow. I don't know if we will meet again in the future. I want to confess my love to him before he leaves, so that I won't have any regrets." Jiang Han Han blushed and said in a low voice.

Everyone finally understood why so many people chased her, but she never had a boyfriend.It turns out that the love of the school belle is the same as ours, like lilacs in May, blooming quietly in the heart in a simple and fragrant way.

Ding Liqiang did not go to the party that day.Because of the long distance, he had already left by the train that day.We looked at Jiang Hanhan, she still had a smile on her face, and she couldn't find any sadness.After all, the school belle is the school belle. After leaving this one, there are still so many people waiting behind, so there will be no piercing pain.

Filling up the wine glasses, let the parting sentiment spread unscrupulously, everyone said to cherish each other, at the moment when more than a dozen wine glasses collided, the wine splashed and splashed on Jiang Hanhan's long skirt, we exclaimed, that is 1000 How much!

Jiang Hanhan smiled lightly, it's nothing, anyway, I only wear it once in my life.

We are silent.The red liquid soaked the long skirt little by little, and Jiang Hanhan's eyes were moist and crystal clear.

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Three years later, in another city, I met Wang Yang by chance.Wang Yang and Jiang Hanhan have already changed from "enemies" to close friends. For such a long time, when everyone is busy with work and life and forgets their friendship, they have always been in touch.Wang Yang told me that Jiang Hanhan went to Tibet two months after graduation. Now, she and her "prince" are married and are about to have a baby.

It's hard to imagine how the petite and frail Jiang Hanhan's skin was tanned and his face was wrinkled in the wind and sand all over the sky.It's just that at that moment, in the bustling city, a burst of warmth suddenly passed through my heart that had been numb due to survival.

After all, Jiang Hanhan is Jiang Hanhan, that handsome, brave and fearless beautiful school belle.She reaped love and realized life in a way we didn't expect.

I would like to tell you the beauty of the good days

阮瓷
I met you at the No. 14 bus stop.It was raining heavily that day, and you were holding a dark green checkered umbrella, and the rain poured down from the umbrella like a bead curtain.At that time, I just felt like I saw a ghost. Who told you to appear silently under the dim sky, and your white clothes were washed in the rain, which was very hazy.

That day I lent you a dollar, who had no change, and you got off the bus at the same station with me, and then dragged me desperately, saying that you wanted to buy me something to eat.It was too late, and I was in a hurry to go home. Finally, in your burning eyes, I reluctantly took a pen, and wrote neatly in your palm: C Middle School Second Grade (9) Bandu Pinpin.Let you "repay your favor" another day.

You nodded obediently, waved at me, turned and ran away, with your back like a fluffy kitten.I thought we would never see each other again, because there were quite a few people who borrowed change from me, and a very few said they wanted to thank me, but as soon as they heard me say "Let's do it another day", they slipped away faster than a rabbit.I thought you were the same way.

Unexpectedly, during the big class break the next day, I didn't eat breakfast and was so hungry that I had to run to the playground with my stomach in my hands, hoping to find an acquaintance for a meal.Slipping around and preparing to go back to work dejectedly, he was slapped heavily on the shoulder.

I looked back, and it was you, holding a bag of coconut bread in your hand, smiling like a spring.I hesitated for a few rounds, and finally decided decisively that filling my stomach is the best policy.But obviously you still remember the promise made that day, before I even opened my mouth, you took out the meal card and handed it to me: "Du Pinpin, thank you." Crispy noodles, when you squeeze them out, you will be dumbfounded.

You are no longer there, but your meal card is still in my hand.I stood where I was, struggling silently for a few times, and finally, without knowing your name or your class, I had to honestly plan to send the card to the lost and found office after school.I was a little bit sad when I made this decision.Because you are so good-looking, your eyes are like a piece of soft moonlight.

I think there are thousands of people in the school, and the vast sea of ​​people, how could I meet you again.

I read a sentence in a book that said: The first meeting is a coincidence, the second time is fate, and the third time...is fate.When I stumbled over to the lost and found after school to turn in that card and accidentally saw you at the school gate, those words hit me without warning and broke me.With a light smile, you walked over to me and said, "I didn't leave first on purpose during the break. The classmate said that the old class got angry in the class, so I went back to the class first." Back to you.

You put back your pockets and shrugged your shoulders carelessly: "Let's go home together! Let's drop by." You dragged me to the bus station before I could express my opinion. "Gu Xiliang, Class 2, Junior One." You stood under the stop sign for a while, and said a little unnaturally.It took me a while to realize that you were introducing yourself. You are one year younger than me, but why are you so much taller than me?I can't help being a little angry at the injustice of the Creator.I guess you didn't notice the envious and jealous eyes I cast on you, because you were silent for a while, then suddenly turned your head and said to me: "Du Pinpin, shall I wait for you to go home after school?"

I froze all of a sudden, restarted for a long time and asked in a daze: "Why... why?" I don't know what to say.

Then we became really good friends.You obediently wait for me downstairs every day after school.Sometimes when the teacher drags the class, you sneak up to see if I am still in the class.The way you lean on the railing and make faces at me from the blind spot of the teacher's gaze is so cute.Who says there is no pure friendship between opposite sexes?The person who said this must have never met a boy like you.

When I was watching "A River of Sadness", I was severely poked into tears by a passage.The book says that every girl should have such a boy in her life. He is not your boyfriend, but he occupies a small place in your heart. You would like to tell him all the beautiful things in your life. Although he might not like it.

The night after I finished reading it, I got out of school very late, and when I went home with you, it was almost dark, like a blue-black that was not well mixed.You happily described to me how a boy in your class choked the head teacher until he had nothing to say.I looked at your softly contoured side face, and said something mysteriously: "You are my existence beyond love."

You froze for a moment, then turned to look at me.I think you must have read this book, otherwise how could you laugh so meaningfully.

Friend (friend), I believe it will not end (end).I also want forever.

One is like summer, one is like autumn
Jianjia Cang Cang
Luo Qiuqiu, wearing a white shirt and a light blue skirt, pushed the bicycle into the shed.The sun was very strong, and the sweat-soaked shirt was lightly pressed against the body.This year, Luo Qiuqiu was 15 years old, and her body was growing lushly, but she hadn't noticed that growth yet, and she didn't realize that her chest had swelled like a flower because of the fit of the shirt.

At the stairs of the teaching building, a group of boys were playing around, and they noticed Luo Qiuqiu. "Hey, look, isn't that the new transfer student?" a boy shouted. "My God, is she not wearing underwear? Look at it..." a boy exclaimed.

The boys all stared at her.Luo Qiuqiu wished he could lower his head, bend his waist, shrink into a small bug, and hurried past.

But her youthful self-esteem did not allow her to make a gesture of inferiority.She took a deep breath, bit her lips, straightened her back, raised her head stubbornly, and said, "Trouble, please get out of the way." The boys laughed.Luo Qiuqiu bit her lip and confronted them silently.Suddenly, a girl rushed down like a whirlwind and yelled at the boys: "Get out of the way!" The boys were still laughing, but they automatically separated to the two sides.The girl stretched out her hand to hold Luo Qiuqiu: "These boys are boring, don't take it to heart!" The girl also said: "My name is Xia A Duo! I noticed you the first day you transferred to our class!"

After school, Xia Aduo took Luo Qiuqiu to a lingerie store on the small street behind the school, and said, "I want to give you a meaningful gift, you can't refuse it! Besides, you helped me."

Luo Qiuqiu carefully selected a printed cotton bra.Xia Aduo said, "It's so pretty!" As she spoke, she picked out another one with strawberry prints and put it in Luo Qiuqiu's schoolbag.

The orange-red sunset slanted down from the sky, Xia Aduo and Luo Qiuqiu were riding bicycles side by side, their figures were coated with a transparent brilliance.

Luo Qiuqiu asked: "When did I help you?" Xia A'Duo said: "During the second year of junior high school, the art specialty class of No. [-] Middle School enrolled students, and I didn't have enough paint, so you lent it to me."

Luo Qiuqiu also remembered.She smiled: "So it's you."

Later, Luo Qiuqiu gradually got to know Xia Aduo.She comes from a family with a notorious background, her father is not doing a good job, and her mother is notorious.She is precocious, strong, and experienced the warmth and coldness of human relationships early on, so she has always been grateful for Luo Qiuqiu's timely help at critical moments.

Luo Qiuqiu is good at studying, and she told Xia Aduo the tips of studying without hesitation; Xia Aduo is good at sports, before the 800-meter test, she practiced running with Luo Qiuqiu every day; The snacks are often packed in a lunch box and brought to Xia A'Duo; Xia A'Duo has quick hands and feet, and she helps Luo Qiuqiu to do duty and clean up together.

At that time, Fan Weiqi sang a song called "One Like Summer, One Like Autumn".They felt pleasantly surprised that this song was the best portrayal of them.They like to sing while riding on the way from school: "One of us is like summer and the other is like autumn, but we can always turn winter into spring. You drag me away from a snowstorm of love, and I will carry you to escape from a dream fracture……"

There is a boy named Wang Xirui in the next class. After meeting Xia Aduo because of a painting, he often came to see her.Xia A Duo happily accepted this new friend.Luo Qiuqiu's heart was sour, she found that she was jealous, she didn't want a certain boy to share friends with her.

She decided to keep Wang Xirui away from Xia Aduo!
She took the initiative to approach Wang Xirui.She wanted to wait for Wang Xirui to trust her, so she told Wang Xirui that she and Xia Aduo were best friends and she didn't want to be disturbed by others.

In the evening of late spring, at the intersection of camphor trees, after parting from Xia Aduo, she wandered around waiting for Wang Xirui again, and she planned to tell him today.Wang Xirui came over by bicycle, and he handed Luo Qiuqiu a scroll of paintings, saying: "This is "Little Irene", which I spent a year copying, and I give it to you." After finishing speaking, he pedaled quickly Drive away.Luo Qiuqiu was puzzled, why did he give such a precious work to himself?

The next day, on the bulletin board in front of the teaching building, there was a love letter posted, which was called "Xia A Duo" and signed "Wang Xirui". The students gathered around and talked a lot.

It is said that when Wang Xirui chased Luo Qiuqiu with the scroll in his arms, the letter fell out of the scroll and was picked up by a classmate of the same grade and posted.

Xia Aduo went up and tore off the love letter: "Wang Xirui is not my boyfriend, but a friend, but my best friend is only Luo Qiuqiu."

Xia Aduo held Luo Qiuqiu with her left hand, and handed the love letter to Wang Xirui with her right hand: "I'm sorry, Wang Xirui. There is no room for a third person in my friendship with Luo Qiuqiu."

Girls at that time did not know how to love. In their pure and small world, the girl who grew up with them was more precious than any boy in the world.

(End of this chapter)