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Just as a memorial to the lost love, let this sweet but failed love be known to the world!

After Xiaomu figured it out, he smiled bitterly: "My lover and I met at the airport, got to know each other in high school, fell in love in college, and finally got married after graduation, and it ended half a year ago."

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In just one sentence, half of his life is told. Every sentence is simple, but every sentence is full of sadness, which makes people feel regretful and cherish it...

Speaking of which, how many relationships in college can be successful? Most of them are about falling in love in college and ending after graduation.

Ten years ago, Xiaomu was in the third year of high school. He was a real good boy in the circle of rich second-generations, and he was also the child of other people's families.

Everything went smoothly until that day when he and his classmates made an appointment to go out and play, and everything changed.

That day, he was running to the airport in a hurry because he was late, and he collided with a tall boy who was also running in a hurry.

Both of them were knocked to the ground by inertia, dizzy with pain, and didn't know who was responsible.

The two got up and apologized to each other, and then ran towards the ticket gate again.

After getting on the plane, Xiaomu found that the person sitting next to him was the boy just now.

"Why is it you?"

Obviously he also recognized Xiaomu, the two smiled at each other and sat together.

It took three hours to reach the destination, and the boy showed his potential to be a social bull.

And Xiaomu has always been a good boy, so he is naturally a good listener, and occasionally he would agree with a few words, which greatly encouraged the boy's interest.

He extended his right hand and raised his chin towards Xiaomu: "My name is Liu Junjie, nice to meet you."

Maybe the sun was too dazzling that day, or maybe his smile was too contagious, Xiaomu, who was always not good at diplomacy, also extended his hand to shake his hand, and said with a smile: "My name is Wu Mu, nice to meet you!"

The two looked at each other and laughed.

Young people don't know what they are laughing at, anyway, they are very happy in their hearts.

After the conversation, both of them were surprised that their destination was the same place, so they were together the whole time.

One is talkative and the other is good at listening, and they spent this holiday harmoniously and happily.

On the first day of school, Xiaomu came to his class as usual and sat down. Then the head teacher came in, followed by a boy in casual clothes.

The moment he raised his head, Xiaomu was stunned: "Liu Junjie?"

At the same time, he seemed to have a sense of his heart and looked over. Xiaomu didn't have time to withdraw his gaze and accidentally bumped into his sight, deep and indifferent and obscure.

At that moment, Xiaomu had an illusion that this was not the person he knew!

Later, with the teacher's introduction, Xiaomu knew that illusions were illusions after all, and this person was really someone he knew.

Liu Junjie!

But why was he so different from before, and why did he transfer to his school?

He was full of questions and looked up at him introducing himself on the podium.

His words and deeds were still so attractive! But he was no longer the sunny boy!

"Okay, everyone should get along well in the future." The head teacher said the summary and pointed in a direction casually, "Liu Junjie, you go sit over there for the time being!"

However, the person did not follow the teacher's instructions, but walked towards Xiaomu's direction,

"Classmate, can you change seats?"

Xiaomu's deskmate was a flower maniac. When the handsome man came into close contact, his cheeks flushed. He nodded without thinking: "Yeah. Can we get to know each other?" The girl stretched out a white and tender little hand,

but did not get a response from the other party at all. The girl felt a little disappointed, picked up her schoolbag and moved away obediently. Xiaomu looked at her stunned deskmate and had reason to suspect that she was hypnotized.

In this way, Xiaomu and Liu Junjie became deskmates. During the break, Xiaomu asked the question in his heart: "Why did you come to this school, and why do you seem to have changed?"

Liu Junjie smiled and passed it over. Xiaomu stared at him, knowing that he was not telling the truth, but did not ask again.

Everyone has their own secrets! When he wants to say it, he will say it. If he doesn't want to say it, no matter how much you coerce and lure, he still knows nothing!

But in the days that followed, he was no longer the Fu Juncheng of that day, lacking vitality and more gloomy.

Xiaomu didn't know what happened to him, but felt that he needed him, so when he was in school, as long as Fu Juncheng was alone,

he would accompany him, even if the two of them didn't say a word, just sitting quietly like this, they would never feel embarrassed.

Time is like water, and soon it was the day of the college entrance examination. They agreed to take the exam in the same university and continue their friendship as classmates.

On the day of the answer check, the scores of the two were almost the same. If they applied to the same university, they would definitely be admitted at the same time.

When the admission letters came, as expected, they were both admitted. Xiaomu liked literature, and Liu Junjie studied finance.

After the start of the school, the colleges of the two were close to each other, which greatly facilitated their communication.

Everything went smoothly, like a lake, calm and without waves, but sometimes there would be a little ripples, but it would not cause any waves.

When Xiaomu thought that his college life would go smoothly, an accident happened.

Liu Junjie was beaten up while working part-time at a bar, but the person who beat him up was a rich and powerful person. Xiaomu knew that Liu Junjie couldn't afford to offend him, so he stood up.

He had always been low-key, but for the first time he moved out of his family and forced the man to apologize and compensate for the medical expenses with his family background.

I thought Liu Junjie would ask him when he knew, but after arriving at the hospital, he didn't ask anything and continued to live the same as before, but later he came to Xiaomu less and less.

And the time he appeared in various part-time places increased accordingly.

Xiaomu guessed that he might have encountered setbacks in life and wanted to tell Liu Junjie that he could help him, but he knew that Liu Junjie was a person with strong self-esteem and never dared to mention it.

Half a semester passed like this, and during the summer vacation of the junior year, the two did not meet, as if they had been erased from each other's lives.

Xiaomu held a mobile phone every night and wanted to send text messages to Liu Junjie, but every time he finished typing, he would delete them one by one, and then put the phone on the bedside table and slowly count the time to fall asleep.

In the last semester, Liu Junjie appeared again, and on Xiaomu's birthday.

It was raining heavily that day. Xiaomu had just hung up the congratulatory phone call from his parents and replied to the people who sent congratulations on WeChat.

Suddenly, a familiar male voice came from the window.

"Xiaomu, happy birthday!"

For some reason, the person he had thought about for so long appeared again. It should have been a happy day, but Xiaomu's nose was sore and tears flowed out uncontrollably.

He didn't care whether it would rain or whether he would get sick. He just ran out in his pajamas.

He stood in front of Liu Junjie, just looking at him quietly, without saying a word.