Chapter 28 Twenty-two, do you know, I like you, I put you in my heart completely!

I chased after her and cried, half of her leaving, and the other half of her wearing my favorite checkered shirt.Although my grandma said that I have grown up and can no longer wear that dress, I have known the term "fashionable" since I was a child, and I know that I look good in that little shirt when I wear it as a tights. That day, only Mo Fan and I were left together.He looked at me, I looked at him, and wept together, crying until the sky and the earth turned pale, the sun and the moon dimmed. Many years later, my grandma would babble about that day when six-year-old Mo Fan and eight-year-old me cried so hard because Xi Lan left.

But now, I insist that I was crying because of my plaid shirt; while Mo Fan, who has just entered puberty, insists that he was crying because Xi Lan took away his only pair of sneakers. In fact, sometimes, some words can only be regarded as sophistry, to cover up the heartache that I don't want others to know. And I, from the moment Xi Lan was taken away, knew that there would never be another child like Xi Lan, sitting upright on the small bench next to Mo Fan, listening to me. I say one, they believe one, I say two, they believe two.I said that the hen is bigger than the earth, and the weasel is the mother of the Siberian tiger, and they will nod their heads like chickens pecking at rice, as a decree.There will never be such a pair of small hands that can be held by me. If I go east, she will go east. If I go west, she will go west. They will never say no to me.

Thinking of this, I subconsciously looked at my hand, and now it landed empty in front of me.Only the smell of soda water in the hospital bypassed my palm and dissipated far away, scattered between Mai Le's slightly furrowed brows, like a complete pain, covering the period called youth. I covered the quilt for Mai Le and said, then I will go first.If there's nothing wrong with Baichu, I'll come back to see you.Then, I thought about it, as if I was explaining, or talking to myself, bit my lips, and said, I am really worried about him, I want to kill him, and make myself ugly for a woman People, ghosts or ghosts.

Mai Le smiled and said, otherwise, you might as well confess your love tonight and tell him how much you like him.Hey, Mo Chun, for things like love, being passive may not bring you happiness, and being active may not bring you unhappiness. Ji Rongge also whispered something in my ear, with a voice that is neither yin nor yang, yes, what a good time to dig a wall, you let that kid prepare for the wedding, and then on the day of the ceremony, you poison the bride to death, and then you It justifiably replaced it.It's so cool that Ji Rongge didn't do what he wanted. That night, I did not go to the hospital to look after Xi Lan.

I am most afraid that others will play a parting scene for me in front of me. Every time I watch such a plot on TV, I will cry until my eyes are as red as peony flowers. Sometimes I can't tell whether my tears are for their lingering and faithful feelings or for my bad luck that I can't love. That night, Baichu's phone number kept jumping up on my cell phone. Fortunately, I had tuned it to silent, so I didn't encounter gang fights in the dormitory. The light from the phone screen shines on my pillow, and I look sideways at the name, bouncing, bouncing, bouncing back and forth.There is a taste of immortality.

I wonder if Baichu's attachment at this time is the same as my attachment to liking him? Or, Bai Chu and I are really similar people, we are both the kind of people who will never die.It's just that he is as expensive as silk, and I am as cheap as cattail grass. At this time, does he want to vent his sorrows with me?I still seem to be very important to him, to make him call me so sleeplessly.However, is his only purpose of making the phone call to express the sadness that he will bring to him about losing Xilan? In this world, in the same time and space, in different places, are there still girls like me who have been acting as Wangyoucaojieyuhua for those boys they like so much?

Baichu's phone number finally disappeared in the early morning light, and I, too, fell into a dream. In the dream, Baichu's eyebrows and eyes were so clear, as if she could touch her. He stood in front of me, tall and thin, like a tree full of flowers, with a bright and piercing smile, cut my heart like a blade at the moment of sight, and then carved his name vertically and horizontally, with winding strokes Snaking in the fine lines of my heart, blending into one, so my heart is reduced to his name.So, I cried, and he still smiled so brightly.His hand brushed across my delicate forehead, the curve of the corners of his lips was extremely thin, but full of a kind of natural bewitchment, he said with a smile, Mo Chun, why are you called Chun?

Yes, Baichu, I don't want to be called Mo Chun either. If I can be called Xi Lan, if I can make you look at me more, I don't live as comfortably as you imagined, so careless, careless, and strong.In fact, I am more meticulous, sensitive, and easily panicked than that girl named Xilan.If I hadn't been burdened with so many worries and pressures in life, if I didn't need to stand in front of Mo Fan as a wall to protect me from the wind and rain, then I would still speak softly, act like a baby, and smile with my mouth clenched , as shy as the dog's tail flower that cannot withstand the cold wind.I know all of these.

However, I have my life, so I have to be strong. If this kind of strength makes you feel like a thick fortress, allowing you to pour out your troubles and worries, so that you don't care about my feelings, then I would rather weather myself quickly and become a Pile up soft sand and bury you in my body, and later generations will engrave words on the soft sand of this tomb: Mo Chun's Baichu! When I woke up from this pile of messy dreams, I found that it was already daylight. I think I should go to see Mai Le, if she is fine, I will take her out of the hospital, stew her little hen every day, mend her body so that there is no trace of wound, and she will always be as complete as before. The stinky fart McLe.

While tying my hair indiscriminately, I hummed and called Qin Lan, who was in the same dormitory, and asked her to help me and Mai Le answer the roll call in class. Although Qin Lan was hit in the head by Mai Le pushing the door a few days ago, she still agreed.She poked her cucumber-shaped head mysteriously and asked me, I heard that Mai Le was hospitalized?What's up with her? I didn't even roll my eyes, so I responded lightly and said, when this woman was leading the dance, she twisted off the stage and broke her butt into four pieces. Seeing that there was nothing to inquire about, Qin Lan packed up her textbooks and rushed out of the dormitory. Before leaving, she blinked her eyes and said, "Greetings for me to the girl whose buttocks fell into four petals."After finishing speaking, I seemed to think of something, and continued to make up. By the way, Mo Chun, I heard people say that you have been in love with a handsome guy who drives a BMW recently?

I snorted twice, looked at Qin Lan's thin and delicate face, and said, Qin Lan, you won't have to worry about work after graduation, it's really good to be a paparazzi. Qin Lan slanted her mouth and said, I won't talk to you, a dishonest woman. You are not sincere at all. The sisters want to help you break the barrier of love, not to mention pulling you down! After I tidied myself up, I looked at myself in the mirror repeatedly. Just before talking to Qin Lan, I hadn't realized that my face was so perfect. I always felt that I belonged to a beauty with a small face. Comparing the cucumber face, I immediately feel that my face has become a bun? When I went downstairs, I ran into Huang Xiaoshi, she looked at me and asked, I heard that Mai Le was hospitalized?What's the matter? I opened my mouth and closed it again, and I said, it’s nothing, I just fell off while leading a dancer in a bar and hurt my ass. Huang Xiaoshi looked at me distrustingly, the corners of her beautiful eyes drooped slightly, and said, oh.But I heard Mr. Qiu said that he also heard from others that Mai Le bled a lot at that time... My heart trembled slightly, Mr. Qiu?Could it be that Huang Xiaoshi is really with him... Seeing my pensive expression, Huang Xiaoshi realized that she was just anxious to know the truth, and didn't think about what she said, so she said it, unconsciously smiled, and said, oh, I don't know Mr. Qiu well, it's just... I bowed my head and said, Mai Le is fine, don't worry.I'm going to buy her breakfast and send it to her. When I left, Huang Xiaoshi asked, Mo Chun, do you and Mai Le both hate me?After you guys became estranged from me, I didn't even have any friends.Mo Chun, I am Huang Xiaoshi, a friend of you and Mai Le, not your enemy! I stopped hesitantly, Huang Xiaoshi's voice made me unbearable, I said, don't think too much.The girl Mai Le was also fascinated for a moment, thinking that her first love was lost in your hands, that's why she was like this.She will forget.Don't worry, I'll tell her. Huang Xiaoshi wiped her eyes and said, then, Mo Chun, take good care of Mai Le.In fact, I really want to see her too... When Huang Xiaoshi said the following words, her voice almost fell into her throat, which made me feel uncomfortable. I looked at her, smiled, and said, I'm going, you go back and have a good rest.After I finished speaking, I was worried that I would be sad again, so I hurried downstairs. As a result, as soon as I got downstairs, I saw Bai Chu standing downstairs in our apartment. The lake blue shirt, against his quiet eyes, seemed very clear. Cross the sands of my heart.