Chapter 3 I love sunshine - Qin Yu (3)

I love sunshine - Qin Yu (3) It was too late, past my bedtime.I am no different from a child when it comes to sleep—one is to accept the bed and go to a new place to ensure that I can’t fall asleep; the other is that I can’t even close my eyes after the time for sleeping.It is a pain in the ass to have some nasty habits. Not being able to sleep is no fun - if you haven't experienced it, I can tell you this: you have to keep turning over or you will have a nervous breakdown; when you first turn over, you think you can sleep like this For hundreds of years, in fact, within three seconds, you will feel something wrong with your whole body.Counting sheep is not a good idea - I mean, if someone tells you to count sheep when you can't sleep, don't believe him, counting sheep will kill you alive.People with insomnia have nothing to do about insomnia, so they have to close their eyes and fall asleep distractedly, accidentally frowning tightly, like a lunatic in tights.

Some phonies will put you on nightly talk shows.This method may work for Wang Haiyan, but not for me.One time, I turned on the goddamn Walkman, and for God's sake, I'll never forget that night!I listened to it for two hours, and I was more refreshed than when I first listened to it. I wanted to hit someone and vomit.There's a phony guy announcing in a heavily nasal voice to sleepless wretches all over Shanghai that he's being haunted by three girls, that he doesn't know what to do or anything.This is really disgusting, if a person is clearly taking advantage of it and still pretends to be in pain, it's disgusting.The host is a lady with a very sweet voice, and she keeps telling the man that "You can't have it both ways". I think she has a good heart, but she has nothing to do with this kind of rascal.Hey, I was sitting under the covers and listening to the man talking in a nasal voice—the three girls were either deaf or stupid if they had to hang around this nasal man.As I listened, I imagined this man huddled under the covers like me, with the phone close by, with messy hair and maybe shirtless; coffee, and worriedly called the host to say that he was suffering from insomnia, sounding as if he had never bought coffee at all; A girl came to him, and then that girl came to call him, and he couldn't bear the three girls, and at night, he felt that he was not a gentleman, and he couldn't have the three girls.This is disgusting and I hope I don't become such a phony after college.I don't listen to any night talk shows after that that make stuff like this man in batches, it's all fake.

It was really late and I couldn't sleep.When I was a child, I raised a cat, which was the most common domestic cat, with brownish-yellow fur and four snow-white paws. It slept at my feet every night, and sometimes I couldn’t sleep after bedtime. Just listen to the purring sound it makes—I always suspect that cats have lung disease, and the sound of their breathing is always dirty.The cat is long gone now.At that time, my family lived in the place where I live now, on the third floor (since I was born, my family has never moved), and only our family kept cats in the building; logically speaking, it is relatively safe to keep cats upstairs, but One day, the cat still ran away and was nowhere to be found. It was said that it was caught by a cat dealer and skinned.So, in my most unlucky time, no cat came to accompany me.My cat, I call it "Needle".

There is a person who likes to accompany me the most.It is Wang Haiyan.I kept talking and talked a lot. It seemed that I was always talking bad about her. It sounded like she was a very annoying girl, but she was not.I know she doesn't suffer from insomnia, but she likes to listen to late-night talk shows, so she's a bit of a fake.I've said things like she's bombastic, but she's really nice.I've never told anyone about her before, probably because I was embarrassed-no one can say such things, who can judge a girl they like?Not to buy a pound of bananas.In short, if she is the person I like, she always has some advantages that others don't have--I can't tell what kind of advantages, I can never tell her advantages, I can only talk about her disadvantages.Her good points far outweigh her bad points.

She doesn't shy away from gossiping, and often goes to our class to look for me blatantly.The girls sitting in front of me and behind me all scrambled to say to me, "She is very spiritual" - this "spirit" does not mean that she has immortal energy, but the "spirit" in Shanghai dialect "spiritual light" - often The male classmate who played together said that she always praised her for being beautiful and smart.In fact, when I didn’t like her, I probably praised her as “beautiful” in my heart. After I got close to her, somehow, let alone complimenting her on her beauty, I didn’t even think of her being beautiful. It seems that whether she is beautiful or not has nothing to do with me, and I don't know if it is because she is not beautiful or because I am weird.

It was very late and when I couldn't sleep, I never thought about Wang Haiyan.Recently, I feel annoyed, she is getting more and more annoyed, I don't want to think about her at all, to be honest, I don't even want to see her.But when I stared at the ceiling and tossed and turned, I suddenly discovered that she and I had a very happy life.It was a very happy day, I tell you the truth. There are some things you can't explain clearly.For example, how did I come to like her? She is a popular person in school.She is also the president of the student union, and an honor student. She always sits next to the principal during meetings, and she comes first in all exams. She couldn't be better.It's a good thing I didn't know she was such a guy when I met her, otherwise I would never have known her.There is nothing wrong with people like them, but they are too eye-catching. They don't look like students, they look like the principal's bastard relatives. To be honest, they are quite annoying.She is too.Although I said that she has more advantages than disadvantages, but there are always some disadvantages.For example, probably because she is always giving speeches and reports, she is very talkative—I have also said that—her speech level is indeed wonderful, but it is a pity that such a wonderful ability is used all day long. Some potato-like fools give reports, and only talk about high-sounding bullshit; for another example, she has become a habit of winning prizes, and often donates the prizes and prizes to schools, disaster areas, Hope Projects, etc., and then raises the flag on Monday She was praised by the leader of a certain school in the past. Seriously speaking, this is not a bad thing, but no matter what, it always sounds so fake. If I didn't know her, I would definitely scold her.

Fortunately, when I met her, she didn't have so many titles for me to admire.She stood at the door of our classroom with a smile and a loud voice. She was just a girl without any procrastinating "tails". Let me think about it.It was really late, and the sound of the clock ticking was in my ears, but I didn't know what time it was.The spirit is good, but a person lays upright on the bed and dozes off, his mind is a little unclear.Let me think about it.It was the first day of school, at noon, she stood at the door and called, "Which one is Qin Yu?" Which one is Qin Yu?I am Qin Yu.When I saw this man, I didn't know him at all.I just looked at her, but she didn't know that I was that effeminate Qin Yu, after all, the whole class was looking at her.I noticed that she didn't seem to be really asking for an answer, and that if she paused between sentences, it was just a symbolic pause to show that she didn't object to being interrupted.She didn't care if she didn't know which one was Qin Yu, so she continued to shout: "Here is a letter from Qin Yu. Which one is called Qin Yu?"——she picked up the letter and glanced at it—"Qin—— Yu—"

I know I can't let her scream like this anymore.I said that I don't like my name very much. I am not happy to let her call it that way, very unhappy.So I stood up from my small seat and called her back silly: "I am, I am, I am." As I said that, I walked through those crooked desks and chairs, along the way There are always twenty pencil cases knocked over.To be honest, I was so embarrassed, she stood at the door, stared at me, and asked loudly: "Are you Qin Yu?" "I am, I am." I replied. "Qin Yu? Are you Qin Yu?" I guessed that she would not give up until she forced me to confess my girly name, so I had to admit, "Yes, I am——Qin Yu." Sometimes, I am a little embarrassed.She made me feel like a criminal.

Sure enough, as soon as she heard me explain my silly name, she handed the letter to me heartily, and said: "Your letter, Qin-Yu--" To tell you the truth, this habit of hers is very real. Not much, just dragging the tone as long as a roll of toilet paper when calling my name.I took the letter—oh, it's a sad thing to say, it was my first letter that was written to me voluntarily; The letters that came were all epistolary compositions arranged by the teacher, but they were genuine compositions and the most standard letters—the letters were written by a classmate in junior high school, and they were not very exciting.The exciting thing is, for some reason, she didn't leave in a hurry. Instead, she looked me up and down like she was watching a picture, suddenly smiled, and said to me:

"I'm Wang Haiyan, Qin—Yu—" Her self-introduction was memorable, I mean it seriously.When she said this, she didn't speak loudly like the ones before, but lowered the volume, giving people a feeling, as if she was saying this to me specifically, so that no one else could hear it, and reminded me to raise my head invisibly. The ear listens meticulously, and if it doesn't matter, speaking in this tone seems to matter.Wang Haiyan's voice is very strange: when speaking loudly, it is clear and loud, one sentence after another, you can't help but not listen if you don't want to listen; I feel that I have been listening to it for a long time.Also, she didn't say "my name is so-and-so" when she introduced herself like ordinary people, she said "I am so-and-so", as if people should know her already.

Yes, it is long overdue to know her.At the opening ceremony in the afternoon, she sat next to the dean, and all the teachers and students in the school heard her self-introduction: "Hello, teachers and classmates, I am Wang Haiyan." Yes, she is Wang Haiyan, the famous Wang Haiyan one level above me, the favorite of the school teachers, Wang Haiyan who has the right to do things that ordinary students cannot do, and Wang Haiyan, a probationary party member.This is crazy.When I knew her, I never expected that she had so many titles.This must be crazy.I'm really weird, and I found out, why should I dislike her so much for her titles?Anyway, sometimes these titles are very useful-for example, she was extremely lucky to be admitted early to the journalism department of F University.This doesn't happen every year, and she is so lucky not because she is a nice person, but because she has so many fake titles.That's pretty cool, I mean, if any guy can get into a place like F University without taking the gaokao, he's lucky as hell, of course.People like me, without a title, are unlucky all day long, and even get punished. It's really miserable. Alas, I digressed again.If a person goes off topic, he must correct it, otherwise he will never finish talking about even a trivial matter.In short, aside from those ten million titles, Wang Haiyan is really a good person.That's how I became friends with her.Why she is so nice to me, I don't know. Think about Wang Haiyan, it's really good.I'm sleepy now.I hope it's not four o'clock yet.I will sleep if I can.No matter how good Wang Haiyan is, he's starting to get annoyed, so don't think too much about it.Besides, I still haven't told my parents about the punishment today.