Chapter 18 Chapter 17

We good friends have always liked to talk about Shen Jiayi. As long as a group of us are abandoned together, Shen Jiayi's recent situation or everyone's pursuit of memories in the past will be rewound, confirming and repairing each other from each other's memories.Shen Jiayi, but our common youth. Late summer of 2004. I, Ahe, Xu Bochun, Liao Yinghong, Lai Yanxiang and others planned to go to Hualien for a boating vacation together. Unexpectedly, we encountered heavy rain brought by the tail of the typhoon.We had no choice but to get off the bus, change our itinerary, and take a bus to Beitou to play mahjong and soak in hot springs. We stayed at the hotel for three consecutive days.

Mahjong was playing, and we unconsciously talked about Shen Jiayi. "My God, we're talking about Jiayi again!" Liao Yinghong shook his head, thinking it was funny. "Seriously, why were you so confident that you could catch up with Shen Jiayi?" Xu Bochun looked at me, hesitating which card to play. "Ke Teng is like this, unreasonably confident." Ah He lay on the bed and watched TV. "Actually, I was studying the photos of me and Shen Jiayi all day long, wondering if we have a husband and wife face. I am super looking forward to it. If there is, wouldn't it be invincible? Even fate is on my side. "I smile.

"What's the conclusion? Is there any?" Liao Yinghong threw out a card. "No." I picked my nose. "Ha." Ah He sneered. "However, love can be forced, can't it?" I said casually, humming. At the end of the speech, everyone laughed, leaning forward and backward. No, there are a hundred ways to lose love, and there are a hundred ways to get close to love. Copying my own author's preface here: Chances are, love is the most uncontrollable variable in life, which is what makes it so intoxicating. But what is love?When someone tries to tell you the answer to the age-old question, it's just something he's experienced, or a sad gesture of seduction.

Love is the epitome of many people's lives.The answers are romantic and crazy; some are unforgettable and some are gently touched; there are life and death promises, and there are repeated betrayals; The answers everyone is looking for are different because each soul is unique. Everyone finds a different answer in the end, because love requires luck. Before the age of twenty, I firmly believed that hard work can get any love.How naive. After the age of twenty, I realized that most love is doomed from the very beginning.The vast majority of people will rate the opposite sex as a "chance of love" in their subconscious first impression, and set the tone from then on.

But in addition to luck, there is more effort to fill in love, full of the luster and smell of sweat and tears. That's why the gesture of love is so moving. No one can define your love for you. Horoscope experts to die. Q&A columnist dies. All caring demons who are desperately trying to tell you when to be in a relationship and when not to be in a relationship, die. Be brave and believe in your sense of smell, let's talk about a youthful love! The days of high school were full, except for tutoring, I stayed in school almost every night to study. On weekends and holidays, Shen Jiayi occasionally goes to the cultural center to study for a change of environment.After I knew about it, I developed the habit of queuing up at the gate of the cultural center early in the morning to grab a seat for the K book.We exchanged exam papers, shared notes on common subjects, and played monthly exam bets again and again.

Before she knew it, Shen Jiayi's sister was admitted to university and went to study in Taipei.From then on, when I stayed in school to study at night, I paid more attention to Shen Jiayi who was alone. In another summer, we went to the second Faithful Action Children’s Buddhist Summer Camp. This time I did not serve as a team assistant, but went to work as a handyman washing dishes and distributing dishes.Li Fengming, who was born in the same year, the same month, and the same day as me, is also responsible for helping everyone wash the dishes with me. He fell in love with Shuhui, the girl who washed the dishes with us, and became the first of our group of friends. Girlfriend jerk.

Then, another summer passed. We have already gambled to the mock exam with a smile, and came to the conscientious third year of senior high school. Under the brilliance of love and hard work, my academic performance has always been in the top 30 in the school.But because my talent for reading has been burned to the limit, I gradually realized that I will never be able to advance to the top ten in the school (unless the top 20 transfer at the same time), which also means that I cannot be admitted to Tzu Chi Medical Department as Shen Jiayi said .It doesn't matter, since it's not that material, I will change to the "Industrial Design" department of Chengda University as the main goal of my efforts.

After a year of planning to purge rivals in love, I confirmed that the main opponent is only Ahe. "Seriously, do you think you really won Ah He?" Xu Bochun sat in front of the machine, boxing bravely. "Why did you lose?" I desperately smashed the buttons and issued a comet fist. "As far as I know, Ah He's sister will help him with ideas, such as buying birthday gifts, or how to talk to girls, etc. It sounds very reliable." Xu Bochun also smashed the buttons desperately. Two video game characters are fighting fiercely on the screen. "Yeah, compared to Ah and that sister who understands girls very well, my military advisor Xu Bochun is just a fart." I frowned, watching my character being beaten into the air in an instant.But there is a calculation in my heart.

That's right, fighting alone is very bold, but the price of failure is too high for me to bear.Compared with losing wildly, it is better to use the layout of the sky and the earth to win. After returning home by bicycle that night, I mustered up the courage to write a letter to Shen Jiayi's sister, affixed a stamp and mailed it to the department of the university where Shen sister studied. I hope to get information and help from Sister Shen. "What's so great about my rival having a sister to help me, I'm fucking blessed by Shen Jiayi's sister!" I took a deep breath and threw the letter into the mailbox.

I pray that my sincerity will work, and at the very least, Sister Shen will not go to inform me, saying that I secretly asked her to be a military adviser. This is not enough. I made a phone call and approached Shen Jiayi and Ye Enxuan, a good friend from my country's middle age, who was studying in the fifth college in Chiayi. I was desperate to make Ye Enxuan swear to be my eyes and ears, and to reveal Shen Jiayi's unspoken thoughts to me. Give me. "It's ok, but...it seems like I'm doing something wrong to Shen Jiayi." Ye Enxuan was distressed. "What are you sorry for? How can I be sorry? In short, whether Shen Jiayi likes me or not is none of your business, and I didn't ask you to speak for me. Do you think Shen Jiayi is the kind who likes me more if you flatter me? Is it a girl?"

"Then what should I do?" Ye Enxuan seemed helpless. "It's just that, just give me some more private messages from Shen Jiayi, and I can do the rest myself!" I laughed out loud, and on the other end of the phone, I clenched my palms that were covered in cold sweat. A week later, Sister Shen wrote back, and the content made me very happy. "I can't tell my sister who she should like, but I appreciate your confession. You are welcome to write to me often. Come on!" Sister Shen said so, making my hand holding the letter full of energy. In this way, I had the help of two military advisers who were very close to Shen Jiayi's thoughts, and gradually learned from these reports that the role I occupy in Shen Jiayi's heart is quite special. The side of the word "like". But, it is special.Special that cannot be clearly defined. I want a little more, a little more. "It seems feasible to let Jiayi know that I have a special liking for her?" I muttered to myself, on the balcony, looking at the night sky cut into several pieces by the antenna. There is no real timetable for liking someone, let the person you like know your heart, and there is no way to talk about the most suitable time. Think about it, relying on constantly recording the topics that can be chatted in the notebook, I have been talking on the phone with Shen Jiayi for longer and longer, and it has been so long that we can chat for three or four hours.Three or four hours!This level of tacit understanding in chatting should imply that I should be able to... be more special than special? This time, let's put aside the treacherous and calculating arrangements and rely on intuition. I looked at the lyrics record in my notebook, the songs I wrote for Shen Jiayi were about to pour out. On my high school graduation trip, I went to Kenting.It's been the same every year, nothing new. On the first day of the party, the school rented out the auditorium of the Kenting Youth Activity Center. Every class can sign up to sing and perform on stage. Roll call is required, so no one dares to run out of the auditorium for a night tour without authorization. Hundreds of people are all packed together. , listening to the song in a depressed mood. This is very good, the more people there are, the more tempered I am. "Ke Teng, you have to think clearly." Xu Bochun was suspicious and couldn't help reminding me. "Oh?" I patted my face.Slap your face hard. "If you do this, you will be like Liao Yinghong, Xie Mengxue, Ahe and others." Xu Bochun stared at me. "Just pretend I can't hold back. I'm the kind of bastard who likes someone and wants the whole world to know." I raised my arms and cheered myself up. I took out the lyrics that had been photocopied in advance, and distributed it to the twenty or so boys in the class who had already mastered the song "I'll Still Think of You Everyday", urging everyone to come on stage.Everyone was ignorant, and when they came back to their senses, they all stood around the microphone and waited for my instructions. In a circular auditorium similar to the Roman Colosseum, the host was waiting for me to speak, and all the third-year and third-year students in the audience looked at me.I frowned, took a deep breath, and catalyzed my innate self-confidence to its peak. I found Shen Jiayi who was sitting under the stage, and looked past her in a vague way. "Now, I want to give a song I wrote to the girl I like very much. I hope that one day after many years, she will still remember that once, there was such a boy who did such a thing, because very, very I like her." I patted the stunned male students around me and said, "Let's get started, my loyal servants!" There was an inexplicable commotion in the audience.We started singing in chorus, replacing the blank background score with jagged rhythms, and the effect was not bad. I never knew why a crazy boy like me would meet a girl as wonderful as your angel.And I don't know why you are written on both sides of the self-study, and I don't know who made me scream in the middle of the night.I miss you, I miss you, I miss you, I miss you... Shen Jiayi heard half of it, but started whispering to the girl next to her. "..." I was secretly startled. Not long after, Shen Jiayi turned and left the table, not knowing where to go.The figure that left made me speechless. ...Is this a confession failure?Because my true nature was exposed, did Shen Jiayi finally classify me as one of the group of people who "use precocious emotions to hinder her from studying"?Or is it that Shen Jiayi, who is a little shy, has no face to face such a huge firepower after all? After the meeting, before the night tour, everyone went to take a group photo with Shen Jiayi, and a group of boys who all liked Shen Jiayi leaned together and gestured for victory.Since I just made a confession that I don’t have a Daoming partner, everyone squeezed next to Shen Jiayi with their own concerns, leaving a historic picture for the camera. As for me, I only dared to stare at the camera and giggle, not daring to meet Shen Jiayi's eyes at all. flash. "Who is that song written for?" Ah He grinned as he looked at the camera and murmured in my ear. "That's right, the girl I like." I smiled and didn't take a positive answer. "Who is it?" "The Buddha said, I can't tell." "...Then, let's work hard on our own?" Ah He gestured victory. "Okay, each works hard." I picked my nose. God bless, Shen Jiayi, please don't scare me.