Chapter 8 Chapter 7 No longer at the same table

In high school, she studied literature and I studied theory.It's not that I don't want to secretly change it to Xuewen, it's because my parents have lost trust in me, and they decided to go to the Academic Affairs Office in person. The director of the Academic Affairs Office is an uncle in his fifties.Our school's middle and high schools do not have separate schools, so Chen Yang and I often saw him on campus and greeted him several times. I probably saw the reason why I applied for the attached high school. The director teased me: "You have a good vision." However, the director also thought that I was more suitable for academics, and he was refusing to let go of my study of literature, so Chen Yang and I could not break up again. to a class.

"You can't be in the same class, but the same school is not bad." Chen Yang squinted his eyes and smiled brightly, "Yang Jie, we still have to be together in college." "Okay." I stretched out my little finger, vigorously, "Let's pull the hook." At that time, we were still very simple, and we always felt that life was under control, and we could easily reach our goals as long as we kept moving forward.I comforted myself that it doesn't matter if I can't be in the same class, I can still go to the same university in the future and stay together for a lifetime.

Thinking about it now, it's ridiculously simple. Like many of us, we all felt like adults when we got to high school.The agitation of adolescence is like a pulsating note, either low and confused, or wildly joyful.Regardless of the maturity of the mind, everyone feels that they are unique and different. People begin to realize the difference in gender, and often become restrained and uneasy in front of the opposite sex; some people dress up intentionally or unintentionally, like a peacock spreading its tail to attract the other party. Chen Yang had his ears pierced and earrings, his hair was straightened and dyed brown, his nails were painted with nail polish, his mouth was painted with lip gloss, and his glasses were replaced with invisible ones.She often skips school pants, replacing them with skinny jeans that accentuate her curves.

She is a beautiful girl herself, and many boys in elementary and junior high schools have pursued her.In high school, she became even more popular. Many hot people noticed her as soon as school started, and she was among the top ten flowers in the first grade selected by the boring boys in the school. After dressing up, Chen Yang became more and more eye-catching, but this did not affect our friendship, we still often stay together. From time to time, a boy from this class or another class came to me to inquire about my relationship with her. When he learned that we were ordinary friends, he asked me to send flowers and love letters with a smile on his face.

Whenever this happens, although I don't show it on the face, I don't want to mention how depressed I am in my heart.I know that my jealousy is a bit outrageous, and I also know that I can't hide Chen Yang like a treasure from others, but I just can't be reconciled.But the most hateful thing is that I don't even have the courage to refuse them! I helped reluctantly, falsely and artificially. The first gift was a love letter folded into the shape of a "heart", and Chen Yang put it in his trouser pocket without saying a word. The second time I gave chocolates, Chen Yang said, Yang Jie, you sent them over even though you knew I didn't like chocolates, and returned them to me.

The third time, facing the roses sent, Chen Yang simply didn’t bother to pick them up, and said with a look of contempt: “Yang Jie, are you running errands? I won’t like boys who dare not even confess directly.” !" At that time, I only felt that my face was hot, as if I had been slapped in the face.I wanted to yell at her: "Chen Yang, can you stop dressing so fancy? Many people are talking about you behind your back." But when the words reached my lips, they turned into a silent sigh. After a long time, after my emotions gradually calmed down, I said: "Chen Yang, let's stop dressing so fancy, okay?"

Looking back on the past now, even I can't help but spurn myself. If I could be a little braver, a little more brave, hey... Poplar trees are planted on both sides of the sidewalk of our school. When the branches are in full bloom, the whole sky is green.But now it is autumn, the leaves have begun to fall, and the leaden sky gradually looks like a bald middle-aged man. Chen Yang habitually backed away on the road with his hands behind his back, looked at me with his mouth pursed and eyes squinted, and proudly raised his neck: "Do you think I'm pretty?" What a confident and bright girl!

My face suddenly became hot, and my gaze shifted to the side of the road, not daring to look at her, I faltered: "Beautiful...beautiful." "Then why can't I dress up beautifully?" Chen Yang turned around and jumped up and down, nonchalantly, "I don't care about you because women want to please themselves. I just like myself beautiful." This girl... I was rendered speechless by her rebuttal, and simply gave up on myself: "Anyway, you just love to be beautiful!" "You are stinky, you are blind!" Realizing the possibility of my retaliation, Chen Yang hurriedly changed his words, "No, you have a loss of sense of smell and prejudice. I smell good all over, how can I be called stinky?!"

Chen Yang's small appearance with fried hair is very interesting. Seeing her bulging cheeks, the depression in my heart also eased a lot, and I subconsciously complained about her: "Narcissism." I walked with her on campus.The campus is very big, but after all, there is an end, we went around and around. The wind picked up, and the wind blew the remaining leaves down again, and one of them floated in front of Chen Yang. She reached out and caught it, and turned to me and asked, "Do you think the leaving of the leaves is the pursuit of the wind or the tree's unwillingness to retain?"

Because he had never experienced ups and downs, Chen Yang couldn't say sad words in a sad tone, which sounded like a simple question.I babbled with her: "It's the weather getting colder." Chen Yang ignored me. After a while, he seemed to think of something, and called me solemnly: "By the way, Yang Jie." "Ok?" She bit her lips: "don't send me things for others in the future. I want to focus on my studies now." Biting his lips was a manifestation of Chen Yang's inner anxiety and discomfort.It can be seen that being pursued by many people did not make her happy, but caused trouble.Don't say I'm gloomy, anyone who sees that the person he likes doesn't like others, is happy in his heart.But why do I have a trace of sadness?Is it because she rejected me in disguise?

I replied sadly, "Okay."