Refrigerator (attack) x lazy guy who feels good about himself (suffer)
Gong waited for Shou to start to understand little by little. Shou Bao thought it was the dodge that he liked first.
When they were seven years old, they were enemies fighting each other in the mud pit. When they were seventeen years old, they were "superficial brothers" who were classmates and roommates.
One day in my sophomore year of high school, I was suddenly informed that the person who had moved out had moved back.
He also stayed in the room next to his own.
The first rule of cohabitation is the three no-nos that someone plastered on the door with a cold face.
On the first day of the "reunion", Liang Wangchun's first impression was that this person was a BKing.
The next day, we were arranged to be at the same table.
Classmate Liang was speechless, leaning on the back of his chair with the pen on his ear, thinking about life.
I can't stop fate when it comes.
He hid if he couldn't afford to offend him. Liang Wangchun packed his luggage and submitted the accommodation application form, but his mother laughed and said the next day,
"You and Youxing discussed it and didn't even tell your parents. I thought you were at odds."
Liang Wangchun smiled, and when he entered the dormitory, he saw someone in his lower bunk.
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This person has encountered all the humiliating things in his life. A grown man was carried down from upstairs. He was taken home after being drunk and acting crazy. He was also asked to turn on the lights to restore the atmosphere of a concert.
This man's head is filled with his own youthful and frivolous middle school history.
But the man always had a cold face and looked indifferent.
It shouldn't be a big deal.
Liang Wangchun began to keep a safe distance of one meter from others, until one day during the monthly holiday, Jiang's father suddenly passed away. He watched Jiang Youxing going back and forth among the guests to socialize, and now he and Wu Qing sat on a chair in a short gap to rest with their eyes closed.
He himself didn't even realize that his mind had undergone a subtle transformation.
Later, on a birthday, Liang Wangchun discovered that Jiang Youxing had many photos of him on his phone. He was drunk and acting crazy, playing guitar, playing sports, including videos of his childhood, many of which he didn't even know where they were taken.
"You have a crush on me?"
Jiang Youxing calmly took the phone away from the person's hand without twitching: "I'm recording your history of being in trouble."
Liang Wangchun clicked on the hidden column: "Are you sure?"
"..."
Autumn dry matter is irritable, and it will catch up at once.
The young man's love lies dormant in his heart, and as soon as it is glimpsed, it becomes out of control.
Jiang Youxing lowered his eyes and looked at the hand holding his sleeve. He held the person's shoulder and lowered his head to kiss her. His voice was very soft: "I'm not sure, not sure if you like me."
The young man's heartbeat is the chirping of cicadas in midsummer, the sweat of the stadium, and the breath of him kissing her when the Ferris wheel reaches its highest point.
You are my middle school history and my future tense.
The flying papers are the youth that passed away every minute in the past. Looking back, they are the unknown flowers in that moment.
"Let's watch the beginning of summer together."
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One of the author's favorite books, I can finish it in a crawl.
Walking around and playing the guitar, a day in the life of classmate Liang.
Intention: The young man writes about the fall of spring, heading towards the future and the long summer.
