Chapter 7

On this day, Xiaoyang accompanied me to visit countless scenic spots on the campus, revisiting the old dream.

I said to Xiaoyang, "Don't you get tired of watching it so many times?" She always smiles faintly and then shakes her head.

I suddenly feel inferior and feel that I am not good. I deserve it.

At this time, a campus couple slowly rolled past us on a bicycle.

I peeked at the girl sitting in the back seat and decided to build my self-confidence.

I asked Xiaoyang if he knew the name of the bicycle in the past.

She asked if it was a bicycle.

I said no, that's the name in the idol drama. If you think about it again, the bicycle is even more wrong.

She said "um" that it was a foreign car. I said, yes, it's a foreign car.

Do you know that there was also a kind of car called "sheep cart" in ancient times? Xiaoyang began to act coquettishly, "Oh, husband, I know you are a talented man. Tell me!" Vanity appeared on my face. I said, "Well, in fact, the ancient sheep cart refers to the sheep cart, which is the mount of Emperor Wu of Jin.

He often takes a sheep cart to walk around the harem when he has nothing to do. When he meets the beautiful woman, he comes over..." I coughed, "It is also homonymous with the 'sheep cart' and the 'foreign car'. Therefore, now people ride a bicycle that used to be called a 'foreign car' to carry their lovers, which has a deep historical inheritance, and the comparison between the two compartments will be There is some kind of coincidence in it.

Xiaoyang was completely impressed by my nonsense. When I realized this, I still felt that I was useless, but she said something that I didn't expect. She said that she liked my talent. She swore that I would not marry in my life! At this time, I woke up a lot, and I said to her with a solemn face, "You should think about it. Even if you think I have talent, I don't have 'wealth'; more, I really don't look like Lu Xun at all."

She covered her mouth and smiled, as if I didn't have anything to do with Lu Xun.

Xiaoyang suddenly came close and kissed my left cheek and said, "I believe you, you are just 'Dantu cloth' now."

When standing in front of Xiaoyang's dormitory building and waving goodbye like her, I finally remembered last night's decision. Did she vaguely know something and dress up to save this love? When the soft sunshine spread on her face, I actually accepted the red pimples on her forehead.

She is more sure than me that I will be a successful person in the future and can give her all kinds of material satisfaction, not just Plato's love now.

I should tell her that my current academic career is extremely poor, and I don't even know the number of human bones. If you are sick, I'm sure I can't even control your pulse. You should look down on me. How can you like me? Even if I promise you to abandon the doctor, it will also be my betrayal. I am so weak. Why do you like me?! There was no Xiaoyang in my vision. Suddenly, I was very anxious and had no master.

I have never been so worried about her situation at this time. I called her name loudly, and I still want to see her more often.

The crisp footsteps in the corridor stopped. Through the hollowed-out brick wall, I saw a familiar bright smile.

She smiled and asked me what was going on.

I said, it's okay. Take the stairs slowly.

That afternoon, the air was stuffy and fermented, which made me sleepy.

I paid the phone bill and stayed alone in the central pavilion of "Weiyang Lake", and the lonely and strange loneliness came back.

As soon as he heard it, Weiyang Lake concluded that it was a barbaric copy of the Unknown Lake, but this reproachable behavior was fortunately covered by the cultural atmosphere and mysterious color of the lake itself.

I am calculating the recent professional courses and the unknown setbacks I am about to face.

I am worried about my state, a person with a rational medical profession and a literary personality, who is extremely mentally divided.

How long can I hold on? I took out my mobile phone and looked at all kinds of people in the phone book aimlessly. They were once an indispensable part of my life. The clear and vague figures in my vision were as if they were far away. I dialed the number of a long-lost high school classmate. I didn't have much impression of him, and I couldn't even remember his appearance. I had Some shame.

I haven't said hello yet. I can tell who I am and pronounce my name accurately.

I'm sorry for my surprise. The answer was me. When he reported his name, I finally knew who he was.

The originator of the "Morning" incident.

He is the kind of person who is cynical but clear about things and does things in accordance with the world. He always makes people have no temper and gives people both hatred, love and practical value.

I have been jealous and wonder for a long time why good luck surrounds him all the time, as if he is always specially favored by God.

In front of him, I have always acted as an inferior person.

Throughout the whole process of the call, I almost picked up the charming attitude that I thought had already discarded. I obediently listened to him, and from time to time I would insert a meaningless praise.

He said that he told me that after graduating from high school, he would drop out of school and go to the coast to work for a foreign company as a clerk.

Now, he has made small achievements and is a supervisor with good grades.

I don't know anything about the company's title.

However, I know that it is inevitable that he can do what he is today.

After a burst of quick speech, he suddenly stopped and said with a smile, "You are still the same!" I said, "Yes, the rest has not changed except for my girlfriend."

He laughed and scolded again and gasped, "Oh, do you still remember Yu Yu?" Who are you talking about?" Yu-Yu, your deskmate!" I remember.