Chapter 3: I like 1

In those days of busyness and confusion in those days, Xiaochuan finally made something wrong. It was not until a long time later that Xiaochuan saw Xiaoyu's comments under those words and the words written by Xiaoyu. It turned out that he had missed it all the time.

"I don't think there is any misunderstanding~~ She said that it was cold and unhappy to go out alone, so I went to pick her up. Since we came together, of course we sat next to her. I don't think you're drunk. She was drunk, so she sent her back. I didn't pay attention to it. No matter how strong the minister is, he is still a girl after all. After all, he is delicate and needs the protection of boys. By the way, if I like someone. It wouldn't be so high-profile before confirming whether she likes me. I don't have that feeling for her. If it hadn't been for the day when I knew that she graduated from our school, her number would have sunk endlessly like an unreed post~~"

It turned out that a missed is a missed from now on, or a friend. Is it better to be a friend than a lover? Maybe you have tried to understand, and Ogawa is the one who doesn't have the courage to try.

In December, without the club, Xiaochuan's time suddenly increased, and he could stay in front of the computer every day.

Because of Kyushu, Ogawa came to Zongheng, and from then on, he fell in love with that place, the words there, the people there, and the forum there. Ogawa also added "Life is Like a Drama" as a new book. This is the first time that Ogawa has soaked in the forum and met a lot of happy people, including the later Qi Yao.

If it hadn't been for the appearance of Xiaomei, maybe life would have gone on like this, little by little, not interesting.

[Come to us during the holiday] Xiaomei said so on QQ.

[Good]

[Aren't you afraid of what I will do to you?]

[It doesn't matter. If you want, just do it.]

[I'm horrible]

[I don't want to get pregnant, anything else you want]

[I know]

The conversation between the two people broke up unhappily. It's not that Xiaochuan hasn't thought about this problem, but he always feels that it doesn't matter.

If that person is him, it really doesn't matter. Of course, he won't take any responsibility. This is a matter of two people, wishful thinking, and what else is wrong.

"I lost my memory.

Lost the warmth. Lost memories.

I have three wishes: sleep well, eat well, and study hard, but everything is so difficult that I can't do it.

My December is blank, painful, lonely, and tired of everything.

I'm still chatting with you in December.

You want me to go to Tongliao. Am I too indifferent to always feel that sex doesn't have to be related to love?

I can give you everything about myself, including the body, except love.

Because I no longer believe in love.

I always smile and say that I'm safe because I'm not confident enough, so I let go when you leave.

I am powerless to struggle and have no intention to compete with each other.

Your world is not mine.

I can give you whatever I want. As long as I can afford it, maybe I will rebel from other places.

In fact, Xiaochuan is also very strange that he can talk about this topic so calmly. Is he too much or no longer in love? Xiaochuan himself doesn't know. Maybe he is tired. He wants to hide and give himself a place to stop. Maybe he can't cry, so physical pain can relieve the wound of the heart.

Xiaochuan is a fool. He knows that he should not love, but he loves it. He knows that he should let go, but he can't let go. A typical fool, but he keeps his memory and refuses to let go. He is entangled alone.

"You fool." Hanhan said so.

This weekend, Xiaochuan and Orange saw Hanhan for the first time and remembered that they had regarded Hanhan as a boy. Xiaochuan smiled softly. Hanhan is Hanhan. He has a special style of Hanhan and is unique and refreshing. Although he occasionally will be a little woman, his straightforward personality makes Xiaochuan have to love him.

"I know, it's just..." Xiaochuan didn't know what to say and hesitated.

"Forget it, I'm a stupid woman, you're a stupid woman. Let's eat hot pot."

The three people had a hot pot happily. During this period, Hanhan and Xiaochuan discussed the novel. At that time, Xiaochuan had finished writing the orange part, and he had not finished all of it. Xiaochuan said that he would be the leader of the brothel in Hanhan's novel. It was best to die at the most beautiful time. Xiaochuan never felt beautiful. Li, but she knows that she can be enchanting.

"It's good. We have to work hard to write." Hanhan said with a smile.

Xiaochuan also smiled. In fact, Hanhan is forcing the manuscript. Hanhan often urges "Life is like a play", so most of Xiaochuan's words are forced by Hanhan.

Everyone ate that meal with great interest and made an appointment to continue next time. After going back to the dormitory in the evening, Xiaochuan sat in front of the computer, gently tapping the keyboard and writing something of his own.

"Recently, I was forced to write a manuscript crazily. In three days, I was forced to write 6,000 words~ I think I'm crazy. In the past, I used to be soaked in the computer all day for only 1,000 yuan a day, but now I can get 6,000 words in three days, which is a little terrible. It's estimated to be 3,000 today. My fingers are basically numb. Now the blind typing is also very good. I don't look at the keyboard typing at all, look at the computer screen, and type continuously. The picture flashes in my mind. I need to record it quickly.

CET-6 is taken naked, but it feels better than CET-4. I'm afraid there's no pressure. That's fine for me. I found that I was used to one person's days, taking classes alone, eating alone, studying alone, and doing everything alone. No one comes to be happy with me every day, no one urges me to eat well every day, no one says you want to get up early, no one says it's not good to drink, no one says you want to be good. I'm very happy. I'm the only one left. I can face the world with a smile, face everything with a smile, and put away all the loneliness in my eyes. I'm still me.

Love has nothing to do with sex. This sentence is more and more profound. It's really right. It's not about who loves whom. Sex can be without love. So boys, you should cherish the woman you love and don't let her get hurt.

My brother-in-law said that I am an emotional girl, so I am more suitable for writing novels. My novel is not a dream of nothingness, but the concretization of reality. My dreams are fragmented, but the novel can't be like this. I want to think about every fragment completely and have an agreement about the past. Several stories are intertwined in my mind every day, chaotic but clear. I won't write an article because of the ending, but the ending is always fixed, because that's what I want to write

It's good to walk alone. It's better to type words. This is my life. It has nothing to do with love, money, life, or happiness.

It turns out that a person can be strong, and a person can move forward. Xiaochuan looked at the words he wrote, and there was a smile on the corners of his lips. Maybe he is happy now, even without him.