Chapter 1: For My Good 1
The community is still busy. Xiaochuan was busy reading Xiaowen's blog, his first love.
Suddenly, he found that he was the only one who was entangled, and he could never let go.
It turned out that he had forgotten him, and Xiaochuan smiled softly.
I gently moved the mouse a few times and added him as a friend of QQ, but I didn't write any verification. Your signature has not changed, so take a small test to see if Xiaowen still remembers himself.
Xiaochuan skillfully opened the school intranet and quickly searched Xiaowen's page from countless people. Unexpectedly, he found that Xiaowen's avatar was no longer the little Naruto, but a photo of Xiaowen, a small avatar, which was actually very stupid. It turns out that everyone is not the same as before. In the past, Ogawa didn't have a photo of Xiaowen, and Xiaowen never had nostalgia for Ogawa, and he could still be friends. Xiaochuan pressed the mouse again on the "Add as a friend" option to make friends again.
Throughout the night, Xiaochuan has been looking through things related to Xiaowen. Xiaowen's blog is also one of them. He will not be sad anymore. It is more sad than his heart. Xiaochuan's heart has died. In order to abolish Xiaowen's original NetEase blog, Xiaochuan suddenly laughed at himself before. It turned out that he was really a fool, a very stupid fool, and a fool waiting for Xiaowen.
Xiaochuan turned over Xiaowen's blog one by one, leaving his new blog address, waiting for Xiaowen's arrival, to let him know how well he is now.
That diary about Lu Xiaofeng, isn't Lu Xiaofeng the book he lent to Xiaowen? Xiaochuan doesn't know what expression to have. When will he return his book to himself?
Xiaowen's blog is still like a child. Living in high school, the text is still stupid and simple. He writes the current story in the tone of high school composition, and the packaging and content are always out of place.
It turns out that I don't know how to groan without illness. Although I have to be strong again after leaving you, Xiaochuan smiled bitterly, but he is still himself, isn't he?
"If you don't want to look back, then I will turn around and go far away. When I forget your kindness, we are still friends when I come back.
Waiting for your reply, the day you come to my blog, the day you add my QQ, the day we are still friends, I want to show you how good I am as a friend.
You never have to see me as a girlfriend, haha
I never feel how good my blog is, but I want to show you my talent, my strength, and I am still me.
You are still you. If you can't be a lover, then be a friend.
I put it down, and you who can't let go~ I should still be friends."
Ogawa looked at the log on the screen, and the characters were sad. Did he really put it down? Why are you nervous and trembling? Waiting is the most difficult.
One day or two, Xiaowen's reply appeared in the position of blog comments:
Maybe I'm a stubborn person. Maybe I'm a cold-blooded person. Maybe I'm more stupid than you. I'll wait for another girl. Two years have passed. I thought that the chaotic college life could make me mature and ruthless. I failed. Behind self-confidence and strength, I just want to cry secretly.
I haven't forgotten you.
I like winter, snow and cold. Only the cold can calm me down. My story also began in winter.
I wanted to find a random partner to deceive myself in college, but later I found that I couldn't do it.
Sometimes people are really contradictory and everything is perfect, but I am the kind of person who pursues perfection.
No more, I don't know what to say. It's a little messy.
Ogawa smiled slightly. So that's it. It's still a friend, isn't it? It's good.
[Don't say you love me when I'm lonely]
Did Xiaowen say to himself about his inexplicable state of the school? Ogawa suddenly felt puzzled. I won't love him anymore, will I? Is it possible that he still thinks that he will turn back? Everything is inexplicable and can't be touched.
[Wife, be happy, ex-husband]
Xiaomei's text message, Xiaochuan was suddenly moved to cry. It turned out that there were still people who thought about themselves and were good to themselves.
[How do you remember to send this?]
[Today's party, I drank wine.]
[More?]
[No, nothing]
[Relave early.]
[Eh-huh.]
[Good night]
It's just that he's drunk. Xiaochuan thinks so. Maybe he will forget it when he wakes up tomorrow. But happiness is enough for a moment. Isn't it good? At least he will think of himself when he is drunk. Xiaochuan comforted himself like this.
In the early morning of the next day, it was still a very busy day. Xiaochuan took a free time and his fingers stayed on the keyboard, thinking about how to ask.
[Are you sober?]
[Eh]
[Do you remember what you said yesterday?]
[Remember, not much.]
[Hm, it's okay. I'm busy.]
[Go ahead]
Xiaochuan's heart is uneasy. He still can't tell whether it's true or not. Fortunately, he still has memories and can be happy. Looking at that text message.
The community activities are coming to an end, only the final award and some follow-up work, but Ogawa's affairs have not been reduced because of this, but more chaotic. Xiaochuan is working on the computer and doing different documents every day.
It will soon be the last activity. It was a Wednesday night. The early publicity was not in place. The ground sticker was only posted the day before. There was no banner, and the poster and color spray could barely be seen. Everything was so simple, hard and sad.
On the day of the event, it became a comedian. It was really a comedian. There were less than 40 people in the big lecture hall. No publicity, no judges. Everything is simple, but still deserted. The person who came to the interview saw Leng Qing and walked away with a smile. The contestant didn't come, and the award was not awarded. The selection was so lonely, and the efforts were in vain.
Xiaochuan looked at the tragic situation of the activity, and his tears were about to fall straight down, but when he thought that the activity was not over, his tears were forced back.
I can't do anything well. It turns out that it's really true. In an all of an all, Xiaochuan felt that he was such a failure.
"Don't be sad, Minister." The department member patted Ogawa on the shoulder and said, "You did a good job."
"No, it's all your hard work. Thank you." Xiaochuan was sad and said slowly.
"Because you are Ogawa." Xiaoxia said with a smile, "We can do it because you are Xiaochuan."
Ogawa really didn't know what to say, but he just turned around and tried his best to hide his tears.
"Okay, don't be sad." Xiao Yu comforted Xiaochuan, "Very good. You are very powerful."
"Ye, thank you." Xiaochuan pulled out a smile and said, "Thank you."