In fact, falling out of love is something that can be either big or small. The passage of time will eventually heal all the so-called wounds caused by falling out of love. Two people who are destined but not destined will eventually become each other's memories. No matter how unforgettable they are during this period, Memories will eventually give way to our real life and the person who stays with us in the end. Yes, everything will move on in the end, move on life, move on memory... Falling out of love is painful, but it will eventually pass.
At that time, I experienced my first lovelorn experience in my life. I really don’t know what a boy should do after being dumped by a girl. Judging from the experience gained from TV novels, it should be drinking at this time. Just drink until you die. I have also thought about doing this, but I can't bring myself to do it - yes, I can't bring myself to do anything, including studying, exams, eating, competitions... I can't get excited about anything. I feel like a body that has lost its soul, living like a zombie every day, that's all.
The bell has taken away all my souls. The past me is dead. Even if I can reorganize a new soul and start another life, at least during that time, I am a dead person.
The second child was keenly aware of my changes. He skillfully asked several relevant questions, but I avoided them all. Contrary to when I was in love, when I fell out of love, I avoided all discussions about the bell. I didn't want to talk about everything with Ling, the joy, the pain, the happy, the uncomfortable, so I dug a hole for myself and hid deeply in it.
But now I am very grateful to my second brother for caring about me at that time. After all, he once liked Ling. The fact that he cared so much about me, a love rival who was not moral enough, at that time made me feel even more uncomfortable and blame myself.
In short, under the influence of double negative emotions, I was quite disappointed at that time. However, some things will not happen just because of your loss and discomfort, such as birthdays.
I don’t know if my aggressive personality is related to my zodiac sign, but my birthday is indeed related to my zodiac sign. I am a Scorpio, and my birthday is coming soon.
When I first started my freshman year, several buddies in my dormitory made an agreement: no matter who had a birthday, we would hold a party for them. So even though I had no interest in participating, several other buddies were still excited to organize it. stand up.
The day of my birthday was celebrated in the dormitory. On the table in the middle, everyone's rice bowls were filled with "high-end" dishes from the cafeteria. There were two boxes of beer at the door. Everyone in the dormitory gathered together, which showed that It was a happy scene - obviously these gluttons were hoping to take advantage of this opportunity to get corrupted.
The second brother patted my shoulder and gave me a wink. Obviously he saw that my mood was still not high, but he still hoped that I could socialize appropriately. I smiled at him, thanking and apologizing. With a slight nod of my head, I understood what I should do tonight: I am the protagonist tonight, and I cannot disappoint everyone.
Smiling, blowing out candles, sharing cakes, drinking, bragging... I socialized among them with ease, in order to put my friends in a good mood, and more importantly, to put myself in a good mood.
When I came to Lao Er with a wine glass, he and Lao Wu were busy destroying a pot of roast chicken on the table. He didn't look like the usual "dignified and skillful" Lao Er. I looked at him and smiled.
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"Dick!"
He waved his hand and asked me to wait, then quickly swallowed a chicken drumstick in his mouth, and then turned to look at me with a satisfied smile.
I looked at his appearance and suddenly felt very happy. I felt that all my previous worries and doubts were unnecessary. After all, we were just college students under 20 years old. We had not experienced so much sophistication and vicissitudes. For young us,
For us, every day of life is full of hope and unknown. The mistakes we have made and the things that have disappeared can be eliminated by our youth, as long as you are willing to raise your head and face the new life and unknown hope.
I looked at my second son and raised my glass to him: "I'm sorry, thank you!" I knew what I said was vague, but I knew he could understand.
The second child also laughed and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp: "You're welcome!"
In the following days, I let go a lot. I laughed at some of the jokes that the elder had made. My second and I drank beer one glass after another, and I grabbed braised beef with my fourth, and spread cakes on my elders.
As for Wu... I threw myself into my last birthday party in 1999 as if I was a changed person.
Two boxes of beer seemed like a lot before drinking, but after drinking it, it felt like it was not enough, especially in the mouths of five boys who were usually tortured by the school cafeteria. Soon, all the bottles were bottomed out, but
Obviously, everyone was only half drunk and a little bit uninteresting. So, the fourth and fifth children volunteered to go buy drinks.
There are three of us in the dormitory, the eldest, the second and me. The eldest doesn’t usually drink much, so he was basically lying down now. The second and I sat on his bed, I threw him a cigarette, and he lit it.
, took a long breath: "Are you feeling better?"
I smiled bitterly: "I don't know."
"I don't know why you ended up like this with her. Ling is a good girl and you are a man. If there is any conflict, it will be over if you tolerate it. There is no need to be so stiff, right?"
"You don't know..."
"Of course I don't know. How can I know if you don't tell me anything? But it doesn't matter if you don't tell me. Men and women are just like that. It doesn't matter if everyone takes a step back. You are a man, please give in.
Click, huh?"
I patted my second son on the shoulder and said, "Thank you, really!"
"Why are you so polite? I think you are quite suitable for Ling. Let's have a good time with her. Ah, they are back!"
I turned around and saw the fourth and fifth boys standing at the door each holding a box of beer, but their expressions were strange and they didn't know what was going on.
"What's wrong?" asked the second child.
The fourth and fifth boys looked at each other and said to me: "Third boy, there is someone looking for you downstairs!"
If this was a Hong Kong and Taiwan romance novel or a third-rate TV series, then the person waiting for me downstairs would undoubtedly be Ling Dang - the complex relationship between the male and female protagonists that is constantly being cut and messed up is what they use to turn off the audience.
Appetite trick. So after watching too many similar things, I actually had a glimmer of hope and a little surprise when I went downstairs.
There are many people in the boys' dormitory on weekends: those who love to study will go to the self-study classroom with a few books to study; those with girlfriends will wait downstairs for their little girlfriends to come over and watch a movie together on the street;
People who don’t have girlfriends and don’t like to study will naturally ask their buddies to go drinking or do other things. In short, everyone is smiling, looking in a hurry, facing the pressure of mid-term exams, and everyone is enjoying this rare opportunity.
weekend.
So in this environment, he looks quite special, both in terms of age and expression.
If it seems normal to see a man in his 30s among a bunch of kids in their early 20s - it's more likely to be someone's parent or something. But his look doesn't look like that at all.
He looks like a person who should appear here.
There was a trace of panic on his expression, a panic that was out of proportion to his age and a panic that was inconsistent with the environment. It could be seen that he obviously wanted to control his emotions, but failed. There was a trace of worry between his frowning brows.
It betrayed his true feelings. What was he waiting for?
I intuitively felt that he was the one looking for me. So I walked straight towards him with this question in my mind: Who and Why?
Maybe it was a tacit understanding, but he also noticed me and smiled at me. Although it felt a bit forced and unnatural in my eyes, he was still smiling after all.
This person at least seemed very easygoing - at that time I made a comment about him in my mind.
Then, I walked up to him.
"Hello, you must be Ronin, right?" He stretched out his hand and smiled, "I heard my sister mentioned you!"
"Sister?" I didn't hold his hand, I just looked at him with confusion, guessing his identity and purpose.
"Yes, I am Jing's brother and Ling's boyfriend." He revealed his identity with a smile. An amazing identity!
I was surprised and in a daze, but luckily a flash of inspiration flashed through me, "My ex's boyfriend!" I retorted.
He then smiled. The nervousness just now was gone. Maybe it was my performance that made him feel that he could deal with me with ease. His expression was obviously much more relaxed: "Don't worry, I just want to talk to you."