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Chapter 34 Stealing the Love of Farmer Brothers (2)

The girls in our class in college were divided into two completely different camps with the dormitory as the boundary.The 301 I live in is basically the kind of girl who lacks confidence and looks gloomy; while in the dormitory 303 next door, there are a group of little girls who love material things, gossip, and show off.When I was a freshman, everyone stayed in the boudoir, so after washing up every day, they went to the classroom together and went to class. There was not much grievance, but I just caught a glimpse of the group of "little fairies" in 303 dressed up brightly, and my heart was a little bit lost.And they looked at us one by one with wonderful pens, ostentatious words in the school newspaper or the radio station, and they were also slightly sad, and they even faded the depressed lip gloss they had just applied.Later, the people in our dormitory used charming words to capture the hearts of some boys one after another, and when they began to exult in love, the two camps began to undergo subtle changes.

First of all, our primary six, who talked with a handsome guy from the physical education department for half a year, was at the time when you and I were together, and Cheng Yaojin suddenly appeared on the way. Let the handsome guy's heart start to be like duckweed on the water, swaying and floating.Xiao Liu was on the verge of going crazy at that time, crying and saying that her love was about to be taken away by others.As sisters, we also threatened and lured the handsome guy many times to stop the process of changing his mind, and warned Chen Xiaoxuan insinuatingly that it is best not to be that third party that everyone despises.The handsome guy is restrained, but Chen Xiaoxuan boldly provocatively said: Everyone is equal before love, and no one has the right to stop me from fighting for the one I love!Like a passionate speech, it not only angered the sisters in our dormitory, but also aroused the fighting passion in the dormitory next door.With a reserve army, Chen Xiaoxuan became more and more arrogant, not only publicly declaring that she likes handsome guys, but also exhausted love letter roses and beauty tricks.That handsome guy lacked concentration, so he finally abandoned Xiao Liu and fled to Chen Xiaoxuan's arms.This battle of heavy losses not only hit poor Xiaoliu; more importantly, it made our collective confidence unprecedentedly low.

And what we didn't expect was that the war had just begun.Half a year later, Xiaosi's boyfriend was snatched away by another girl next door in the same way.It's like walking in the open and accidentally eating someone who is hiding in the dark, a dagger, and a heart hangs all the time, not knowing when the next dagger will come whizzing over again.Such uneasy, accidents will come frequently.The eldest fell out of love very quickly, and the third's love also failed repeatedly.But the six girls next door are living a lively life.In love, the more battles become more courageous, a pair of cockscombs on the roadside attracts the attention of others with their vulgar colors and aromas.And the two handsome guys who were robbed came in and out of our classroom every day, as freely as before.Seeing us face-to-face with supercilious eyes slamming at us, but with a slight tilt of the head, we continued to be tender and affectionate.

The girls in our dormitory instantly became Mrs. Xianglin in the eyes of outsiders, telling everyone about their sufferings, and of course not forgetting to demote the goblins in the next dormitory one by one.Since then, our two dormitories have never communicated with each other like a feud.If there are collective activities, there must be you without me.If he catches up with the competition, he will try his best to compete with them.The boys are very strange. Whenever they talk about it, they always say that they are just classmates in the same class, so why fight over everything?What's more, many things are obviously meaningless to fight over.We have listened to the advice of outsiders many times, but we in it seem to be wearing a pair of shoes that will never stop. We know that our legs are exhausted, and if we run again, maybe the broken ones will also be broken. Yes, but still stubbornly running forward aimlessly.

When it came time to graduate, both parties were clearly unable to support themselves.In the graduation photos, all the men are smiling like spring flowers, but the 16 of us women have different expressions; the ones who smile can be seen reluctantly, and the ones with cold faces are even more bitter in their hearts.And our Xiaoliu and Xiaosi had teardrops in their eyes very clearly.The hostile side also had complicated expressions, and the victor's pride was not as clear as we imagined.Each of us pondered over that graduation photo for a long time.It is hiding in a corner where no one is paying attention, watching secretly by one person, peeping at that moment, what kind of content and thoughts are hidden under those various expressions.But let's see what's the use. The four-year university is still in our cold eyes, and it's over.

I thought that such a hard struggle would come to an abrupt end as we scattered in all directions.But I didn't expect that the establishment of the online classmate record would allow this smoke-free war to continue in a more lasting way.In this private field that should be warm, because of the looming, never-extinguished flame of jealousy in our hearts, the memories of those photos and words, as well as the display of current life, all have a strong smell of gunpowder, and The lingering gloomy dust.The two handsome guys who were robbed are still staying with the girl next door, and you can often see the photos they posted on the Internet, and their smiles are full of ostentatious happiness.Of course, there will be no footprints of us in the comment column.But I still know that the one who visits the most times is ourselves.We need to use those old and new facts to comfort or stimulate the restless heart in the secular world.

It was the wedding photo of Chen Xiaoxuan and that handsome guy. When it was uploaded to the classmates, someone anonymously posted a comment, saying that since ancient times, only newcomers laugh and no one sees old people cry.A storm that was slowly building up was once again set off.The classmate record that was supposed to be full of blessings was instantly regarded as a battlefield by our two dormitories.Old and new grudges are entangled in this virtual space where they can't see each other.Just when we were having a quarrel, a boy in the class quietly said, "What's there to quarrel about? Love itself is not wrong; what's wrong is just people."

The exhausted parties stopped suddenly after arguing.Yes, there is nothing wrong with love itself. What is wrong is just our own heart that refuses to tolerate and stop.And the years that should have been the best, just like this, were indifferently lost by us.

Track a book crush.

She is not in the same grade as him, nor in the same teaching building. When school is over, she goes to take the bus, which is one south and one north, running in opposite directions, but she knows everything about him.

She knows his birthday is December 12th, and he often eats fried buns stuffed with celery in the underground supermarket next to the school. When he was obsessed with reading, he didn't recognize his relatives, and there was a small mole on the corner of his lips.Oh, of course, he loves to buy and borrow books, and she also remembers them clearly.

He is a talented student on campus, and his writing is so good that even the teacher can't help but sigh.Sometimes there will be a broadcast on campus, and the principal coughs twice solemnly on it, and then calls his name, saying which magazine he has published an article in, which has brought glory to the school, and I hereby commend him.Standing on the balcony, she raised her head slightly and listened, as if listening to herself being awarded an award. Her cheeks were rosy, her palms were hot, and there were little beads of sweat on her nose.

She sees him every day.Sometimes in the corridor of the teacher's office building, he, as the representative of the Chinese class, hugs the students' compositions.Sometimes it is under the bus stop sign in front of the school, carrying a schoolbag and holding a few books that he just borrowed or bought.Sometimes it was by the window of the opposite teaching building. After class, he came out of the classroom and went to the bathroom in a devious way.But more often, it is in the school library and the crowded small bookstore next to the library.

She had also stalked him once.He was borrowing books in the library, and she was standing behind him by a person, watching him take the borrowing board and go in, turn right, and stop by the first row of bookshelves, where there are the latest high-quality books in the library Tie.He just stood by the bookshelf for a moment, then quickly picked up a copy of "Dark Injury", and then chose a copy of "Anthology of European and American Poets".There are many students around the new bookshelf, she is a few rows away, seeing that these two books are about to disappear, but he is still browsing the books on the shelf, a little anxious, wishing he could turn into a little ant and wipe out all his books. All the borrowed books were dragged back silently.

It's a pity that when he left, those two books were also borrowed.The bookshelf was a little empty, like her heart at that moment, a little lost because she couldn't find the soil.She quickly ran to the lobby of the library, found out the publisher and editor-in-chief on the computer, and then went back to the book return office like a whirlwind, shouting to the librarian in a group of students: Teacher, please help Check to see if any students have returned a copy of "Dark Injury", which is a novel, and a copy of "Collected Works of European and American Poets".She felt that her voice could be heard in almost every corner, but the administrator still didn't even raise her head.While looking at the books scattered on the bookshelf that had just been returned, she anxiously urged again.

The administrator finally raised his head, glanced at her indifferently, and said, didn't you see that these two books are new books that just hit the shelves?Will a good book be returned before it is read?Let's borrow other books first, don't make people's ears hurt by making noise here.

Her face was flushed red, how much she wanted to tell this administrator who came here every time to dress up, she wanted these two sets of books, because they were what he was reading, and she was willing to read those beautiful words with him , it seemed like this, her gaze could be gently fused with his through words.

But in the end she decided to come here every day to wait, waiting for someone to return the book, and even more so for the one he returned.She went to the library every day for more than a week.But the answer I got was still no one returned it.She didn't even believe the records on the computer, and she had to go to the bookshelf to read it before she left disappointed.

On the ninth day, she finally couldn't bear it anymore, skipped class secretly, went to all the bookstores in the city, and tried to buy these two books back, but was told that the books were sold out.When she was on the verge of crying, a bookstore shopping guide told her that maybe she could look it up online.She immediately burst into laughter, thinking that she was really stupid in a hurry, why couldn't she think of buying books online.

The book was indeed bought, but in the next few days, she was hungry in the morning.But when she was enduring her hunger and tenderly stroking the words that he had passed through, her heart was warm and full.

A few days later, she saw the door of the classroom on the opposite floor open from the balcony. He was holding a stack of books, apparently going to the library to return them. She excitedly picked up the two books and ran down the stairs. building.

She finally got ahead of him, and she queued up to return the books one after the other.When she gently placed the book on the table, her eyes fell on his shoes.There was a small piece of dust there, how she wanted to bend down and gently wipe it away for him.

It was only when the administrator yelled at her impatiently for the third time that she finally set her eyes on the book she had returned.The administrator pushed her book over angrily, and said, did she deliberately make trouble or was she dizzy from studying?What do you pay for your own book?

She clearly knew that this was an inevitable result, but she still blushed, not knowing how to deal with it.And at this moment, he asked her gently: Do you also like these two sets of books?

She raised her head in surprise, seeing him so closely for the first time.She saw that his teeth were as white as pearls shining on the beach.She also saw a slight scar on his forehead, like a tooth mark from a small animal's bite.And the eyes he looked at turned out to be as deep as a bottomless lake, just one glance would make him dizzy and almost fall into the water.

She forgot whether she nodded to answer his question, telling him that she liked these two books very much, and that she liked every word he had read.She only remembered that he returned the book quickly, and turned around and left quickly without saying goodbye.

It was the only sentence she ever said to him.Oh, exactly, she didn't say a word to him at all.This encounter was only a punch away, but she was so excited that she even forgot to say "Hello".

He never knew about this secret love, but she remembered it so persistently and deeply.Just like remembering the youth on this string of bracelets, there are moving colored beads made of colored glaze one by one.

(End of this chapter)