No. 1 middle school playground.
The third year of high school has been empty, and the other grades are also at the end of the sprint period.
Looking around, there was no one there.
Jiang Fuyue and Ling Xuan successfully passed the barrier of the doorman and entered the school because they had not yet officially graduated.
The two sat on the stands, shaded by trees and breezy.
Jiang Fuyue: "What do you want me to do?"
Ling Xuan didn't answer, but looked straight into the distance, "Which university do you plan to apply for?"
"Mingda."
The young man was taken aback, doubts flashed in his eyes, and it took him a while to realize what "Ming Da" was.
"Qiming University?"
"right."
"What are you kidding?!" Ling Xuan's first reaction was absurd.
The first of the domestic "pheasant universities", the notorious "shame of colleges and universities"
With Jiang Fuyue's grades, it is impossible to be recorded there!
The corners of his mouth tightened, and sadness flashed in his eyes: "If you don't want to say it, forget it."
Jiang Fuyue didn't explain, believe it or not.
Ling Xuan: "I... might go abroad."
"Congratulations."
Unexpectedly, the young man suddenly turned his head and looked at her sharply and complicatedly.
Jiang Fuyue: "?"
Seeing that she didn't understand why, the emotion in the boy's eyes turned into sadness and depression again, but in the next second it was stained with anger and unwillingness.
Jiang Fuyue was even more at a loss.
Didn't she just say "Congratulations", as for such a big reaction
"Heh..." Ling Xuan smiled wryly, "Are you sincere?"
"Of course. The atmosphere of foreign universities is relatively open. If you want more practical opportunities and exercise your personal ability, then going abroad is a good choice. Especially in terms of business management, foreign countries have more advanced... "
Starting from the actual situation, Jiang Fuyue analyzed the benefits of going abroad with an objective and neutral attitude, which is called a clear and well-organized logic.
But Ling Xuan's expression seemed... more angry
"Jiang Fuyue—that's why you want me to go abroad? Didn't you give up at all, and didn't say a word to keep me?"
The girl's expression was inexplicable: "Isn't it your own decision to go abroad? What do you mean by 'I think'? As for the 'reluctance' and 'retention' you mentioned, you and I are neither close nor for reasons. We have neither position nor qualification to express express such emotions."
"Isn't it relative? Okay... okay..." Ling Xuan kept nodding his head angrily, "It's said that the heart is strong, but your heart is harder than a stone!"
"Jiang Fuyue, I don't believe you can't tell, I like you! Even if you say 'don't leave, the country is fine' today, I will refuse to go abroad without hesitation, and apply to the same university as you!"
"But what did you say? Heh... You said congratulations? Is that why you don't like me?"
Obviously it wasn't like this before!
She will silently follow behind him, quietly walking with him.
When I was in a physical education class, I skipped class and slipped out pretending to be sitting in the stands and playing with my mobile phone, but in fact it was to secretly watch him.
Every time I pass by, I will give him a longer look back and pay attention.
Will respond with shy, secretly happy, sweet all kinds of eyes.
Will work up the courage, hand him a love letter, and blurt out "I love you"...
But now she treats him worse than Zhong Ziang, Yi Ci and others, cold and alienated, more than polite, not close enough, even though they have participated in two discipline competitions together, from domestic training to foreign awards.
"Why?" Ling Xuan's eyes were red, his cheeks were tightened, and his eyes were forbearing.
"Because - I don't like you." The girl's words were decisive and cruel.
But even with such ruthlessness, Ling Xuan finds her shockingly beautiful.
I'm in love with the way you don't love me, it's an unsolvable problem.
Ling Xuan twitched the corner of his mouth lightly, and said in a cool voice, "It's like you don't like Zhong Ziang and Yi Ci either?"
Jiang Fuyue's eyes darkened, and finally she was willing to turn her head to look at him: "As expected, you instigated them to confess their love one after another?"
"Egging?" Ling Xuan's mouth was bitter, and his smile was astringent, "In your eyes, I am such a villain? I just told them, don't go crazy with wine, find a suitable place, create a romantic atmosphere, say Saying what you want to say in your heart is called confession.”
Jiang Fuyue: "You are throwing stones to ask for directions."
Let Zhong Ziang and Yi Ci be the first cannon fodder to find out her attitude and thoughts.
Actually used all the sets in the mall, this Ling Xuan...
It is said that he is smart, he is indeed smart, and even scheming; but his actions are too ruthless and extreme.
Zhong Ziang and Yi Ci's "liking" is a tool he can use, and such people often lack empathy.
After all, the layout is too small.
but-
Jiang Fuyue: "Since you know that both Zhong Ziang and Yi Ci failed, then you should be clear about my attitude. Why do you want to say it?"
There is a high probability that you know you will fail, so you should not try it lightly.
This principle, as smart as he would not understand.
But "people who understand" have done "things they don't understand".
With a wry smile piercing the corners of his eyes and brows, the corner of Ling Xuan's mouth raised a self-deprecating arc: "You think highly of me. I'm not as rational and calm as you think, and I can make calculations."
Knowing that Zhong Ziang and Yi Ci were rejected, he was secretly happy and worried at the same time.
If she confesses, will she accept it? Or is it as straightforward and decisive as rejecting the first two
The probability of acceptance and rejection is 50% each.
Just for this 50%, under the premise that he had a bad premonition, he still chose to confess, and said the four words "I like you" aloud.
Yes, he plotted against Zhong Ziang and Yi Ci easily, he was scheming, he was green tea, he was immoral!
But like this, he couldn't control himself at all.
Knowing that you can't do it, this is what teenagers like-brave and fearless, even if you know you are losing, you will choose to do it.
Ling Xuan: "I'm not noble, but I'm not as mean as you think."
Jiang Fuyue remained silent.
He heard him chuckle again, and murmured: "But whether I am noble or mean, you don't seem to care..."
Because, don't like it.
Ling Xuan blinked and looked up at the sky.
The fog that surged up in front of my eyes was forced back in an instant, but the fog was still dense in my eyes, and my pride did not allow it to condense into tears.
I knew this would happen a long time ago, so what is there to despair about
Fortunately, he finally tried.
But Miracle didn't miss him.
"Actually, I haven't been able to figure it out. Obviously you treated me before...why did you change later?"
Jiang Fuyue: "No one stays the same. Just pretend that Jiang Fuyue, who mustered up the courage to confess to you, is gone."
"What do you mean not here?!" Ling Xuan's eyes tightened.
"It's no longer her before, but me now."
"So, you admit that you confessed to me at the beginning?"
Jiang Fuyue curled her lips: "Is it still important?"
The young man smiled miserably: "... If I had promised at the beginning, then now..."
"You won't say yes."
The original owner was withdrawn and gloomy, humble like dust, how could the high-ranking Ling Xiaocao be "condescending"
There is no right or wrong in feelings, if you don't like it, you just don't like it, just like Ling Xuan's relationship with the original owner and Jiang Fuyue's relationship with Ling Xuan at this moment.
To say that the only thing he did wrong was to add insult to injury.
Knowing that the original owner was targeted because he was isolated, but chose to turn a blind eye, and even refused to humiliate in public, it was another cut to a girl's already fragile self-esteem.
"... sorry, I didn't know..." will like you later.
Jiang Fuyue shook her head, her brows and eyes were cold: "I don't accept it."
She is also not qualified to accept on behalf of the original owner.
"You can not love, but please don't hurt."
After Jiang Fuyue finished speaking, she got up and left.
Ling Xuan sat on the stand, watching the girl's back gradually receding, his originally straight spine gradually collapsed.
Then, he buried his head in the crook of his arm, his slightly hunched back trembling visibly to the naked eye.
The mist in the eyes could no longer be restrained, and finally gathered into tears, which fell silently on the concrete floor.
As soon as he was steamed by the heat, he disappeared in an instant, like a secret love he couldn't ask for but would eventually lose.
It turned out that like Zhong Ziang and Yi Ci, he was not eligible to enter the arena from the very beginning.
Not long after, the school bell rang.
The setting sun is like fire in the sky.
Ling Xuan stood up with a pale face, and left in a daze.
He knew that he would never have another chance in his life.
From then on, she is the moon in the sky, and he is the dust on the ground.
In the evening, when the cleaning lady was cleaning the playground, she picked up a bouquet of roses on the left side of the stands.
The blossoms are plump and delicately red.
There is also a small card with a delicate fragrance of jasmine inside.
[Thank you for promising me, I will never leave you and stay with you for the rest of my life—Xuan]
After reading it, Auntie Clean couldn't help feeling: "Now these children, they talk about love in a different way, and they start to promise the rest of their lives before they graduate..."
As he said that, he removed the gaudy wrapping paper outside, pulled out the single roses inside, and tied them together.
Well, it's just right to take it home and plug it in the living room.
…
Zhong Ziang was locked up at home for three days, and Liu Ma tried every means to get him delicious food, and she almost responded to every request.
During this period, Xie Yunzao called him many times to ask him to return to Beijing, "Now that the college entrance examination is over, your uncle has also gone to Continent F, what are you still doing in Linhuai?"
Zhong Ziang had a pair of panda eyes, nestled on the bed, his hair was messed up like a chicken coop, and he was extremely emaciated.
"I'm happy! I just want to stay in Linhuai!"
"Son, listen to me..."
"I do not want to hear."
Xie Yunzao: "I don't worry if you are alone there, who will take care of you when you eat and drink?"
Zhong Ziang: "There is Mama Liu."
After a pause, she added: "She cooks better than you, and her clothes are cleaner than your aunt at home."
The other end choked hard.
Finally, Xie Yunzao compromised: "Then how long do you want to stay? You can't keep coming back, right?"
Zhong Ziang felt restless: "We'll talk about it later."
He just wants to be decadent now.
ah-
It's hard to be in love!
Suddenly, he picked up his phone again and started looking for Yi Ci's contact information.
The best way to comfort a lovelorn is to find someone who is also lovelorn, and then prove that he is more miserable than you.
But after searching for a long time, I couldn't find it.
"Didn't you add WeChat..."
In the end, the person was released from the blacklist.
Zhong Ziang: [Hey, would you like to come out for a drink?]
The other end came back quickly: [yes.]
…
a bar.
Search the whole street, only this one is open during the day.
Zhong Ziang arrived first, opened a private room, and ordered a bunch of wine, red, white, and beer.
Seeing this, the bartender couldn't help reminding: "It's easy to get drunk if you mix it up."
Zhong Ziang snapped his fingers: "Thanks, then I'll drink it today."
Bartender: "?"
Zhong Ziang stroked his chest, with a painful expression on his face: "You don't understand, you are broken in love."
The bartender understood: "Would you like to leave an address? We provide a drunk delivery service here. The price is not expensive, only two hundred, and the fee is based on the head."
Zhong Ziang thought for a while: "Then make an appointment for two people first."
Bartender: "Okay! I'll charge you four hundred! No delivery or refund."
Zhong Ziang entered the private room, and soon Yi Ci arrived.
At the beginning, when the two were still sober, they didn't talk much, let alone exchange pleasantries, they just picked up the wine bottle and started working.
When he was dizzy from drinking, and half drunk, Zhong Ziang suddenly said—
"How did you get rejected, rejected? Tell me!"
Yi Ci had a belch, and he was not in good condition, with dark circles under the same style as Zhong Ziang, "Why, why didn't you say it?"
Zhong Ziang: "Let me just say it, it's a huge rose field. I stepped on it in advance and arranged a camera team to record the sweet moments at any time. After it's over, I will post an official announcement on the circle of friends... Think about it. Romance... There must be a lot of people who like me, leave a message, congratulations on getting out of the order... "
Yi Ci: "And then?"
"Then..." Zhong Ziang was taken aback for a moment, remembering something, and suddenly burst out crying.
Yi Ci: "?"
When he had cried enough, he sniffled and wiped the snot from his hands with a tissue: "It's your turn!"
Yi Ci pursed her lips: "...I asked her to play basketball in the gymnasium."
Zhong Ziang: "Isn't this what I often do with her? Oh, you plagiarized!"
"Fart—I also played basketball with her, okay?! It's not exclusive to you! Smelly shameless!"
Zhong Ziang pursed his lips: "...Okay, then you can continue."
"When she attacked and defended me, I said, if I defend, she will agree to be my girlfriend."
"The results of it?"
Yi Ci: "...she broke through."
"Fuck! You are too disappointing," Zhong Ziang beat his chest and stamped his feet, "What a great opportunity? Aren't you a good player?"
Yi Ci shook his head, his eyes stared blankly: "Early when she tried her best to break through, I had already lost."
"Well... it sounds like it's a little bit worse than mine."
Yi Ci refused to admit it: "Obviously you are the one who suffers the most."
Zhong Ziang: "You are miserable!"
Yi Ci: "You are miserable!"
"You are worse!"
"You are the worst!"
…
Two hours later, the person was already in a daze of intoxication, but he was still chanting the word "miserable" on his lips.
Two lovelorn teenagers sat back to back among a pile of empty wine bottles, crying and laughing, plus the weird lighting in the private room, just like a horror movie.
The staff opened the door and came in, and what they saw was such a scene.
"How miserable must it be to drink like this?"
"It is said that she has lost her love."
"Hey, who is so cruel to cut two beautiful boys in half? It's a waste of money!"
"What should we do now?"
The bartender said at the right time: "I have the address here."
When the last light of the setting sun disappeared and night fell, the bar staff successfully sent the two drunk teenagers home.
Since only the address of Yutianhua Mansion was left, Yi Ci was also sent along.
The staff yelled twice, but there was no one at home, so they could only throw Zhong Ziang and Yi Ci on the sofa and retire.
…
Zhong Ziang woke up from the heat, his back seemed to be pressed against the stove, which made his mouth dry.
Finally opened his eyes with difficulty, "Hiss—"
His head slumped and swelled, and he couldn't help gasping.
Just as I was about to sit up, I realized that something was wrapped around my body and I couldn't move.
Looking down, "Damn—"
Someone pulled him with both hands and legs at the same time, like a sucker, and the constant heat from his back came from someone's chest.
Zhong Ziang cursed and cursed, Yi Ci was woken up by him.
In the next second, he bounced up as if a switch had been pressed, retracted his limbs, jumped off the sofa, stepped back three meters, and protected his chest with both hands: "Zhong Ziang, what did you do to me?!"
Zhong Ziang: "?"
"I want to ask what the fuck did you do to me?! Why did I take off my clothes? And my pants..."
"You, you, you put it on first! Damn—" Yi Ci was irritable, "Why am I naked?!"
The two said in unison: "Did you do it?!"
After the shout, the atmosphere was strangely quiet for two seconds.
Zhong Ziang: "I seem to remember... Shall we go for a drink?"
Yi Ci frowned: "Then I got drunk."
"I left the address and paid the money, so the bar guy sent us home."
Yi Ci: "I'm lying on the sofa."
Zhong Ziang: "I was also lying on the sofa, and got up to drink a glass of water..."
Yi Ci: "Drink a fart! You spilled it all on me!"
Zhong Ziang: "Why are you so fierce? Didn't I apologize, and I did it myself—"
The words came to an abrupt end.
Apparently Yi Ci also remembered: "Fuck! You really took off my clothes! And my pants!"
Zhong Ziang frowned: "Didn't you pick me up in courteous manners?!"
Now, both sides have started.
The four eyes met, so embarrassed that the air seemed to stop flowing.
"Then..." In the end, it was Zhong Ziang who broke the silence, "We all picked each other up..."
Yi Ci: "Forget it this time."
"There will never be a next time!" They all said in unison, with a soft hum!
After the accountability was completed, the two began to get dressed in a hurry...
"Where's my belt? Where did you throw it?!"
"Why did my button fall off? Did you pull it?"
"fart-"
"Roll rough-"
Chickens fly dogs jump.
…
The two fell into a coma for more than ten hours, and lay down from that night until noon the next day.
After taking a shower and cleaning up, it was already afternoon.
The hangover was bad, their heads were swollen, and they sat on the sofa, looking like two wilting cabbages.
Yellow in the ground!
"Hey, do you think we are suffering from worse to worse now?"
Yi Ci: "In comparison, you are the worst."
Zhong Ziang: "For Mao?"
The same wine, the same drunk, the same stripping, the same sleep, why is he more miserable
Yi Ci: "Because you also paid for the wine, the private room, and the return fee. You are sad and bankrupt. Who can be more miserable than you?"
Zhong Ziang who suggested drinking: "?" He sat up in shock as he was dying, so the clown was himself
…
Time flies, and seeing the wound of broken love gradually heal, the day when the college entrance examination results are slowly approaching.
On that day, Jiang Fuyue got up, washed, and went for a run as usual.
After exercising and sweating, the first thing I do when I get home is to go upstairs and take a shower.
But seeing Jiang Da and Han Yunru sitting in the living room, neither of them went to the store
"Dad? Mom?" Is the sun coming out from the west
Jiang Da coughed lightly: "The results came out today."
Only then did Jiang Fuyue suddenly realize, "What time?"
The corner of Jiang Da's mouth twitched: Should we praise her for being big-hearted
Han Yunru: "Look at the announcement on the official website that the inquiry channel will open at 9:00 am."
It is now half past nine.
Jiang Fuyue said oh, took out her mobile phone, and after a few operations—
"Found it."
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Two more in one, five thousand words.
The results will be released tomorrow, guess how much Sister Yue took the exam~