The hectic freshman year flies by in one exam after another.
In the past year, I have deeply understood why there are so few girls in T University. This is a place to cultivate "migrant workers".
In the freshman year, the old professor had to call his name in almost every class, and he never took it too much trouble. As long as he was absent three times, 100% of the exam would be useless. Therefore, everyone would attend class on time and did not dare to skip class.
In my freshman year, the exam questions are always very difficult. No matter how hard you listen to lectures in class, if you don’t study hard before the exam, you will definitely fail. So I used to go to the study room.
During your freshman year, it's hard to find a self-study classroom with no classes all day, except for the school library. But if you want to go to the library for self-study, you have to go to the door at 5:30 to get a seat, otherwise there will be no seat, so I get up sleepy every day, wash my face casually, and go to the library to line up.
In my freshman year, there were many teaching buildings in T University, but the classrooms were always very tense. The two classes were often separated by 108,000 miles, and I had to run fast for ten minutes between classes so as not to be late. So, I was used to walking fast and not looking too far. Squint.
Because of these good habits, I often run into classmate Xiao Cheng, but I never took the initiative to speak to him.
I'm not brooding about his belittling of my IQ, it's just that I don't know each other well, and there's no need to go all the way to say hello.
In July 2000, the last exam of the freshman year was over, and I immediately climbed into bed to supplement my sleep. This sleep is dark and dark, I don't know what year and month.
I was sleeping soundly when the annoying phone rang. I opened my eyes and saw that the bedroom was pitch dark and everyone was fast asleep. Fatty cursed under the noise of the phone, turned over and continued to sleep.
I half got up, touched the receiver from the table, and asked with deep sleepiness, "Hello! Who are you looking for?"
There was a brief silence on the phone, and a very magnetic male voice came: "Is Zhang Mengzhuo here?"
I looked up at Zhuo Zhuo's bed, it was already empty, I guess I went home directly after the exam today. Her home is in T city, so it is very convenient to go home.
I told him regretfully: "She's not here."
I was about to hang up when the other end suddenly asked, "Are you Ning Xin?"
"Well, yes, you are?" In fact, I already heard the voice of classmate Xiao Cheng, but I just wanted to confirm it again.
"I'm Cheng Ze."
"Oh!" I thought I didn't know him very well, so I waited for him to continue.
"Can I trouble you to do me a favor?"
"What are you busy with?"
"I lost a game of cards, and the punishment for losing was that I had to call the girls' dormitory and ask a girl to go to the movies."
I looked at my watch carefully by the moonlight, and vaguely saw that the hour hand had passed eleven o'clock, and these boys were too pitiful.
"What if I can't make an appointment?" I asked.
"Then call the dorms one by one until you meet a kind-hearted and helpful girl."
Why does this sound so awkward to me? It seemed that if I refused, I would be an unkind, unhelpful girl. He can despise my IQ, but he cannot deny my kindness!
So, my brain got hot, and I asked again, "You really have to ask a girl to watch a movie because you lost the bet. It doesn't mean anything else, does it?"
He said, "Yes!"
"Okay, let me go."
He didn't seem to be surprised, and said plainly, "Thank you! See you at the entrance of the school cinema at six o'clock tomorrow afternoon!"
"Okay! Oh, by the way, I don't have a good memory. If you can't wait for me, send a page to remind me. I'm sure I didn't miss the appointment on purpose. My page number is XXXXXX."
He said "OK" and hung up.
In the silent night, the summer wind was blowing the curtains, and I watched for a long time without any sleepiness.
I guess I slept too much during the day!
The next day, my forgetful mind was inexplicably brightened, and I remembered a movie to watch all day.
I arrived at the door of the movie theater in the main building ten minutes early. Xiao Cheng was already waiting, wearing a clean white T-shirt and jeans, and holding two bottles of condensed water in his hand.
He and the drink are pleasantly cool in this summer.
As a foodie, I naturally took a bottle of my favorite orange juice unceremoniously: "Let's go, let's go in."
The show that day was "Titanic," my favorite movie, bar none.
I have seen this movie before, and I was conquered by Jack's perseverance and responsibility that did not match my age, shocked by the tragic and solemn shipwreck scene, and tortured to death by the vigorous love. So as soon as the movie kicked off and the music started, I felt a strong sense of sadness.
Even in the most romantic and emotional moments of the hero and heroine, I cried with snot and tears.
I ran out of facial tissue, so Xiao Cheng went out and bought a big pack of tissues for me.
I took a big bag of tissues and watched the whole movie.
The movie ended, and there were only two students left in the auditorium that could accommodate hundreds of people. I was holding a tissue and sobbing. He sat next to me and stayed with me without saying a word. For a long time, a long time.
We didn't leave until the auntie who was the doorman came to clean up.
The moonlight was weak, and it fell on the small road of the campus. The dim yellow street lights and the moon shadow were intertwined and mottled. He walked slowly beside me, and I stepped on his vague shadow with my head down.
In the light and shadow, the profile of his face seemed to have the feeling of Jack. I firmly believe that it is because I am still immersed in the emotion of "Titanic".
He asked me: "Is this movie really so touching? Makes you cry from beginning to end."
I stopped and looked up at him: "I have a low laugh point and a low tear point. When I was a child, I would cry when I watched "Journey to the West", when I watched "Hulu Brothers", I could even watch "Animal World". Swollen eyes from crying..."
He took a deep look at me, then looked at the strange eyes around him, and said to me, "I'll tell you a story."
I nodded, expecting him to continue.
"The fish said: 'I keep my eyes open all the time because I don't want to leave by your side.' The water said: 'I flow tirelessly all day long to surround you and hold you tightly.' The pot said:' It's almost cooked, and there is so much nonsense!'"
I couldn't stop laughing.
"Your laughter is indeed quite low." After saying that, he also smiled.
Under the crescent moon, his smile was particularly warm.
I think from that time, he was no longer a stranger to me.