Li Linlin sent a text message without saying anything, but the meaning was very clear, Xu Tingsheng is about to graduate, do you want to come and see him
According to the traditions of some countries, the graduation ceremony is actually one of the most important moments in life. Most of the time, family members and lovers will be there to accompany them.
After a while, she received a reply from Xiang Ning.
"I'm not going." Simple four words, without even finding any extra reasons or excuses.
"Did you forget that he went to your junior high school and performed on stage to celebrate your birthday? It was the last time I heard it in college." Li Linlin was a little unwilling, hoping to arouse Xiang Ning's touch. The premise of her doing this is not only because of Xu Tingsheng, but also because she knows that Xiang Ning also likes Xu Tingsheng.
"I forgot."
"I don't want to hear it either."
"Sister, teacher, you don't know, actually... that's not for me."
Xiang Ning replied three times in a row.
Li Linlin was confused for a moment.
"I'm going to sleep, good night sister teacher." Xiang Ning sent another message.
Li Linlin had no choice but to reply: "Good night."
The next day, until Xiang Ning went to school, she didn't contact Li Linlin again. And Li Linlin was thinking because of the sentence "That's not for me", maybe she missed something, in this case, she was reluctant to let her force Xiang Ning.
Last week until graduation.
Xu Tingsheng discussed with the students and teachers who organized the party, planning to choose a song suitable for graduation, such as Gao Xiaosong's campus ballad, Shuimunianhua's "I Have You in My Life", Zhang Zhenyue's new song "Goodbye" just released the year before...
Finally, it was decided that it was Pu Shu's "Those Flowers".
Zhang Ninglang finally had his first night out in his college career.
The next morning, he returned to the dormitory with a tired face... Everyone looked at him excitedly and wretchedly. But it's not easy to ask. How can I ask about this? How was the battle going in the first battle? Ask the enemy to resist fiercely or surrender directly
No one asked, but Zhang Ninglang said it himself. "Now I have finally discovered the disadvantages of the school girl's long braid." He said depressingly.
"What's wrong?" Li Xingmin asked.
"I didn't do anything, I was listening to the same sentence all night, senior, you are pressing my hair. Can you blame me? Her hair is so long, it hasn't been tied yet, half of the bed is..." Zhang Ning Lang sighed and said, "I was so nervous that I didn't sleep all night... Thinking about what to do after marriage?"
The other four laughed unsympathetically.
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From receiving a text message from Li Linlin on the weekend, to returning to school, Monday, Tuesday... until Friday.
Xiang Ning tried her best to concentrate on preparing for the final exam, trying to remind herself that she will be in her third year of high school soon, work hard, don't think about that person, don't think about him dancing stiffly and saying: "I'm here to celebrate your birthday, Happy birthday."
For the two songs that day, Xiang Ning always felt that Xu Tingsheng was saying: "You are my flower, the brightest star in the night sky."
Men always have a lot of flowers, white roses, red roses, maybe yellow roses or something. And me? Maybe it's not even a rose, it's just a short, small flower.
Where are the stars? The meaning must be very far away.
Xiang Ning, who used to be playful and talkative in the dormitory, and was deducted a lot of grades in the four competitions of the class, has performed much better recently, because she always lies on the bed and does not speak.
English class on Friday.
The trainee teacher who replaced Xu Tingsheng took her last class.
Perhaps because of the similar age and the difference in intimacy, it is always easy for students to have feelings of reluctance with the trainee teachers. And trainee teachers are often more prone to sentimentality.
A few minutes before the bell rang, the not-so-beautiful but lovely intern teacher said goodbye and said I love you all with tears in her eyes.
The Western style of "I love you" seems to be easier to express.
The students responded enthusiastically.
"I love you." The trainee teacher sniffed, then said it again in Chinese with a smile.
This time... there was almost no response, not because of anything else, just because Chinese people seem to seldom say this sentence, even between lovers... let alone family and friends.
Moreover, in the local dialect of Yanzhou, the expression "I love you" does not actually exist. Of course you can insist on it, but the pronunciation will inevitably become very strange.
The English teacher pretended to be aggrieved, and then said: "It seems that everyone is always shy because of saying I love you, and can't speak. In fact, in many Western countries, I love you is a common expression between family members and lovers. If you have a chance, remember to tell your parents that I love you once."
Because of this passage, Xiang Ning remembered that she had seen a movie in which it said that more than half of the text messages of Italians contained the word love, and she told the uncle excitedly at that time.
What about me and him? It seems that most of the time they just say "like", not love. Are you not used to expressing it? Or is there really a difference
Xiang Ning thought about whether Xu Tingsheng had ever said "I love you" to herself. It seemed that he had never even said "I love you" in English.
On the podium, the English teacher continued this topic. "Do you know what I love you in other countries, how do you say it?" A few minutes before the end of get out of class, she simply started chatting.
"Hey, Salang." A boy answered.
Everyone laughed, and in the era when Korean dramas are so popular, it is hard for everyone not to know this sentence. But more, no more.
"Then let me tell you a few more," said the female teacher, "Eu amo-te, Portuguese, I love you; Szeretlek, Hungarian; Miluji te, Czech; Ich liebe Dich, German... S'agapo, Greek …”
Xiang Ning was stunned.
These, "I love you" in various countries, if someone asked Xiang Ning to say it, she would definitely not be able to say it. But when the female teacher said it one after another... Xiang Ning was sure that she had heard many of them.
I can't remember clearly, but I must have heard it.
That was when she was fifteen to sixteen years old, and her tutor at that time was Xu Tingsheng.
Teacher Xu's English is very good, but he makes mistakes occasionally.
Every time he made a mistake, he would glance at Xiang Ning, and said nervously, "This, I made a mistake."
When he said it wrong the second time. Xu Tingsheng said, "I know, I remember."
Xiang Ning said: "I remember too, I will help you count."
Xu Tingsheng said, "Okay, you count."
The conversation at that time came to mind...
So, he had already said so much, I don't understand, I love you.
The get out of class bell rings.
After school, the teacher left, and the students who didn't live on campus on weekends also left in a hurry.
Xiang Ning sat in her seat.
The first time I met him, he was crying and laughing so ugly. The first time I struck up a conversation, he made an excuse to ask for directions, and he lied so funny. The sunshine between the branches that day...
later.
He said, Xiang Ning is good, turn around, close your eyes, cover your ears...
He said, I can trade everything for you...
He said, meeting you is the most beautiful thing...
He said, I will definitely marry you...
There are too many.
It's okay if you don't want to, but when you think about it, everything comes to your mind.
He is leaving.
Will he go to Shenghai? Xingchen is there, and he is not in charge of other companies.
May be gone tomorrow...
"Sister, teacher, I want to go to that party...but please don't tell him?"
"I just, want to see him again."
Xiang Ning sent a message to Li Linlin.