A Book Dedicated to Our Youth - Chapter 55

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Zhang Jun likes to play, dance, sing, and play ball. He is proficient in everything. Huang Wei is also very good at playing. He starts to go out with Huang Wei often.

At first, I didn’t care, but later, Zhang Jun often sent Huang Wei home after school, and I felt a little uncomfortable.

But at that time, I was very proud. I was so proud that I did n’t even bother to show that I was jealous. So, when he asked me, “When I do n’t go home with you, do you mind if I go home with other girls?”

I pretended to smile without a mind: “Why should I mind?”

Zhang Jun shrugged indifferently, and said with a smile: “Do not mind.”

I was angry because he didn’t care, but I didn’t know that he was angry because I didn’t mind.

It didn’t take long for me to realize that in this relationship, it was not just me, but him. He was disappointed because I refused him to send me home, and now I do n’t mind him being with other girls at all. He is not only disappointed, but injured.

However, not only did I fail to understand his thoughts, but because I was angry, on the one hand, I pretended not to be a little angry, but on the other hand, I was very indifferent to him. He obviously wanted to see him, but he had to run and play with Yang Jun, Shen Yuanzhe, and Lin.

When Zhen Gongzi and Tong Yunzhu saw me like this, they would persuade Zhang Jun to break up, while Yang Jun and Lin still saw Zhang Junming being my boyfriend, but they played with other girls without considering my feelings. Naturally He will also be dissatisfied with him.

After Zhang Jun felt uncomfortable, he ignored the opinions of his friends and decided to be better for me. He thought that as long as he was better for me, I would really fall in love with him and care about him.

At that time, I didn’t know that Zhang Jun’s mood was ups and downs. I only knew that I was angry, but Zhang Jun suddenly stopped sending Huang Wei home, and stopped hanging out with Huang Wei alone. He treats me so well, and I like him so much, and the two naturally reconciled. But that kind of reconciliation, although sweet, did not solve the problem, but was a concession and sacrifice on one side.

April is Zhang Jun’s birthday. That day, he invited all his classmates and friends from outside the school. The boxes were crowded. Guan He was stunned and asked me, “How does Zhang Jun know so many people?”

I said: “People who are willing to spend money have many friends.”

Guan He asked me: “What gift did you prepare for Zhang Jun?”

“Do I come to congratulate him on his birthday, isn’t it the best gift?”

“No kidding, you really didn’t prepare a gift?”

I looked at Zhang Jun to see that he was talking to others, not paying attention to this side. Open the backpack and show Guan He a beautiful glass bottle with ninety-nine lucky stars in it.

“It’s so beautiful!” She leaned over to the glass bottle and looked closely.

I whispered in Guan He’s ear: “I stacked it myself, and there is a sentence hidden in each lucky star.”

Guan He’s eyes were relaxed: “I made a wind chime to make Zhang Jun a birthday present, and it took a weekend.”

I sighed in her heart that her pride is stronger than me. I am a typical “who loves, but the enemy is quick”. The more caring, the more proud; for those who do not care, I will not care about the rogue Guan He is proud and reserved no matter to whom.

Most of the people who came did not know Guan He and I, and we were not interested in knowing, so we sat in the corner and chatted.

Zhang Jun came to our table with a few people: “Qiqi, Guan He, do you still know everybody?”

Everyone froze for a moment, and then screamed, they were actually elementary school students. In recent years, in order to put an end to those unpleasant memories, I almost did not associate with elementary school students. See you more than four years later, maybe because I am doing very well now, with confidence, I started to become calm, even with the joy of reunion after a long time.

Some students are about to graduate from technical school and have already worked in an internship unit, some students are doing small business, some girls have been engaged, and a few are in high school like us. I have n’t seen them for a few years, but my classmates who have been sitting in the same classroom have completely different life paths.

Everyone huddled together and eagerly exchanged the gossip messages of each classmate. The names were mentioned by everyone. They all seemed familiar, but I always wanted to think about it for a while.

When they mentioned Zhou Yun ’s name and said that she was in high school in the Experimental Middle School, my heart immediately shivered uncontrollably, keeping a smile with a high degree of vigilance, for fear that they would mention anything, even though they knew it was a lot The pen has long been nothing. In the trouble of growing up, Zhou Yun’s pen is not enough to care about.

After the students exchanged the gossip they knew each other, they started talking about the anecdote in elementary school. They teased Gao Fei when they watched “Mother Loves Me Again”, crying more miserably than the girl. Acknowledge that he tried to refute and was unanimously suppressed.

Gao Fei’s girlfriend glared at him like he didn’t know him.

Everyone laughed happily.

They talked to each other again, saying who loved whom, and said that Zhang Jun was very good at writing love letters. Almost all of their love letters were written by Zhang Jun, and one classmate pointed at another classmate and said: “He gave you The love letter was written by Zhang Jun. “Another immediately pointed to Gao Fei and said to Guan He:” He also wrote your love letter to Zhang Jun. ”

Gao Fei’s girlfriend pretended to be very angry, and said to Gao Fei grimly: “I think I don’t know enough about you. I must talk about it when I go back tonight.”

Gao Fei took it seriously and shouted anxiously: “At that time, almost all the boys in the class liked Guan He, and everyone handed her a note.” Pointing at the male students one by one, “You said, have you liked it yet? With you! I remember that after Guan He rejected you, you stole your dad’s wine, told us to drink it, and finally was beaten up by your dad. “He pointed to Zhang Jun again,” And you, have you made an appointment? ” He went out to play? He was rejected by Guan He, and he said arrogantly to all of us: ‘It’s not that I’m not good, but Guan He has no vision!’ ”

Guan He blushed and shook his hand and said, “Please, this is all about sesame seeds, don’t talk about it.”

Gao Fei-toi proudly proved that all the boys on the scene liked the lotus, and said flatteringly to his girlfriend: “Everyone was at the time, and it was not a real love between men and women, or we can discuss with each other. Should we take turns to make an appointment with Guan He? We also paid ten yuan each and collected 80 yuan, betting who can make an appointment with Guan He, the money will belong to whoever. ”

Gao Fei’s girlfriend asked curiously: “Who has made an appointment?”

“Guan He is Mount Everest, and we are all killed before we reach the mountainside!”

Everyone laughed.

Zhang Jun sat sideways beside me, resting one hand on the back of my chair, holding his head in one hand, looking at me, pursed his lips and smiled. I also maintain a smiling expression, but I feel a bit bitter in my heart. If I change to any girl, maybe I will not mind, but he is Zhang Jun, who I love to inferiority, she is the burden I envy to inferiority. In front of me, I don’t have any confidence to release easily.

After Guan He repeatedly begged, everyone stopped talking about her and came to joke with Zhang Jun. They said, “Tell me about the love process, who will chase first?”

“You two are too engaged, why are you together now?”

“I always thought it was a rumor, and now I dare to believe that this is true. The secrecy work has been done so well. Who on earth do you like first?”

Zhang Jun glanced at me and said with a smile: “Of course I like her first.”

Gao Fei’s girlfriend asked me, “I heard that you are the first grade in No. 1 middle school, is that true?” I nodded, and she screamed, “Ah! I was with the first grade in No. 1 middle school! Future Tsinghua University student! “She grabbed a long glass with her hand as a microphone and put it in front of me:” Interview, I have never heard that the first-grade good students will fall in love, may I ask Zhang What magic power does Jun have? ”

My face was red and scared, and for a long while I said, “I am not a good student.”

She said: “Please! None of the first grades are good students, who else is a good student? Excessive humility is a pride!” Everyone laughed, only about the lotus, and the smile was becoming more and more reluctant.

Gao Fei’s girlfriend moved the “microphone” to Zhang Jun: “How does it feel to catch the first grade of No. 1 Middle School? Do you feel very respectful?”

I was very embarrassed, Zhang Jun smiled and did not speak. It happened that the friend on another table was Zhang Jun. Zhang Jun took the opportunity to stand up and said: “I’ll go over, you can play casually.”

When the people arrived at about the same time, everyone started eating while karaoke. The sound of the restaurant is not good, and the ability to correct the sound is very weak. Many people are very engaged in singing, but it is difficult to listen to.

Elementary school students coaxed Guan He to sing: “Go shock them and let them know what singing is.”

Guan He resigned slightly and picked up the microphone.

Guan He chose to sing an old song, Ye Qianwen’s “Straight Away”, which became popular all over the world a few years ago. When the song rang, everyone unknowingly calmed down.

The world passes by and the passengers rush up and down

A few people can see through

Hongchen is so crazy and affectionate

Sometimes get together

Stay half awake and stay half drunk

At least you follow me in the dream

I bet on youth tomorrow

You change your life with true love

Years do not know how much sadness on earth

Why not just walk around

The melody of this song seems easy to catch, but it is not easy to sing, because if you want to sing that free and fearless feeling, you need a very strong voice. Guan He’s voice is like her temperament, soft outside and strong inside, completely sing the feeling of this song, I even think she sings better than Ye Qianwen.

Everyone was infected by her and clapped her hands collectively.

I used the afterglow in the corner of my eye to see Zhang Jun sitting on another table. He looked at Guan He with a worried expression on his face.

Everyone’s emotions are getting more and more passionate. It happens to be an old song. Everyone can sing. So they clap their hands and sing along with Guan He.

After Guan He sang, everyone shouted: “One more song, another song.”

Guan He smiled and put down the microphone, came over, pushed me and said, “You also sing a song.”

I shrank back and refused to agree. joke! I just got Zhuyu. I’m going up now. Isn’t Dong Shi running away from Xi Shi Bimei?

All the students at the same table, all fearing that the world is not chaotic, immediately followed the coax: “Luo Qiqi, Luo Qiqi!”

I looked at Guan He for help, hoping that she would understand that I didn’t want to be in the limelight. During the performance of the arts, I practiced a few months of songs, but I ca n’t sing on the stage, not to mention such impromptu singing? She was always understanding, but today it seems she can’t understand my psychology at all, and she coaxes her classmates.

As they roared, no matter who knew me or not, if they heard Luo Qiqi’s name, they all knew that Zhang Jun’s girlfriend immediately followed him and shouted “Luo Qiqi”. I kept quitting. Afterwards, even afterwards, I felt that I was disgusted with hypocrisy, but everyone was still insistently calling, especially girls.

I measured the belly of a woman with the heart of a villain, and seriously doubted that they were all unintentional, just wanting to see me ugly.

Finally, I was pushed to the TV.

Sing what? I really don’t know what I should sing. I like to listen to old songs that are so mellow, I like to listen to American country music, and I don’t care much about fashion trends. The more I wanted to come up with it sooner, the less I could think of it. Everyone was waiting for me quietly, and the atmosphere was very weird.

that’s nice! This time it was really shameful! And all are Zhang Jun’s friends!

I boasted that my cheeky face, which was already invincible in the world, couldn’t resist, so I started to find a hole to drill.

Embarrassed, Zhang Jun held another microphone, held his hand high, and asked aloud: “I strongly request to sing with my family Qiqi, who has an opinion? Who has an opinion?”

“No, no! Who dares to have it?” The students laughed, and the awkward atmosphere was gone.

Zhang Jun whispered a word to Zhen Gongzi, walked next to me with a microphone, and began to play a familiar melody on the stereo. It was Zhang Xueyou’s song that Zhang Jun often sang to me.

Nothing, nothing

Break through the world but seek the night

I can see you after running around

Do you know

Ordinary or bland

Own world but beg for sunrise

I can see you after the early morning

That’s already fine

When everything around you is like the wind, you let me find Genti

Reluctant to leave, only to stay low, is never withered

And every day, every day, this drunk

I love you more and more to full diarrhea

I found that I love writing with you the most

Tomorrow night

And every day, every day

I love you more and more to full diarrhea

I love you the most with my life

No matter what the wind will be tomorrow

What is the name

It tastes good but still alive

Chao Zhao can see you every night

That’s better

When everything around you is like the wind, you let me find Genti

Reluctant to leave, only to stay low, is never withered

And every day, every day, this drunk

I love you more and more to full diarrhea

I’m talking about Zhang Jun singing with me. In fact, Zhang Jun is almost singing alone. At first, I followed him to sing a few words. Later, I felt that he sang so nicely. I was totally superfluous, so I didn’t sing at all, just listen to him.

He stood on the other side of the TV, not watching the lyrics on the TV, but looking at me. I kept staring at him, hoping he could understand a little bit, and looked away, but he kept looking at me, and I was ashamed and annoyed, and the classmates started laughing and applauding, I can only ignore him , Turned his head to stare at the screen, pretending to study the lyrics.

At the end of the song, many boys whistled and made fun of Zhang Jun: “No matter, this song was sung by Zhang Jun, Luo Qiqi sang another song.”

Zhang Jun smiled at them, but he didn’t take their words at all, handed the microphone to others, and pulled me back to the table.

The elementary school students shuddered and made us look nauseous. Gao Fei’s girlfriend reprimanded him: “Did you see it? This is your role model.”

Gao Fei raised her sleeves to show her: “Did you see? Goose bumps all over.”

Guan He stared at me and Zhang Jun, turned his head, and stared at the TV screen, as if listening to someone singing intently.

At ten o’clock, everyone sang together after singing “Happy Birthday” to Zhang Jun. It is estimated that because of the shadow of the last dissatisfaction and dissipation, Zhen Gongzi did not ask to see the gift I gave to Zhang Jun, and the other people’s coaxing was also ruthlessly suppressed by them.

Zhen Gongzi and I helped Zhang Jun deliver the gifts to Zhang Jun’s house. After they left, I took out the birthday gift prepared for him from my backpack.

Zhang Jun shook the glass bottle, looked at the colorful lucky stars inside, and asked happily, “Is it all stacked by yourself?”

“Ok.”

“Thank you.” Zhang Jun looked around the room, opened the glass door of the bookcase, and put the glass bottle in, so that when he lay on the bed, he could see it when he looked up.

I smiled secretly with secret joy. I did n’t tell him that a few months ago, I was preparing a birthday gift for him, only one was stacked each day, and each one was the most serious and perfect. Before going to bed every night, I would sit at the table, think back about the things between us, write a sentence on the colored paper that I wanted to say to him, and then put the word side inwards and stack it into a lucky star. As long as the lucky star is disassembled, you can see the words inside. In this bottle, there are ninety-nine sentences I want to tell him.

I don’t want to tell him directly now. I want to wait for a day when he suddenly finds out unexpectedly and gives him a big accident. Thinking of his surprise expression at that time, I was expecting and nervous.

Zhang Jun took me home and walked to the river. I said, “Sit for a while by the bridge, will you?”

Zhang Jun, who had been silently fascinated for a while, said, “Okay.”

In addition to Lucky Star, I also prepared a second birthday gift for him. I want to tell him on this bridge that we played with as a child. Since that time, I have loved him, until now, and will continue into the future. .