Chapter 18: chapter 18

chapter18
Du Ruo was insomnia.
The dormitory lights out at eleven, and she lies in the dark with her eyes wide open.
Night is emotionally sensitive.
She was sullen and difficult to breathe, and her unresolved emotions rolled in her chest, as if the balloon about to explode was approaching the critical point but had the last breath, nowhere to vent, no exit, and soon, her heart was transformed into negation .
She doesn't like him.
How could he like him?
There is no one in her head, and Dang Erlang is a bad temper.
When she turned around in bed countless times, He Huanhuan next door asked quietly, "Little grass, can't you sleep?"
"Well. I ate too much at night and was uncomfortable." She replied guilty. Fortunately, there was darkness all around, and the expression of lying would not be found.
"Me too. My stomach is so supportive but uncomfortable." He Huanhuan rubbed his belly and whispered, "You shouldn't eat that bunch of grapes just now."
The voice didn't fall, and Qiu Yuchen murmured in the darkness: "Eat sleep and eat, deserve to kill you."
"You didn't fall asleep?"
"And me." Xia Nan sighed and rolled over.
"What's wrong with everyone today?" He Huan was happy, giggling, "Live chat and lie chat!"
"What to talk about?" Du Ruo asked, and she wanted to chat at the moment. Anything would do, just don't let her hang around at night alone.
"Xia Nan, talk about your love history." He Huanhuan proposed.
"I'm also curious!" Du Ruo seconded.
Xia Nanxun said, "I have something to say, every paragraph is like that. I like it, stay together; I don't like it, separate."
"How long have you talked?"
"One junior high school, one high school."
"Where is Yuchen?"
"One in high school, oh, and another crush, unsuccessful."
"Are there many romantic plots? Every day is intimate and sweet like sugar." He Huanhuan said hopefully.
Xia Nan said lightly, "Did you read too much of your novel? Reality is not like that."
Du Ruo asked, "What's that?"
"You will be nice to me, and I will be nice to you, but then, you will lose my temper and I will fight with you. How can there be so many romances in idol dramas? In reality there are countless contradictions and frictions And quarrel. "
"Yes." Qiu Yuchen echoed.
Du Ruo puzzled: "Since it is so troublesome, why should everyone fall in love?"
"Ah, this question ... impulse? Instinct? I don't know." Qiu Yuchen greeted, "Xia Nan, why do you want to fall in love?"
Xia Nan yawned: "Because love has its sweet healing time, the sweetness will make you forget all its unhappiness and easily forgive it."
Everyone didn't answer at the same place, and all of a sudden they quieted down.
The sweetness of love will make people forgive the bitterness of life.
is it? Du Ruo was confused.
Her heart, at least what she can understand now is bitterness, astringent bitterness.
Of course, this will not be love. To her, love is too deep.
It's not a fog that can't find direction.
At first, it was clearly disgusting, but when the concern itself was unscrupulous under the coat of "hate", once the coat was stripped off, it was found that the concern hidden underneath had changed quietly.
The change came from when she couldn't tell.
She didn't want to think about it, but forcibly suppressed the emotions in her heart and closed her eyes forcefully.
...
After the busy Friday, the midterm exam is finally over.
On the weekend, Du Ruo and his classmates went to Xiangshan Autumn Tour.
It is the autumn leaves season and it is Saturday. Tourists on the mountain trails are crowded. The young and clean-faced students were mixed among the aunts, middle-aged couples, and young lovers, and slowly moved towards the top of the mountain as the crowds moved.
He Yi sighed: "In Beijing, you shouldn't travel on weekends, people are everywhere. Now, where is the Xiangshan Mountain Leaf Appreciation?
Li Wei relieved: "Just climb the mountain, or exercise."
Du Ruo was very willing.
At first, she had just passed the exam, and her studies were easy; at the same time, she was bored. At the moment, the mountaineering was just right for her. Looking up, the red leaves in the mountains are spectacular, and naturally they are more open-minded. Anything you should or shouldn't think is left behind.
Until passing a maple tree, a branch was lowered low, red and red across the road. She looked up at the red leaves and inadvertently saw a strange leaf.
The red leaves of the tree are only that one leaf. The shape of a small palm is red, yellow and green, and the leaves are divided into three equal parts.
What a beauty.
If only he could see it.
Thinking about it that way, she stomped the leaf off, carefully wrapped the toilet paper in a sticky note, for fear of being damaged.
The moment she rubbed the notepad lightly, she felt very clearly that she liked him so much.
That way, she no longer wanted to see the scenery.
The best scenery was in her pocket, but she didn't know what to do, and her mood became obscure.
After returning to the dormitory, Du Ruo sat for a long time.
On Saturday night, Xia Nan and Qiu Yuchen all went home. He Huanhuan went to Foreign Economics and Trade to find her high school classmate, and she will not return tonight.
Du Ruo only turned on a table lamp, and the three-colored maple leaf was placed under the lamp.
After sitting for a while, she turned on the computer and watched research videos from foreign universities. I don't know why.
She pushed away the computer anxiously, buried her head, clasped her head with both hands, and meditated in series on a series circuit and a parallel circuit.
After a while, she continued to watch the video, grabbing her notebook and pen to make notes.
At some point, I accidentally glimpsed the time on my computer as 7pm.
What is he doing at this time?
In the dormitory or at home?
She suddenly took off the headphones in anger, threw the pen on the table with a "bang", couldn't sit still, and stood up, kicking the chair fiercely, and the innocent chair was knocked loudly. She held her forehead with both hands, and walked around the table, saying aloud: "If the amplifier has strong AC noise, consider changing the non-inductive adjustment rod when adjusting the potentiometer ..."
Gradually, she slowed down, sat down slowly, adjusted the chair, but saw the floor-to-ceiling mirror behind the door, the girl sitting alone in the light in the dark.
She wore an ordinary pink sweater, still knitted by her mother. She spent half an hour last week cleaning up the from above.
Her hair was a little longer, her ears were drowning, and her chin was here. I don't know if the color of the skin is a nuisance. When there is no summer school, the lips are dark yellow. The lips are not as as before. The eyes, because of the light, look bright.
It doesn't look ugly, but it doesn't look good.
A face I couldn't find when I threw it in the crowd.
She suddenly felt sad.
Looking at the leaf on the table again, she had intended to bring it with her. If one day she touched him alone, she would take it out and pretended to say, "Look."
Maybe his eyes would stay on her for two seconds, feeling a little bit interesting; maybe he looked away boringly, and forgot about it in a blink of an eye.
But now, she clipped the leaf back into the scratch pad, pushed it aside, whispered, and lay her head on the table.
Secret love is not a good thing, it makes people's fragile self-esteem shatter into the dust.
So painful.
If only he looked up and suddenly didn't like him anymore.
The phone on the desk rang, and Du Ruo looked up. It was Li Wei.
"Hey?"
"Du Ruo, didn't you have dinner? We came back from Xiangshan too late, and the cafeteria was out of dinner, so we ran out to eat, and served as a class dinner. You too."
How could she have any mood, she just wanted to be alone in the darkness, and didn't want to go out: "I ..."
Just about to speak, I heard who Jingming was talking to: "Not many people, but it's not fun."
He didn't say much, but she could hear it clearly.
Du Ruo inadvertently sat up straight: "Where are you?"
...
At seven or eight in the evening, the campus is quiet and quiet, but it is lively outside. The vehicles on the road are like fish swimming in the river.
Du Ruo trot along the brightly lit storefront, walked into a food street, and found the restaurant Li Wei said in the fragrant smell.
She scratched her hair to sort it out, and licked her lips that had dried out due to sprinting.
Pushing the door into the box, more than twenty boys sat around a large table.
She saw Jingming at a glance. He lowered his head slightly, and was unexpectedly quiet, wondering what he was thinking.
And her inexplicable mood on this day was calmed down at this moment.
"Du Ruo, you are here." Wan Ziang found her first and waved at her. "I have a seat for you."
The box wasn't busy at all, and everyone didn't speak loudly. Wan Ziang said hello, all the speakers were paused, and all came over to watch, except Jing Ming.
He was thinking something, as if he didn't hear her name.
Du Ruo sat between Wan Ziang and Li Wei.
Wan Ziang asked, "What beverage do you want to drink?"
Du Ruo: "No, just like everyone, just drink water."
"Who said we drank water and drank it later."
Du Ruo: "... Ah ..."
Opposite, Zeng Kefan joked: "Then don't drink, just follow us."
Du Ruo immediately waved his hand: "I don't drink."
"Really?"
"I really don't. I never drink it. What do you lie to?"
"Never drank?"
"Ok."
"Try something new later and see what it tastes like."
Du Ruo covered his eyes with one hand and smiled: "..." Knowing that he was teasing her, but still made a pleading look in cooperation, "Can't you let me go?"
Now, a few other boys helped her: "Don't ignore him. I'll give him all in a while."
Zeng Kefan held his chest and looked up and mourned: "I'm just kidding, how can I become a public enemy?"
Du Ruo laughed, but Yu Guang hurriedly glanced at Jing Ming next to Li Wei, only to see his side. Since she entered the room, he has been very quiet, without speaking or looking at her.
He and her classmates are familiar, but somehow he has been quiet.
There was a group of jokes here, and the boy around Jingming said a low voice, Jing Ming tilted his head slightly to listen to one ear, and then raised his mouth and smiled. The smile was short and superficial, not too much.
What's up with him? Are you worried? Du Ruo was disturbed.
Jing Ming seemed to feel the glance of this head and looked over. The light on the glass turntable reflected into his eyes, shining like a star.
Du Ruo was shocked, and immediately sat back, taking Li Wei to block the sight of the two.
After a while, it was served.
Li Wei asked her if she wanted to drink.
Du Ruo said, "I taste it."
He really took a sip of wine at the bottom of her glass, and she drank it, sticking her tongue out, "It's not good."
Everyone laughed and didn't embarrass her.
"Then stop drinking." Wan Ziang removed the wine glass in front of her.
Jing Ming didn't drink, and he took the dishes in front of him and put them in his mouth to chew a few bites. There was no interest in eating.
There was a boy smoking at the table. He gave him a cigarette. He raised his hand and declined: "No."
Du Ruo was also a little confused.
After a while, Jing Ming suddenly whispered to Li Wei: "I think about it, now this specification is not working, it has to speed up as a whole. Make a standard watch again at night."
Li Wei: "Then you have to eat and leave."
"Um." He seemed to have figured out what he had in mind, so he had an appetite and started chatting with people at the table.
It turned out that Du Ruo sighed and ate food.
She accidentally dripped oil on her sleeve halfway up, and she got up to go to the bathroom.
Wet the sleeves, stuck the hand sanitizer, rubbing the stains, and heard Jingming's voice outside: "What's the matter?"
Then Li Wei's lowered voice said: "Min Enzhu cried with me for a long time, and I guess she meant to ask me to ask you ... this time, can't I reconcile?"
Jingming: "No."
Du Ruo hesitated.
Outside, Li Wei also sighed: "Think clearly?"
"Oh," Jing Ming thought ridiculous, "when did I think about things?"
"You say you've been together for so long, and the trouble has passed ..."
"Have you never finished?" Jing Ming interrupted impatiently.
Li Wei stopped talking.
After a while, Jing Ming's tone eased: "I know the way I will go in the future, she is not my fellow traveler. Even the basic support cannot be achieved."
Li Wei said, "I see. I won't advise it anymore."
Footsteps left.
The stains on Du Ruo's sleeves have been rubbed clean.
She unscrewed the faucet and drew the foam, slamming her lips and smiling.