Chapter 58: Willing to bet

(No.279—No.283)
No.279
The simple name is the same as mine, a combination of her parents' last names. Of course, unlike me, her parents have always been nice and loving.
"My parents have always spoiled me so much. They just leave me to do what I want. But I am also very good and never make a fool of myself. When I was a child, I thought that when I grow up, I want to find someone better than my dad. A good boy, then he married this boy for the first time, just as old as my parents."
Simple is really simple. She believes that from one thing to another, she is old. So she knew β in elementary school, β would be her lifelong good friend; so she met Han Xu before elementary school, Han Xu...
My train of thought was cut off on the word "Han Xu".
"Usually, do you feel that I am chasing him everywhere, so shameless?" Simple stopped crying, and would laugh when he said this.
She was not the little girl who would blush and beat people everywhere when we were ashamed of Han Xu.
I shook my head: "How come."
Simplicity never thinks wildly, never worry about gains or losses, never said I like you, never asked Han Xu to do anything for her, but never doubted and wavered.
Her kindness to Han Xu is only enviable.
No.280
Simple parents have never forced the simple to learn any talents: dancing, singing, Mathematical Olympiad, English... However, they will support those who are simple and interested.
For example, when I was simply going to preschool, I saw the ancient talented woman in the TV series holding ink and raising her wrist lightly. The next second the camera moved to a beautiful teeny lower case, and the romantic talent next to him couldn't help nodding, good words, good words...
She immediately jumped up from the sofa and shouted, Mom, I also want to learn calligraphy!
One truth that I have never understood when I was young is that what a talented person often values ​​is not the words, but the face of the girl who writes.
So I simply went to the Children's Palace to learn calligraphy happily. After two days of sandbags tied to my wrist, I was so tired that I cried and vowed never to go again. Parents persuaded her to insist on a few more days, there is always a process of learning, not afraid of suffering.
In the past few days, I simply met Han Xu.
While lying in front of the glass cabinet to browse the award-winning works of the students of the Children's Palace, the little boy pointed to a large character with dragons flying and phoenix dancing and said that this is his winning work.
Good word! Good word!
Simply drag the tone for a long time, completely like a romantic young lady who wants to soak up your ladies.
However, the young boy gave a simple glance, as if it was particularly shameful to be praised by a girl like her who lacked taste and appreciation at first glance.
If this is the case, why did you tell the strange girl that you wrote the character?
Han Xu has not been cute since he was a child. I wonder.
In short, I came here simply to learn the characters of Miss Boudoir, but on this day, I met the lady who can write in her life.
What is so good about Han Xu?
One relationship cannot understand another relationship. For example, I understand why I like Yu Huai, but I don't understand why I like Han Xu.
A little follower who never spares his own praise, and a "eldest lady" who never rarely listens to the praises of her little follower, when did the relationship between Simple and Han Xu begin? I have no clue.
It seems that on the day when puberty started, a few jokes were made; another day, the protagonist in the idol drama was fantasised as Han Xu... Everyone’s life has a special texture, simple texture. In the middle, the inlaid details are all about Han Xu.
Some things will be vilified by the audience. For example, I simply gritted my teeth and decided that I should study liberal arts for the sake of my future. Han Xu didn't keep him, but when he said goodbye after eating barbecue and drinking wine, no one would treat me as kind as you.
So that night last summer, she simply went home and told her parents that she didn't want to study literature.
Do people have the potential for Stockholm syndrome? After paying 11 million and getting a sigh, I feel that everything is worth it.
Simple has long been used to thinking about Han Xu when doing anything. Perhaps because I only met Yu Huai in my first year of high school, I would still be dissatisfied when I see his natural attitude occasionally. But simply following Han Xu since childhood, "being good for him" has become a habit, which is part of her growth, so natural, there is no need to stop and think.
No response from Han Xu. Seeing Han Xu's happiness when everything went smoothly, she was also happy. She took her share of happiness as a reward for this relationship.
"Later I understood," said with a simple smile, "he liked me to treat him well, but he didn't like me."
"How could he not..." I instinctively blurted out and went to comfort her.
"I know." Simply lowered his head and said softly.
No.281
I always laugh at movies and idol dramas, where conversations that should not be heard will always be heard, and meetings that should not be seen will always be seen...
I don't know if Simplicity also thinks so.
She skipped physical education class, slept on the table, and when she woke up, she found that the whole class was gone. Han Xu's baby exercise book fell to the ground. She picked it up and accidentally shook off the notes in it. That is Han Xu's usual chat with Bei Lin. Simply sitting next to Han Xu for so long, I never found any exchange between Han Xu and Bei Lin.
Simply, when Bei Lin first came to class, he said that this person is not as indifferent as I and β dislike, and he occasionally talks to her.
It was Han Xu who spoke.
Simplicity is a guy with such a simple mind. She thought Beilin was the same as β. Wisdom noticed her careful thoughts about Han Xu. She deliberately used this topic to get closer, so she thought about what she knew about Han Xu. The brilliance and embarrassment of the narration have been poured to Bei Lin.
What a smart girl Bei Lin is.
In the dense chat records, she pretended to know nothing about Han Xu, but every word she said "unintentionally" hit Han Xu's preferences and past.
The so-called hit it off.
Just like God was afraid that simplicity was not enough to give up, when she walked around the shadow of the stadium, she saw Han Xu and Bei Lin, avoided the free-moving crowd, sitting on the steps and chatting.
Bei Lin said that she admired the simplicity.
Simply don't know how bad Bei Lin's real life is, so that even someone like her can be envied.
"She and β are very enviable. I envy these people who are blessed in a certain way. Yu Huai is smart, simple and happy and simple. β can go to Beijing to take advantage of the score. Geng Geng's family seems to be rich. Me and you I say this, not to complain about fate. But sometimes, I really envy. When I am tired, I always want to find someone to talk about it, as if this way I have the courage to continue cheering on my own. Fortunately for you."
Bei Lin doesn't like to talk, doesn't mean she can't talk.
Simply seeing Han Xu pat Bei Lin's shoulder gently.
Han Xu said: "I am the same person as you. Simple their lives, not envy, you and me, we can only rely on ourselves."
"They" and "us".
Simply found that she had never known Han Xu before.
She knew that Han Xu had a habit of cleanliness. She knew that the habit of cleanliness came from being wet and forcibly "deeply kissed" by a relative’s bulldog when she was a child, but she didn’t know that relative was rich and powerful. He cried for a long time, and his parents argued for reason. However, the aunt ignored her contemptuously and only calmed her own dog; she knew that Han Xu could learn everything well, but she didn't know that she was in the children's palace calligraphy class. She said she would not learn if she didn't, but Han Xu did not dare to waste a penny. Tuition...
I once thought that Han Xu didn't like talking.
Later she learned that Han Xu just didn't like to talk to her.
Jian Jian watched quietly from behind, the two of them never looked back until she left.
Sometimes there is only so much love in this world, some people get it, and some people lose it.
Simply sitting alone in the shade of a tree, reading a few dense notes.
The blue handwriting is Han Xu, which can be recognized at a glance.
It's really a good word, a good word.
No.282
"Go to study literature again in high school, can you still have time?"
Simply tilted his head, stared at the tree outside the window, and said, "It's too late and there is no way."
"You don't have to run to learn essays just to avoid them. Tell Zhang Ping, can you just change seats? You and Zhu Yao change. Zhu Yao must be very happy to be closer to Bei Lin. She is very concerned about Bei Lin. How did Lin learn Chinese..." I'm still thinking of a way.
"I really regret choosing science," he smiled briefly. "So I studied hard and I hope to remedy it. I feel very sorry for my parents, they trust me so much, and I rank in over 40 in every exam. , They never scolded me."
Simple efforts are obvious to me and β. The person who went to the school gate at noon to negotiate with the small vendors became the two of us, just to make it easy to squeeze a little more time during the lunch break, just a little bit.
She was so deficient that she would step into the basin, but her grades did not improve any more. We all know that simplicity is not the material, and the days sitting next to Han Xu will only make her life worse. Forty-five minutes of self-study, it is conceivable how much she has learned.
"Dog man and woman." I still couldn't get angry after all.
Although β and I knew about Han Xu and Bei Lin for a long time, and always avoided mentioning it in front of simple, at this moment, I still couldn't help but surge in blood.
"No," simply shook his head, and said seriously, "I always shave my head and pick my head, and I don't blame anyone. He didn't promise that he would marry me if I was good to him. What's wrong with him? "
Which of us is not like this.
"Wishful thinking, you have to be willing to bet." Simply put.
For her, studying liberal arts is already a dead horse as a living horse doctor.
She simply patted her and stood up and said that she wanted to go for a walk by herself. I sat on the steps and watched her leave.
Halfway through, Jian Jian suddenly turned around and said with a smile, "Geng Geng, I went to a liberal arts class, and we will always be good friends."
"Nonsense." I frowned.
She chuckled and ran away.
I remember this sentence. A year ago, in the Brazilian barbecue city, Jian Jian and β drank too much and cried together, Jian Jian suddenly shouted at us like this, we will always be good friends.
No.283
I took out my phone in a daze and sent a text message to Yu Huai.
"You said, was it a mistake for me to study science?"
After thinking about it, I deleted it word by word.
This behavior is too hypocritical. The simplicity makes me feel sad, but she is right, it is our own pleasure.
Willing to bet.
The top floor of the administrative district is not much cooler than the classroom. I looked at three pages of example sentences. My brain was really unwilling to work, so I was so angry that I had to drop my book and stand up and move my stiff butt. Distracted, I stood on the small platform and looked around. I accidentally discovered that a wall was engraved with graffiti of the freshly graduated senior high school students.
"Whose paintings can bloom with snow lotus flowers, but they don't draw the symmetry axis of the hyperbola."
"The original poster is so hypocritical."
"Who knows how to paint snow lotus, I will too, look!"
"Who knows the hyperbolic axis of symmetry, so will I, look!"
"What did you draw upstairs, where is the hyperbola?"
"Doesn't the host just want to draw the axis of symmetry? What watch! What bike!"
This graffiti saved my mood.
Some people are complaining about their grades, some are naming and scolding someone in a certain class, some are scolding along, some are helping XX back, some people say that after graduation, you must go to the beach to get drunk, some are making a wish, and some are making a promise.
Will they remember many years from now? Have all those wishes come true? Wouldn't those troubles be particularly ridiculous when you look back?
In the river of time, how many people carve boats for swords.
No matter how many of them were unfinished, time still moved forward steadily, driving them all out of Zhenhua. There are still large blanks on the wall, perhaps for us.
I watched with gusto, reading from looking up to bending, and finally squatting down.
The large window at the back has crossed edges and corners, and the setting sun shines through the window, leaving long and short inverted cross shadows on the message wall. Those writings were shining in the sun, and I suddenly saw a very light line in the shadow in the corner.
The handwriting is very new and new.
"Luo Zhi Ai Sheng Huainan, no one knows."
Suddenly, there were many photos that were accidentally touched in my mind. I couldn't pick them up, so I could only watch them fall from my eyes.
During the flag-raising ceremony, Luo Zhi's gaze direction.
At the school celebration, the sentence she suddenly cut off, and the broadcast on the rostrum above her head at this time, "Hello everyone, I am Sheng Huainan in Class 3 of the second year."
The notebook she wanted to read, with a slowly blooming expression on her face, tentatively "By the way, you...do you know how to get there? He's in Class 3. Should you... Should I take you there? "
And the phrase that smiled on the windowsill: "Geng Geng, I actually envy you very much."
The tears in my eyes made me a little confused to see the lonely line.
Why should I cry for a senior sister who is not very familiar to this day?
I don't know, maybe because of her, maybe because of simplicity, maybe because of myself.
It's taken for granted that we get the love of our parents since we were young. The unconditional acquisition eventually spoiled us. When we learned that some feelings also need to be obtained by ourselves, and even more so, we need to resign ourselves to fate.