C10

Night came amidst the hardships of the people. Returning to her residence, Mu Xinyi held the new Nokia men phone that Chen Hewen, Ye Xuan, and the others had gone to buy. She had bought the same phone with Chen Hewen, Ye Xuan, and the others, intending to give it to the person they loved deeply.

Lying on the bed, his eyes were staring at the package. At this moment, a white figure appeared in Mu Xinyi's mind. That frown, that smile, that look, had completely sunk Mu Xinyi within it.

"He's been gone for a month. When will he be back? How is he doing out there? Will he forget me and like other girls? "

Feeling slightly worried, Mu Xinyi silently thought in her heart.

Two years ago, when the new students reported for the meeting, the gentle, refined, and handsome Zhang Song almost took away Mu Xinyi's soul.

Night slowly slipped away as time flowed by.

Unknowingly, Mu Xinyi had fallen asleep. She was still holding the gift that she planned to give to her lover. Would that day come?

"Sighing at the infatuation of youth, parting for love. Laughing at the world, who knows when I will be lonely." In her dream, Mu Xinyi was running all over the place. Was she looking for her beloved person?

That night, Mu Xinyi slept soundly and temporarily forgot everything from before. She held a strand of hope in her heart and hoped that there would be a day when she could achieve her goals.

The young girl's heart was always filled with yearning. Her dreams were always filled with beauty.

In the morning, Mu Xinyi woke up to the sound of birds chirping and started her day's work — going to school to study.

In the distance, a handsome young man was currently in a dark slum. He looked at the picture of the face of a deity in his hands. Tears welled up in his eyes, and his heart ached.

When it came to feelings, he didn't really understand them. He didn't even know what love really meant, but he missed people in the distance day and night.

He did not care whether that love, that care, was love or not. He only hoped to see the angel in his heart again one day. Even if he did not speak, he would feel gratified with just a few glances from afar.

First love hazy, pure love, simple and pure, not necessarily results, but never forget.

He had lost his father when he was young, and his life had been shaky. He had almost lost the meaning to live, and it was they and she who had allowed him to see the meaning to life.

At that moment, his expression became sluggish as he entered a state of infatuation. He softly murmured the name of the person in the photo.

This scene lasted for a long time until the morning sunlight shone through the leaves on his face. Only then did a blinding light wake him up from his infatuation.

I like a flatter love, quietly lead two people's lives, but I was destined to meet a fierce, every time set off a bloody wind.

The young man's heart was always filled with yearning. The young man's dreams would always be filled with too many beautiful things.

At the age of seventeen, Zhang Song had experienced wind and rain, but the purest dream in the depths of his heart was always the same.

That night, Zhang Song did not sleep. He had temporarily forgotten everything that had happened in the past. His heart was filled with hope for the day when he could lift his eyebrows and be proud of himself.

In the morning, he woke up under the gentle sunlight. He washed up and left the simple, ordinary, and simple bungalow to begin his work for the day.

The world is thin, the favor is evil, the rain sends the evening flowers to fall easily. Xiao Feng dry, tear marks, want to write the mind, monologue do not rely on the column. Difficult! Difficult! Difficult! People are different, today is not the same, the soul of the disease is often like the swing rope. The horn is cold, the night is dim, afraid of people to ask, tears forced joy. Hide! Hide! Hide!

Time slipped by as both of them thought about it. In the blink of an eye, the school's classes had come to an end. Today, the teacher announced the correct time for the semester's final exam, which meant that after the exam, the students would have to go home on vacation, waiting for the Spring Festival to arrive.

The students, faced with the upcoming exams, were a little nervous and apprehensive, fearing that they would fail the exams and not get a high score. Since the exams had already cast an indelible shadow over them since they were young, one could see that the education system in Ziggy was still lacking and incomplete; however, when they thought that the new year would soon arrive and they could temporarily get out of school, they could still go out for a stroll with their friends and friends.

The whole family was happy and sad. Although the majority of students had this kind of mentality, this was nothing much. After all, this was the mentality of most modern students. Everyone was extremely excited as they waited for the arrival of the new year. However, there was one person who was depressed all day and seemed to have a heavy heart. Zhang Fei saw this and felt pain in his heart. He also felt helpless towards this Mu Xinyi and Zhang Song.

Mu Xinyi was a rare girl with both beauty and talent. Her love was completely given to that proud and aloof Zhang Song who hid everything in his heart.

At this moment, Mu Xinyi was sitting on her seat, but her eyes were firmly staring at the nearby scenery. Her thoughts passed through the time barrier and drifted toward the place far away where he existed.

"To live and die with one another, let it be so." In the hands of a zealot, they would live with each other until the end of time. I don't believe in you. Where are you, Song? Why have you never contacted me? Do you know how much I miss you? How are you doing over there? Would they think of me like I think of you? " Waves of sighs sounded out, unable to conceal the feeling of yearning within his heart.

No one noticed Mu Xinyi's longing for Zhang Song. However, Zhang Fei, seeing Mu Xinyi's reaction, must have been thinking about him again. However, he couldn't do anything else. Besides consoling them, there was nothing else he could do! When he thought of Zhang Song and Mu Xinyi, Zhang Fei also lightly sighed. He turned his eyes away and no longer looked at Mu Xinyi.

As the students waited, time passed. In the blink of an eye, more than a week had gone by. Zhang Fei, Zhang Jun, Zhang Han, Zhou Xinmin, and the others had been eating, drinking, and playing as usual, without any awareness of the upcoming exam. Under the teasing and teasing of everyone, Ye Xuan had finally gotten together with Su Xiang, who, in addition to attending class and pestering Ye Xuan's side all day long, had been very happy together. As for Xin Yi, she had been busy studying all day long, and had been missing Zhang Song.

During this period, Zhang Song did not have a good life. While he was away for a while, Zhang Song changed jobs and worked as a cleaner, a waiter, and a painter. He sold newspapers and cleaned windows for other people; he was fired because he was too young. After that, he worked as a temporary worker, followed the workers to the construction site as a laborer, and also worked as a home tutor. It could be said that in this period of time, Zhang Song had actually lived a very difficult life. It could be said that in this period of time, Zhang Song had actually lived a very difficult life. However, this was a lesson that Zhang Song had to learn, and he had to learn it as well. Perhaps it was already predestined that his path of refining his heart would go through many twists and turns, and wouldn't go too smoothly. When this happened, Zhang Song could only gladly accept it. "With a sigh, Zhang Song closed his eyes and carefully thought back to his past month. He felt that his life was very strange, always going up and down, never having a single moment of peace.

At the age of seventeen, Zhang Song had never been able to hold his head up high. He was always patient, always enduring, and always living in depressed times.

The harsh reality caused Zhang Song, who should have been happy, to experience bitterness and bitterness that ordinary people could not understand.

After changing so many jobs, Zhang Song had recently found a job as a computer apprentice. This was a private enterprise. Before Zhang Song left for work, there was already an apprentice in the shop. Including Zhang Song and the boss, there were only three people in the shop. Fortunately, the boss was very friendly, treating Zhang Song and the other apprentice as if they were his own brothers. Zhang Song would help solve any difficulties he faced, so Zhang Song started working in this computer maintenance company, studying maintenance knowledge during the day and tutoring others during the night.

Just like this, a normal, ordinary, and boring life would begin. However, in this strange society, what would Zhang Song's road to being a heart refiner be like? How did he look forward to the future? Could the fast pace of life in a big city completely change Zhang Song's frozen heart?

"December 24th, clear weather. Today was the thirtieth day after Zhang Song left, exactly one month, and today was Christmas Eve. After class, my friends all went to the movies with their beloved boys, and when they saw them holding each other's hands as they happily left, at that moment, I couldn't help but feel tears welling up in my eyes. Looking at their happy smiles, I thought of Zhang Song, I thought of the little bits and pieces I had walked past with him, I thought of how we had gone to film Tieba together, I thought of how we sat watching the night sky with our backs to me, I thought of how I had kicked football, I thought of kissing them for the first time, I thought of sleeping together with them for the first time … Thinking of this, bean-sized tears drop by drop from my eyes, tears wet my clothes, but I do not have the slightest intention of stopping. Although Zhang Song temporarily left me, feeling extremely anxious and disappointed in my heart, but thinking of the little things I once had with him, I would always be very happy. Tomorrow is Christmas, and I wish he could walk with me, maybe I shouldn't be so selfish. He has his job, and I don't want to be, and I can't be, a stumbling block in his path. He didn't know how to spend Christmas Eve in the distance. What about Christmas tomorrow? According to his personality, he should be spending his days at work. Perhaps, even he might not be able to remember this Christmas Eve. Every time I imagined Zhang Song working hard, my heart would hurt. I really couldn't bear to part with him. My distant lover, do you know that I miss you? I really want to, I really want to. Are you thinking about me too? Song, why didn't you call me after leaving for a month? How are you doing over there? Are you thin? Song, you have to take good care of yourself outside. I miss you so much … Tears welled up in her eyes again. "Alright, let's just say that I miss your Xinyi." Mu Xinyi sat in front of the desk and wrote down today's diary with tears all over her face.

In the dead of night, Mu Xinyi gradually fell asleep. In the silence, the flowing thoughts turned into memories and slowly disappeared into the distance with the passing of time.

If, let the night stop singing, only left a faint silhouette, whether my melancholy, with the night will be quiet and quiet; if, let memories stop spreading, only left a light warmth, whether my memory, will stop with the end of memory.