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The school literary society started to absorb new members. Since I was bored, I wrote an essay and sent it over. I didn't expect it to be published in the school newspaper not long after. Many students in the class seemed to have forgotten that I was the flower of the big radish, as I as a scholar, its name: Feng Lianzhi.

The president of the literary society personally took me on as an editor. I was a passionate pursuer of literature, and I readily agreed, from then on, to my way to the College Literary Society (six months later, I became a vice-president, and a year later, I was promoted to the position of president). My essays, novels, poems, etc.

People are afraid of being famous, and pigs are afraid of being strong. This is the truth. Very soon, students from other classes came to visit our class to see who I was. It was acceptable for me to be visited by a girl, but then there were actually two guys who came to "visit" me afterwards, so I felt that something was wrong. Did I become a monster? I asked the students who knew the boys and they said they were Chinese (5) students. I think, Chinese (5) class is Chen Linsha's class, could it be her fan?

As I expected, after my investigation, these two were a paparazzi in pursuit of Chen Linjia. Upon further investigation, it turned out that Chen Lengsha, in order to reject this guy, had told him that I was her boyfriend.

I was sad and happy: if I didn't, and didn't care about me, why should I be treated as a tool for her to reject others, wouldn't I be sad? But after my spiritual analysis, I was still very happy. Although I was not her real boyfriend, at least I was her excuse to escape from others. Let's just happily use it as an excuse, I had to comfort myself.

In fact, the reason I joined the literary society and wanted to become famous in school was to make sure Chen noticed me, to let her know that I was a talent in the eyes of others, and to remind her not to miss it. It didn't work well, but at least it worked well enough to soothe my six years of yearning.

At noon, when my sister found me, she said, she asked me to apologize to you on her behalf. She said there was no way to refuse, so she thought about you.

With an indifferent expression, I crushed the tip of my cigarette under my foot and said, "It doesn't matter. I don't care if she continues to sprinkle salt on my wound. Even if it's poison, I won't regret it." As long as she wants to. "

It was Friday, so we didn't have to go to school in the afternoon. Liu Junjie and I left the school and wandered around the streets like beggars. Not long after his arrival in the city, he was filled with novelty for a child who had grown up in the countryside.

We wandered all the way to the evening, where we had a sore back and ate in a very inconspicuous restaurant.

After finding a place to sit, I offered Liu Junjie a cigarette.

In fact, I admire you very much, you actually dare to double the boat, although did not succeed, but courage worthy of praise. In the future, my goal will be to get at least three ships per foot, which will be more exciting.

I say, brat, stop unraveling others' scars and admire me so much.

Soon, I ordered a meat dish and two dishes along with a plate of peanuts. We ordered two beers and started chatting as we ate.

Either Liu Junjie didn't speak, or he had to give a person a surprise when he spoke, he said. Do you know why you didn't succeed at that time?

It never occurred to me that this would be the result of a betrayal. Only the five of us knew, and the news must have come from one of our boys. It was only after Liu Junjie's reminder that I realized I had overlooked this point.

Then who would betray me? Jiang Jiu had always coveted beauties, so he might be jealous, but that was reasonable, so he must be suspicious. However, in my understanding, Jiang Jiu is not this kind of person, he is more straightforward. As long as he likes it, he will definitely compete in the sword competition, unless he is a person who goes against the rules. Huo Junlong was used to being carefree, so he didn't care much about these so-called beauties. If he had to choose between guitar and woman, he would choose guitar without hesitation. Therefore, he could directly rule them out. As for Liu Junjie, if he was the one who did it, then there was no need to tell me about it. There's also Lin Quan, but I don't think he even thought about chasing after Luo Wei and Ye Xiaoqian. Otherwise, he wouldn't have taken the initiative to ask me to chase after them. For a moment, I couldn't figure out who was selling me out.

I picked up the bottle and touched it with JJ Liu. I said, I don't want to be a nuisance anymore, what's the point of mentioning it now that the past is over? What I'm thinking is, there are only five guys in the class. If I really know who did this, I'll definitely feel resentment towards him. At that time, wouldn't it be like hurting a brother for two unnecessary girls?

The weekend is lonely, the dormitory all day long only Liu Junjie and I, Liu Junjie with a book in his hand, watching very fascinated, while I have been lying in bed, unceasingly fantasizing. Only in the quiet corners, when I was lonely, did I have time to sort out my thoughts and lick my wounds. Looking back, I realized that although I was only 17 years old, my face seemed to be filled with helplessness and vicissitudes. I am so self-explanatory.

In the afternoon, when he gave me a call, I went into the dormitory hallway and called her back with my IC card.

Qinman had already returned to school to study, but occasionally he would contact me, and every time we would have a long conversation. You came back from the National Day holidays and came to me, and I missed you.

Qin Man's concern made me feel a warmth I had never felt before. Qin Man was the one who truly loved me. All the other girls that appeared in front of me were but the passing of a dream, the blossoming of a flower.

I said that I would definitely see you when I got back from the eleventh holiday, and I missed you too … "You … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you ….

We were still talking on the phone for a long time, and in my memory, Qin Man had once again transformed himself from a group of fragments into a complete memory, and I remembered that it was Qin Man's beauty and her body that had made me fall for it.

Yes, I needed this reality, just as Qin Man needed my illusion, and that was all.

I thought of that night, when Qin Man's body was white as jade. She had small, tender lips, delicate breathing …