I used to cry in the middle of the night, wanting to talk to you about life

Chapter 4
After a while, Xiaoyi stood up and said loudly to me: "Fang Peng, you are not allowed to kiss me this week, I already have a mental block."

Xiao Yi, do you know?When a week later, I was able to kiss you who still had some psychological barriers, I really shed tears after we closed our eyes at the same time.It seemed that it was at that time that I felt for the first time that I would lose you. When one day, for a certain reason, all the beautiful things we had built were shattered in front of our eyes, and it would never be restored.Xiaoyi, when our love has become the past, when our past has become a secret that can no longer be brought up casually, when I tell another girl the words I once said to you, when I am saying those words I suddenly thought of you, when I no longer know how to cry, when I cry and laugh, you no longer know and don’t care anymore, Xiao Yi, please forgive me for using the old words that lied to you to deceive the new one she.And dedicate to you all my lies about you, and our beautiful past that turned out to be a secret.

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Brother Bao took the initiative to inquire about Chen Chen's situation for me, and the result was quite fruitful.First of all, I learned that she loves to study. In fact, I can see that there are many girls in the school who look like vegetable vendors who sell eggplants, pumpkins, carrots, etc. They all love to study.The second is to learn that she is in the third class of insurance, and Bao Ge is in the fourth class of insurance. These two classes take all the small classes together.After listening to Brother Bao's report, I came to two conclusions: first, Brother Bao is really a good brother with a warm heart; The classmates don't know each other.

I have to admit that the courses I have taken in the four years of college do not exceed one-third of the total courses. If it is determined that this class does not need to be called, I will basically choose not to go, and this is only the case of freshmen and sophomores.After the junior year, as long as I am sure that the number of times I am called will not deduct my usual grades, I will arrange my activities with peace of mind.In fact, there is nothing wrong with going to class, anyway, everyone is chatting, sleeping, reading novels and daydreaming, relaxed and lively.As long as you don't miss a semester, you can get 20 points in the usual grades, and you can pass the subject smoothly if you get 50 points in the final exam.But I still don't want to go.Every time I enter the classroom, students like me who don’t like to study will quickly start to sit forward from the last row; while those students who love to study will quickly start to sit back from the second row, because the seats are limited, every time I and the teacher Two walked into the classroom, usually only the first row was empty.I don’t mind being everyone’s shield, I’d be very happy if they were talking and laughing behind me, I’m just annoyed by some silly Xs who keep poking me on the back of the spine with ballpoint pens or pens and saying: "Fang Peng, keep your head down." Once I was poked and hurt, and I hit that buddy's textbook on his face, "Fuck you, I can't see clearly that you are sitting in the first row."

But most of the time I will meet their requirements. I am 1.8 meters tall, with a short lower body and a longer upper body. If I want to completely avoid blocking their sight, my chin can be at most 10 cm away from the table.I use this distance to put my arms, and my arms are used to support my chin, so my pose can only be in a sleeping position, and in fact I will actually fall asleep, and so will my second child.The teachers were generally sympathetic to me and my second child who slept alone in the front row, and they usually wouldn't wake us up as long as we weren't snoring.Of course, except for the occasional accidental injury when we asked questions according to the student number, watching me or the second child wipe the saliva that almost flowed down the neck in a panic, while asking the people behind me for the answer to the question just now, teacher They will also feel very sorry.But at this time, our classmates will be very happy. They are laughing and repeating the topic that the teacher just said.What is the use of telling us the title?Can't tell I didn't listen?
Understandably, more than half of them don't know the answers, and couldn't help us even if they wanted to.And even the answers they tell us don't always come in handy.In the office automation class, the teacher clicked on the second child, and the classmate told him that the answer was "SHIFT", and he pronounced it "SHIT", and was almost kicked out of the classroom by the angry teacher.Another time, Song Xiaodi told me that the answer was "C", so I answered "C", and the teacher asked again: "What's the answer?" I answered loudly: "C!" It turned out that the question was a fill-in-the-blank question.Song Xiaodi was proud of his humor after I got the whole class laughing, so I ignored him.When I was playing football in the evening, I volleyed the ball vigorously and stuck the ball in Ah's crotch.

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Our teachers come from all corners of the country, half of them are postgraduates, they can only read textbooks, but they are very kind, and some of them are even beautiful women, and their voices are very low, so they won't disturb my sleep.A quarter of them are in their prime of life. Apart from reading textbooks, they can also talk about many interesting things. Men like to scold. Various major military, political, and economic events at home and abroad, and the events that have appeared in major news seem to be nothing. The pieces can be spared.Women like to talk about family affairs, whoever is the youngest who has gone abroad, who is the youngest and how much the monthly salary is, today's vegetable prices, and house prices 20 years ago.At this time, I will close my eyes and meditate, listening to them tell those interesting things.Sometimes I would snatch the notes of the classmates behind me to check the name of the highest-level alumnus of our school who is currently in prison that the teacher said last time. Is it the buddy she said today who engaged in a love triangle in school.But it is usually not in the notes, and the notes of those who love to learn are not very comprehensive.The remaining one-fourth are old men and women who are not far from death. They preach, teach, and solve doubts. They are full of the sense of responsibility and mission of people's teachers. They are diligent and diligent, and they don't read textbooks; They don't gossip, and they don't speak Mandarin.I usually skip these classes, because if I sleep, I can't bear to hurt the self-esteem of these good teachers; if I don't sleep, I really can't understand what they are talking about; I have some weird dreams, and I am entangled by some weird chirping and screaming creatures. I can't live or die.

The first time I talked to Chen Chen was in such a class. Bao Ge skipped the previous class and rushed to that classroom, found Chen Chen's "Accounting Basics" in a textbook that occupied a seat, and put it All the other books occupying seats around were thrown into the belly of the table in the back row, and replaced by his own "The Complete Works of Wesley".During the class break, my second child and I walked into that classroom carelessly, and sat next to Chen Chen as a matter of course.Because there are four classes in the same classroom, no one knows anyone, and the freshmen will introduce themselves to the students around them during the break, so I successfully strike up a conversation with Chen Chen.

"Student, can you lend me the compasses?"

"Huh? Sorry, I don't have compasses."

"Oh, forget it. Eh? Are you from the Music Association? I think I saw you at the party."

"Yes, you also participated?"

"Um……"

The second child later despised me for striking up a conversation, "I've never heard of someone asking someone to borrow compasses in an accounting class."

The next chat with Chen Chen was very pleasant, and the more than 100 brain teasers I recited overnight came in handy.It seems that all good students don't like to attend lectures when they have other interesting choices.Chen Chen covered his face with his textbook and kept laughing, I tried my best to hide my complacency.

"There was a pig, it ran and ran, and it hit the wall, why?"

"I don't know, I don't know how to turn my brain around."

"Yes, pigs don't know how to do brain teasers, so they hit the wall."

"Hahahaha, you hate it!" Chen Chen punched me on the shoulder.After all, you are a good student, but you don’t know how to err in class. You can treat the teacher as blind, but you can’t treat her as a fool.

"That man and woman over there, stand up!" the accounting teacher was furious, "I've been watching you for a long time, talking, laughing and fighting in class. What's your name? Which class are you in?" of?"

Under the watchful eyes of all the students in the four classes majoring in insurance, the two of us stood up with embarrassing expressions, "My name is Fang Peng, and I'm from Finance One." The whole class quickly became noisy, and Chen Chen also stared at me with wide eyes.

"Why do financial people come to the insurance class?" The accounting teacher looked surprised.

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Freshman students are quite sensitive. A girl majoring in insurance was called out by the teacher and punished by the teacher for joking with a boy majoring in finance who shouldn’t be in this classroom. It’s true that nothing happened between them. A very difficult thing.In view of the fact that such a bad public opinion has been created, Chen Chen quickly decided to accept Fang Peng's pursuit.

In my point of view at that time, the concept of boyfriend and girlfriend is two people who appear in all places in a combined form. Since the day Chen Chen accepted me, we have done so.Chen Chen can usually occupy two good seats, and then I skip my own class and go to Chen Chen’s class to read novels and accompany her in class; we go to the cafeteria together, stir-fry one meat dish, one vegetarian dish, buy two portions of rice, A big glass of Coke, and then two people eat; I will go to the playground to play football every evening, and she will always sit by the edge of the playground with me, reciting vocabulary by the way.When the ball was almost finished, she would buy a bottle of iced mineral water and wait for me to run towards her with my face full of steam.In the evening we would find a quiet classroom for self-study, she would do homework, and I would read novels, and after 10 o'clock we would arm in arm and walk towards the dormitory.

I have to add on the matter of being held together, because without experience in this in high school, our posture has always been out of the question.I usually put my right hand on her right shoulder, and she puts her left hand on my left shoulder. Because of the 20cm difference in size, I almost drag half of her body off the ground; when we walk forward with the same frequency, if If I stick out my right leg and she sticks out my left leg, we are like a game of "two people and three legs"; Feeling bumpy ahead... These are what the second child and Brother Bao told me later, and Chen Chen and I were caught in blind sweetness at the time, and didn't think it was ugly at all.

After Chen Chen and I were together, I also invited the people in their dormitory to have a meal. According to the senior sisters, this is a custom. If you abduct the girl from the dormitory, you have to give it to your mother’s family.I set the place for this meal at Haodu Restaurant, the best restaurant in front of the school.The second child said, this is tantamount to telling people what kind of girlfriend you have found.Later we will use "Haodu" to call Chen Chen, "Pizza Hut" to call Xu Ning's girlfriend, "KFC" to call the second's girlfriend, and "Brazilian barbecue" to call Bao Ge's girlfriend, Call Wei Xing's girlfriend "big canteen".Wei Xing is actually a son-in-law, and his father holds an important official position in Gansu.At the beginning of each month, Wei's father will call him 2000 yuan for living expenses, which is difficult for Fang's and Zhao's fathers to do.But this guy will use up all of it before the 15th of each month, and his girlfriend is from him in the second half of the month.

The meaning of that meal in Haodu was no different from that of a wedding, and the main relatives and friends of both men and women attended the event.Everyone expressed their affirmation to our new couple by eating up all the dishes, and expressed their blessings to our new couple with rambling lewd words.In order to express our gratitude to everyone, on the way back to the dormitory after dinner, Chen Chen and I once again performed our classic "wave" shape of "two people with three legs" and moved forward intimately.

When we got to the dormitory area, the boys and girls were divided into two groups. Chen Chen and I deliberately dragged behind, so that the boys thought I was going to see off Chen Chen, and the girls thought that Chen Chen was going to see me off.The two of us kept walking in a strange way, walked out of the campus, and came to the edge of a fish pond (at that time, the new campus of the university was like that, either in the suburbs or in the countryside). Seeing that it was getting darker and darker, I felt Chen Chen's hand on my left shoulder gradually tightened.So I stopped, turned around, and put my free left hand on her waist; Chen Chen also stopped, hugged me with his right hand, lowered his head, and asked, "Why are we standing here?" I flipped through the entire "Comprehensive Dictionary of Modern Chinese" in my heart, but I couldn't find a suitable sentence to answer, so I said in my heart: Of course I want to kiss you, are you here to fish?

It was still early autumn and the weather was very hot. Girls wore skirts, and boys in better shape wore shorts.But I started to tremble uncontrollably, and the trembling got worse.I knew what I should do next, I should cup her face and bring my mouth closer, but I couldn't control my trembling more and more violently.I wanted to grit my teeth and suppress the trembling, but this effort made my jaw also participate in the trembling, and the upper and lower teeth kept colliding with each other, making a rattling sound.Finally, Chen Chen couldn't help it, raised his head and smiled at me, my heart froze, and I pressed my whole head down, pressing my trembling mouth on her soft lips, giggling... beep beep... beep beep beep...

This is my first kiss with Chen Chen.

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After I started this passionate and pure love, I spent less and less time with my second child and Brother Bao.It seems that apart from meeting each other occasionally in the teaching building, and pouring a few balls together on the court every evening, there is no other contact.We're still close but drifting apart, we're still each other's best buddies at school, but we have less and less of a life together.I didn't even know that the second child picked up 50 yuan and treated Brother Bao to a barbecue. I didn't even know that Brother Bao bumped into a girl with soft hands when the power was out one day in the teaching building.Yes, this is even more outrageous than I didn't know that the second child picked up 50 yuan and treated Brother Bao to a barbecue.

It made me realize that I have gradually drifted away from our small circle because of Xu Ning's appearance.We played on the field as usual that day, with familiar faces on both sides of the field.Just as we were kicking, there were a few buddies who seemed to be seniors or graduate students who wanted to join. We saw that there were not many people, so we brought them along.After playing for less than half an hour, a few more came, who seemed to be their classmates, and the few who came first greeted them to come to play too.We said that there were already too many people and we couldn't add more, so the two sides quarreled.The two sides in the conflict stalemate near the center line of the court. From verbal disputes to staring at each other to chest to chest, the smell of gunpowder is getting stronger and stronger.

Brother Bao has a bad temper. He stood near the goal and was far away from the center of the storm, rambling at the top of his voice and ruining eighteen generations of his ancestors. It's a fart, it's all gone." Then he kicked the football away with his big foot.

Afterwards, the football kicked by Brother Bao flew to the center of the storm, and it was unknown who was hit, but everyone started fighting anyway.

(End of this chapter)