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no.4 That encounter since summer

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    Six years ago, I was 14 years old.  I like to read Zhang Ailing; I like to wear plaid tops and jeans; I like to wander aimlessly in the street with my friends; I like the violent sunshine and unexpected storms in summer I like all good things.

    For love, I seem to be looking forward to a gorgeous encounter and a poignant ending.  When I told An Xiaoluo about this, she pretended to be serious and said: "Don't curse yourself like that, be careful that it really comes true." I didn't take it seriously: "It's good if it comes true, then how poetic my life should be  !" Then he secretly glanced at Xiao Luo pretending to be yearning.  "Hey, little beauty, you can continue to fantasize. With so many transfer students in our class, do you have a shadow of your gorgeous encounter?" "Well, it's time to see, maybe it really is." I said with a smile.

    In fact, I was not prepared to start my gorgeous encounter at such a young age, because I don't understand love yet, and I'm sure if my encounter happens now, our ending will probably be miserable instead of  Poignant.  However, if I knew the price paid by the poignant beauty, I would know that my prediction would be so accurate, and I would definitely not say anything about a gorgeous encounter and a poignant ending

    After all, 14 years old is the age of first love, I have already begun to appreciate the beauty of the opposite sex, so I found that the transfer student in our class does have a boy with a temperament like a prince.  His hair color is that ruffian yellow that I loathe.  But this yellow color not only does not have a trace of ruffian on his head, but adds a kind of pure nobility.  The lines on the face are clear, the corners of the mouth are raised when he smiles, and the face is full of sunshine.  What makes me uncomfortable is that he and I are neither old classmates, and the seats are far apart. Is there any friend who is directly or indirectly familiar with him?  Watch from afar.  If it continues like this, I think that when I graduate from junior high school in another year, I will have a complete and happy junior high school life full of fantasy.  But God seems to prefer to create and write stories.  And the story begins:

    One day in July, we adjusted our seats.

    My deskmate is the prince whom I have admired for countless days.  Just after the adjustment, it was exciting and nervous.

    After all, the prince is a prince, and every time he talks to me, he is very polite, so that I, who is sitting on the right, dare not breathe for fear of ruining my beautiful image.  But according to my observation, although the prince is a prince, he is not an obedient and good student.  As soon as the class bell rang, he fell asleep, and he had no intention of breaking this routine.  On the left of the prince, oh, by the way, he said that his name is Lin Can. Lin Can, the classmate on the left of the prince, would chat with the prince every time he was in class, and every time he struggled to pull the prince out of his sleep.  So within a few days, the prince was so troubled that he asked the old class to change seats.

    Everyone can imagine how it feels when I rush into the classroom after breakfast excitedly, wanting to continue admiring the handsome guy, but find that the seat of the handsome guy is empty.  I believe that all girls who have passed the age of 14 will understand, but it is strange that I can't remember it now.

    Then, when I knew the truth about the prince's transfer, I transferred all my anger to that classmate Lin Can.  From then on, no matter what happened or not, class or get out of class, as long as I thought of the prince, I would give him a hard look.

    He didn't seem to be aware of my anger towards him, because when he was bored and had no time to play, he would chat with me casually.  Maybe it's because I glanced at him too many times, but I actually found that he is much more attractive than the prince.  His eyes were clear and deep, and his pupils were black and shiny.  If you look at it steadily, you will feel suffocated.  When he smiles, there will be a beautiful arc at the corner of his mouth, which makes people feel confused and excited for a moment. Of course, I later learned that it is called sexy.  If a prince is like a deer, a small beast whose beauty and nobility can be seen at a glance, then Lin Can is a lion, a kind of unfathomable charm full of charm.  If the prince's face is sunny, then Lin Can's facial features are impeccable and exquisite, but Lin Can's beauty is unassuming, and the prince's handsomeness is visible to everyone.

    Oh my god, I don't know when and why I compared Lin Can with the prince and came to such a conclusion.  In short, after a period of time, I forgot why I always glanced at Lin Can when I had nothing to do, but the habit of glancing at Lin Can has always been retained.

    And Lin Can's habit of talking to me in class has gradually changed to not looking at the blackboard in class, but just staring at me with a hidden smile in his eyes, as if he has seen through my thoughts completely.  Staring at my face will turn red, and then give him a hard look.  Seeing me glaring at him, the smile in his eyes grew even stronger.  I had no choice but to turn my head and pretend to listen to the class seriously.

    Lin Can has never been a quiet student, so he would skip classes without warning, and return to his seat with his smirk two days later without warning.  At first I would because?I am secretly happy without his chatter, but gradually, I will feel uneasy because of his skipping classes. I explain to myself that I am used to glancing at him when I have nothing to do, but now that he skips classes, I have no one to talk to.  I glanced at it, and had to glance out of the window while the teacher was talking.  It's summer now, and the bored cicadas outside the window are screaming, the sun can still cast the sunlight domineeringly on the ground through the green trees.  A tall white building occupies the upper right corner of a picture frame made of a door frame. I don't know which principle of physics it is, anyway, it presents a cone shape in the picture frame.

    I decided to tell Lin Can this beautiful picture, so that he can also be influenced by art and improve his artistic accomplishment.  But every time I waited for him to come back, I would forget to tell him about my beautiful discoveries in the days when he was away.  Every time he came back to school, I secretly smiled in my heart, and I told myself: "Mo Li, look at what a good student you are, and you are always so happy when someone ends his skipping life."

    But every time Xiao Luo sees me, she says: "This guy is not normal recently, the blow of the prince's departure doesn't need to last until now. Could it be" When it comes to this, she always pauses deliberately, her eyes roll around, and a picture  The witch's face stared at me.  If I was stared at by her, I would make a happy face and say: "Yes, I started my gorgeous encounter." Seeing me acting like a nympho, she would "cut" at me with disdain, believe me  I haven't had the so-called "magnificent encounter" yet.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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