Quickly travel to your favorite husband: the system is coming to the bowl

Chapter 130 Su Guijun Extra Story (2)

The wind was very strong that summer, and the wind blew her long hair, leaving only a back view of me in the end.

Since I experienced those things, it is difficult for me to concentrate on one thing, and it is even more difficult to concentrate on one person, but she is an exception.

She has never worn our school uniform, and she has never worn a school card, but she can always walk in our school swaggeringly.But she was once stopped by the dean because she didn't dress properly. After they talked about it, the dean let her go again. I heard that no one has ever returned from the dean's hands "safely".

In the sweltering summer, watching her having fun alone seemed to be my only pleasure.

She once kept looking around in our class during recess, and muttered: "Hey, I didn't expect that the next class would be so hard after the disaster of our class." Then she didn't forget to drag a classmate to ask Said: "Do you still want to do gymnastics in the third year of high school? It's just dancing youth, do you still want to do this gymnastics now?"

The classmate replied helplessly: "Now only our third year of high school has started, and the other grades have not yet started. It is impossible to organize us to go to gymnastics, but if it is the same as last year, it should not be until the second semester. Gymnastics, you still have to do gymnastics in the first semester."

She suddenly realized and nodded: "So it's different from our school. Our school doesn't use gymnastics at all. We have changed to running exercises since the second year of high school. Running around the plastic track a few times a day is exercise."

The classmate nodded blankly.

Obviously, she is not a student of our school, nor a teacher of our school, let alone a staff member of our school. I really don't understand how she appeared in our school.Judging from her wording, it should be a prospective graduate who has just graduated from high school, but it seems that she is not a graduate of our school.

For some reason, she seemed to like lying on the window sill opposite the classroom and watching us in class. Occasionally she would fold a few origami airplanes during class breaks, put them in her mouth, let out a sigh, and then fly in my direction. And every time her origami plane flew to my desk without any bias, and after getting my attention, she grinned at me, and then ran away quickly, for fear of being caught by the dean again. Throw your own origami airplane.

I thought she would throw origami airplanes at me every time because she wanted to talk to me, until one time I saw someone greet her and she finally saw the person's face clearly after walking a long way. It was only then that she suddenly realized that she was actually a highly myopic person, but she just didn't like wearing glasses.From this point of view, she usually never sees my face clearly, let alone wants to talk to me. Maybe she doesn't know which direction the origami airplane she made can fly to, but just smiles at me every time. Laughing is just to express my embarrassment.

In that hot and stuffy summer vacation, she brought me the only fun.

After the school officially started, I never saw her again.

Over a period of time, my situation improved, but due to the high pressure of studying in my senior year of high school, my mental state became even worse, and it became even more difficult to concentrate.Even though I desperately want to concentrate on what the teacher is saying clearly during class, I can rarely concentrate on what the teacher is saying.

It was also during that time that I accidentally learned that I was actually suffering from depression.I don’t know the extent of it, I just know that I was in extreme pain during that time.

As a result, my college entrance examination results were not satisfactory.I was supposed to be able to enter a key undergraduate course, but in the end I could only be admitted to a junior college. I was admitted to that university with the highest score in that class.

Of course, I still only get abuse and puzzlement from my parents. They don't understand why the genius boy from before lived like this.Their childhood wish was to send me to Tsinghua University and Peking University, so they spent so much money to train me as a "genius".They only know how to use the word "genius" to describe me, but they never know how I studied hard to get good grades. As the saying goes: "An understatement of 'genius' can deny all your hard work."

I have become a "wit" among the people in the School of Computer Science. Everyone envies that I can easily digest the knowledge taught by the teacher in the class, and I can draw inferences about other cases from one instance.But I don’t know that there are countless late nights where I have to force myself to concentrate on learning all the knowledge I want to learn. Usually, I can’t communicate with people normally because I can’t concentrate. Never thought I was depressed.

Even so, I never thought about letting other people know that I suffer from depression. I know that this disease is not honorable, and I don’t even get sympathy from others. It can only make others think that I am hypocritical and tell me: "People who are really sick don't say they are sick. You are hypocritical."

I knew that I should cooperate with the treatment, so I went to the school's psychological consultation room to find a psychological counselor. The psychological counselor was different from others. He patiently pointed out my symptoms and patiently taught me how to treat it.

While she suggested that I should make more friends, she also suggested that I cooperate with drug treatment, so I listened to his words and took the prescription he gave me to the school hospital to prescribe it.

It was also at that time that I finally saw the girl I saw on that hot summer day. At that time, she was sitting on the hospital bed and flipping through magazines. Putting it down, he looked at the magazine in his hand seriously.

I just glanced at her a few times and then looked away, nothing else, it's just that I couldn't concentrate at the beginning.After a period of time, I finally returned to normal, so I looked at her, and saw her looking at me with a surprised face, as if she was going to rush out and eat me up, but I didn’t expect that she would still eat me after she went to university. With such a silly appearance, with a silly expression, she also looks like a little girl.

Since then, I have been speechless and had no choice but to leave first.Since I can't concentrate on watching her, I might as well not disturb her life in the first place.

However, those who deliberately avoid it can always meet again.

On that rainy night, when I was squatting in the cabin and crying alone, a sentence came to my ears: "Don't eat me, I don't taste good at all, if I disturb you by accident, I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to."

Oh, it really is still so stupid.

(End of this chapter)