give me a warm glow

We will have the college entrance examination in a year, you said how about confessing to Wei Yuan after I finish the college entrance examination? She sighed softly, "He is excellent, I want to be even better." "

He is excellent.he is excellent...

My heart trembled.

"Xia Fu...do you have someone you like?" Qin Jia blinked half jokingly.

"Ah?" I felt a little guilty, "What does it feel like to like someone?"

Qin Jia smiled so that her eyes narrowed, she gently embraced me, and said softly, "It's just so warm and caring. It's a bit ridiculous to think about it."

"It should be..." I smiled self-deprecatingly.

Qin Jia held my cold hand, "I know who it is."

Qin Jia has always been a delicate girl, she can always guess eight or nine points about my thoughts.

"Xiafu, the distance between you is not far, you are excellent." She said firmly.I couldn't help holding her hand tightly, "Qin Jia, if I were a boy, I would chase you."

She raised her head stubbornly, "No, I won't agree, isn't there still Wei Yuan..."

Silly girl, you are so persistent and cute.

It was only after many years that we realized how difficult it is to have a friend who can be heart-to-heart, and how rare it is to have a friend who walked through youth with you.

Sometimes sincere friendship is warmer than sweet love.

The so-called love is like a luxury for high school students, we can't get close.We don't know what love is.So we think it is more appropriate to use the word like to express it.

Because liking includes a lot, we don't have to worry about it being broken, and we carefully try the ups and downs on the road of youth.Maybe when we secretly pay attention to that person in the bottom of our heart, he is looking at you too.The difference between you is not necessarily a confession, but the precipitation of time.

Who knows if the hazy liking at the beginning will become eternal love.

"Make yourself better and approach him."

C8: You too

In fact, I always thought that I was lonely, and I never got all the love from my parents.

"Father's love is like a mountain" is also very common as a topic since elementary school. When I saw how the little classmates talked about their father with great interest, the radiant eyes caught my heart. An unknown father.

Because I have never acted like a baby in his arms, never hugged his neck and kissed him, never had a heart-to-heart conversation with him.I still remember that when I was a child, I went to my mother more than once to find out the truth. Her expression was filled with incomparable sadness. She buried my head deeply in her arms and shook it gently, "Baby, I must marry someone who really loves you. people."

Later, when I grew up little by little, I seemed to guess the reason for their separation, but I didn't want to mention it. "Marry someone who really loves you, marry someone who you really love you" is a knot, a knot that we don't need to untie for the time being.

Although they are already high school students who have been annihilated by the sea of ​​questions, everyone is still childish. While preparing for the end of the term, they welcome the new year with hope.In those few days, there was more or less impetuous atmosphere in the classroom.

At that time, greeting cards were still a very popular way of conveying warmth among classmates.Lao Ban seemed to understand us, turning a blind eye.Looking at the greeting card that was handed out during class break, I was surprised to find a smile flowing from the corner of Lao Ban's eyes.

Laoban is a woman in her 40s. She is short. She doesn’t know how to make up and dress herself up. She always wears clothes embroidered with various flowers. The flowers on each piece of clothing are uniquely embroidered, and she wears them uniquely. There is a unique temperament.She is very strict, so strict that she can reprimand us all day; she is very meticulous, so meticulous that she understands the habitual psychology of every student;

The old class noticed my gaze, stared at me, and said with a smile: "You children also like these implicit expressions. Back then, our cards were not as colorful as they are now, and they can carry too much friendship..." In her eyes Flashing nostalgia for the past, he glanced at the class again, and raised the volume with a smile, "Give me your love card, and let me read your 'Confession of Love'."

The whole class was instantly overwhelmed by bursts of laughter, and everyone's emotions became agitated. The old class can always pierce everyone's thoughts.

"Children, really, wait until we are separated and you fall in love again, and after you leave my control, then you will truly appreciate its beauty." Lao Ban's words made everyone fall into deep thought.

The sky outside is gray and looks like it's going to snow.To wash everything away.

In those few days, Yi Yang Qianxi should have received the most greeting cards.Qin Jia stroked the thickness of the greeting card with her hands, and sighed, "Yi Yangqianxi, you seem to be selling greeting cards..."

Yi Yang Qianxi smiled and opened each letter, read them carefully, and folded them carefully.Every time I opened one, I found that his dimple was getting deeper and deeper.

But what I really want to focus on is the look on his face when he saw the one I sent.

Just a few days ago, I dragged Qin Jia to a nearby store to buy his postcards.There are many people in the surrounding stores, most of them are young and beautiful sisters, they are excitedly talking about the latest news of TFBOYS, and they are carefully watching the posters on the wall, with blessings and love in their eyes.Qin Jia was a little surprised and walked left and right, then lingered in my ear and laughed wildly, and whispered, "My deskmate is really popular. In fact, my deskmate is quite handsome. It's just that people who like my deskmate are too hard. too much……"

I blushed instantly, because of what Qin Jia said, and also because I saw a postcard.

The red hue surrounds him, making people unconsciously want to get close.Smile like a child.

When he laughs, it reminds people of a tranquil, sunny landscape painting with profound artistic conception.That playful pear dimple should be the finishing touch.

In fact, I hesitated for a long time before writing a few words: Happy New Year, Yi Yang Qianxi.In fact, you are like sunshine when you smile.

In fact, there is another sentence in my heart.

Nice to meet you.

That postcard was no more delicate than the other cards he had received, but it carried a sincere message that Xia Fu wanted to say to Yi Yang Qianxi.

I still stared at the somewhat inconspicuous card.

Refers to jade as onions.His hands fluttered among a pile of cards, and finally stopped on the piece of red.

His eyes rest on the postcard for a moment.He must have seen it, because there was a look of surprise on his thin face, and there was a smile in the corner of his eyes.

The sentence I always felt before was ridiculous, "I really want to drown in his dimpled smile." But the moment he smiled, I seemed to be drowning too.

Indulge in that smile that is different from others.

He put the postcard in a book, and then continued to look through other letters and greeting cards.

I was a little absent-minded watching his movements, and an indescribable warmth surged in my heart.

"Xiafu." He whispered in a small voice, "You too."

Shaf, you too.

I still remember the way he said that sentence.It was so quiet and beautiful that it even made me suspect that it was just a dream.

Without the aura of stardom, he is just Yi Yang Qianxi.He will call "Xiafu" softly, he will say "I know" firmly, and he will smile like a child, read Xiafu's greeting card, and then put it in the thick book.

And I'm just Xia Fu, I want to keep watching Yi Yang Qianxi's Xia Fu, and I want to hear his voice calling my name.

It turned out that from that time on, we really decided to go to each other.

C9: live version of solo

It snowed heavily on New Year's Day.The snowflakes have covered all the high-rise buildings in Beijing and dyed the streets white.

My mother was as busy as ever, and I wondered more than once whether she gradually forgot about her father by making herself more busy. I just hoped that she would not forget her daughter.

I woke up early because I lost sleep in the wee hours of the morning.I can't let go of my mind, as long as I close my eyes, the charming side face and dimpled smile will appear in my mind.

I think I like him.It was a complex feeling, unease and self-deprecation surged, and I simply got up early in the irritability, turned on the phone, hoping to find comfort in the music.

Sitting alone at the desk in a daze, looking at the white snow outside the window, gives people an urge to touch it, wants to go out of the house, and listen to the crunching sound of stepping on the snow.

That's when the cell phone rang.Seeing the four words flashing on the screen, I was inexplicably excited, and quickly swiped open the screen lock.

"Xiafu..." A reassuring voice came from the phone, and he seemed to be holding back his laughter, "Happy New Year."

"Happy New Year." I pretended to be calm, with my ears pressed against the phone screen.

"Do you want a New Year's gift?" There was a short laugh.I held the phone stupidly, and murmured "what?"

"Xiafu, do you still remember the location of the dance classroom? Can you come out? Do you want a New Year's gift?" Yi Yang Qianxi smiled softly, and repeated it patiently, before I realized that it was true.

I seemed to see his smile, I couldn't help smirking, and nodded to the air. "think."

I think at that time the corners of my mouth must be able to grin to my ears.Along the way, snowflakes hit my face and fell on my hair. The snowflakes confused my eyes. Although the weather was cold and the wind was strong, it was not as good as my footsteps, and even caused passers-by to turn their faces.The girl in the red down jacket didn't care that her face and ears were red from the cold, and she didn't care that her hair and eyelashes were dyed with snow.