(Emotional Story) Zou Beauty of the Campus Past

If the Yang sister mentioned yesterday belongs to the sweet type of girl, then this Zou beauty belongs to the mellow type of girl.

As I said yesterday, Sister Yang's eyes, much like Dong Qing,naturally exude a feeling of smiling.

And Zou Meimei's eyes are more like Li Bingbing, large and pure, sweet but not greasy.

The reason I have an impression of her is because she is my first-grade tablemate.

The biggest feature of this Zou beauty is that whether it is sunny or rainy, she always likes to wear a pair of blue rain boots printed with a few small flowers, not to mention, at that time, only from the color point of view, it was already very fashionable, and the rest of our rain boots were all black.

Haha, this may be my biggest impression of her, and then there is the time to learn Lei Feng to do good deeds, she was also in a group with me, but at that time I cared too much about Sister Yang, so my impression of her was very vague, and I did not dare to talk nonsense.

And today's story, more than 20 years later, is embarrassingly exposed. (wry smile)

Of course, for the sake of the integrity of the story, I may need to mention a small episode from more than a decade ago.

From elementary school to college, I was chaotic, yin and yang were admitted to the university, and Zou Meinu I don't know when I began to fall behind, if I had known that there was such an unforgettable memory between us, how could I pull a sister, I would never let her fall into the world.

After finishing college, I was assigned to a remote island in Dalian, where life on the island had nothing to offer, there was no lack of anything, but I did not suffer anything. But I just can't stand the feeling of walking with my head down, my head has not yet been lifted, and I have already walked back to the original point.

Just when I was depressed and couldn't be happy all day, the avatar of a girl in QQ, Kaka kaka's flashing, I was excited at that time, I was thinking in my heart: "This is really the road of heaven and earth!" Hahahahaha".

Yes, it was Zou Meinu, who had not seen each other for several years, and suddenly sent me a message.

The content of the message was nothing more than asking me what I was doing, how it had been lately, and of course, I asked her the same thing.

At that time, I learned that she had never left the ravine of our house for so many years, and by looking through her photo album, I found that she could not find a trace of the breath of the ravine on her, on the contrary, she was dressed in fashion, dressed appropriately, and had the atmosphere of a big city.

After all, there has been no contact for many years, there are not many words, only a few words, and it seems that it is about to end. At this moment, Zou Meinu asked me a question: "Are you married?" ”

Mom, I've been out of the house for seven or eight years since I left home in high school and now, I don't know anything, of course I know a girl asking," are you married?" The meaning of this sentence, and I affirmed my judgment almost one hundred percent.

Just as I hesitated and thought about it, the little head began to flash again.

"What are you doing?"

Have I been thinking about it for a long time? Don't you think?

Regardless of it, knowing that there are few tigers, I prefer to go to the tiger mountain line, and I answered first and then said.

"No, I'm not married yet."

"Haha, that's good, I'm a wedding host now, when are you getting married, remember to come back to me, I'll host you, guaranteed to give you the best price!"

Good fellow, it turns out that I was worried about it, but how can I have a little regret?

After leaving each other's phone numbers, the rest was unremarkable, until in the blink of an eye, another decade passed.

The camera returns to the present, although I have left the desert island, on this day, in the face of helpless life, I suddenly feel again, the feeling that no matter how hard I look down, I still look up at the original point.

It was also such a feeling that made me suddenly think of Zou Meinu again.

And this time, I contacted her first, but the software used changed from QQ to WeChat.

People who haven't been in touch for years, no matter how good they have been, the first chat is nothing more than a few words "How are you?" "Are you okay?" "What are you doing?"

"I came out, in the North Sea, to sell the house."

"Is the house there good?"

"The environment is very good, very suitable for life, (smiling expression)"

After that, with the only impression I had, I talked about the rain boots.

"You remember it so well, those rain boots I really like very much, my mother bought them for me."

Later, we talked about the vague impression of learning life, when boys and girls were generally at the same table. And to share a large desk for class, the consequence of this is that there is a line in the middle of each desk, with a pencil deeper and deeper, as if the boundaries of the gully, so that two people can use the desk impartially and fairly, and Zou Mei and I often have wars because of the "crossing the boundary" problem, (At that time, Zou Mei was good-looking, but now Zou Mei, in the northeast dialect, is called "thief good-looking", if I could have a little bit of normal thinking at that time, perhaps, there would be no war at all. Bitter smile)

"You also said that I still have a pencil in the flesh of my hand."

"What?" I'm totally marvellous.

"Once you and I competed for my pencil, and the pencil got into my hand, and the lead broke, and I can still touch it with my hand."

"What? Grab your pencil? "I am really inexplicable, I have never been short of pens, my parents bought me a lot of pens, I can't use them all, how can I grab her pencils?" Moreover, when I was a child, I was more restrained, and I obviously liked things very much, and I would not rely on my parents to let them buy them, so I would not rob other people's good things.

"You snatched my pen!" Hmmm"

With that, just this sentence condemned me to death. I couldn't argue with a hundred words, and I didn't want to argue with a hundred. I suppose, perhaps, that was not deliberately caused when there was an argument because of the cross-border problem?

"Yes, I'm sorry, but you were in pain, right?"

"It hurts me to death."

"Then why didn't you go to my house?" Sue me and then ask my parents to take you to the hospital? ”

"My dad and your mom are colleagues in the same unit, and he doesn't think it's a big deal, so he didn't let your mom talk."

"Then why didn't your parents take you to the hospital to get the lead out?"

"I was afraid of pain (the expression of laughing with my tongue outstretched), my mother asked me to go, and I cried and didn't go."

"So now that you're older, can you go to the hospital and get it out?" Isn't it great to keep lead in the meat after all? ”

"It's okay, don't take it, I've been in it for so many years."

"I'm sorry, for me when I was a child, I'm sorry to you sincerely."

"Haha, I don't blame you, don't go to your heart, look at what you said, as if my little belly chicken intestines and you turned over the old account."

"Why didn't you insist on talking to my parents?" If you say, how good it is, maybe I can be responsible for you for a lifetime for the lead in this meat..." The last text message, I did not send out, when the word was half typed, I returned to the car to delete. I don't know why, I just don't think I should write it this way.

Perhaps, the longest time that has been with her in this life is the lead of this pencil? And the initiator of me may also be the person she remembers for the longest time, even if she is older, has Alzheimer's disease, as soon as she touches the lead on her hand, it will be directly reflected to the time when she is at the same table with me, right?

Maybe it's the case, maybe it's fine, exhausting our efforts to survive in society, we've been through too many wars that require thinking, and the wars of the student days are the least tiring wars, innocent without any means, just by feeling.

When the white hair is pale and the children are reminiscent, the heart may not be chaotic.

Bless you, Zou Meinu, if there is a next life, I will let you tie back.

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