"Love in Graduation Season" is more open! Young and young, Fanghua is just right, when going to a romantic encounter

Hello everyone, I am silent. Or, you can call me "Wangzai Lemon". This is my pen name.

Just yesterday, my new book "Love in Graduation Season" opened!

After that, every day before 6 p.m., it will be updated at the starting point Chinese network and today's headlines

Everyone is welcome to give your opinions to the book

Write before the opening:

Who knows about the future? Who can say for feelings? Maybe what you love the most today will leave you tomorrow, and you will be strange from now on. Perhaps what you hate most today will accompany you to the long stream of thin water, white head to old age. College love is such a bad word, because it is mixed with too much youth that we do not want to forget.

To the reader:

The first chapter has been in the draft box for four or five years and has not been published for a long time.

Now reboot, I hope to give this story that should have been completed a happy ending, and I hope that you in front of the screen can see yourself in my story and recall that she/he in those youth years.

Whether it's sweet, it's heartache

Bless you:

In the memory, it is in line with the past.

In the future, everything is fine.

Chapter 1 : "Hello, I'm Ink Dust"

"Dust, go to bed, it's 9 o'clock!"

The urging sound outside the window had been heard for the fifth time, and Ink Dust put his head on the computer keyboard in chagrin, and there was really no fire. Looking up at the clock, I was even more depressed.

"Mom, this is 9 o'clock, isn't it still half an hour?" The sound of ink dust buzzing under the keyboard, and his heart was full of unhappiness.

"Then you hurry up and go to sleep." Mom's voice was still high, and although the windows were closed tightly, they still penetrated and listened to them in their ears, almost like roaring in their ears.

After a while, the surrounding area finally became quiet. Ink Dust on the keyboard looked up and stared blankly at the computer screen. Tieba, an organization that only entered because I went to college. Yesterday, a message was sent saying that he was looking for students in the same major, but no one replied tonight.

The post floor is built very high, but unfortunately the floor owner only has one ID. "Flying Potatoes", which is the ID of Ink Dust, is also the QQ name he used for three years in high school. I was too lazy to change it before, but now that I am used to it, I can't change it.

The ink dust was refreshed over and over again, and I was looking forward to someone coming out, but there had been none. The whole person lay on the table, still brushing.

"Hello." The heavens opened their eyes, and finally someone returned. Ink dust and hit the chicken blood, the waist plate is straight in an instant, the face is full of smiles, and the decadent look before is almost like two people.

"Hello, are you from the 2012 Chinese?" Seeing that Ink Dust had not replied to the message, he asked again.

"Okay." Good concise reply, seems to feel that this is not very polite. Then he added another sentence at the end, "Hello, my name is Mo Chen, a native of Jibei, and I am a student of this Chinese Department."

"Hello." The girl over there replied.

"How do you always say hello?" Ink dust wants to laugh, this girl is interesting, it is not good to be a little shy.

"Me, I don't know." This girl seemed very entangled, confused, and did not know what to say.

"By the way, my name is Xiao Ling." The girl opposite added.

"Private chat, give you my QQ." Ink Dust quickly typed on his account, and soon, he added friends to each other.

"Hello, I'm Ink Dust."

"Hello, I'm Xiao Ling."

Two people with a good tacit understanding, the same style, each other feel like they have known each other for a long time.

This night, the ink dust stayed up to a point, if it is not considered that the other party is a girl, need to sleep beauty, it is estimated that it is possible to stay overnight. From a young age, I began to pull, pulled to the south of the sea, and pulled all kinds of gossip. There are many things to say, and I feel that I have known each other for a long time, and it is better, but the interval has been broken for more than twenty years.

"Sleep, good dreams."

When the needle pointed to 2, Ink Dust reluctantly typed these words on the screen. That difficult momentum, like a hundred meters of acceleration, to the end of the day to know that there is a cliff below, raw strangled. There was a lot to say later, but it was too late.

"There is a feeling called seeing each other and hating late, probably that is, it means me and Xiao Ling."

Ink Dust could not calm his mood for a long time, and still had no intention of falling asleep.

"I don't know what she looks like, is it big eyes, I heard that big eyes are cute." It's long hair, although I like short hair, but long hair is also good. She wouldn't be short, how could she, feel no short. Can't say it clearly, don't know it, it's such a feeling. ”

After closing the computer, the ink dust opened on the bed, turning over and falling asleep, and his thoughts gradually drifted into the distance.

"Tomorrow is the first day of the college report, will you see her?"

"Yes."