Su Miao wrote a sentence on the note and secretly stuffed it into the desk of school belle Yin Muqing. This move probably witnessed the beginning of his love affair.

Beihao No. 1 Middle School is the only provincial model middle school in Beihao City. Everyone is trying every possible means to get in. Of course, it is the parents who want to get in. Most of them are trying to get in. Students have an indifferent attitude towards their future. For them, the greatest benefit of studying is that they can escape the city and thus get away from their parents.

Su Miao is considered an outlier among them.

In the first class meeting of the school year, everyone was introducing their family situation. Su Miao ran up and held in a fart for a long time, unable to let out a fart. Her face turned as red as a red balloon about to explode. Finally, he said, " My name is Su Miao" and ran away.

The teacher stopped him: "Don't be shy, come on, say something more so that everyone will remember you."

Su Miao stood on the podium again, her legs already Trembling constantly.

"I..." Su Miao misunderstood the teacher's "Let everyone remember you" and said: "I don't have various backgrounds like everyone else. On the contrary, I have no parents, and I come from a small In this village, I have neither used a smartphone nor attended a cram school..."

After causing a roar of laughter, Su Miao fled back to her seat again, wishing she could find a crack in the ground to crawl in.

Su Miao's class is a model class in the school. The class meeting was recorded as a video and released on the school anniversary. Su Miao was not included in it.

Maybe the school doesn’t welcome people like me. He was thinking and feeling sad, walking alone on the dark and long path leading to home, laughing, crying, singing, and dancing. An unknown meteor streaked through the sky in the vast universe, just to witness the silence of the next second after the loss of this second.

Su Miao didn't know that the school had cut out a lot of inappropriate content, but he only noticed it. He probably didn't know. Compared to this world, which is as vast as the universe, we are just as small and inconspicuous as the meteors that flew by last night. She also had a hundred times more sorrow, but no one could feel it at all, so she would rather fall and rot.

Duo Jinyu at the front table was a famous loudmouth in her grade. Several girls gathered around and chatted about the gossip among the little girls.

"Yin Muqing? I guess she likes Cai Zilong. After all, he is the school boy..."

The next class is physical education. Almost everyone has gone out to play, leaving only Su Miao, who had no one to accompany her, and the girls who were grouping together were left behind.

Su Miao was lying on the table when Duo Jinyu's unfounded words floated into his ears. He wrote on the note, "Do you like Cai Zilong? Duo Jinyu said it, I think." "That's right" was the starting point.

The class beauty and the school sweetheart should be considered a match made in heaven, right? He thought like this, unwilling to give up, and naturally unwilling to give up. After all, this was the first time in more than ten years that he had met a girl who made him feel so wonderful.

We always firmly believe that the so-called first time is extremely beautiful, but after the first time again and again, we finally understand that the so-called beauty is the normal state of loss. Otherwise, how to reflect the preciousness?

Yin Muqing found Cai Zilong after the physical education class. The two of them murmured for a long time and began to ask everyone in the class to write. Everyone was confused. Only Su Miao knew this well and wrote Poems deliberately make their handwriting ugly.

He was a little uneasy, swallowed, stood up from his seat, walked to the water dispenser in front, got a cup of hot water, and returned to his seat. The hot air was thick, mixed with fear and loss. He took a sip of water and shouted out because of the burn, but no one looked at him. He stood up and went to Yin Muqing's table to watch the two people compare the words on their notes with the words written by their classmates.

That matter was still settled. Yin Muqing and Duo Jinyu were furious, and their relationship was naturally not as good as before. Duo Jinyu also asked Su Miao, but could not get a clear answer.

In the blink of an eye, it was Yin Muqing's birthday on the second day of the new year. Everyone volunteered to stay with her to celebrate her birthday. They cheered and sang, and no one wanted to take another look at Su Miao in the corner.

Everyone left. The squad leader told Su Miao to lock the door. After that, he looked around as if checking if anyone had left valuables.

It is late at night, and this familiar solitude is classified as loneliness.

Su Miao stood up and stuffed a book into Yin Muqing's desk. There was a piece of paper inside, explaining the truth about the anonymous note, but keeping her love for her a secret - what are you talking about? Damn, what qualifications does an alien with low self-esteem have to get close to the class beauty?

The classroom door suddenly opened, and Yin Muqing was standing at the door. I really can't describe the warmth of those charming eyes at this moment.

"I...I..." Su Miao wanted to explain, but couldn't stop stuttering. He thought the whole class would know the next day that he had taken something classy, ??"Actually..."< /p>

Yin Muqing came over and put two pieces of paper into Su Miao's hands.

"I should have known that the piece of paper was written by you. This is the explanation." Yin Muqing took out the book from the desk and flipped through it, then walked out, walked to the door and turned around and said One sentence, "By the way, there is a piece of cake in the desk for you."

This day is the day when Su Miao has talked to her the most in the six years she has known Yin Muqing.

The two large notes were filled with words, including explanations and some inspiring encouragement.

Su Miao wanted to reply to Yin Muqing, but she didn't dare. In his eyes, his position was too low. Yin Muqing was the unreachable moon in the sky, and he was just a meteor that flew by that night. Not only did he not Getting closer, but getting further away.

It doesn't matter whether Cai Zilong knows the truth of the matter. This childish thing will be remembered by Su Miao for the rest of his life.

During the break, Yin Muqing was reading a book. Su Miao tiptoed over and glanced at it. It was the gift she had given yesterday.

"Does it look good?" Su Miao suddenly said.

Yin Muqing raised her head slightly and smiled like a flower: "It's okay. But some of the articles gave me a dark and real feeling. I guess the author Su Yu must be a somewhat strange person. It's so strange that he still thinks about it with a cold heart. To convey the sunshine."

Su Miao curled her lips and thought that Su Yu was nothing. Her writing was much better than him, so she was naturally unconvinced: "A person with no reputation at all. Whether it's good or not, it's up to me. I will write many novels for you in the future...I will definitely be better than him!"

"Oh?" Yin Muqing smiled mischievously. He took out the report card of last month's monthly exam from the desk, slapped it on the table, pointed at it, "Hey." Su Miao suppressed her face and turned red again. He didn't know how to refute. His liberal arts scores were basically full marks, but including physics and chemistry students, he was firmly in the bottom ten of the class.

"I will work hard."

Yin Muqing put the transcript back on the desk, clamped a pen in the book, raised her head and asked, "What next?"

"Then I... I actually..."

The timely ringing of the bell saved Su Miao from hesitating, but once again buried his first love.

In the third year of junior high school, a new classmate transferred from another province, named Fang Mingyuan. He became Su Miao’s best friend for a long time. Because of this, everyone was attracted by Fang Mingyuan. Far away.

In this era of superficial friends, everyone is more willing to hurt someone behind their back. Friendship is not worth relying on. Maybe the "I'm here" one second becomes "go away" the next second.

If an unsociable person is placed in a seemingly united team, he will be isolated, disliked, and ostracized by everyone. This is the most unfair treatment of an individual by a group.

Su Miao went home with Fang Mingyuan every night, and Fang Mingyuan always asked Yin Muqing to accompany him. Su Miao was so grateful for this. These are real brothers who think what they want and worry about what they worry about.

But after all, Su Miao was too shy to speak, and she still couldn't even say much. How should she speak to the girl she liked? Why not make a joke with her to hint.

Su Miao always talked about Fang Mingyuan and Yin Muqing together, making jokes about them at every turn that made people blush and heartbeat.

Duo Jinyu knew about this only the day before the whole school became aware of it.

She accompanied Su Miao to push this farce to a climax and worked hard to bring the two people together. I wish they could be together today, hold a wedding tomorrow and ask her to be the bridesmaid, and then the child would be born and recognize her as his godmother.

With the unremitting efforts of the two people, Yin Muqing really got together with Fang Mingyuan - he was chasing her.

From that day on, Su Miao came home alone on the way home from school every day. He walked and cried, but no longer smiled or sang or danced...

The day before the high school entrance examination, Su Miao called Yin Muqing to the hillside behind the school. He turned his back to her and shouted: "Actually, I liked you before."

"I know." Yin Muqing responded, "But you always put yourself too low, and you don't even feel that you care. Maybe you don't believe it. Although there are many people who like me, Mingyuan is the first person to officially pursue me." She changed the subject again. : "The high school entrance examination is coming soon, so work hard."

He smiled, turned his head, and saw that she was gone, with only a back figure, getting further and further away, and finally disappeared.

Maybe I was really wrong.

Aren’t all the low postures in this world because of caring? I am afraid that one loss after another will choke my breathing again and again, and then I will be suffocated, separated, and distracted.

What’s the point of losing? After all, it was never obtained. Probably just because we were still young and in love.