Early the next morning, when I opened my eyes, the bright sunshine was dazzling, the weather was fine, and the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant.
Wu Dazhi, who was sleeping in the bunk below me, was still snoring loudly. This kid hadn't even woken up yet. He was sleeping so hard.
I looked at the time on my mobile phone, it was 8:45. I had muted my mobile phone when I was sleeping, and then I discovered that there were several missed calls on my mobile phone, all of which were from Huang Yiyi.
The time stage is concentrated between three o'clock in the morning and four o'clock in the morning.
I think this night is destined to be difficult for her.
However, the sky finally dawned, and she finally got through it.
After separating from Huang Yiyi, I was not too sad, just slightly depressed. In my heart, there was only hatred.
Sadness can make people miserable and depressed, but hatred can make people furious and sharpen their knives all day long.
Hatred blinded my eyes, I couldn't see anything, I couldn't see anything clearly.
I only think about revenge, I only think about revenge.
It doesn't matter if you lose anything, it doesn't matter anymore.
The morning passed quickly. I spent most of the time preparing some wooden sticks and steel pipes with Wu Dazhi and a few other brothers. These were weapons that would be used in the afternoon fight.
Several friends from society called me one after another and said they would come and help me in the afternoon. I expressed my gratitude.
Those who can take the initiative to contact and help you when you are in crisis will always be the most loyal to you. Cherish them, they are the real good brothers.
At noon, I took a few of my close friends to a small restaurant outside for a meal.
Big fish and big meat, plenty to eat and drink, people drinking and drinking, chatting and laughing.
For me, this meal is, in a better sense, an early celebration dinner, but in a worse sense, it is the last delicious meal before departure.
The restlessness before a last-ditch battle, the heroism to risk everything.
We talked loudly and drank heavily, and suddenly we liked this kind of life very much. We could live happily with a few good brothers without having to think about our dreams with Huang Yiyi, our own academic performance, and the burdens on our bodies.
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There is no need to think about anything, even the hatred has faded away.
Only wine can make people forget their worries.
This is so good! So good! So good?
Half drunk and half awake, I thought of Zhang Miaomiao and Huang Yiyi.
Zhang Miaomiao once loved me so much. She dreamed of being my girlfriend, but she left in the end. She was deprived of even the right to dream. Why was God so unfair to her?
Huang Yiyi is so passionately in love with me, and how much she wants to change me and make me a top student like her. How much she wants to, but how disappointed she is. Facing me who is bent on revenge, she can only shake her head.
He shook his head, shed tears, and turned around to leave.
There are two women in my heart, Huang Yiyi is in my left atrium, and Zhang Miaomiao is in my right atrium.
But, in the end, none of them belong to me.
Thinking of this, I quietly shed tears.
In my youth, I was at a loss and had the most beautiful sadness. When I met the angel-like you, I was not returning home, but just a passerby.
Everything is just a beautiful mistake.
I am just me, you are still you.
We are still two parallel lines, always extending and always melancholy.
Wine, drink.
You can get drunk at noon, but you must be sober in the afternoon.