Time: 2012-12-0101:02 Source: Fashion Author: Zoe

A stone sprinkled with toilet water takes thousands of generations.

Things that once broke our hearts like crazy.

I often recall that the happiest time in 22 years was spent with hooligans. What is happiness? Happiness is like foam in beer, which overflows all over the floor and can't stop. But then we separated. We parted in peace, grew up and grew old in peace, and then faced the things that once made us crazy and heartbroken.

The day we parted was the coldest day of the year. We talked for a long time in the bar next to the school. When we opened the glass door and came out, the hooligan said, "Give me a hug." I can't speak, and my heavy head rests on the chest of the little rascal. The faint smell of alcohol and tobacco on his body still fascinates me. But I'm losing him.

I think love is the same.

If you don't have perfume, sprinkle some toilet water

Little rascal is a netizen I have known on QQ for one year, so I decided to die with him.

The bus was late that day. The hooligan waited for two hours at Nanjing Railway Station and finally caught me. A white T-shirt, worn jeans and a cap, like Nicholas Tse in 1999. The hooligan took me to his school for dinner. He is six years older than me. He is a junior college student, majoring in automobile maintenance. When class was over, a large number of students in light blue uniforms poured into the school cafeteria. I said to the little naughty boy, "You must look good in this dress."

The hooligan curled his lips. "This dress is worthless. They are all worn by maintenance workers. "

23-year-old rascal, good-looking, resisted that light blue uniform, just like resisting the fate of being a car mechanic. I want to say to the hooligan, "I don't mind." I like everything you do. " 17 years old is the age when money is treated like dirt, so blind that even if he gives me a stone, I will cherish it like a diamond. If there is no perfume, I will sprinkle some toilet water and wrap it in flannel, which will last for many years and generations.

After knowing that I snuck out, the hooligans resolutely refused to allow me to spend the night in Nanjing. I smiled kindly at once. "Nanjing is really good. I like it here and don't want to go. " He smiled smugly: "Then study hard and show me the exam in Nantah." I posted that sentence in the corner of the table for the whole senior three, which was particularly refreshing. From then on, I stopped playing and concentrated on class. Even the terrible sanle pulp poured into my stomach.

When you're not with me.

The real love with the little rascal is in the second half of senior three. He started his internship, refused the assignment from the school and found a sales job himself. He is very busy and hard, but he still can't see if there is light ahead.

He has no time to come to see me. We made a lot of phone calls. Long distance is really expensive. The 30 yuan recharge card is almost used up. I know that the little rascal used all the money for dinner to call me. I felt sorry for him, so I lied to him that senior three students are not allowed to bring their mobile phones at school now, and I will call you from a public phone in the future.

On the first Valentine's Day, the hooligan sent a rose and a box of aspirin by express delivery in a carton. "Take an aspirin every day when she is away" is the most romantic plot in city of glass. I said to the little rascal, this is my favorite movie, and I also like the rhyming sentence, "You know, I love you the most when you are not around."

The hooligan remembers everything I said.

Quiet as a silent movie.

I didn't do well in the college entrance examination. I only got the "2+2 International Class" of Nanjing University. After I got the admission notice, I tricked my parents into going out for a graduation trip and went to Nanjing to find hooligans.

When hooligans go to work during the day, I sleep in the small room he rents and surf the Internet. I tried to cook a lunch for hooligans, but it was a pity that I almost burned down the kitchen, so hooligans would cook for me all day and put it in the refrigerator every day.

At the beginning of the new semester, the campus is in the south of the city, and the little rascal lives in the north. I often skip class to see him. The little rascal taught me, "deer, you shouldn't do this." You shouldn't mess up your life because of me. " I smiled. "Little naughty boy, I don't want to leave you for a minute." He can't do anything about me.

When he was a sophomore, the little rascal quit his job and opened a small restaurant in the university town in partnership with his friends. I am busy greeting business outside, like a little proprietress.

People you know should be separated.

The hooligan made money and invited me to eat in an elegant environment. When I came out dizzy, the hooligan helped me steal a magazine I liked. There is a passage in it that I read to him in the arms of hooligans at night: spring water flows into autumn water, and summer mud turns into winter mud. Sexually similar, together; People you know should be separated. Those who plant melons and trees will bear fruit; This kind of marriage is endless. It's already dark, and people can't sleep.

I said to the hooligan, "We should cherish each other."

It's getting closer and closer to the day when I go abroad, and we are all avoiding this topic, thinking that if we don't mention it, we can forget it. Little rascal works hard, studying recipes every day, turning over patterns and bringing forth new ones. I looked at his busy back and felt particularly sad. I always feel like I'm losing him.

I was shopping in the city center that day. When I got a call from my classmates and rushed back to the scene, I saw black smoke and flying powder scattered on the ground. I sat on the ground and cried and cried. I think the career of hooligans is over. what should he do ？

Go to the hospital to see hooligans. His voice is hoarse because he inhaled too much smoke. I sat on the bed and helped him peel apples. He looked blankly out of the window for a long time, then turned to me and said, "Little deer, go abroad. I have raised you for so long.". I have nothing now, so much older than you, and others have seen jokes. "

I began to cry again and said intermittently, "hooligan, don't you want me?"

He looked at me tenderly: "Yes, I don't want you."

Life seems boring.

Later, I went to London. London is always foggy. I often feel hungry. I don't have time to write a paper. There are too many museums, and a white T-shirt and a trench coat are out of shape.

I often think of that little naughty boy who would buy perfume lilies and put them in the water. "Take an aspirin a day. When she is away. " Little rascal will also write me emails, without words, only very organized recipes. He is always worried that I will be hungry.

After a long time, thinking about the little rascal will fade. I just feel that life is boring. I'm not very happy, nor am I unhappy. I am neither happy nor miserable.

One day, however, I was reading in the coffee shop next to the school and saw a Chinese message on the wall: How do you forgive the process of losing time? How can you tolerate it? Don't ask me what I think.

I finally burst into tears.