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The fox in the wheat field

20 10, Li Luo gave me her favorite little prince. She said the fox knew that the little prince would eventually look for his roses, but she still said that the color of the wheat field was good for me because of everything.

I remember her stubborn figure standing in front of the publicity column. She stared at the names on the red list with a strange smile on her lips.

A long time ago, I asked Li Luo what was the happiest thing about her secret love for Liu Yu for so long.

She shook her camera and said, I have his whole youth.

When everyone sees Li Luo's name for the first time, they will outline the image of a girl in their hearts. But she is a real royal elder sister.

When freshmen report for duty, students will be guided at the school gate. At that time, I didn't even touch a digital camera, so when I saw her click with a camera, my mouth watered and even my soul was conquered by her.

I pointed to the camera and timidly asked her if she could let me touch it. It is estimated that my finger is in the wrong direction. She flew into a rage and patted me on the forehead: I don't want to mix, I want to eat my mother's tofu. I cried at that time, and God knows at that time, I almost saw two people holding hands and burying their faces on TV.

I joined the press corps under her threats and inducements. My immature mind, like my body, vaguely felt that Li Luo wanted to pull me into the press corps because I saw the photos in her camera, which helped her control me in action and thought.

The camera has the side face and back of the same boy from all angles, and there is no positive photo, but it still reveals handsome information.

Later, I met this boy at the welcome party. He is the host of the party. His name is Liu Yu. He is great. The people next to him repeatedly exclaimed, but I know that this is not the most handsome time for him. His most handsome appearance is hidden in Li Luo's camera. From the moment I saw him at the party, I knew that Li Luo liked Liu Yu. You can't shoot such a soft back because you don't like it.

The first task I received after I entered the press corps was to interview Liu Yu, saying it was an interview. In fact, I just used an interview outline to ask questions and answer questions, but I didn't write an interview outline.

As for Li Luo, why not interview herself? This question was quickly answered the moment I opened the interview outline. More precisely, it is a personal interest questionnaire and a mate selection requirement form. When I gritted my teeth and asked if you like girls with single eyelids or double eyelids, he finally blushed and fled.

The next day, a group of women accosted me at the gate of my class. Later, every time I saw high school students humiliated by classmates in public, my lonely and fragile figure would emerge in my mind, surrounded by a group of fierce senior three girls, asking me with the same anger as I robbed their boyfriends: How much do you want to sell me for the interview notes? !

Of course, the interview notes finally fell into the hands of Li Luo. Actually, I don't think it's really useful to give it to her. Double eyelids, tall, thin, sweet smile, dimples, these are the hard conditions that Li Luo can't have after several times of rebirth. The only possible long straight hair is out of reach, because in Zhongting's school, which is famous for its high enrollment rate, girls are all very uniform with short hair. I can't imagine Li Luo's long hair shawl. Probably like a ghost.

I was careful when I gave those two pages to Li Luo. However, her face turned into a pale piece of paper.

All the words automatically outline the outline of a girl, the hostess Shen Qian standing next to him.

Shen Qian is the only girl with long hair in Grade Two, which is the privilege of special students. As a special student of dance and piano, she paints her nails when others are annoyed to erase the wrong questions, and she brushes mascara when others are painfully brushing the questions. Her grand plan of life has been drawn, and she only needs to be responsible for beauty. How unfair.

In my memory, this seems to be one of the few evidences that I can collect that Li Luo likes Liu Yu. She hid the rest in the camera.

Later, when I was a sophomore, I also watched countless parties held by them. Every time the flash lights up, I look for Li Luo in that direction, but the flash lights up. When I turned around, she was already submerged in the night.

I understand it literally, but Shen Qian is so thin, why do you eat so many steamed buns? Moreover, it is said that she was given a steamed stuffed bun by a fat pig. By the time I knew the true meaning of having children, the rumor had turned into Shen Qian dropping out of school and going abroad.

The party turned into a bel canto tenor and a lovely girl with short ears, and there was no flash light anymore.

I don't know what Liu Yu looks like in Li Luo's lens, but in everyone's eyes, he is no longer the Liu Yu who charms all beings. He skipped class, drank and fought, and his grades plummeted. A femme fatale, these four words became Shen Qian's label, stuck on Liu Yu's forehead.

Later, a post appeared on Zhong Ting Post Bar, analyzing that Shen Qian's adoption was a fake news fabricated by someone from all levels of logic and technology.

Because the heat of things has passed, Shen Qian has left, and Zhong Ting has been focusing on his studies. Apart from gossiping with each other when going to the bathroom together, it didn't cause much trouble. Except Liu Yu.

Liu Yu, who skipped classes and played games all day, suddenly appeared on campus, threatening to find out who spread the rumor.

One night, I took my notebook and asked Li Luo about the topic of the newspaper. At that time, Li Luo had already retired from the group, and senior three was sprinting for the college entrance examination.

Liu Chengyu came to us with a stack of photos.

"Did you do it?" Liu Yu threw the photo in front of us. It was a photo of Shen Qian sitting in a limousine.

I was about to speak when Li Luo grabbed me and stepped forward.

"Why me?" She looked at him with calm eyes.

"What about these?" Liu Chengyu threw another stack of photos on the ground, with Liu Chengyu's side face and back, Shen Qian's side face and back, their backs standing in the sun together, and the shadow elongated by moonlight.

"You like me?" Liu Yu's eyes are full of anger, and the lingering charm of disdain in her tone is so heavy.

Li Luo didn't speak. She took my hand and looked more and more cold, but her expression was still calm, or it was more appropriate to describe it as indifference. She raised her head like a proud hedgehog.

"Funny, why do you like me? People like you are not qualified to like others all their lives. " I can hear the gnashing hatred in every word in Liu Hua.

"What if it's me?" I have never seen such pears. The chill seeped from my black eyes, and everything turned to ice in my sight.

"Base. People. "

When I was a child, my daughter-in-law next door ran away with someone else. Her husband is drunk and scolds at the door every day, bitch. Therefore, in my teenage life, I think these two words contain the greatest resentment in the world. So, when I heard these two words coming out of Liu Yu's teeth, I felt freezing cold. In my memory, the flash flashes like a star. Looking up is the darkest night I have ever seen. There will be no more stars, will there?

"I know it's not you, but why don't you talk? ! "I watched Li Luo pick up the photos with a straight face, just like picking up broken glass on the ground. Anger erupted like a volcano. The ID of the analysis post belongs to Li Luo, so she can't be a rumor monger.

Later, when someone casually asked me if you liked me, I could understand Li Luo's feeling when he picked up photos all over the floor. All the sweets secretly collected were disdained and turned into shame. Later, every time I saw the words about love, I would think of that sentence in my ear. Do you like me?

So it doesn't matter.

From that night on, I seldom saw Li Luo. Liu Yu's name once again appeared on the honor roll of the monthly exam and the mock exam. Word came from their class that Liu Yu was determined to be admitted to Communication University. Everyone is tacitly aware.

Then after the college entrance examination, the baton was passed to us.

On the summer vacation when the list was released, I rode an electric car all over most counties to see the red list. Li Luo stood in front of the red list, his eyes focused on Liu Yu's column, and his mouth was raised, just like when I first saw her, holding a camera and all the sunshine was sprinkled on her.

I don't know when I have burst into tears.

Many pictures poured out.

Li Luo secretly patted the boy on the side of the face. For selfish purposes, Li Luo forced me to give an interview. Li Luo posted an analysis of how these photos were synthesized. Li Luo proudly raised his head and squatted on the ground to pick up the photos. ...

Liu Yu suspected that it was Li Luo, because a colleague and friend of the Student Union took her camera and wanted to take a photo of the activity. Liu Yu inadvertently turned to Li Luo to take pictures of him.

However, none of this matters.

Students in school uniforms hurried into the campus with schoolbags on their backs to make up lessons, and teenagers riding mountain bikes whistled and shuttled through busy streets.

Li Luo is leaving, Liu Yu is leaving, and so are the names on the red list and the wind on a summer night.

Little prince: I don't want to upset you, but you want me to tame you …

Fox: Here's the thing.

Little Prince: Then you can cry!

Fox: Yes.

Little Prince: So you have nothing!

Fox: No, because of the color of the wheat field, everything used to be good for me.

On National Day this year, I went back to my hometown to attend the wedding of a high school classmate. Meanwhile, two couples got married in the hotel. I made a mistake from the beginning, and I passed the groom at the moment I quit. I hesitated to call, "Senior Liu Yu?"

He stopped and smiled at me politely.

The slide lit up at that moment. Although I know it's impossible, I really hope the name next to the groom is Li Luo. The bride's name is Yang Linhua. It looks familiar, but I can't find the number. It wasn't until I saw the photo of the bride that I remembered that it was a colleague from another department of the Student Union. Li Luo was fine.

Although I knew it was impossible, I couldn't help looking around, hoping to see a face I hadn't seen for years.

"Are you a friend of Hua Lin?" Liu Yu's inquiry pulled me back, and I remember the groom standing next to me.

"I am a friend of Li Luo." I don't know why the original "I went to the wrong place" became this sentence.

Sessions one leng. "Have you heard from her?" He asked eagerly.

"No, I haven't seen it since I graduated from high school." I answered truthfully.

"I've always wanted to say sorry to her face to face. I was too impulsive and misunderstood her. Shen Qian's parents divorced early in the morning. She lives with her mother and stepfather. Her stepfather is rich and wants her to study abroad. The formalities have been completed. Those rumors spread when she was photographed sitting in her stepfather's car when she left. As soon as she left, the rumor became that she couldn't stand the pressure of going abroad. When I was an exchange student in college, I went to her school in England and told her about it. She looked so ignorant that she didn't know at all. I showed her the photos, and she laughed at those posts that said the photos were synthetic, because there was no possibility of synthesis, and the photos were real. Later, I learned that this ID card belongs to Li Luo. "

"I was with Hua Lin, and when I saw the photos in the camera, I lost my mind. I heard her say that Li Luo usually likes to take pictures with a camera, and immediately thought it was her rumor, so there was a misunderstanding. I always wanted to apologize to her later, but I heard Hua Lin say that she didn't want to see me very much. Later, I heard that she went abroad. " He sighed.

Li Luo doesn't want to see Liu Yu? I don't know. Yang Linhua and Li Luo have been friends for many years. She must know that Li Luo likes Liu Yu, but after Liu Yu misunderstood Li Luo, she said nothing. Now that she is the bride, I can't help thinking of everything. Who took pictures of Shen Qian at the beginning? Is it possible that Yang Linhua deliberately let Liu Yu see the photos in the camera? Why isn't Liu Yu with Shen Qian? What happened between him and Yang Linhua?

Without much time to think about it, the wedding March began, and the audience was full of joy. If the truth is useful or important, Li Luo will not choose not to explain it.

In joy, I saw her standing in front of the red list, her mouth was rising, and all the sunshine was sprinkled on her.

The love that some people expect is accompanied by morning and evening, so once the other person doesn't love himself, it is a human tragedy.

Some people only expect love itself. You made me feel love, which is the greatest luck. It doesn't matter whether you love me or not. Enough to comfort your youth.

"Happy wedding!" I said this to Li Luo, and then I turned and went to another wedding scene to end another past.