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Meeting Zuo Yi was Lin Xiang's only hope in his later years.

At that time, in the next semester of senior three, everyone was ready for the final sprint. Life is like a stagnant pool, and any trouble will trigger a series of reactions. As a result, Zuo Yi, a new classmate who suddenly arrived, made everyone's calm and wave-free life ripple.

At night, when Lin Xiang raised her sleepy eyes from the pile of books, she happened to see the head teacher with a boy coming into the classroom, which made her completely awake.

"Hello, my name is Zuo Yi. Please take care of me later ... "

Zhou Zhou, Lin Xiangwan's deskmate, left early because she was an art student, so everything was logical. Zuo Yi became her last deskmate in high school.

The boy came to the table, and the tall figure just blocked the sunshine on his face in the evening. "My name is Zuo Yi," he said again.

She looked at him in a trance for a while, and then said with a straight face, "Lin Xiang is late." God knows how upset she was.

"Inclined to dusk, the lake wind is cool. Your name is really beautiful. "

That's the best explanation for his name that Lin Xiangwan has ever heard. I thought my father's surname was Lin and my mother's surname was Xiang, so I got such a name. I never thought "until evening" was also a beautiful word.

That night, Xiang Xiang wrote in her diary:

"I was a little surprised when he came in, because he didn't feel a little depressed and angry like us. Like the morning light in the mountains. He gave a beautiful explanation of my name. In the evening, the lake is cool. It seems to suit my lukewarm personality. I want to be friends with him. -March 1 "

After a period of time, they gradually became familiar from strangers. Zuo Yi is a happy and sunny boy. He can play the piano, draw Chinese paintings and like playing basketball. He has never lost his original character because of the tense life in senior three, and he still lives casually. As long as I am with him, I will not be impetuous at night, and I will gradually stop being silent.

"In the evening, do you want me to tell you something about this problem?"

"good"

"In the evening, looked up. Do you think your glasses are too low? "

"oh"

"In the evening, yesterday the teacher said to let me check the paper."

"hmm"

"At night, wake up, the teacher said you wouldn't."

"Thank you"

"At night, you don't always so lifeless. Smile more. "

"Tomorrow night, you have to believe in yourself."

……

Lin Xiang has a serious stomach trouble at night, so she doesn't pay attention to her diet. When she came back from dinner that afternoon, Zuo Yi saw her squatting in front of the table, and only when she asked did she know that she had a stomachache again. So he ran out in a hurry and was half an hour late for evening self-study to buy her medicine. Seeing the tiny sweat on his forehead, her eyes were a little moist, because when she forgot to bring the medicine before, she was too painful to speak, and few people would find it. Since the deskmate left, she often can't talk to her classmates for a day.

In those days, when she came to the classroom every morning, Zuo Yi had helped her clear the table. When she woke up between classes, Zuo Yi had turned on the hot water for her. With the help of Zuo Yi, I adjusted my mentality and made rapid progress in my grades.

On weekends, they will go to the river by bike together. On summer nights, the air there is particularly good. There is a smell of grass and soil mixed.

"Zuo Yi, tell me your story."

"I, also told you before, I was going to study abroad, because of various reasons, and gave up. In fact, that's because she doesn't go. "

"She?"

"Well, I met her once when I was traveling in Nepal. Her name is Song Yixianqing, a girl who dances ballet. She likes photography and travel as much as I do. By chance, we knew that we were a city, so we left together. I've been in touch since I came back. She said that she would go to the UK to study after graduating from high school, and I applied for it, but something happened to her family some time ago and she decided not to go. "

Speaking of Sun Yat-sen in the Song Dynasty, Zuo Yi has a different brilliance in his eyes. Xiang wan looked at him quietly and motioned to continue.

"Actually, she is in the school next door to us."

"Then why don't you go there and come to our school?"

"Because I know she is a proud girl, I don't want her former friends to see her mess now."

Lin Xiangwan finally understood why he likes to look out of the window, because from that angle, he can just see the playground of the school next door. I also understand why she can see him every time she goes to that tea shop, because that shop is in front of the school next door.

After that day, everything in Xiangwan was the same, but it seemed different. She often goes to the teahouse to do her homework with Zuo Yi, and she sits there for an afternoon. Zuo Yi will tell her many stories about her trip, which is beyond her power.

She also met Song Yixian once. She is a beautiful and clever girl.

During that time, it was the happiest day and the fastest day of her three years in high school. In a blink of an eye, Lin Xiang did well in the college entrance examination and went to a key university in the south. On the other hand, Zuo Yi tried to understand Song Yixian's wishes, so they went to the same university.

When they had a dinner party to celebrate, Lin Xiang drank wine at night. They walked by the river together, and the cold wind was blowing.

She said to him, "Congratulations, Hero Zuo, you are one step closer to your goal."

"Tong Xi, you are also great. You did well in the exam. "

"Compared with you, far from it. However, it is also quite satisfactory. I really should thank you for this result at my level. "

"Still so polite to me. We are good friends. "

"Yes, good friend ... Zuo Yi, you must come on. The goddess is closer to you. "

"Well, you too. You haven't told me your love history! "

"I ... I should have liked someone silently like you."

"Little girl, hidden deep! Then you also come on and catch up as soon as possible. "

"No, I'm ready to give up."

"Why? Look at me. I'm still holding on Learn from me! "

"Because I have never had a place in their happiness."

The wind blew from the river, like sand lost her eyes, and she gently covered the falling tears with her own specialty.

……

Zuo Yi is good at everything, but he always likes Song Yixian ... Lin Xiangwan has always been his friend.

Once in a Chinese class, Lin Xiangwan said that her favorite idiom story was Conan's Dream. The dreamland of Chunyuba is just an ant hole under a big locust tree when you wake up. On the other hand, Zuo Yi is like an impossible dream. In real life, they can only be friends.

Lin Xiangwan is a clever girl. She never told Zuo Yi what she liked, so she can be his friend forever.

After several years in college, she read and wrote, and also learned to dance and play the piano. I am cheerful and have many good friends. Get better. She heard that Zuo Yi had contact with Song Yat-sen again. He will often accompany Song Yixian to eat and read books. She heard that their relationship is getting better and better. She heard that he finally touched the goddess. She heard that they would study abroad together. ...

After that, she stopped paying attention to all the news in Zuo Yi. I also intend to find my own little happiness.

In fact, that summer by the river. Lin Xiang didn't finish that sentence.

"I want to give up. I won't go after him, but I will wait for him ... "

Because she always knew that the light in Zuo Yi's eyes had never appeared for her.

The boy who once gave her warmth finally got the long-awaited happiness, and she would turn around silently.

In this world, I have never liked you so much. You just like my story. There is always too much love. Some people, you are doomed not to get, nothing else.

For Lin Xiangwan, the appearance of Zuo Yi is a very beautiful and lucky thing. Even if they were never possible, she wouldn't feel sorry. Because of him, she became the beautiful appearance she had expected.