Ask Huang Biyun for the full text of She is a woman and I am a woman.

I thought I could spend my life with him.

Her name is Xu Zhihang. When I first met her, we were freshmen. I went to see The Art of Thinking.

Tutorial class, which is a compulsory course for freshmen, I met her.

She is the only female student I know who wears cheongsam embroidered shoes in class. It's really artificial, but it's very eye-catching I remember it.

A pair of extremely bright red embroidered shoes. She cuts her hair ear-length and often lowers her head to take notes. She looks like a good student.

Appearance. But she painted pink Kou Dan-the women who painted Kou Dan were all bad women, quietly showing off in small places.

Confused, that's even worse. I didn't know I would like bad women.

Sure enough, her reputation spread widely. The boys in the class told me that her name was Xu Zhixing and she graduated from the Chinese Department.

In Jiangsu and Zhejiang University, I live in Lantang Road. We are having Plato's class, but they are discussing it in the dormitory in twos and threes.

Ok, I smiled with my hands in my arms, but I felt a little contempt for these male students, but they still liked to talk about her.

Call her "Fengxian Xiao".

I met her at the railway station. She kept walking with her head down, followed by a boy.

The next year, we met in the "Introduction to Sociology" class. The old lecturer always makes us sit dead for fear of roll call.

I took the opportunity to sit beside Xu Zhihang. I remember that she was dressed in white, black and purple.

Wearing a cotton cheongsam, my arms have fine hair, and it also gives off a smell-powder, fragrance, milk and ink.

The smell of mixed juice-I will call it "Impatiens" from now on. Her hands are slippery and cold. I really want to touch her.

But I didn't, because she didn't notice me.

She is absent from class again. When talking about Marx's surplus value theory, she appeared again and asked me to borrow notes. I gave it to her.

She looked at it and smiled: "It's no use lending it to you. Only I understand this. " She raised her eyebrows and said, "Oh,no..

I know. "Because I am lazy, I take short shorthand notes, which are described by my classmates as' code notes', and no one has ever borrowed them from me.

I think she writes like flying, but she translates my password neatly-I have to be more proficient before class in January.

All right. I like smart people, which may be the reason why I travel.

I said, "buy you a cup of coffee." She said, "All right." This conversation is also like a telegram.

We sat in the sunset, and everyone had nothing to say. I looked at her carefully, and she looked at me and said, "I've seen you before. Nishino

You play shakuhachi in the classroom alone at night. I've heard of you. "She is wearing a silver bracelet and dangling.

Loud and clear: "I know you lost a pink bust of Merton last week, and I wrote it in big letters in the dormitory hall."

Goodbye. That's you, isn't it? "She smiled:" The whole dormitory knows that even the boys' dormitory knows that you lost.

A pink 32B plum oriental bust, so old-fashioned! "I said," wrong, 32A is right, I'm thin. "I

Seeing her chest ups and downs, I smiled: "I bet you should wear at least 34B, which may increase to 38 after marriage!

"I gently covered my chest during the trip:" Oh, I'm scared, too! "Our conversation, unexpectedly from the beautiful side.

Chest circumference begins.

She came to class every time, so we talked. The old lecturer is skinny and dressed in a flesh-colored nylon stockings. I asked her about the cheongsam.

Where did you buy it? She said it was a trade secret. I invited her to see a campus drama, which was being staged by Cheng Hanliu, and I

The children laughed loudly. I dragged her to see Eisenstein's October, and we both slept until everyone else slept.

We just woke up. We went to eat snacks and wore jeans during the trip, such as eating fried clams with me.

God, but she still insists on those embroidered shoes.

In the next semester of Grade Three, her roommate retired. But she didn't inform the supervisor, so I continued to travel. In fact,

This is the real beginning of my journey of peace.

To tell the truth, I just think traveling is charming, a little clever and easy-going, but I really don't know much about it.

Her personality. This is also the place where we love men and women most. Our initial attraction was based on.

The other person's appearance-although I am not a beauty, I don't have the coquetry of my trip, but I know how to sell myself in a low-key way.

Yes, I think traveling will like people like me. This is a kind of, alas, subtle smoke and flattery. Her cheongsam embroidery.

Flower shoes are not.

In this way, our room is a "smoke alley". We all smoke, she smokes double happiness, and I smoke mint Dunhill.

Both are "crazy" about hopeless cigarettes. We all like dancing in the room.

Her body is very soft. We are all women. I sometimes watch Beauvoir, but later I think it's not enough just to watch Kristeva.

I liked to see Yi Shu on the trip, and then I protested. She changed the sand steel, and I protested again. She looked at AncelaCarter. We ...

Everyone has gradually entered this country. I got a scholarship, she applied, but she didn't. Because she lost to me.

I got a scholarship that day and took a photo in the school magazine. I remember shopping with her and she took a fancy to it.

A lux eggplant sweater, 950 yuan, she was reluctant to buy it, so I bought it for her and planned to eat it later.

I saw her off at dinner, but she never came back. I waited until dark, and I was alone in the room without turning on the light.

It was late autumn at that time, and the window was actually an evacuated sea of fishing lights. Suddenly I feel that "Lang Xin is like iron".

I've had boyfriends before, but I've never cared so much. I didn't fold the quilt today. I didn't wear embroidery today.

Flower shoes. I'm out of toothpaste. I need to buy her more. The smell of impatiens on this trip won't leave my room.

Powder. Tears of my travel. I quietly leaned against the window, silently shed two tears, only two drops, and then I did it. My trip.

All right.

I woke up, ate some bread, and suddenly found that bread had a very unpleasant flour smell, which was close to a kind of feed.

Breathe. I didn't know the taste of bread until I ate it for more than ten years. If I know the truth, I don't like it. It's corny.

Words, but at this moment I am very sad, with the taste of just now. Oh, the world is hard to say.

At midnight 1 o'clock, I leaned against the window and heard the motor ring. During the trip, I jumped out of the taxi. She is wearing a black dress.

Black flats. Poor woman, I'm still paying attention to what she wears at this moment. I found that I paid great attention to her dress.

Smell is greater than temperament-maybe she doesn't have temperament, and I suddenly feel ashamed and have it with another man.

What is the difference? I am also serious, although I have never touched her; Maybe it's because everyone won't tell me, me and

She has never kissed and caressed, and she doesn't think it's necessary-the so-called lesbian.

Kissing each other is a spectacle aroused by men's imagination for eye entertainment, but I have never traveled before.

So, I didn't even say "I love you" to my trip, but now I know I love her very much. love

I love her so much that I want to know if she has temperament. I leaned against the window, and when I was hot, I understood.

Travel is coming, travel is coming.

When Xu opened the door, she sat down on the bed. Her face was covered with red, and she smelled sour wine. Somehow, she came today.

Make-up face melted, remembering the taste of bread. I was silent and stopped talking.

It's cold.

She smiled: "You are very happy today. I am very happy today. " Suddenly, with a "scatter", coins were thrown at me all over the sky.

Feifei. "Nishino, I am just a secular person." I hid my face and said nothing. The coin hit me on the back of my hand.

It stung me. Tired from the journey, I rested in bed. For a moment, I felt the light was dazzling.

"Travel." She didn't answer me. She fell asleep. I wiped her face, undressed, took off my shoes and pants and kissed her.

She hurt her foot.

I tidied up a little, and then left a note on her desk: "Travel, if one day we get lost in the crowd."

In fact, I didn't have any ambitions at that time, because we didn't try to live a full life.

This tour includes.

That night, I knocked on a man's room This man has coveted me for a long time, and his face is impatient. Don't I know,

I will go, too, probably to myself, to travel, to this person, because I have no heart.

Besides, my body does not belong to me. I am bored all day. I think that man rented a room for me, so he went, and so did I.

Inadvertently, attend classes as usual, pay more attention to classes, and change the temperament of the past.

Walking through the dormitory, I always look around. Is the trip there? She is combing her hair. She is doing her homework. She is reading a newspaper? she

Will you miss me? Travel suddenly disappeared in my life. How calm I am, no one knows the ups and downs in my heart. This trip.

A trip.

That night, in the late autumn weather, I had dinner with that man. That man's words have no taste. I just had a drink. After dinner.

Come on, I'm covered in red, walking in the evening breeze, I vomited, and my face was full of tears. The man handed me his handkerchief.

I held him tightly, and at this point, any man with a handkerchief is a good man. I can't help liking it.

His heart beat for a few minutes. Really, if you have feelings for him at this time, there is nothing wrong with interrupting the trip from now on.

Good thing. The man was driving a small Japanese car. As soon as he got on the bus, he hugged me tightly and his face came up. I smiled and said:

"You could have been a good man, but you were willing to kiss a woman with a bad smell. I have good taste in you.

Suspected. "He drove angrily and sent me back to the cabin. I said, "wait a minute, I want to go back to my dormitory and get something to eat."

West side. "

At three o'clock in Ike's trip, there was only one desk lamp, but no one saw her. I stood at night and looked around.

Under that bright light. I didn't mean to steal her scenery. I'm just a quiet woman, I think.

Develop a simple emotional relationship with a person. Why can't the world tolerate me?

Suddenly, the shadow of travel flashed by the window and turned off the light. Does this flash make the travel hair long? have

Didn't anyone cut her toenails and draw her Kou Dan? I'm leaving. Who will button her up? Who will come to see her at night and who will miss her?

Who knew she was happy and sad? Who is arguing with her about that little scenery? Who does she love and suffer from?

I really want to see her. Just take a look.

I hurried upstairs and locked the door, but I had the key. She sleeps with her chest hanging down, still plump and small.

Not for a few weeks. She is neither thin nor haggard. When I look closely, her toenails are still neatly cut, and Kou Dan is also very good.

Brilliant red as always. There are some dolls on her bed. At this time, she is holding a small white rabbit and sleeping like a baby. How good it is. I

After she left, she still lived well. The sun is still rising and the night has fallen. Ike, at three o'clock, people are still sleeping.

People are awake. Who is next door, still typing, doing homework, and doing the honor and disgrace in the world? I suddenly burst into tears.

Kaka rang in my throat: someone tried to strangle me. who is it? I hold my throat, thinking that the stars will fall tonight.

It is raining. This trip wasted my brain.

My tears fell on my face during the trip. I squeezed my face red and just tried to breathe. The trip suddenly woke up.

Hold my hand tightly and say, "Why?"

The trip held me in my arms. I smelled her impatiens and fell asleep peacefully. I vaguely heard a car horn downstairs.

Well, whatever, that man has completed his value in my life and has nothing to do with me since then. There is only a short journey ahead.

I held my face and said, "You are so stupid." I didn't answer. I just want to sleep. There will be the sun tomorrow.

Since then, travel has become better. We do our homework late at night, and she always makes me ginseng tea.

I am lazy in reading, why should I change my temper? I just vaguely feel that my trip is different from before, even the perfume water is different.

I use opium. I feel suffocated.

The trip takes place at night. At midnight, she always wears a big red sweater and black boots and swims like a leopard. Downstairs.

There is a sapphire sports car waiting for her. When she came back, her cheeks were always red and she bought me a hot jiaozi, but I didn't think I could eat it.

Swallow, glutinous rice balls, not put, once put hard, can not eat. Rosty Yi, I'm staring at some hard zongzi.

I'm at a loss. I'm always away. I am in the fourth grade. Wow, she only got 1 1 points.

I'm going home for the night during Christmas. I asked her how long she would stay at home, and she shook her head and said.

Laugh: "I want to go to Beijing."

I stopped for a long time without saying a word. My trip and I have been to Japan to play, and our next destination is Beijing. That's to go.

It was Christmas in 2008. I quietly hid my face and said, "Do you remember that trip ..."

She grabbed my hand and looked me in the eye: "I remember. But that was before. This is my chance.

You have to plan for your future. This doesn't mean that I have to spend my life in vain. "She kissed my forehead and left.

I sat in a room in mid-air. I thought I could sit for life. I fell to the ground and found the carpet.

It's dirty My trip and I bought it all afternoon in Central. She insisted on Iranian carpets, but I didn't want them.

Actually, I advocate buying Indian goods. As a result, I compromised and bought a Belgian carpet. We took carpets and ate Dutch food. This trip is called.

After buying a dozen big oysters, we spent all our money ... when did that happen?

This Christmas, I stayed in the library all day and felt very ill. I was leafing through the weekly magazine when I came across a fat and yellow one.

Fat man, wearing very eye-catching snow goggles, I was horrified to find that this man was traveling! I hid the magazine,

I went to the dining hall as if nothing had happened, but I sat in the same position as the first time. I feel dizzy and almost dizzy.

Tears filled my eyes. I gritted my teeth and went back to the library to concentrate on my homework.

When I came back from my trip, I was reading a magazine on my desk with photos of my trip on it. I don't have

There was no movement during the promising trip, so she sat and smoked a cigarette. Then she said, "I lost my wife and my soldiers."

I make her a cup of tea. She held my hand tightly and I stroked her hair gently.

I didn't ask again and she didn't mention it again. Until now, I still don't know what happened to her.

Love. Instead of going out at night, she practiced her manners seriously in the room, and her face tilted back and forth, which was very attractive.

Graduation is just around the corner, and I also restrained my so-called obsequiousness. After all, I am not a social butterfly or a dancer.

Smoking flattery can't be eaten as a meal. I applied for a degree in graduate school, hoping to have a place in academia in the future. Honesty.

Say, you don't need great wisdom and courage to get an intellectual career, just like a boring piece of material.

Pretending to be ok, I buried myself in the most easy course of western modern philosophy, and the teacher didn't understand me.

You can look at my paper and smile at each other. At least I did it. Everyone is really relieved and happy.

My feelings for travel have cooled down. She is more attractive and beautiful than before, and she is dressed as beautifully as she was in the exam.

Exhibition. I heard from my classmates that she was having an affair with a teacher. I was told that she worked as a photography model in a magazine.

Son, why do others know more about travel than I do? My hehe trip is running out of time. I hope I can rent a floor for Hehe.

House, she continues her public career and I continue my studies. I hope to have a cat and a piece of Iran.

Hand-woven carpet. In the middle of the night, I can take a trip to eat warm and soft dumplings. My requirements for life.

It's simple.

Thinking of me, I bought a bunch of flowers and went back to my room. I want to travel together. The girls' dormitory in the afternoon is very quiet.

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There is a tie hanging in front of our house, and I stand at the door with a bunch of sunflowers, and I can't retreat.

This is an old English rule, that is, there are male guests in our room. How is that possible? That's where I went with you.

They even made love in my bed and made me wash the sheets. In that case, I will never sleep in that bed again. I often.

I think men's semen is the most confusing thing, which is more disgusting than not being washed clean, runny nose, phlegm and so on. How was your trip?

How come...

The president of the hostel in the opposite room just came back and asked me, "What's the matter? I forgot my key. Shall I open it for you? "

"No," I said quickly and took out the key.

This trip and a man, really in my bed, are rolling into the harbor. I feel the sun chrysanthemum shaking in my hand.

If I want to fall, I'm afraid the petals will be scattered all over the floor. My eyes were still half closed and unmoved, but the man did not move.

I don't know how to hide. This man has pimples on his face and loose hair. He is in his thirties. I looked him straight in the eye and said, "Sir, this is."

This is the girls' dormitory. Please get dressed. "I looked at him sideways and said," Ignore her. "I put my clothes all over the floor.

He threw it at men and women and shouted, "Get dressed! I don't talk to animals. "

The man really got dressed quickly, rolled over and smoked during the trip, breathed a sigh of relief and said nothing. I picked up what was scattered underground.

Contraceptive bag, tell him, "Here you are, sir. Please be serious. "

"... sorry. "He hurriedly put the contraceptive bag into his trouser pocket and I opened the door for him. I said, "First of all.

Life, my relationship with travel is not normal. Please respect us and don't come here. "He was expressionless.

I froze for a long time before I whispered in shock, "You! Pervert! "

I shaved his face and slammed the door.

Looking at me on the trip, she blushed and cigarettes burned on her fingers. She still looked at me motionless. Damn it.

When the door was closed, it remained motionless. What is the time? When everything is destroyed, what time should we calculate?

I don't know how long we have been deadlocked, and her cigarette has gone out. Winter is very long.

It was dark and the night was heavy. I suddenly smiled gently and then shed two tears. I said, "Anyway,

We can do the same as before. "

She said, "It's different. It's different. You are so naive. You will be defeated by me in the future. " I hide your face:

"I don't want to argue with you. Why do you want to go out and get cheap?"

She said, "He can help me get into a magazine and maybe become an IsabellaRossellini. Is that okay? "

I said, "Why do you want to please men? We are not prostitutes. " She replied, "You are not here.

Have you ever taken advantage of a man? There is no difference between reading a book and not reading it in this respect. "

I sat down slowly. I thought of some people, people who had breakfast, dinner and drinks with me. I thought of them.

That man, because he had a handkerchief when I was drunk, I almost believed him all my life.

Everyone has his weaknesses. I'm hungry. I got up naked, grabbed a dress casually, and followed.

I said, "Excuse me, I want to go out." I got out of the way and her footsteps pattered away. Sunflower is very quiet in the dark.

Withered, I closed my eyes and suddenly understood what "foreign objects" meant. From then on, everything is external.

I went to bed early that night, and Rosty Yi woke up with a rabbit in her arms and slept like a baby. I left a note saying I was late.

I waited for her to finish eating in the dining hall and then went out to class. I didn't expect her to come.

I sat at the table near the stairs waiting for her, and the winter dusk hung like death. Long hair is half tied when walking.

Sweater and trousers, wearing a scarf and bright blue gemstone earrings. When she saw me, she smiled gently. I found that she had grown up.

Women laugh with a sense of proportion. It can be seen that these books have not been read in vain.

We ordered food and drank a little beer. We eat very little, but drink a lot, and we are full before we finish eating our cheeks.

Hong. We talked about the teacher who taught sociology. He was suddenly persuaded by the school to retire early, and the two celebrated.

Let's drink a toast. She said that she had got a model contract. We all agreed. I told her that I had written my paper.

Outline, and applied for a scholarship to the UK, an appointment, everyone is very happy, smiled and said, I'm a little.

She was drunk and trembling, and put a scarf on me during the trip. The wind was strong, so I held on to the trip and said, "It's cold." She hugged me.

Look at me. I've been walking on campus. The night is blue and beautiful. I said, "Let's move to a place like this after graduation."

Fang. You go out to work and I do my homework at home. She calmed down and said, "I'm afraid you are uncomfortable in your room." I laughed.

"I am very comfortable in my room. Do you think I am so thin that I am uncomfortable in the room? " She pressed her chest again and said:

"Well, I'm afraid I'm not comfortable in my room."

Everyone was quiet for a long time, and suddenly I was hugged tightly. I was shocked by her sudden enthusiasm.

She let me go and said, "It's late. Hurry to the library to tidy up. I will go back first. "

I waved and turned to leave. She waved goodbye to me, and I called her crazy, not parting for life and death.

I left without looking back.

Back to the dormitory, I met the president of the hostel in the building. Seeing him, I was relieved and pulled me: "The matron wants to see you."

I said put down the book first. What's the hurry? She said it was urgent and pushed me around.

I sat on the sofa of the supervisor's house, rubbing my hands in boredom and leafing through Breakthrough. A reader asked, "Ming Xin, I am very

Angry, I don't know what to do, he left me ... "The housekeeper made me a cup of extremely hot oolong tea. She is from Taiwan Province Province.

I have a strong nasal voice when I speak Cantonese. I held a cup in my hand, waiting for her to speak.

The TV is on, only the picture is silent. The warden's face is dark, blue and white, which is terrible. She's here.

After a while in the light and shadow, I said word for word, "I received a complaint that you had an abnormal relationship with Xu Zhixing."

Oolong tea is so hot that it burns the tip of my tongue. I looked up at her, and somehow, I hung up a little.

Laugh.

"College students should not only have knowledge, but also have noble moral character."

"I don't think this is a humble thing. Many men and women are lower than us. " I looked into her eyes. She didn't.

I avoided it. Look at me.

"You are not normal, which hinders the development of human civilization. The reason why society is United is because.

A stable system depends on natural interpersonal relationships ... "I can't hear what she said clearly on and off, so I will stop."

Look at her own reading breakthrough. Mingxin replied: "Ling, it is wrong for you to destroy people's feelings like this, but it doesn't matter."

If I can, God will forgive you ... "I was so scared that I hurried to the breakthrough. I stared blankly at the silent TV.

After a long time, I whispered, "why do you want to impose your moral standards on us?" We meet again.

Not in someone else's way. "I don't know if she heard it; It's just that my voice is very low, as if someone is there.

When I said these words in my ear, I looked around warily, but no one was there.

"Warden," I said, putting down my teacup, "I won't leave her as long as the trip doesn't leave me."

Leave and open the door.

"However, she has promised me to move out of the dormitory this afternoon, and I also promised not to make it public. I just don't know.

Let me ask you the routine. "She said at a distance. I stood at the door and pushed the handle, and my tentacles were cold. "Thank you. "

I said. I didn't make any more noise and closed the door quietly.

I don't know how I struggled to get back to my room. The stairs are too long. Is this Jacob's ladder to truth?

The road to reason. I walked with difficulty, my limbs like rags. Every movement stung my eyes. I closed my eyes and stopped.

Since then, I have been blind, and I have never seen the light.

The room was unlocked, and when someone was in the corridor, I straightened up and gritted my teeth. After a pleasant trip, I cleaned it in an afternoon.

Clean, just put a pair of new red embroidered shoes on my bed, a pink bust of Merton Square, and I am one of them.

Looking around, she bought the wrong one. It was 32B. I smiled, and my son said, "It's 32A, trip, 32A, I'm thin!"

After she left, I moved out of the dormitory and rented a dark cabin near the school. My life is particularly dark.

Myopia is getting worse and worse. Wearing disproportionate glasses, I hobbled between the classroom and the library all day. I drive.

At first, I only wore blue, purple and black. I quit smoking. I only drank plain water and vegetarian food. People are lovelorn and scrambling for land. I just thought it would be better this way.

There is no peace, such as the mountains and rivers of Song and Ming Dynasties. Listening to Kunqu opera in the dark at night, I often step on tiny steps and keep silent.

Silent as a shadow. I controlled myself and said, "I still have this." I bit my lip and said, "Don't cry. Don't complain. "

I hope to be a sensible person-everything can be traced. She also has her difficulties.

Then I saw her on the cover of a magazine. Full lips and a smile. I didn't open the magazine. she

Just one of thousands of beautiful women in Qian Qian, which is different from the trip I know. Later, I was at the school graduation ceremony.

Seeing her, the bachelor's robe fluttered, and she smiled in the sun, looking from a distance, covering the sun with her hands. It's too far.

I can't tell if her smile has changed. I just stood still and hugged myself. There is a man next to her. Look at that.

I am familiar with it. Think about it, it turned out to be the people I saw in the magazine. She has a choice in her trip. She left me.

Because I'm not good enough. But the trip I remember ... we don't say good or bad. .....

... I remember her cheongsam, embroidered shoes, the indomitable spirit when she copied my notes, and she gently pressed it.

She smiled, clutching her chest, lying in bed looking at Yi Shu's laziness. I remember she gave me a scarf to keep me warm when I was cold.

I, when I was proud, she threw a coin at me. When I was indifferent, she squeezed my hand and said, "I lost my wife and my soldier."

I remember, I remember, I tied her hair, cut her toenails and bought her a bunch of sunflowers. I remember crying.

With eyes full, Kaka choked her throat. She grabbed my hand and said, "Why?"

Why? I thought I could spend my life with it.