The original or main viewpoint of "whose girl is the castle" in recent issues of Youth Digest.

At the end of September, the welcome party, which was stained with the light of celebrating the birthday of the motherland, was upgraded by more than one level. I have always been reluctant to show off, and I am reluctant to participate in any performances. I signed up with a tie.

Just because the counselor knocked on the desk that day, he said very clearly, "Luo Weiwei, you are responsible for the registration of this party program."

She bowed her head and wrote my name on the application form, as neat as a junior high school student. "Meng", she looked up and said with a smile, "that's a nice name. Is it Meng Jiao's' but how affectionate is the inch of long grass, who will get three spring rays'? " No one has interpreted my name like this in my life. I was stunned at that time and immediately said, "The girl has a good eye, and Meng admires it." She smiled again. Then I signed up for the track "Wake me up when we are apart". She immediately looked up at me intently and said with a smile, "I like this song very much, too."

Sign up once, Bomei San Xiao. It's worth it

At the first freshman meeting in the department, I recognized the girl who stood on tiptoe and smelled osmanthus fragrance from the dark head, and I knew that Lao Nai was very kind to me. Luo Weiwei, majoring in software engineering. Luo Weiwei's three words are simple and easy to remember, and there is a rising joy in the ending.

Throughout September, when I was free after class, I practiced my guitar hard and brushed songs in the dormitory over and over again, forcing Dadong to be my audience and correct my pronunciation and rhythm. At the end of the exercise, Dadong complained bitterly: "Meng Shaoshao, as long as you hear this song in this life, your voice and face will definitely emerge in your mind." I didn't have time to play with him, so I plucked the strings to watch him sing: "Summer has come and gone, and innocence can never last …" He ran away screaming and covering his ears.

The school attaches great importance to the welcome party, screening programs twice, rehearsing at the end of life, and possibly deleting programs. I am Luo Weiwei who reported it. I can't lose face, but I have to practice hard.

On the day of the official performance, I sat in a chair with my guitar in my arms, with a wheat beside me. Play hard and sing emotionally. At halftime, Luo Weiwei came over with a bunch of flowers. She smiled and handed me the flowers. She smiled differently, her eyes narrowed into a crack, her eyes were as sly as a cat, and her eyes bent into a natural arc, which lightly outlined the outline of her smile and had a unique charm.

That's how I laughed when I smelled sweet clover that day, and so did I when I wrote my name and recorded the title of the song.

I stood up and hugged her, separated by a bouquet and guitar.

She obviously had a tendency to break away from physical conditioning, but she soon calmed down. By the time I realized what I had done, it was a few seconds after my brain went blank.

"I'm sorry." I quickly let go of her and took the flowers. She answered clearly and lightly, "Nothing." When I turned to step down, the audience was already in an uproar.

Afterwards, I learned that my program was behind schedule, the school leader had left the school, and the teacher accompanied me to see me off, which did not lead to greater consequences. However, all the students in the audience can't escape.

An unconquerable castle

I was born thick-skinned, but I couldn't hold the eyes of the whole school for several days after the party. Everywhere I go, it's like being in the spotlight, with curious eyes mixed with chatter. It's really miserable. I decided to stay in the dormitory all day except for classes, and called on Dadong's servants to bring food and food and report the enemy's situation by the way.

The most important message brought back by Dadong is that Miss Luo Weiwei's schedule is not moving, and her face passes through rows of eyes as usual. In his words, Luo Weiwei is simply an invincible castle.

I gave a wry smile, and it's not that I can't see it. Only one month after school started, Luo Weiwei had been named a grade flower, but no one dared to act.

Not afraid of hurting brotherhood, but afraid of losing it completely.

Luo Weiwei sat in the front seat in class, listening carefully and taking notes. Occasionally walk with the girls in the same dormitory, and most of the time walk alone. Polite and thoughtful, I will greet you with a smile when I meet you on the road, with curved eyebrows, but I will never take the initiative to talk to boys. Polite, but at a natural distance from others.

She is not a thorn, but she has a bud, not a human flower.

I texted her to say I was sorry, and her response was extremely simple, just like the one on the stage that day-"Never mind."

It's okay, it's okay, but it's not good for me. I'd rather eat something. A feat brought two simple words, the distance between the guitar and the bouquet was less than 20 cm, and it was less than 6 meters before and after returning to the classroom.

The road ahead is difficult.

Although my affair with Luo Weiwei has faded, the voices of various departments will never be less when something happens.

When the sports meeting was held in mid-October, she led the team in front of the phalanx of the computer department with a tie card, and I held the flag. Two people standing alone at the front of the big team, I was angry and funny. 1 1 At the beginning of the month, an inter-school debate was held. She started, and I concluded that there were two boys in the middle. /kloc-In the campus singer contest in early February, several buddies forced Luo Weiwei to sign up. "Let Luo Weiwei present flowers then!" Dadong waved his arms enthusiastically.

I have lost my initial enthusiasm.

The more contact with her, the harder the road ahead.

Although Luo Weiwei is not good at sports, she likes watching games very much. She especially likes watching the high jump. Seeing the beautiful leap, her eyes lit up and she couldn't help but admire: "Good, good!" Then clap your hands. Inadvertently looked back and saw me next to me, and smiled shyly.

At the beginning of the debate, she spoke slowly, but she was articulate and had a clear point of view. Everyone was in a mess during the free debate, but she was always sober. She stood up and hit back at her opponent neatly, and then sat down neatly. I smiled and shook my head. Her logic is too clear, but it lacks the essence of demanding in free debate.

However, that kind of style is really more like Luo Weiwei. So, I stood up with a smile and played Tai Chi with my opponent, teasing and teasing each other.

I've been with her for a long time and I know her very well. She likes reading, and she reads all kinds of idle books. I said that Guan Yu's World War I in Qin Qiong was a classic battle in the history of crossing the river, and she said that the trial of Chen Shimei in Bao Qingtian Shan Mei case was also a classic mystery in the history of crossing the river. I said Planck was a handsome man when he was young, and she said Dirac was a jewel. Astronomical geography, spanning ancient and modern times, can be said.

Luo Weiwei has a pure natural sense of distance, but she does not refuse people thousands of miles away. I was initially attracted by her smile, and the eyebrow angle evoked a beautiful arc. Later, I gradually realized that the only girl who can talk to me and cooperate perfectly is probably this.

I lost my original enthusiasm. I was impulsive at that time, but I became more determined.

She is smart enough, independent enough and cute enough, but she is still polite and looks like an indestructible castle.

But I'm not going back.

We seem to be in love.

In the winter of freshman year, it snowed in Beijing, and plum blossoms were in full bloom on campus, soaking in the cold air, with an indescribable fragrance. On the roadside, there was a girl wearing snow boots and a thick down jacket, standing under a branch and standing on tiptoe with her eyes closed. The branches are dotted with the first snow, lined with white plum blossoms and the scenery of a tree.

That's Luo Weiwei. She said softly, "Like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows away the petals of ten thousand pear trees". I heard it again.

Ask Luo Weiwei out to play next semester. She doesn't refuse others very much, probably because few people even want to ask her out. But I prefer to explain why she doesn't hate me.

Ask her to see a movie and she will choose a movie, because in the end, she will definitely make it AA. There are only a handful of films she has chosen. When I first asked her out, there was no one she was interested in on the schedule. So later, I often pre-arrange the movies to be shown in the next few months for her to choose first, and then we can go to see them together.

The same is true for eating. She is not picky about food, but she likes it very much. She searched all the shops on the comment website, remembered the recommended dishes and ate them one by one. Finally, it was AA. She doesn't like shopping very much. She prefers to go to the National Library, and I accompany her, but she usually ends up with a book for each person and doesn't say a word for a long time. If she wants to be quiet, I will be quiet with her. Both movements are decent, which is called everyone's demeanor.

In this way, we ran in Beijing for nearly a year.

It makes me feel that we are just like falling in love, except for an innate right.

But that's just an illusion. We are not just birthright. When crossing the road, the traffic is very heavy. I reached out and pulled her. She reached out and grabbed my sleeve.

I think it is impossible for a smart girl like her not to know that I like her.

When I came back from my visit to Gong that day, I looked up at her and looked at her very carefully. My mind suddenly opened: "Luo Weiwei, we are almost in love now." She looked up at me thoughtfully with konjac silk in her mouth. "Maybe, it's a bit like that."

"I like you." I am serious.

"I know." Her tone is calm.

"Then what?"

"Meng, you are a very good person. No more. " She ate the last bit of potato chips.

Just a promise.

I was badly hurt by Luo Weiwei's good friend card. I lay on the dormitory bed and looked up at the ceiling. It's too white Dadong has comforted me for a long time with great loyalty. "Old meng, who can tell, wei-wei luo doesn't hate you. On the contrary, you two are actually quite well matched. " He said this sentence seriously, and then wiped his tears: "It's strange that my father didn't tell you. In fact, you two are long-lost brother and sister ... "

The water I just drank almost didn't spray on the bed.

Fortunately, the final exam of my sophomore year followed. I focused on preparing for the exam and put Luo Weiwei aside for the time being. Luo Weiwei is very clever and her grades have always been beautiful. At this moment, I don't want to lose her again.

I was thinking of that man who didn't regret hitting the south wall several times.

Not long after my junior year started, I was walking on campus, but Yu Guang accidentally caught a glimpse of a familiar figure on the road ahead. Before my brain realized it, I was standing in front of those two people.

That's Luo Weiwei, with a boy I've never met. My eyes have swept up and down quickly and looked at him all over. He is a little shorter than me, and in my opinion, he is at most equal to me. But in any case, I don't want to, and I can't help but admit that he is really outstanding in temperament and stands there with a firm and natural attitude.

Luo Weiwei took the boy's arm and smiled, as close as a couple.

Although my mind has been surging, I still restrained my emotions by good cultivation since I was a child, waiting for Luo Weiwei's explanation. She saw me smile more happily and pointed at me: "Meng Yan Hui, my classmate." He waved to the person next to him. "Promise me that my brother who used to live upstairs will come and see me." Promised to extend his hand in a friendly way, gave me a meaningful look and smiled: "boyfriend?"

Usually Luo Weiwei will deny this with a straight face, and for the first time in my life, I saw a little panic in her eyes. She waved her hand desperately to deny: "How? No, no, just good friends. "

I suddenly have a bad feeling.

Worst of all, my hunches are always accurate.

I heard a general idea from their intermittent conversation and introduction. I promised Luo Weiwei to be three years old, live together and grow up together. I graduated from college last year and went to the United States for graduate study. This time I stopped by Beijing to see Luo Weiwei, and then flew from Beijing to the United States.

The three of us walked around the campus together and had a meal in the restaurant. It is a very pleasant thing to have an appointment to chat. He seems to know everything and the whole world can talk nonsense. Compared with me and Luo Weiwei, he is very congenial to me.

He promised to say a lot along the way. He said that the sweet clover bloomed in early September, and it was very fragrant. When passing by the playground, he said that he would miss the previous school sports meeting. He said that September always reminds people of the famous song "Green Day", and he also said that Gongwangfu in Beijing is very interesting. ...

He said a lot, but I hope I forgot.

I promised to leave school when I left. I looked at him and asked me a long-simmering question: "Were you a high jumper before?" He looked at me in surprise and said, "Your boy has a good eye."

Sure enough.

The promise then patted me on the shoulder: "Luo Weiwei is a good girl, you have to refuel."

Please, what? My hunch has played its usual good level, and my speculation is so completely consistent with the facts.

Completely, completely.

Luo Weiwei is an indestructible castle, just because the owner's name and promise have been written on it.

i do not want to give up.

But really lost to a girl's secret love for many years.

The name "promise" is deeply rooted in the blood of her life

How can we win?

Girl, whose castle are you?

Rovido is cruel. She only looked at one person, walked forward step by step and developed into an iron wall, leaving no opportunities for others.

I can't bear to see her insist on it alone.

Actually, it's no different. She never liked me, and I never hated her. I am stubborn and willing to accompany her.

After all, I hit the south wall and never looked back.

In my junior year, I began to memorize words desperately, do problems in the library, take TOEFL and GRE exams, write applications and engage in magnetism with professors, and devote myself to studying in the United States. Of course I know why she did it. I didn't say anything, but I accompanied her to the library for self-study When you are free, accompany her to the cinema and look for delicious food in the streets of Beijing. She still smiles beautifully, and we still talk to each other, which is very harmonious, as if nothing has changed. Time flies like running water, and the brush flows away.

Luo Weiwei got the offer from Berkeley in her senior year, and she was so happy. Before her, I was identified as a candidate for insurance research. Last semester was extremely relaxing. We all have our own homes, go our own way and go our separate ways.

After graduation, finally, I asked Luo Weiwei under the huge osmanthus tree at school: "You like commitment, don't you?"

The proud girl blushed for the first time and looked at me and said, "I knew someone as smart as you must have guessed." Then she looked at me seriously and said, "Mon Yan Hui, thank you for liking me."

She stood on tiptoe and gave me a hug.

At that moment, I seemed to smell the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus, and the fragrance was biting. Although it is early summer, only the lush leaves on the osmanthus trees rustle with the breeze.

I was invited to sing a song at the graduation party of senior three, and I couldn't get away from it, and I didn't intend to.

On the day of the performance, the lights on the stage quietly hit the guitar, and it was dark and fuzzy below, and it was impossible to tell who was who. I looked at a point at random, and the natural simulated portrait in my mind was as clear as at first sight.

There she was, tiptoeing, smelling the flowers and smiling.

I said, "I played a song I wrote today and wanted to give it to someone." Last song in college, I plucked the strings.

……

Girl, whose castle are you?

The sun was just right that day.

The sweet clover bloomed at the corner.

Girl, whose castle are you?

When will you know?

I want to take you with me.

Until finally, the world stopped.

Even if I didn't meet another you.

But I'm willing to give up

……

I saw Luo Weiwei, who was pushed up by Dadong and others to offer flowers, looking around hesitantly. For the first time, I was at a loss, holding a huge bunch of flowers in my hand. She blushed slightly, and the tears on her cheeks were clear. There is light in my eyes.

I was embarrassed to see her and said with a smile, "Luo Weiwei, you still look better when you smile."

She bowed her head and wiped a handful of tears and pushed the bouquet past.

I stood up and hugged her.

Through the bouquet and guitar. Just like the first time.

I said in her ear, "Weiwei Luo, I liked you, and I have no regrets."