C10 Two Acacia

Night came amidst the hardships of the people. Returning back to their living quarters, Mu Xinyi held the new Nokia man phone that she had bought with Chen Hewen and the others. She had bought the same phone with Chen Hewen and the others, planning to give it to the person they loved.

Lying on the bed, with eyes fixed on the packing case, at this moment, a pure white figure appeared in Mu Xinyi's mind. That frown, that smile, that look, all of them caused Mu Xinyi to fall into deep thought.

"He's been gone for a month. When will he be back? How is he doing out there? Will he forget me and like other girls? "

A little worried, a little worried, Mu Xinyi silently thought in his heart.

The first time they met two years ago, the gentle, elegant and handsome Zhang Song had almost hook Mu Xinyi's soul away. From then on, he could not even think about eating, and was deeply rooted in love.

Night slowly slipped away as time flowed by.

Unknowingly, Mu Xinyi had fallen asleep. In her hands, she was still holding the gift that she planned to give to her lover.

"Sighing at the infatuation of youth, parting for love. Laughing at the world, who knows when I will be lonely." In his dream, Mu Xinyi ran around everywhere. Was she looking for her lover?

That night, Mu Xinyi slept soundly and temporarily forgot everything from before. In his heart, he held a strand of hope that one day, he would be able to achieve what he wanted.

The young girl's heart was always filled with yearning. Her dreams were always filled with beauty.

In the morning, Mu Xinyi woke up to the sound of birds chirping and started her day of work — — going to school to study.

In the distance, a handsome young man was currently in a dark slum. He looked at the picture of the face of a deity in his hands. Tears welled up in his eyes, and his heart ached.

When it came to feelings, he didn't really understand them. He didn't even know what love really meant, but he missed people in the distance day and night.

He did not care whether that love, that care, was love or not. He only hoped to see the angel in his heart again one day. Even if he did not speak, he would feel gratified with just a few glances from afar.

First love hazy, pure love, simple and pure, not necessarily results, but never forget.

He had lost his father when he was young, and his life had been shaky. He had almost lost the meaning to live, and it was they and she who had allowed him to see the meaning to life.

At that moment, his expression became sluggish as he entered a state of infatuation. He softly murmured the name of the person in the photo.

This scene lasted for a long time until the morning sunlight shone through the leaves on his face. Only then did a blinding light wake him up from his infatuation.

I like a flatter love, quietly lead two people's lives, but I was destined to meet a fierce, every time set off a bloody wind.

The young man's heart was always filled with yearning. The young man's dreams would always be filled with too many beautiful things.

Although the seventeen year old Zhang Song had experienced hardships, his purest dream in the depths of his heart remained the same from start to finish.

That night, Zhang Song did not sleep. He temporarily forgot everything from the past, and in his heart, held a strand of hope, hoping that there would be a day when he could be proud and lift his eyebrows.

In the morning, he woke up under the gentle sunlight. He washed up and left the simple, ordinary, and simple bungalow to begin his work for the day.

The world is thin, the favor is evil, the rain sends the evening flowers to fall easily. Xiao Feng dry, tear marks, want to write the mind, monologue do not rely on the column. Difficult! Difficult! Difficult! People are different, today is not the same, the soul of the disease is often like the swing rope. The horn is cold, the night is dim, afraid of people to ask, tears forced joy. Hide! Hide! Hide!

Time slipped by as both of them thought about it. In the blink of an eye, the school's classes had come to an end. Today, the teacher announced the correct time for the semester's final exam, which meant that after the exam, the students would have to go home on vacation, waiting for the Spring Festival to arrive.

Fearing that they would fail the exam and not get a high score, the students were nervous and apprehensive. Since the exam had already cast an indelible shadow over them since they were young, it showed that the education system in China was still lacking and incomplete; however, when they thought that the new year would soon come and they could still go for a stroll with their friends and friends after being temporarily released from school, their worries about the exam vanished and were replaced by optimism.

The whole family was happy and sad. Although the majority of students had this kind of mentality, this was nothing much. After all, this was the mentality of most modern students. Everyone was extremely excited as they waited for the arrival of the new year. However, there was one person who was depressed all day and seemed to have a heavy heart. Zhang Fei saw this and felt pain in his heart. He also felt extremely helpless towards Mu Xinyi and Zhang Song.

Mu Xinyi, a rare girl who possessed both beauty and talent, had completely handed over her love for him to that proud and aloof Zhang Song who hid everything within his heart.

The current Mu Xinyi was sitting in his seat, his eyes unwaveringly staring at the scenery not far away outside the window. His thoughts passed through the separation of time, and floated towards the faraway place where he existed.

To live and die with one another, let it be so." In the hands of a zealot, they would live with each other until the end of time. I don't believe in you. Where are you, Song? Why have you never contacted me? Do you know how much I miss you? How are you doing over there? Would they think of me like I think of you? " Waves of sighs sounded out, unable to conceal the feeling of yearning within his heart.

No one noticed the thoughts that Mu Xinyi had of Zhang Song, but seeing Mu Xinyi like that, he must be thinking about him again, yet he couldn't do anything. Other than consoling them, what else could do? When he thought about Zhang Song and Mu Xinyi, Zhang Fei sighed softly and turned away, no longer looking at Mu Xinyi.

As the students waited, time passed. In the blink of an eye, more than a week had gone by. After a week or so, Zhang Fei, Zhang Jun, Zhang Jun, Zhang Han, Zhou Xinmin and the others were still eating and playing as usual, playing around, and did not have the awareness to take the examination soon. Under the teasing and teasing of the crowd, Ye Xuan, in the end, still walked together with Su Xiang, and in this period of time, Su Xiang, other than going to class, pestered Ye Xuan's side every day, was warm and gentle, both of them were very sweet and sweet. Everyone was happy, but Mu Xinyi, on the other hand, was an exception.

During this period, Zhang Song did not have a good life. While he was away for a while, Zhang Song changed jobs and worked as a cleaner, a waiter, and a painter. He sold newspapers and cleaned windows for other people; he was fired because he was too young. After that, he worked as a temporary worker, followed the workers to the construction site as a laborer, and also worked as a home tutor. It could be said that in this period of time, Zhang Song had actually lived a very difficult life. It could be said that in this period of time, Zhang Song had actually lived a very difficult life. However, this was a lesson that Zhang Song had to learn, and he had to learn it as well. Perhaps it was already predestined that his path of refining his heart would go through many twists and turns, and wouldn't go too smoothly. When this happened, Zhang Song could only gladly accept it. "With a sigh, Zhang Song closed his eyes and carefully thought back to his past month. He felt that his life was very strange, always going up and down, never having a single moment of peace.

A seventeen year old Zhang Song, he had never raised his eyebrows or felt proud in his entire life.

The cruel reality allowed Zhang Song, who should have been happy, to experience the bitterness and bitterness that ordinary people could not understand.

After changing so many jobs, Zhang Song recently found a computer apprentice job. This was a private enterprise. Before Zhang Song went to work, there was already an apprentice in the shop. Including Zhang Song and the owner, there was a total of three people in the shop. He treated Zhang Song and the other apprentice as if they were his own brothers and would help him solve any difficulties he had. Thus, Zhang Song started working at this computer maintenance company, learning about maintenance during the day and tutoring at night.

Just like that, a normal, ordinary and boring life began once again. However, in this strange society, what would Zhang Song's road to being someone's heart be like? How did he look forward to the future? Could the fast pace of life in a large city completely change Zhang Song's frozen heart?

"December 24th, clear weather. It just so happened that it was Christmas Eve today. After class, my friends all went to see a movie with their beloved boy, and when I saw them holding each other's hands as they happily walked away, at that moment, my tears unconsciously welled up in my eyes. Looking at their blissful smiles, I thought of Zhang Song, and the little bits and pieces I had spent with him, and the scenes where we went to film together, and the stars where we sat on the ground watching the night, and the scenes where he had his back facing me, and I thought of him kicking, and of kissing for the first time, and of us sleeping together … Thinking of this, bean-sized tears drop by drop from my eyes, tears wet my clothes, but I do not have the slightest intention of stopping. Although Zhang Song had temporarily left me, feeling extremely anxious and disappointed in his heart, I would still be very happy whenever I think about the little things that had happened with him in the past. Tomorrow is Christmas, and I wish he could spend it with me. Maybe I shouldn't be so selfish, he has his job, and I don't want to be, and I can't be, a stumbling block in his path. He didn't know how to spend Christmas Eve in the distance. What about Christmas tomorrow? According to his personality, he should be spending his days at work. Perhaps, even he might not be able to remember this Christmas Eve. Every time I imagined Zhang Song working hard, my heart hurt. I really couldn't bear to part with him. I really want to, I really want to. Are you thinking about me too? Song, why didn't you call me after leaving for a month? How are you doing over there? Are you thin? Song, you have to take good care of yourself outside. I miss you so much … Tears welled up in her eyes again. "Alright, let's stop talking about this. I miss your Xin Yi." Mu Xinyi sat in front of the desk and wrote down today's diary with tears all over his face.

In the dead of night, Mu Xinyi gradually fell asleep. In the silence, all the thoughts flowing through his mind became memories, and with the flow of time, he gradually disappeared into the distance.

If, let the night stop singing, only left a faint silhouette, whether my melancholy, with the night will be quiet and quiet; if, let memories stop spreading, only left a light warmth, whether my memory, will stop with the end of memory.