When establishing a relationship with someone, say: "Only you are different from others."
This way, you can say, "I thought you were different from everyone else" when disconnecting from someone.
Extraordinary is a trap with temptation.People are inevitably pretentious, the more naive the easier it is to be deceived.That's why being exposed hurts the most.
Hearing her words, Wen Jing's surprised, distorted, and annoyed expression was so ordinary, it could be seen everywhere.
He said the lines as if he was acting in a TV series: "Didn't you say that I was shining?"
"Do you believe it?" Mouli was confused, "Stars can't shine, and people are not light bulbs, how can they shine?"
She didn't know what to say, she was very cold after waiting outside for so long.She is not prone to colds, but she doesn't like blowing hair either.
Mouli smiled: "Then I'm leaving."
The biggest benefit of university is freedom. The courses are busy, and people are also free. Everyone does not have to talk.Mouli doesn't have the consciousness of her ex or her ex-ex, she doesn't think there's anything wrong with being in a relationship, and she's never embarrassed.
At dawn, Mouli got up and washed her face with cold water.I studied very late the day before and was still sleepy, so simply covered face with a towel as washed and washed.Breathing became gradually difficult, and didn't know which was more water or air inhaled.She just waited dully, expecting the auditory hallucination to appear, imagining someone counting the seconds by her ear.
Even if it is boring, as long as time can pass, life must go on.In winter, everyone on the street wears a lot of clothes and walks cumbersomely.
When Mo Wuli arrived at the school, the students living in the school had already started their day one after another.And she joined in.
Mo Wuli is the monitor of the class, and even if she doesn't have the heart, she will be valued unconsciously.A professor of a professional course who started classes this semester came to her door and asked her if she would like to help translate the materials.Mo Wuli didn't want to be tired, she was tired enough to study, but because of the atmosphere, she didn't refuse to come.
There are a lot of professional vocabulary in the paper, even if you just follow it, it is still a headache.Mouli goes to the library to borrow a dictionary and encounters two unlucky things.
First, the dictionary was borrowed.The professional vocabulary is very complete, and it is very old, and there is only one book.
Second, Wen Jing is here again.
Wen Jing came over and said, "Let's talk."
After the breakup, Wen Jing called several times and also sent messages.Mouli was even thinking, whether it would be more efficient to find a place with surveillance and let him slap him, make a fuss in the police station, insist on not reconciling, and finally hold him in custody, tearing his face apart completely.
Mouli said: "You came out of the laboratory? Put it away." She saw that he was wearing a white coat.
"Hmm..." Wen Jing didn't want the topic to be diverted, "No, I'm here to tell you that I haven't agreed yet, so we're going to separate like this—"
Mouli said: "All new classes must elect class representatives. Do you plan to run for election? The chemistry teacher has changed, and the department has been postponed this week. The first class may be held with other classes, and it should be in the multi-functional report room.".”
"Did you listen to me?!"
"I will send the notice to the group." Mouli said.
The chicken and the duck talked a lot, they had already arrived at the cafeteria, and Mouli walked in directly.Wen Jing also followed closely behind, but was directly stopped by the canteen aunt at the door: "Hey! What kind of professional are you? Don't you know that white coats can't be worn into the canteen? Your teacher didn't teach it? Tell me your name!"
Auntie's righteous and stern preaching voice came from behind, and Mo Wuli left without looking back.
The auntie in the cafeteria was comparable to Livakovic in blocking people. Wen Jing couldn't break through, so she lost her face and shouted loudly: "Mouli!"
There are students all around, those in and out of the courtyard, those you know and those you don't know.Talking about private matters on such occasions is tantamount to social suicide.Mouli turned her head, but was a little speechless.
Before Wen Jing could make a sound, Pan Duoran suddenly appeared, with great strength, and bumped him into a stagger.She didn't use her hands, but only relied on her torso. Even on the football field, it could only be considered a reasonable collision.
Pan Duoran smiled and said, "Mouli! Let's have dinner together!"
Without saying a word, she took Mo Wuli and left, leaving Wen Jing at the door.
The two girls sat down with dinner plates.Pan Duoran said: "I heard that you finally got rid of him! Congratulations, the next one will be better! You should have found an excellent one."
Mouli asked: "Excellent?"
"superior!"
"Is Tian Yi excellent?"
Pan Duoran was full of confidence: "Of course."
Mo Wuli asked again: "Which teacher is better, Tian Yi or Wang Jiangtao?" Wang Jiangtao is the English teacher of New Oriental.
"Tian Yi is still a student, so it must be Mr. Wang Jiangtao who is excellent."
"Na Tianyi and Teacher Wang Jiangtao, choose one to be your boyfriend, who do you choose?"
"..."
Mo Wuli had no expression, she looked at Pan Duoran with a short-circuited expression, and then she laughed.
Felt like watching a video of a raccoon washing marshmallows.
Pan Duoran said: "Don't play tricks on me!"
After they finished eating, the food on Mouli's plate was basically untouched.Pan Duoran's eyes widened: "You only ate a few grains of rice, right?"
"I don't have much appetite."
"Is it too sad to lose love?"
Pan Duoran is a warm-hearted person, maybe a little too enthusiastic.The day's class was over, and she took Mouli to study together under the pretext of taking notes.Before the end of the term, many learning places in the school will be closed at night.In the evening, when they stepped out of the gate, Pan Duoran decided to take Mo Wuli to relieve boredom, referring to his hobbies.
From getting in the taxi, on the road, getting off the taxi, entering the venue, during the whole process, Pan Duoran kept talking.
They left their coats at the door, took off their lemon yellow coats, and the clothes inside Pan Duoran were still colorful.Colored T-shirts like laser cloth, striped trousers, not trendy, but cute.Her smile also shines like a rainbow.
Pan Duoran said: "The boss here is a friend of a friend, not too many people come to play, but it is also very lively."
Mouli, in a baggy black blouse, walked beside her, looking around without saying a word.
It was dark inside, but noisy.The lamp is like a faintly burning will-o'-the-wisp, not bright enough.They occupy a high table.
Mouli was spinning the cocktail glass, but Pan Duoran noticed something else.She didn't speak, Mouli looked up and looked in the same direction naturally.
There is presumably an overlap in "Friends of Friends".
Indoors, Yi Siwei was still wearing a hat, which slightly blocked his eyes.
He was laughing, and suddenly, a slender girl in a sleeveless shirt jumped on top of him, with her arms around his neck and her legs wrapped around his waist.Music and colored lights writhed manically.He spun around with a smile, let go, and the girl jumped down.Immediately afterwards, another girl in the back row rushed up, this time in a plaid shirt with short hair, her movements were similar to the previous one.
In the nightclub, people around were booing, Yi Siwei turned around as usual, smiled frankly, put his hand slightly behind her back, let go of this person, and caught another.This time, he didn't jump steadily, and the princess hugged him around in a circle.In the end, the boy was hugged by the princess.
Mouli said: "...Is this queuing for territory-xi-pan?"
That's a sedative.
"Oh, say hello." Pan Duoran took no offense at all, and smoked an electronic cigarette with a smile, "They like Yi Siwei and want to date him, but they can't. So that's it."
"What's the meaning?"
"That's what it means." During the disco dance, Pan Duoran was in high spirits and laughed for no reason.She also swayed to the music, her chest heaving and her smile overflowing.
"..."
Because it is a store with many regular customers, Mouli looked around and found that there were not a few people who were paying attention to Yi Siwei's side.
She looked away, someone came to strike up a conversation, and was forced to go back the same way by Mouli's inadvertent eye knife.
The French fries were brought up, and Pan Duoran sucked them and the wine into his mouth.Mouli held the e-cigarette for her, took a sip, and the smoke filled the air.
Pan Duoran still had an innocent look: "Yi Siwei is really good at motor skills, but he's so b-king."
Mouli muttered to herself: "Dog thing."
"What?" A voice sounded from behind.
Both Mouli and Pan Duoran turned their heads.
Pan Duoran grinned, and handed the electronic cigarette to his mouth.Yi Siwei raised his hand to block it, and asked them, no, to be precise, he asked Mouli: "You call me a 'dog'?"
"Well, yes," Mouli said.
Pan Duoran interrupted and said: "Mo Wuli broke up a few days ago, I brought her over to play."
"I know. Wen Jing lost his temper in the dormitory and even kicked my desk. He is really irritable." Yi Siwei didn't smoke e-cigarettes, but ate French fries, "What does it have to do with me?"
Pan Duoran said: "Hahaha, what did you do today? You didn't respond to messages. Isn't there no class after math?"
"I'm going to go to ideological and moral cultivation."
"That wasn't last semester—" In the middle of speaking, Pan Duoran suddenly remembered, and burst out laughing.
Yi Siwei leaned against the table, turned his head sideways, and stared straight at Mouli.
Mouli let him look at her.
Pan Duoran was sandwiched between the two of them, took a puff of the e-cigarette, pointed the mouthpiece at Mouli as if giving a microphone.Mouli opened it.
She spoke, but not about the course: "Are you wearing colored contact lenses?"
Pan Duoran extended the electronic cigarette to Yi Siwei again.Yi Siwei waved his hand.
"No." He said, "you broke up, you won't target me in the future, will you?"
She said, "Take care of your class."
Mouli hates Yi Siwei.
No matter how impeccable others think he is, how much they flock to him.
She doesn't like the voice, appearance, or personality.
In their majors, there are enough courses in the first semester of freshmen.Seven days a week, there is only one day with plenty of time at noon.However, on that day, Yi Siwei had to rush to the classroom to teach one-on-one with an elderly male teacher who was about to retire.
In the past, everyone had to plan the key points in the exam together, and they could also help with the roll call. Now there is a teacher and a student, and it is clear at a glance whether they will come or not.Not only that, the teacher decided that his attitude was not correct in the first class, and with the idea of eliminating harm for the people, he decided to kill all the shortcuts for him to pass.
It's okay to be criticized by the teacher "what did you do", and the people around him will treat him as a joke.
Yi Siwei was really miserable.
In the middle of the night, as long as he stood in the corridor of the dormitory and sighed towards the window, any classmate passing by would grab him, fearing that he would not think about it and just jumped off.
A few helpful classmates from the next class protected him and sent him back to the dormitory, not even listening to his excuse of "I'm just waiting for the clothes to dry in the water room".
Yi Siwei sat at the table and memorized the book. After reading for a long time, his eyes hurt, so he raised his head and dripped eye drops.
His friend Tang Qile said, "Are you crying?"
"I'm not crying," Yi Siwei said, "I'm casting a curse."
Tang Qile found it super funny: "Curse the monitor?"
"Yeah. Curse her for tripping over a rope while walking the dog."
"Does she have a dog?"
"have no idea."
"Then you should find another way to retaliate—"
Before Tang Qile finished speaking, Wen Jing came in suddenly.Their conversation was cut off immediately.
Yi Siwei said: "Wen Jing, are you okay?"
Wen Jing said: "Ah? Hahaha, it's okay! What can happen? It's okay! You mean to break up? I don't care. Some women are like that, rookies, I don't know how chaotic the outside world is.I did it for her and she didn't listen, and when the time comes, I will be played badly, and I don't know if I can find an honest person to take over. Anyway, it has nothing to do with me."
Yi Siwei smiled: "I mean, you went to the infirmary for your physical education class."
"That!" Wen Jing paused for a moment, then continued to force a smile, "That's fine!"
Tang Qile said: "Don't talk about others like that behind their backs?"
Wen Jing was taken aback for a moment, looked at Tang Qile's expressionless face, then at Yi Siwei, and muttered in a low voice: "You don't know, no one thinks highly of her..."
He went out.
Tang Qile laughed again, and said to Yi Siwei: "Why is he always like that? It's like he's hanging himself."
Yi Siwei didn't answer because he was thinking about something.New ideas popped up.He suddenly said: "The squad leader hates me."
"Um?"
"It's better to hate me than to like me."
"How do you say that? Why?"
Yi Siwei said, "Revenge is easier."
The one-week postponed experimental class came as scheduled. According to the teacher's preference, the regulations and basic knowledge were explained in the multi-functional lecture hall first, and the whole grade participated together.
The notice of election class representatives was released in advance, and everyone was ready with the hands of the class monitor and study committee.
Seeing that Yi Siwei signed up, Mo Wuli didn't think much about it.
When the class is officially started, it is the turn of the election, and the teacher divides the class one by one and asks people to speak up.
Their class is in the middle, and Yi Siwei's order is neither front nor back, it is this kind of impartial timing.He walked up to the stage and brought the PC.When he screened the PPT, it was inevitable that some people in the audience were beating their hearts, either "prepared enough", or "it's just a representative of the election class, don't get involved".
Yi Siwei cleared his throat, his throat was a little dry.Undoubtedly, he is a celebrity in his grade. Looking around, all the people smiling knowingly at the moment are lovers of handsome guys.
In class, I have to look at the screen. Mouli wears glasses and listens to him. Anyway, it’s not much different from other people—introduce yourself, talk about your understanding of the subject, and express your determination, but that’s all.At the end of the speech, everyone applauded, and she lowered her head in boredom.
At this moment, there were some strange noises all around.
Mouli didn't pay attention, and lightly pressed the temple of her glasses.She raised her eyes slightly, and the classmates in front of her were turning their heads to look at her.
what?
Not only the front seat, but the people next to her are also looking at her.Mouli looked up.
Yi Siwei used his computer to cast the screen.At the end of the presentation, he made a very clever "mistake" and "smoothly" turned off the presentation, "accidentally" revealing the desktop wallpaper.
It was a photo taken when Mo Wuli and Pan Duoran went to eat hot pot before the New Year.
In the photo, Mouli looked at the camera with cold eyes and a perfunctory smile on her face.
Under the podium, Mouli looked at the screen, was surprised for a moment, and cursed in a low voice.
The instigator pressed down the computer screen, and the picture disappeared.But everyone who should have seen it has seen it.
"Oh, I'm sorry," Yi Siwei said calmly, "It's someone I like."