At age 17, class return an art student.
Opening day, the teacher led him to report, he was very reluctant to hang eyes stands on the platform, the words as if every gemale introduce myself: my name is banker agree. I saw art born of long eyelash graceful curves, as proud heart have a bottle of soda pop opened cover, continuously stirred fine enthusiastically bubbles. Boy: how can have such a doll eyelash? Is really of no reason.
Art born, tall and big, love to wear baggy white ball unlined upper garment, sitting in a classroom in the last row of the corner, quietly. He need not have math, because the university entrance exam body, indeed all subjects he seldom coming up, basic belong to graze type reading. Whenever he hangs some nose long eyelash, long legs swept through my desk, can asperse way hua hua hua of sound. 1, 2, 3, I often such visions number, number to 6, hua voice stops, then tables and chairs out loud noises - art born arrived at the seat.
Have art born by the presence of class, my back abnormal tension and sensitive. I always cannot help pretend as if nothing has occurredly twist a swift d.a glimpse of a, but not always can successfully detected his dynamic. The flight is really far-flung, hurdles.
Once the break me help English teacher distributed papers, saw his test paper, scores in a great mess, banker.some three words fall writes abnormal natural elegance. He is not at his desk, where I slowly dawdle, there-s only printed with transformers red ironhide pencilbox, lift it unexpectedly has a familiar ring, cannotted help but see hua hua open a whole box of pared: the drawing pencil! I somehow got excited, as if know an unknown great secret.
Yes, I like art, and a little not born to conceal, even in strongly of 17 years old.
I go to art supplies shop to buy half a dozen import drawing pencils, on bag side pockets, everyday fantasizing somewhere and art born meet by chance, then take out your pencils gave him, merry decent ground to say: "I is aired banker LiXiEn. Can you come to the class everyday?"
This plan I fancy that too many times, but haven't enough time to implement, art born banker.some suddenly disappeared. Nobody knew what was he doing. I was once very disappointed, even fantasize does he feel I like him, so intentionally hide't see me. On duty when I wiped his desk and chair, that zhang stool is dragged out the old school warehouse, minor action noise is striving baah-ing noise. I cast my own stool silently change gave him, and a little frantically tried to buy a small bucket blue acrylic paint help him to old mottled desks repainted. I never think like this a good person, just good for him, even all forgot CARES about response.
Banker.some appear again, my schoolbag zipper has put the pencil orange penholder ceng off a shallow paint line.
Mess break, I put off paint pencil handed banker agree. I like that fear him again unpredictable disappeared, half a dozen pencil became a settling gift, worn jointly heated slightly acidic girl intention, hasty and tomuch pooled their money to send out. Preview countless times dialogue to speak a word out, I hold a pencil hand quietly suspended in midair, heart with no sense whirly sad, very dramatically red eyes.
This should calculate is not the expression?
Banker.some took the pencil, like his consistent that quietly.
The next class, I found my stool was back in a, table stomach stood a painted with brief pen smiling faces of sunkist orange.
Banker.some came to class time we would school went together in a period of, choose a distant road and walk slowly. Sometimes I say much, just seems to be just to fill banker.some to spare down time. Sometimes I also very silent, ashamed to reflect the day before their chattered.
Banker.some say: "LiXiEn, you the man lived a vitality!
"Yes, I love life! But declarer.some, how do you always hangs eyes listless?"
White dress young answer there: "I'm not interested in this world! There's nothing I care about."
I am upset for this sentence secretly feeling sorry for a moment, and no medicine self-healing. It was a period of muddleheaded day, I like the banker aired and unreasonable, disorganized, and there is no hope. Banker.some like me? I don't know. Those who set of phnom penh faint dusk, we just wander aimlessly together, all playing pebble.
The university entrance exam is over, I be the north a normal university admission. Banker.some art courses through, but because of literacy class too bad to participation reciter.
I bought from the school of urban design novel of drawing pencils waiting at the school gate banker aired his doll of eyelash pleased to lift up a personal glory greatly in the sunset laughs micro red in the face. Banker.some took the pencil, grabbed my hand, his hand wide cool and refreshing, fingers clean. The boy call a side passing whistle, I walk all some erratic heart surged up innumerable, happy bubbles.
But before long, classes of banker.some emotional repeatedly badly, the phone began to say something very extreme discouraged voice. Lessons does not fill up, have no future, no tomorrow, whether he still our.
I try to allow for his, can still be these things secretly scratches, time is long, again how strong healing abilities was also new Chen superimposed small wound exhausted. Then off the phone, I admit I'm tired, but haven't despair.
I need to see banker agree.
In order to accumulate the travel expense, I do two part-time job, also start and finish high school subjects note to banker agree. For the life of the first love of, I spelt done my best.
But declarer.some again suddenly disappeared. Telephone that empty beeps, let us connection between appear so fragile, extensive written make my middle finger plays a pain thin cocoons. I looked at the table to DongPaoXiDian scouring of strange pencils, first see clear oneself from the beginning to the end of wishful thinking, and also the first understand for love, I can't do regardless of the response of pay.
Finally found him, he is very angry. In school, with person fight was stopped 3 weeks, his father locked him up in the room forbid to pick up the phone, his mood worse to the fullest. All these he speak confidently, like all can blame others. My telephone this end finally rang up: "banker.some why you want to fight? Don't you promise me study hard? You care about me? We do not tomorrow. We haven't got anything!"
Yes, I just like a boy, I don't know the universe thinks his own love can be great unselfish enough to melt everything. Love on the back of so many unexpected thorns, and my heart to hounest conviction.
This world are the people who met any difficulties are pushed him to time, I also learned. Time is the most is invincible, love the futhure, former later generations, and how the deep-rooted in time before all just look back the delicate survive. Besides I first little love?
Graduation, I tall a centimeter, still find a good job.
Departments in male colleague move make dinner and on wall filled with him at all stages of the pictures, so irrelevant moments, I suddenly saw a banker agree. In 1997, banker.some standing in junior high school graduation young, laugh too sunny. My heart beats flashy, but as if nothing has occurredly ask: "this person now where? Once the dormitories girl with him well."
I need to see banker agree.
In order to accumulate the travel expense, I do two part-time job, also start and finish high school subjects note to banker agree. For the life of the first love of, I spelt done my best.
But declarer.some again suddenly disappeared. Telephone that empty beeps, let us connection between appear so fragile, extensive written make my middle finger plays a pain thin cocoons. I looked at the table to DongPaoXiDian scouring of strange pencils, first see clear oneself from the beginning to the end of wishful thinking, and also the first understand for love, I can't do regardless of the response of pay.
Finally found him, he is very angry. In school, with person fight was stopped 3 weeks, his father locked him up in the room forbid to pick up the phone, his mood worse to the fullest. All these he speak confidently, like all can blame others. My telephone this end finally rang up: "banker.some why you want to fight? Don't you promise me study hard? You care about me? We do not tomorrow. We haven't got anything!"
Yes, I just like a boy, I don't know the universe thinks his own love can be great unselfish enough to melt everything. Love on the back of so many unexpected thorns, and my heart to hounest conviction.
This world are the people who met any difficulties are pushed him to time, I also learned. Time is the most is invincible, love the futhure, former later generations, and how the deep-rooted in time before all just look back the delicate survive. Besides I first little love?
Graduation, I tall a centimeter, still find a good job.
Departments in male colleague move make dinner and on wall filled with him at all stages of the pictures, so irrelevant moments, I suddenly saw a banker agree. In 1997, banker.some standing in junior high school graduation young, laugh too sunny. My heart beats flashy, but as if nothing has occurredly ask: "this person now where? Once the dormitories girl with him well."
Colleague: "banker JiuYi launches.some! We two before his neighbor. This man is very unlucky, originally quite lively boy, his parents divorced after a changed man. Turn left when er4, I heard that there made a girlfriend, with me as a secret similar won't say, later because the girl had a fight, result girl also dumped him. He took an examination of 3 times the university entrance exam, then went to college. This man has been sensitive and pride, feel oneself exam not good schools, don't deserve that girl. Now home moved, completely gone news."
"For that girl fight?"
"Yes, someone says his girlfriend active after him, active delivered to home of affirmation isn't what good girl, he rushed up to put people dozen and still refuse to review. I was unto him, and he said this world he CARES not many people, who could hurt his care..."
I rushed out to take a taxi, ran tears rolling down side.
I want to go where? Banker.some, I want to find your where? At 17, for love I really don't know. My enthusiasm and nervously obdurate in his "fearless" selfless attitude, but never really to understand you, how do you think, what you experience it, you take what kind of heart to care about me.
In those years evening time excessive colour, we went to wander aimlessly kicking pebble, not to properly express what, don't know look back on the past, also don't know how to face the future. Our relative laugh, hold hand think that he finished all the forever.
