this life is waiting

Chapter 63

The summer vacation finally came to an end in the text message notification from the class monitor.Every time this happens, I want to lament how time flies, as if I just went to college yesterday and will graduate tomorrow.

When I was young, every time I went to school, I looked forward to having a holiday, but after the holiday, I looked forward to going to school because I was bored. At that time, I was young and ignorant. I didn’t know why there was such a strange phenomenon. I thought it was a strange feature of my body.Now that I have realized it, I just want to have a happy time with friends around me and play to my heart's content.After all, the friends at that time were all schoolmates, and after returning home, my mother was not allowed to go out.

Fortunately, now that I have grown up, I can be self-sufficient in my life, and my friends have been drawn into my life from school. I am willing to spend my whole life on this kind of summer vacation.

And at the beginning of this new semester, I am very unfortunate to be an old senior who is about to enter the society.

Who would have thought that the title of "Senior Sister" was given to me by my favorite child He Cheng.

She has been obsessed with nicknames for me recently. For example, if I asked her to hold my eyes, she would call me "Zhou myopia." I was too lazy to move, and she would call me "Zhou lazy." I accidentally made a mistake Wrong, she would call me "Zhou Benben." After calling me, she asked me with doubts: "Do you like Zhou Benben, or Zhou Clumsy?"

"So-and-so is an old senior now, Senior Zhou."

ok ok.

I thought that the first parting of the new semester would happen when I was going to practice, and in the dark alone, I sadly made up the scene of our reluctant parting, and added the part of farewell to my heart's content.

But I never expected that our first parting was because of her.

I have heard about the competition in the Department of Physics before, but it is only a hearsay.When He Cheng told me that she was selected, I was a little surprised, like someone told me that the name of that unreachable planet in the sky is Zhou Xiaoyi.

Although I knew that this little girl was a smart top student, I didn't expect that she, a sophomore, would get the only two places in this courtyard.

I can suddenly understand that once a child achieves something nowadays, parents can brag about it for a year. I think that if He Cheng gets this spot, I may have to brag for a lifetime.

Maybe it's because I'm too excited, maybe I know that this competition will take two months of retreat, or maybe it's because I know she's leaving tomorrow, I'm in a very complicated mood right now.

While complicated, he smiled and congratulated her.

So with this complicated mood, I drank a little too much at night.

I originally planned to spend some time with her before we left, but this time I was so sleepy after drinking that I lost consciousness before returning to the dormitory.

When I woke up the next day and looked at the time on my phone, I suddenly felt flustered. After my heart beat three times, I remembered that there was still nearly an hour to say goodbye to He Cheng, so I felt relieved.

After hastily washing up, she went to her dormitory. Before I could say hello, Zhao Jia gave me an interesting look, left the dormitory, and took away a group of idle roommates.

I went over and found a stool to sit on, watched her zip up the suitcase, and asked, "Is everything packed?"

She hummed, walked up to me, touched my forehead, and asked, "Do you have a headache?"

I shook my head.

She smiled: "Do you remember what happened yesterday?"

I swallow.

Her smile is very weird...

So I tried to think about it, and I could only find some small fragments of memories, that is, she half hugged me back to the dormitory, put me on the bed, and seemed to order me to do something, calling "Zhou Xiaoyi, Zhou Xiaoyi".

At that time, I seemed to be still thinking that it was useful to be drunk, at least she spoke softly and didn't ask me: "Do you think Zhou Zuizui or Zhou Jiujiu sounds better?"

I can't think of anything else but these.

But since I drank too much last time and I was always clinging to her, I still grabbed her hand in great fear and asked vacantly, "What's wrong with me?"

She pulled up a stool and sat down, and took out the mirror to prepare for makeup, without looking at me, she said, "I always want to kiss me."

I let out a long sigh: "It's expected." I moved the stool over, got closer to her, and smiled: "Then did you kiss?"

She smiled with crooked eyebrows and eyes: "don't you ask if there are other people around you when you do this?"

I froze.

"what?"

ah? ! ! !

I pulled her sleeve excitedly, almost making her draw her eyebrows crookedly.

She turned her head to look at me under my expectant eyes: "You hugged me on the way back yesterday. Everyone was there at that time. I was a little worried at that time. Fortunately, you were more honest along the way, but later you let me go. After you helped me onto the bed, you put your arms around my neck and insisted that I kiss you."

I:……

I cried and said, "You, just tell me, how many people are watching."

She turned back and continued to draw her eyebrows: "Your dormitory has seen it."

I:……

I suddenly thought of the emoji that Tang Seng and his disciples were watching, probably that's how they watched me.

I buried my head on He Cheng's shoulder, heard her laugh, and asked me, "Do you feel ashamed now?"

I whispered: "Hmm~"

She rubbed my head: "How did you fight for wine yesterday?"

I whispered, "I'm wilting."

I sighed: "I don't drink so much wine anymore." After I finished speaking, I looked up at her: "But you have to leave her for so long, she is a little sad."

She said coldly, "Who is he?"

I pursed my mouth: "It's me~"

OK, take it.

I seem to be able to read three words from He Cheng's eyes - old school sister.

She doesn't spend much time on makeup, she has a good foundation, and she looks good no matter how she looks, not to mention, she looks like she has studied this matter seriously.

As if watching a beauty video, there is no voice change, no fast-forward, and I enjoy the process very much.

When she finished, I supported my head and asked, "When did you learn makeup?"

She answered me: "It's the summer vacation of the third year of high school."

I groaned: "Why do you want to learn this?"

Her tone remained unchanged: "Because of you."

I paused: "Me?"

it's me again.

She glanced at me, then suddenly picked up the eyebrow pencil that had been put away, and pointed at me, signaling to me what she was about to do to me. Xi Murong's flowering tree."

I close my eyes and feel her hand on my chin.

"How to make you meet me, when I was the most beautiful, I thought about it at the time, although I don't know if you have high requirements for beauty, but it is always right to look good in front of you."

I opened my eyes to look at her, looked at her serious look, and closed my eyes again.

We discussed this matter before, but she didn't tell me that there is another layer.

He Cheng, you succeeded, very successfully caught my attention.

She continued: "The summer vacation of the third year of high school is long, and I can learn a lot."

After saying this, she changed her eyebrows.

I didn't answer her, the air suddenly became so quiet, and I realized that I was actually pursing my lips.

I saw a video once, and the makeup artist said during the chat that when girls put on makeup, they always like to purse their lips and play tricks among others. This is what I am now.

Thinking about it I smiled inwardly and relaxed my lips.

And the strange thing is that when he secretly opened his eyes, he found that He Cheng was also in such a state of pursing his lips.

There is no expression, but he looks at me seriously, meticulously.

Hehe, so cute.

Hey, I want to kiss her.

This idea was suppressed by me before I put it into action. There were so many kisses, I obediently closed my eyes again.

Probably because she noticed something was wrong with me, she stopped, looked into my eyes, and asked, "Huh?"

I tilted my head and pouted: "What one?"

She laughed, opened her hands, I moved closer, held her head and imprinted heavily on her lips, then moved back a little, signaling her to continue.

She shook her head and smiled again, and was about to continue holding the pen, but stopped in the air, turned around, pressed my head and hugged me.

I put my chin on her shoulder and heard her whisper in my ear: "What should I do, I've started to miss you before I left."

I dawdled for a few times, and said quietly: "Be careful not to draw on me with the pen."

Sure enough, when He Cheng heard this, he let me go immediately.

Well, Zhou Xiaoyi will be called Zhou Stupid from now on.

This time I was really reluctant to part with her. From the beginning to now, I have never been separated for such a long time. I sent her to the door of the dormitory building, watched her meet with the teacher, and watched her get in the car. I felt infinitely emotional.

Back in the dormitory, Yuyu had already woken up. She gnawed on the bread and glanced at me. She suddenly showed a disgusted expression. I was so scared that I thought there was something wrong with my face. I ran to the mirror immediately, but when I looked around, it was normal. .

I asked, "What happened to my face?"

She still looked disgusted: "Don't tell me, you just put on makeup when you found He Cheng this morning?"

me."

She: "Hehehe, I thought you wanted one or the other."

I rolled my eyes, "Not as hungry as you."

She poohed me, took my hand and looked at my eyebrows carefully, "Yoyo, it's very well done, it must have been done by He Cheng."

I nodded.

She took a few more glances: "The handicapped party expresses envy, how did she transform."

I thought for a while: "Pruned lips."

……

After He Cheng left, time suddenly became boring. I couldn't even remember how I got through the two years of college life when I didn't know her.

It was only late at night, and I was already a little out of my wits.

She probably poisoned me so that I couldn't even sleep well.

I don't know if she thinks about her like I do. We obviously didn't sleep together at school, but I feel uncomfortable thinking that there is no her in the place separated by two walls.

If I want her to hug me, I don't have to do anything, just hug me, her breath will spray on my neck, and she will whisper in my ear.

Say love without repetition.

Long night.

She said, what should I do, before I left, I started to miss you.

But who isn't.

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