"What are you crying for? What are you crying for? Why are you all so useless?" A rather boyish and shrewish girl turned her head and her eyes turned red.
On the day before Senior Qin's departure, even if he was with everyone else, he could still express his feelings without a care for others' mockery.
I don't want to be accepted, I don't want to exist in my heart. I just want my heart to find a quiet harbor.
He was worthy of his secret or open love, and it could also be considered as giving himself an explanation. Involuntarily, the hall was filled with sobs, which stunned the seniors who were about to graduate.
Qin Guan was indeed the most handsome man in the school. Even his graduation was earth-shattering.
Qin Guan was not the only one who was shocked. Huang Jiajia looked at the girls in disbelief.
Qin Guan was the first one to gather Qin Guan's fan club. Why are they all confessing their feelings?
No! Qin Guan is mine! Even if Cong Nianwei was Qin Guan's girlfriend, Huang Jiajia would always be Qin Guan's substitute. You guys were just there to annoy Qin Guan. Who told you to have your own way of doing things?
Just as Huang Jiajia was about to explode in anger, Mou Xiaoliu, who was watching the crying girls, suddenly turned her head.
"Senior Qin, can I hug you?"
What? Mou Xiaoliu? Aren't you the best combination of a fox and a bear? How could you be so cunning?
"Okay." Qin Guan was stunned. Before he could get ready, Mou hugged him from head to toe.
It would be an exaggeration to say that she was full. After all, she was the shortest among all the people Qin Guan knew. Her hairy head only reached Qin Guan's chest.
Oh, no! I forgot about Mou's kung fu! Before he could catch his breath, Mou had strangled him with all her strength.
"Light … cough cough … my waist is broken …"
He felt like he had been crushed by Hercules in a kickboxing competition. He couldn't even speak properly.
"Senior Qin, I've confirmed my feelings from before. I like you!"
"But I'm sure of my feelings now. I still like you, but I'll look forward and try my best to live a happy life. So, Senior Qin, you have to work hard! You must live happily! "
"My favorite Senior Qin, you must be happy!"
Mou Xiaoliu raised her head from her bosom and smiled brightly like a newborn baby. She was so warm that she felt like she was going to melt.
She let go of the embrace that hadn't been satisfied yet, but waved her fist in the air. Good luck! Qin Guan, you can leave now. All the girls here are in your heart!
"Mou Xiaoliu …"
Even you are like this? Huang Jiajia looked at Qin Guan in a daze. Two years had passed, but the man, who was still in high spirits, couldn't go on.
He opened his arms to her quietly. "I'm leaving. Do you want a hug?"
Like the governess who, years ago, had stretched out her hand and given her a hand;
Like the fighter who had stood in front of her when she had caused trouble;
Like the nice guy who hadn't roared at her when she had caused trouble for him;
Like the brother who had smiled guiltily at her when she had made things difficult for him;
"Thank you!"
Huang Jiajia suddenly smiled, a smile as beautiful as a rose. "Goodbye!"
Qin Guan opened his arms and looked at the empty space in his arms. Her skirt was flying in the wind. She was the proud Huang Jiajia after all. The knot in her heart had been solved with Qin Guan's departure.
"You have to be happy too..."
Before he could finish his words, he felt some small hands on his body, which had no intention of kissing him.
It was a pity that Huang Jiajia didn't hug him. Everyone had come over to enjoy the good fortune.
"Senior Qin, can you please give me the second button on your chest …"
You must have read too many Japanese comics. Alas! Why did you grab it with your hands?
Chaotic smiles floated in the sky above the campus. To the students who did nothing to save me, I wish you all the best. May our friendship last forever.
The rumbling carriages carried away the homecoming feelings of the tourists, as well as the sadness of parting. Mu Lejiang and Ayimina, who were carrying big and small bags, were ready to return home after receiving their diplomas.
The down-to-earth Mu Lejiang had answered the call of the country to build the Northwest, so he had applied for the Northwest Branch of the Bank of China to contribute to the construction of his hometown.
It was rare to see such an outstanding student in finance, so Mu Lejiang had been assigned to the branch of the provincial capital of his hometown. He had a bright future ahead of him.
Everyone in the dormitory came to bid farewell to their best friend who had left them the earliest. They remembered the parting wine on the eve of graduation.
There were no luxurious hotels, no exquisite restaurants, just a shed behind the school that they frequented the most. The food there was still the same as when they first met. It was especially affordable.
The eight yuan meat dish had now risen to ten yuan. It wasn't much. The six of them could drink until dawn with the usual three dishes — edamame, peanut, and cucumber.
In a small shop during graduation season, birthdays were the most popular. Familiar faces were everywhere in the small shop where they couldn't get involved.
"Hey, Lao Xu! Why are you here? Boss, I'd like to buy a few more pairs of chopsticks.
They talked about the first time they had entered the dormitory, how they had taken off their pants and farted together. They talked about the girls they had chased and the farce they had caused over a bowl of instant noodles.
My brother who slept above me, please be careful when you go your separate ways. Let me see you off one more time. I will wait for you for many years to see your faint smile.
...
The boys in the dormitory did not shed tears easily. The train and Mu Lejiang's face disappeared from the platform. Qin Guan was still wondering why Liu Xiaoyang, who had been calm the whole time, had not reacted at all.
Mu Lejiang had taken care of him like an older brother, but he was so calm that it was scary.
"Ah! Brother Mu!"
The railway staff on the platform who had just taken back the flag was almost scared out of his wits by Liu Xiaoyang's roar. What was this young man chasing on the platform where they couldn't even see the rear of the train?
Liu Xiaoyang, in his red clothes, ran with snot all over his face, as if he had just realized what parting was.
This time, they would not meet again after the holidays. This time, he would not be by his side when he was in trouble.
It would not be forever, but it would be an untraceable distance.
The crazy little red dot quickly ran back. "Let's go! They're really gone! It won't be six anymore, it won't be just … "
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