Chapter 62 Graduation Ceremony Luo Shu, you really make me angry.
Summer has come in a flash, it is the most passionate and enthusiastic June. The noise is not only from the chirping of cicadas but also from the seniors who are about to leave school.
On the day of the graduation ceremony, most of the campus was filled with black robes and yellow collars and ribbons.
The signature wall with the words "Wishing all graduates a bright future" was densely packed with longings and yearnings for the future. Fang Qingzhuo held a marker that someone had given him in his hand, lifting it up and putting it down again. He was not sure if it was an illusion, but the gears of the timer in his mind were constantly turning and counting down the seconds, and he was invisibly divided into two halves, one half was busy going with the flow, and the other half was deceiving himself by drawing a circle around himself.
"Master Fang, we've been classmates for four years. Could you please take a photo with me?" A classmate who was usually on speaking terms with him joked.
The result was a huge response: "I want one too."
"Oh, I was here first."
My drifting thoughts were brought back by my classmates’ chattering invitations to take photos.
Turning sideways, his blurred vision gradually cleared up. Fang Qingzhuo declined without a second thought: "Sorry, I can't."
"Ah, why not?"
"The first graduation photo must be left to his girlfriend." Zhuang He was like a socialite. He had just escaped from the group of girls not far away, and suddenly showed up with a smile and clung to Fang Qingzhuo to smooth things over.
Instantly, the disappointment of the female classmates was beyond words. Ever since the news of Luo Shu dumping Fang Qingzhuo and Fang Qingzhuo's unilateral request for reconciliation being rejected spread like wildfire, every single man and woman in the school who had the desire but not the courage to do so had been secretly watching the relationship dynamics of the young couple. Just as everyone was certain that there would be no follow-up, Fang Qingzhuo disappeared for a long time. The last time he appeared in the public eye was in the National Teaching Building, where the couple had actually reconciled.
Fang Qingzhuo turned a deaf ear to him, shook off Zhuang He who was clinging to his side, walked to the corner and took out the chat page with Luo Shu. After much thought last night, he decided to try to get Luo Shu to come to his graduation ceremony. As the end of the semester was approaching, he didn't have much hope. Fortunately, Luo Shu agreed immediately after he sent the message, saying that her classes were full, but she would come as soon as the get out of class was over.
It was already past the agreed time, and Fang Qingzhuo was feeling extremely uneasy. He took off his bachelor's cap and threw it to Zhuang He. No, he was not going to just sit there and wait for death. He was going to go find Luo Shu.
I ran through the crowded open-air venue, and as I stepped on the first step, someone fell from the sky.
"I thought you weren't coming."
"Where are you going?"
The two voices overlapped in unison, the former was anxious to the point of crying, while the latter was calm as a still pond.
"I was delayed for a while because of something urgent." Luo Shu explained.
Fang Qingzhuo stared at her straight, thousands of words flowing to his lips but turning into a forced smile.
Even though her heart was as strong as a rock, Luo Shu couldn't stand his pretending to be relaxed. She looked away and asked, "Have you been waiting for a long time?"
"Yeah, I've been waiting for you to take pictures."
"Then let's take a picture with the Polaroid camera." She raised the Polaroid camera in her hand.
They randomly called a passerby for help, and the two of them found a background and stood side by side.
"Seniors, you don't have to be so restrained. You can get closer, like hug each other." The junior student who helped take the photo looked at the eye-catching and perfectly matched handsome man and beautiful woman in the viewfinder but hesitated to press the shutter. She always felt that something was not right, but she couldn't describe it specifically, so she made a sincere suggestion.
"It's okay, just shoot it like this, sorry for the trouble."
Fang Qingzhuo's arm, which was half raised, stiffened and fell down when he heard these words. It's not like they haven't taken photos together before. Luo Shu loves taking photos anytime and anywhere to record the little happiness in life. She almost never puts her camera down. He has no objection to the camera, but he is not too keen on it. However, he admires Luo Shu's determination to take photos. She pesters him to study various couple photo templates on the Internet. Sometimes, when the effect is not satisfactory, she will nestle in his arms and act like a spoiled child, either because the lighting is not enough or the angle is too dead, and beg for cooperation to take another photo. He always takes advantage of this critical moment, but the child is very easy to talk to and will agree to any request. Fang Qingzhuo cannot deny that it is one of the rare happy moments in his life.
To outsiders, it seemed that he and Luo Shu were lovers and had finally reconciled and put aside their past grudges. Only he knew that from that night when he visited the patient, the way they got along had quietly changed, like the barb on the edge of a fingernail. Trying to tear it out only resulted in excruciating screams of pain, while ignoring it only led to a frustrating outcome.
There is really nothing that can be done about the fact that two people who were once so close have now become so estranged.
Fang Qingzhuo glanced sideways, and the picture froze with the sound of the shutter clicking.
After taking the photos, the scorching sun above our heads emitted layers of scorching heat waves. Fortunately, the wooden rest chairs covered with camphor trees provided shade from the sky.
Luo Shu swung the photo paper, and the image gradually appeared as if by magic.
All in all, this was the first photo he had taken of her and Fang Qingzhuo in such a long time.
"Fang Qingzhuo, I'm thirsty and want to drink some water."
Hearing this, Fang Qingzhuo, who was sitting next to him, looked at Luo Shu in surprise. He was surprised that she could take the initiative to make a request. He was very happy because it meant that she truly accepted him again. The corners of his eyes jumped up excitedly: "What do you want to drink? Milk tea or juice? I'll go buy it."
"Fanta soda, orange flavor."
After receiving the instructions, Fang Qingzhuo set off without delay. When he came back, he not only took out a can of soda with cold water droplets on the outer wall, but also broke out in a sweat.
The panting appearance is just like a puppy that has gone out to play and is now running back to its owner to show its affection.
As far as I can remember, he rarely sweated, and only two drops fell on her collarbone when he was at his most violent.
As if possessed by a ghost, Luo Shu reached out her hand, but instead of taking the drink, she lifted his bangs and wiped the sweat off his forehead. Her movements were slow and considerate. The scar at the end of his eyebrow that had faded away proved that he had applied the medicine obediently. She would always remember the small mole at the end of his eye, which was on his right eye.
There is an ambiguous atmosphere in the glance.
As the distance shortened, the nose was filled with a familiar fragrance. Fang Qingzhu's Adam's apple rolled up and down. He didn't care whether she did it on purpose or it was a true expression of her feelings. His remaining rationality was overwhelmed by the long-lost intimacy. He was willing to fall into the land of tenderness, but at the same time, he inexplicably missed the days of intimacy before.
Just as he was daydreaming, a gust of wind came and slapped him hard on the left cheek.
Caught off guard, the ears, which had not yet recovered their strength, were extremely loud. All the distracted thoughts in their mind disappeared in an instant, and even the summer cicadas hiding in the treetops, which occasionally chirped lazily, were frightened and stopped making noise.
Fang Qingzhuo was slapped to the side, and for a moment he was really angry. Anyone would be confused and annoyed by being hit like this for no reason. His brows were slightly furrowed and he didn't recover for a long time. If he was slapped because of the forced kiss last time, he admitted it, but this time he didn't have time to do anything, which was really a bit unfair.
Thinking of this, his tense nerves relaxed, and he withdrew his head with an innocent face, nonchalantly asking if her hand hurt. Then, as if he was foolishly laughing at his own question, he asked and answered himself: "It should hurt quite a bit. Half of my face is numb, not to mention your hand."
"You're not angry?" Luo Shu asked calmly with a blank expression.
Facing the moody Luo Shu, Fang Qingzhuo's performance was impeccable. If he were to be awarded a certificate as encouragement, the title would be "Perfect Boyfriend" instead of "Qualified Boyfriend".
"How can I be angry in front of you?" He opened the pull ring of the soda and handed it to her.
With a criminal record, he still has some awareness of the fact that he unconditionally accepts the emotional backlash again and again.
After a brief eye contact, Luo Shu held the bottle of ice-cold drink and spoke again, "There's a concert at the Olympic Sports Center tomorrow night. I want to go, but I don't think I can buy tickets now."
"Okay, I'll do it."
"First row, infield."
"no problem."
"I forgive you."
“…”
Outside the stadium the next day, Fang Qingzhuo arrived early for the appointment. He was wearing expensive clothes and had a superior appearance. Those who didn't know him would think that he was an artist who arrived early, causing the fans at the scene to look back at him frequently.
Two customized couple rings lay in the palm of her hand. I imagined the scene of wearing them on her fair fingers, tying her and her heart like shackles. The ceremony was completed, just like a magic crystal ball, from then on, the deepest curse was cast on each other, mutual possession, mutual control, and mutual imprisonment.
She was his, always.
It was strange, he couldn't understand why he had to pin his heart on this tiny object. Ever since he could remember, he had felt that rings were the most useless jewelry in the world, especially in marriage. He wanted to use a pair of wedding rings to bind both parties. But in the past two months, Luo Shu's changes always made him nervous. He tried everything, spent all his energy, whether it was soft persuasion or hard persuasion, he wanted to get back on track, back to the way it was at the beginning...
Fortunately, things are now moving in the right direction.
Ticket checking started at six o'clock. People were busy, the noise level dropped, and this ups and downs world suddenly became quiet.
At seven o'clock, the sun completely sets in the west, and the afterglow, neither bright nor dark, sprinkles across the sky, as if trying with its last bit of strength to illuminate and comfort the earth.
The concert kicked off on time at 8 o'clock. Fang Qingzhuo sat alone on the stairs, holding two front-row tickets in one hand and a dead phone in the other.
There was singing and dancing inside the museum, but it was desolate outside, with only the busy tone of the phone ringing and stopping to accompany the crowd.
The concert ended at 11:30, and the organizers set off fireworks to suit the occasion.
The fireworks illuminated the dark sky and also the low-pressure corners. Fang Qingzhuo's gloomy outline flickered in the dark night.
The surging emotions that burst through the dam suddenly rushed into his brain, but he forced them back.
Impossible, Luo Shu will come.
But it was completely useless. The louder and more deafening the fireworks above his head became, the more uncomfortable he felt and the more he collapsed.
The red exclamation mark that popped up on the screen, mixed with rows of humble apologies, was particularly glaring.
Why did he block and delete her? Why did he turn off his phone? Why did he disappear? Didn't she agree to forgive him? What had he done to upset her again?
Suddenly remembering something, he hurriedly opened another interface, and the unfamiliar location of the unfamiliar city suddenly jumped into his eyes. At that moment, Fang Qingzhuo completely lost control, his pupils filled with anger, his chest trembled uncontrollably, and his chin, shoulders and fingers were also shaking.
Luo Shu, you are so great. You actually left without saying goodbye in this way.
For the first time, I clearly felt what it meant to let him win first and then make him suffer a fate worse than death.
Little did he know that Luo Shu's punishment for him was not over yet.
After wandering for a long time, the girl who was selling celebrity peripherals at a stall walked up to him hesitantly.
"Excuse me, do you know Luo Shu?"
"I know him." His head perked up.
The girl was carrying a small bag. "Well, she asked me to deliver something last night, and I thought it must be you."
Last night? Fang Qingzhuo narrowed his cold black eyes.
When I opened it, I found a silver necklace, a lighter and a Polaroid photo taken yesterday. There were nine words written on the back of the photo: Happy graduation, happy breakup.
"Did she say anything else?"
"Don't wait for her."
Fang Qingzhuo suddenly felt that his repeated humility and indulgence towards her during this period seemed like a joke.
There is no reconciliation, only pretend forgiveness.
All the grief and anger intertwined into crystal clear tears that slid down his cheeks. He pursed his lips and smiled lightly: "Luo Shu, you really make me angry."
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The author has something to say: If the carrier of the novel is a drama, then the update here can be regarded as the curtain call of the first half. I have written 230,000 words without realizing it, which is almost as big as the overall volume of the previous book. I estimate that there will be about 70,000 to 80,000 words left to finish it, to make it a whole, hahahaha. The next urban plot is another big drama, and there will be new friends and of course some old friends appearing.
By the way, there is a comment that I have to come out and clarify. Xiao Fang’s liking for Luo Shu is not due to the so-called kindness and unlimited indulgence of Luo Shubaby towards him. In fact, there were already clues when they first met. To Xiao Fang, Luo Shu is special. She is a bit like his childhood shadow, and her appearance is also his type. Otherwise, why would this guy have noticed his wife with his own radar since he walked in the door!
All I can say is that if there hadn't been that misunderstanding, they wouldn't have gone through so many twists and turns and missed so much.
Finally, finally... Happy reading! [Spread the flowers]
Ahhhhh, why can't the number of participants in the lottery exceed 5% of the collection? Let's open a part of it this time...
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