Because her arguments are novel and unique, her evidence is sufficient and comprehensive, and her reasoning is incisive.
I said, "Zhou Xintong, it's a pity that you don't study law. It will be a great loss to the Chinese legal profession."
She laughed so hard that she fell backwards and pinched my thigh hard.
I couldn't help but scream "Ah", which attracted everyone's attention in the classroom.
The teacher knocked on the blackboard and said unhappily: "If you are not interested in my class, you can not come, but please do not disrupt the order of the classroom."
I blushed and said, "The principle the teacher just talked about inspired me. I just made a sound of admiration."
As soon as the words fell, the classroom immediately erupted in laughter.
That winter, a heavy snow came unexpectedly.
The students started a snowball fight on the playground without distinguishing between friends and foes.
Zhou Xintong stared at me while I was throwing snowballs, and when I tried to fight back, she stuffed a cold snowball into my collar.
I was so angry that I kicked her to the ground in the snow.
She lay on the ground sulking, refusing to get up.
I felt a little sorry for her, so when I bent down to support her, I was tricked.
She took advantage of me not paying attention and pulled me down.
I fell heavily on her, with my head pressing against her soft chest, just like hitting my head into cotton wool.
At that moment, it seemed as if the world had stopped.
I heard her heart pounding.
After hearing this, Tang Xiaomei mocked me and said, you clearly know that she has a boyfriend who is devoted to her, but you are still unclear with her, aren’t you acting like a "little girl"?
The word "小꺘" didn't exist at that time, so the standard name should be "第꺘者".
I defended myself by saying that I didn’t want to be the “number one” and that at that time I was just a friend that I could get along with quite well.
No matter how I try to justify myself, I can't make it work.
Because in the end I was still the “number one”.
The qualitative change in my feelings towards Zhou Xintong occurred shortly after that snowball fight.
It was an ordinary morning, and the sky in the east was just beginning to turn pale.
The students of our department went jogging on the football field in the morning. Zhou Xintong and I ran side by side.
In the faint morning light, I saw her fall headfirst onto the runway.
The neat team immediately fell into chaos. While everyone was panicking and talking about how to deal with the situation, I had already carried her on my back and rushed to the school hospital.
It was the first time I carried an unconscious patient on my back. I had to run faster while preventing her from falling off my back.
All in all, that was the most tiring run I've ever had. After I took her to the emergency room, I sat on the floor exhausted, with stars in my eyes and my stomach churning.
Fortunately, she was not seriously injured. The doctor diagnosed her with potassium deficiency and she needed to stay in the hospital for observation and receive intravenous drip.
I stayed in her ward, watching her sleeping soundly, her chest rising and falling evenly. Her face was bloodless, as white as a piece of paper, and her thin lips were cracked with several bloodstains.
It’s hard to describe how I felt at the time. If I say it was concern, there was definitely some anxiety mixed in. If I say it was pity, there was also some compassion that only exists between men and women.
At this moment, I clearly realized that the girl lying on the hospital bed was no longer an insignificant friend.
She had already quietly walked into my heart.
Her joys, sorrows, anger and happiness have already begun to influence my emotions, thoughts and behaviors.
Any excuse is self-deception.
"You are Guan Hongjun, right?"
Suddenly, I was startled by a voice behind me. I turned around and saw the boy with glasses.
He is not handsome, but he is very elegant and polite.
I said I am Guan Hongjun.
The answer was very unconfident, full of shame and timidity.
It felt like being caught stealing something.
He asked if we could go and talk.
I said, yes.
At the end of the corridor, he said, "My name is Jiao Yu, and I went to high school with Zhou Xintong. Thank you for sending her to the hospital and thank you for taking care of her. You are more suitable for her than I am."
I turned the tables and said, "Brother, what do you mean? Zhou Xintong and I are just ordinary students. It's only natural for us to help each other."
He smiled, a little bitterly, and said, "Zhou Xintong and I were in the same class. I often helped her with her homework, and then some classmates said we were dating. In fact, we were not in a clear romantic relationship."
I played dumb and replied, "It doesn't seem to be my business."
He lowered his head, as if trying to control his emotions, and said with a choked voice: "She came to me a few days ago and said that she was in love with you."
I was surprised and madly delighted.
Before I came to my senses, Jiao Yu had already run to the hospital without looking back.
Tang Xiaomei has always had a low opinion of Zhou Xintong. She thinks that Zhou Xintong is being ambiguous with her family just to get Jiao Yu to help her with her homework. Jiao Yu is a typical science and engineering man, a perfect guinea pig in terms of emotions. Once the experiment is done, he will be thrown into the trash.
I said that college students of that era were very simple, not as complicated as you think.
Tang Xiaomei was so angry that she threw a bag of chips at me and shouted angrily: "She used you as a shield to break up with Jiao Yu. She is a green tea bitch! She is a green tea bitch!"
In the following time, my heart was as calm as water.
Zhou Xintong and I still spend all day together, maintaining a peculiar relationship that is a little deeper than study and a little shallower than love.
She didn't know about the conversation between Jiao Yu and me, and I certainly wouldn't make it clear to her.
No matter if she is using me or not, just go with her.
In the second semester of my sophomore year, the movie "A Chinese Odyssey" starring Stephen Chow was released.
She bought two tickets and insisted that I go with her to see the movie.
I have always loved police and gangster gunfights since I was a child. After spending an hour in the cinema, I felt drowsy except for occasionally laughing at the nonsensical plot.
But she was so absorbed in watching the show that she actually cried at the end of The Monkey King: Marry Me.
Curious glances were cast at me from all sides, and I awkwardly touched her arm, trying to remind her not to make a fool of herself.
Unexpectedly, she reached out her hand and interlocked our fingers.
I was startled at first, then I felt hot all over, and then I felt dizzy.
Even after leaving the cinema, the familiar evening breeze did not wake me from my trance.
She and I walked back to school at a very slow pace, and were gradually left behind by the crowd of people leaving the movie.
That night, she was strangely quiet and didn't say a word.
When she could no longer see anything in front or behind her, she stopped.
I also stopped and turned around so that we could look each other in the eye.
That night her eyes were pure and sincere, and she gently said the most classic line in the movie: "I once had a true love in front of me, but I didn't cherish it. I regretted it when I lost it. This is the most painful thing in the world."