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In every bunch of beautiful flowers, the starry sky is always the most inconspicuous ornament. Its flower language is: simple love, willing to be your supporting role.
"The sky is full of stars, but the negative Tathagata is rewarded" has always been my trademark, which comes from my scribbled sentence. Write a story about this sentence today.
The protagonist is an Ann, or you may be reading this article.
One day, a classmate who hadn't contacted for a long time suddenly sent a message to Ann on WeChat.
"Ann, have you ever hurt yourself?"
Ann was startled by her question and thought for a long time, not knowing how to answer her.
Ann looked at the big and small scars hidden under the sleeves, and some memories were awakened by her words, struggling to break through the ground.
At an age when people believe that love is everything, everyone has someone who never forgets, including An An.
It's just that if you love right, you will get happiness. Love is wrong, it will become a story.
In peacetime, he went through eight seasons with her, from vivid real life to vague memories. She has a secret love that no one else knows, from north to south, from far away to hometown, and he keeps participating in every step in his mind.
His appearance made Ann know that she didn't want to walk out of sight for minutes, and she wanted to meet each other day and night. With him around, it seems that all distant dreams are within reach. At that time, she loved dreaming, giggling and loving an impossible man. No one knows that everything changed when he walked into the classroom on that sunny afternoon.
The countdown on the blackboard in the classroom is spinning fast, and smaller and smaller numbers are hurting everyone's nerves. This June, some people are destined to be extraordinary, and some people are destined to be cold. Ann sat in front of her desk, her pen kept spinning. The textbook that was not closed was the page he had talked about. It was originally a beautiful font, but her notes were a bit sloppy. When he packed his things and left the podium, Ann's eyes shifted and his back disappeared behind the door. She looked at the place where he had just stood, waited for a while, stood up and walked out of the classroom quickly. She picked up her exercise book and walked across the corridor to the office door. She didn't go in, but leaned against the wall next to her, with one foot behind her back, leaving a faint footprint. She never cares about other people's eyes, and she will stand when she has time. The textbook in her hand is to cover up the embarrassment of being occasionally exposed to small plots. She needs the breath of his existence, and she wants to leave it in the nearest place to him. When the bell rang, she ran back to the classroom, her heart pounding and her cheeks flushed.
Ann has been repeating the above fragments since she met him three years ago. Children who love seeds are very simple. Often naive to make some efforts. Ann works hard in her class and makes herself the best person in her class. She looked at his figure on the podium and always smiled unconsciously. Every time the bell rings, he leaves with Ann's heart.
At that time, An An, who didn't know where he got the courage, spent a self-study class and wrote him a letter. But this is not a confession letter. But through a little trouble in adolescence, I complained to him. If you can't approach in the name of love, then find another way.
What Ann didn't expect was that he wrote back. Looking at his notes on the paper, Ann thinks she is the happiest person in the world. Now this letter is still there. Ann carefully wrapped it in a plastic bag and put it in the safest place she thought.
In the coming days of the college entrance examination, she lived very quietly. She doesn't know whether someone will take her place after graduation, leaving a little body temperature on that wall, and whether another student will come so close to him. Ann seems crazy at the thought. Depressed feelings are like gunpowder that explodes at any time, and there is nowhere to vent in your heart.
On a quiet night, when everyone else was asleep, Ann picked up the meat cleaver. In her firm eyes, she carved his name on her arm. Although the scar has faded, Ann's feelings for him are still burning.
In the past three years, An An has carefully planned every meeting with him after class. No matter what the weather is like, An An will sometimes wait for him to come to work at the school gate and accompany him to walk the distance from the gate to the teaching building. Sometimes on the way, he suddenly appeared from behind, called the teacher, and then ran away with other students. At Christmas, Ann will sneak out to buy a good present, sometimes in the office and sometimes on the road, pretending to meet casually and telling him that the teacher is here. I just bought an extra gift, especially for you. Before he could speak, Ann left. Then he will criticize Ann in the letter and tell her not to spend money indiscriminately.
These two days of college entrance examination are sultry and rainy. For others, finishing the exam is liberation, for An An, it is destruction. In the future, there will be no fear without him. Fortunately, he accompanied her during the exam. Ann's nervous hands are sweating. He will pat her on the head and encourage her. There are many people and cars at noon, and he will wait for her at the entrance of the examination room, book meals in advance and eat with her. In the evening, he will accompany her to review and walk through the long and brightly lit streets.
Ann called him the day before he reported for college. It is raining outside. She just had a glass of wine. Ann can't remember exactly what she said that night. All she remembers is that she has been crying, crying until she can't hear the thunder.
Now Ann will walk the street he walked that night and see the scenery they have seen. Outside the school gate, listening to the melodious bell, it is a light music called "Dating". Musically, he either walked in or walked out. Full of notes, are his shadow, no matter how to wave it.
In his letter, he told Ann that no matter how cold the world is, you should be kind. Be a girl with a flowery smile and wait for the breeze to blow slowly.
Ann took his words as an imperial edict. In the past few years without him, she learned to be optimistic and face the malice of life. She is no longer the girl who loves to dream. Her love dream is over, and no one can walk into his dream again.
Ann is looking forward to one day, when she is excellent, she can stand beside him and talk about Kan Kan, ideals, the future and everything in the world, but she just doesn't talk about her love for him.
This grand secret love, he is the only protagonist in the spotlight, quiet, silent, wandering in her life. When she was young, she loved such an impossible person with all her heart. She can't confess, and she can't be vague. She calmly savored the mixed feelings of unrequited love, and finally knew that love was not a belief, but her robbery. But she is willing to give everything, the sustenance of her life.
She said, I would like to be that starry sky, but I won't be disappointed even if I fail. ...
But the negative Tathagata has been rewarded.