Xu Xiangxuan felt that the journey was too long. Through the blurred lens with one eye, he found his white public in a daze, and sat down in the driver's seat.
Xu Xiangxuan clenched the steering wheel with both hands, as if trying to pinch the steering wheel out of water, and said viciously to himself: "Idiot girl, how should I face you"
Xu Xiangxuan, who lives an extremely regular life, will come to the court in front of the village dormitory to play basketball at a fixed time every week.
A group of people suddenly came to the field next to him, Xu Xiangxuan didn't care, and continued to run and shoot alone. A ball hit the backboard, and instead of going into the basket, it bounced back and rolled to the feet of a skinny girl on the side court.
Standing under the backboard, Xu Xiangxuan took a closer look and found that she was a "brain-disabled girl" again!
Xu Xiangxuan stood there stunned, wondering if he should go forward and ask for his basketball.
Seeing the "brain-disabled girl" walking towards him step by step, Xu Xiangxuan's heart seemed to follow the rhythm of the "brain-disabled girl" and jumped up "thumping".
She didn't get close, she stood on the three-point line, smiling, and made a passing motion.
Xu Xiangxuan raised his heart and raised his hands to catch it. I never thought that the "brain-damaged girl" actually made a fake move, suddenly raised her hand, and shot a three-pointer.
Xu Xiangxuan's eyes followed the parabola. When he looked up, he saw the ball entering the basket. Before he could dodge, the basketball hit his face directly, and his glasses fell with a crisp sound.
Xu Xiangxuan's cheeks and forehead felt a stinging pain instantly, and his right eye was smashed so that he couldn't open it at all. He covered his right eye, clenched his fist, and was furious in his heart: "Sure enough, nothing good will happen when you meet a 'brain-disabled girl'!"
The "brain-disabled girl" ran over in a panic, apologizing repeatedly. Xu Xiangxuan let go of his hand covering his right eye, revealing his red and swollen forehead, cheek and right eye. Still unable to open his right eye, he had to squint his left eye to peek at the expression of the "brain-disabled girl".
Under the dim streetlights, the "brain-disabled girl" instantly flashed shock, guilt, helplessness, and pity.
But I heard: "It's you the man who hurts"
Xu Xiangxuan was furious, and felt the muscles on his face tremble outward.
After snatching the glasses handed over by the "brain-disabled girl" and putting them on, the lens of his left eye disappeared. Xu Xiangxuan, who had lost his visual ability, was taken aback for a moment, losing his sense of security.
Angrily snatching the basketball, the "brain-disabled girl" was about to fall, and he almost wanted to hold it up, but the "brain-disabled girl" quickly stood firm. A sense of loss and hesitation welled up in Xu Xiangxuan's heart.
Holding the ball, Xu Xiangxuan bumped sideways at the "brain-disabled girl" who bowed her head in shame, as if unwilling to admit defeat, whispered her code name in her heart word by word in her ear: "brain "
Leaving with feigned firm steps, an angry and crying voice came from behind: "Youyou"
The pleasure of revenge that Xu Xiangxuan had just raised disappeared like a bird, and was replaced by a heavy depression in his heart, which made him breathless.
When he got home, he threw the broken glasses into the trash can in disgust, replaced them with spare glasses, and sat at the computer to read a few more papers. He was so restless that he couldn't read a single word.
Do two hundred push-ups before going to bed, then take a good bath, lie on the bed, adjust the lamp to a mild brightness, and close your eyes.
Not surprisingly, there were bursts of screaming and screaming from the woman next door.
In fact, Xu Xiangxuan heard noises from the next door almost three or four nights a week, but this did not affect his quality sleep in the slightest.
Xu Xiangxuan even explored with a rigorous and scientific attitude, which one is more in line with human biomechanics, the roar of American women or the coquettishness in Japanese love action movies played by roommates in college.
But this night, he suffered from insomnia. In Xu Xiangxuan's mind, there was a smiling face that was both charming and angry, and the low gasp in his ear seemed to come from the slightly parted cherry lips.
The next morning, Xu Xiangxuan stroked the white sheets, and a moist flower bloomed.
From that day on, Xu Xiangxuan could only study computer science with more enthusiasm and make great contributions to the project.
The tutor was very satisfied with this, and even considered whether to raise his salary, Xu Xiangxuan accepted it apologetically.
Xu Xiangxuan recalled that when he was in college, his roommates ridiculed him for not knowing what love is; and visually guessed that he must be a fan of object-oriented programming, because he often encountered a classic error: the object could not be found.
Every time he thinks about this, he will shake his head helplessly: "Roommate, you don't understand love, c++, j-a-v-a, python fell off."
However, Xu Xiangxuan suddenly realized that no matter how awesome the component objects are, they could not fill the desolation in his heart. Xu Xiangxuan felt deeplyFear and deep hatred.
Since then, the "brain-disabled girl" does not often appear by his side, but often appears in his dreams
Despite the tightness in her chest, the "brain-dead girl" Yi Sisi has been actively looking for the owner of the lens since that day, hoping to return the lens and apologize in person.
? Finding no one, Yi Sisi had no choice but to clean and put away the lenses, and continue her boring life of four points and one line.
The place where Yi Sisi works part-time is the canteen of the Sherlock dormitory where Xu Xiangyang and Guo Meixi live.
The wages in the cafeteria are calculated by the hour, according to Lincoln's minimum wage, $7.25 per hour.
Three hours a day, I kept lifting the baking tray, placing cookies with my hands, spraying disinfectant with a bottle, and leaning over to wipe the table. There is little time to sit and rest.
? What seems to be the least technical job actually tests patience and perseverance the most. Every time Yi Sisi returns home from work, she feels that her legs are not her own; the pain in her waist and back cannot be relieved even by practicing yoga.
When Xu Xiangyang saw Yi Sisi who straightened his waist and turned his shoulders for the first time, he was taken aback: "Sister Sisi, why do you work here?"
"Xi Yangyang, come to eat, my sister will make you some cookies." Yi Sisi was a little happy, but also a little embarrassed.
"Isn't Sister Sisi a Ph.D.? Why isn't there a scholarship?" Xu Xiangyang blurted out.
Yi Sisi poked at Yi Sisi's sore spot, and Yi Sisi's expression froze, so she could only curl her lips and explain: "I am applying for a change of major. I will be satisfied if I can be admitted. I will try to get a scholarship next year."
Xu Xiangyang was faintly aware of Yi Sisi's unhappiness, so he excused something apologetically and left quickly.
Yi Sisi dragged her tired body back home, her heart sour. Lying on the bed, he glanced sideways at God Jesus and sighed. He turned over and lay flat, staring blankly at the snow-white ceiling.
Compared with survival, humble self-esteem will never have a place to hide.
In the following days, Yi Sisi met Xu Xiangyang, Guo Meixi and other friends again, laughing as usual.
Xu Xiangyang is young, good-looking, and has a sweet mouth. Yi Sisi had no choice but to find that Xu Xiangyang would change a female partner to have dinner in the cafeteria almost every two weeks.
Occasionally, Yi Sisi would add a bunch of carrots to Xu Xiangyang's dinner plate, and then said with a smile: "Xi Yangyang, eat the big carrots!"
Xu Xiangyang was not ashamed, he just patted the back of his head in embarrassment, and said coyly: "Sister Sisi, actually I have nothing to do with them, I have never been in a relationship before."
Yi Sisi believes Xu Xiangyang's words, although he occasionally has youthful impulsiveness and showing off, on the whole, he is a well-educated, well-spoken, warm-hearted person.
Yi Sisi does not believe that "poverty" must occupy the highest point of moral public opinion, nor does he believe that "wealth" must become a moral burden. After going abroad, I have met many young international students from wealthy families, and found that they are not the "Beat Generation". Although there are occasional occurrences of racing to show off their wealth and extravagance, they are not common.
Watching Xu Xiangyang push open the door, hold it in a gentlemanly manner, and respectfully invite the brand-new beauty behind him to enter the cafeteria.
Yi Sisi shot him a look of "disgust".
Xu Xiangyang ran up to him, looking at Yi Sisi as if he had discovered a new world: "Sister Sisi, can you sing? I saw the registration form for the Chinese singing competition, and your name is on it."
Yi Sisi put down the work in his hands, and looked at Xu Xiangyang with the gaze of a scholar for three days: "The news about the backbone of the student union is really well-informed. Signing up for fun, I can't study every day, and participate in some cultural activities to enrich myself."
The beauty beside Xu Xiangyang seemed a little impatient, so Yi Sisi bid farewell wittily and returned to the kitchen. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com