It is very embarrassing to talk about my acquaintance with Yanzi.
It was the beginning of the second school year, and the early autumn in Beijing was still a bit hot. There was no class that morning. I was standing at the school gate waiting for the bus, and suddenly I saw Yanzi coming over on a bicycle. I didn't pay attention at first, but Yanzi stopped when he rode the car next to me. She looked around with a nervous and strange expression on her face, as if she was looking for someone.
I saw that she didn't get off the bike, just standing on the side of the road in a weird posture, and I felt a little puzzled. After taking a closer look, I saw the doorway: the hem of her long white skirt had been twisted in by the gears of the bicycle, and it had been twisted to the limit. If she had ridden a few steps further, the bicycle would have likely pulled her skirt completely open.
I looked at Yan Zi, and my heart was full of sympathy, but I didn't know what to do. It was impossible to bend down to do it with her like that, because any movement she made might cause the skirt to collapse. I found that the skirt on the right side of her body was already stretched as tight as a guitar string.
I walked over involuntarily, and when I got in front of her, I realized that I had nothing to say, so I smiled at her. Yanzi looked at me and his face suddenly turned red.
I said: "Don't be afraid, we are from the same team."
She couldn't laugh at all, she just said: "I know", and then her hands nervously tightened the handlebars. I saw sweat all over the handlebars.
I suddenly had an idea.
I reached out and grabbed her handlebar, and then asked her to get off slowly. At this time, she was very obedient and without saying a word, she carefully got to the right side of the car. As soon as she got out of the car, I grabbed the handlebar with one hand and the rear frame of the car with the other hand to lift the rear wheel off the ground, so that her skirt was not so tight immediately and she had a certain amount of room for movement.
We walked slowly on the road like a couple, no one dared to walk too fast. Of course, not many people on the road paid attention, because the part of the hem of her skirt that was twisted in was already very thin, and most people couldn't notice it.
It was easy to find a small alley, which was a dead end. We walked in, and then I turned my back to her and guarded the entrance of the alley until she took off her skirt.
I acted very masculine that day. As soon as I heard her standing up and pushing the cart, I left without even looking at her. I returned to the school gate and continued to wait for the bus. Later, I saw her riding in, and she didn't even look at me. I wasn't angry because everyone knew that Yanzi was a very arrogant girl who couldn't be approached.
However, that night when I was in the study room, Yanzi quietly sat next to me. When I raised my head to look at her, she smiled at me with an unusually touching smile.
At that moment, I knew that my life would undergo major changes.
The next day, we went to see a movie together. However, when we walked out of the cinema, no one knew the name of the movie. I know, I'm a little distracted myself. But I don't understand, why Yanzi can't even remember the name of the movie? Could it be that she is as distracted as me?
However, that night was indeed unforgettable.
That night, we talked a lot. I discovered that Yanzi was not as cold and arrogant as others thought. Her smile was very, very gentle, and she was completely different from the person she was in class during the day.
I said, "If your skirt hadn't gotten stuck that day, wouldn't you have talked to me?"
She said honestly, "Yes."
I felt very disappointed, but she went on to say, "It's fate between people. That day It's fate. "
She still wore the white skirt that night, probably to commemorate our acquaintance. I saw a faint stain and a small hole on the right side of her skirt. She smiled embarrassedly when she found me looking at her skirt.
We have talked a lot, so I know that her family's conditions are not good, and it is not easy for her to come to university. She also told me that her white skirt was earned as a tutor and she did not want to add more burden to the family.
She also said that before going to college, she had already decided not to find a boyfriend during her school years and that she would cherish the hard-earned learning conditions of four years.
I also told her about my family in the countryside: my three brothers and sisters all had to go to school and start a family; the tuition fees and living expenses for college were all earned through hard work by my parents. When I talk about this, I have mixed feelings and my eyes get wet. I also made up my mind not to find a girlfriend because I simply didn't have the energy or money to invest in love.
When Yanzi listened to me telling my story, she was silent. Later she said: "We all broke our vows, didn't we?"
I said: "No, when I swore, I didn't meet you." After a while, I said again: "If For your sake, I would rather disobey."
" Her eyes stared straight at me, and something seemed to be shining inside. After a while, she lowered her head and said, "We have a long way to go, right?" When we went back, we said nothing. The weather was really beautiful that night, but my mood was heavy. I don't know why.
In the days to come, we did not fall into the swamp of passionate love all of a sudden. We are like friends, we meet and say hello without looking at each other. We know the burden on ourselves and we have no right to indulge ourselves. The only difference is that we are at the same table almost every time when we eat. We don't talk much, but we feel at ease only when we eat together.
We also agreed to go out once a month to watch a movie or take a walk. We feel that this is very restrained and will not affect anything.
Before the first day we agreed to go out, I tried desperately to think of something to give her, but I couldn't think of anything suitable. One time, I was lying in bed thinking about how we met, and suddenly an idea came to my mind: Why not give him a white skirt?
This idea excites me.
I went to the street to look at it several times, but a slightly better white dress costs 300 yuan. I can't afford the money. My living expenses are paid monthly, and there is not much surplus left. I thought about selling something.
The only valuable thing I have is the suit of various colors, which I bought in my hometown and cost more than 600 yuan. I had only bought that outfit a few times, and I was still a little distressed at the thought of selling it, but my heart became excited when I thought of the white dress, and I quickly made up my mind.
There is no shortage of buyers for this suit. As soon as I told my classmate, he agreed, but he didn't have much money on hand, so he could only give half of it, 250 yuan. I sold it to him for 500 yuan.
After I got the money, I almost ran to the store and bought the white skirt without saying a word. I wrapped it carefully in wrapping paper before taking it back and putting it under the box.
The days after this are particularly exciting. Every day I am waiting for the end of the month. That day, I took a shower in advance, combed my hair, and took my dress to the appointed place.
When the lanterns came on, the night wind blew gently, and the swallows came from a distance, I saw that she was also holding a long box in her hand.
When we meet, we all hide our gifts behind our backs, not wanting each other to see them. We had no experience and no one knew what to say. We just kept looking at each other, both of us with mysterious smiles on our faces.
After a while, we took out the gift almost at the same time and handed it to each other slowly. When I carefully tore open the package, we both laughed, but I felt that I laughed louder.
The gift Yanzi gave me is: a beautiful tie.
We looked at each other, neither of us spoke first.
After a while, Yanzi spoke: "Let's return the skirt tomorrow. This skirt is too big and can only be used as a nightgown for me." After she finished speaking, she couldn't help laughing again.
I explained that I had never bought anything for a girl, and this mistake was understandable.
Then I said to her: "I don't have a suit."
\She looked at me and laughed so much that she bent over. She laughed and said, "I know, the suit you wore before was borrowed!"
\I said: "No, that's mine. I'll sell it. "Yanzi suddenly stopped smiling, and she straightened up slowly, and then she whispered: "Thank you." I didn't say anything, and she said softly: "Thank you." I also said, "Thank you." Then we remained silent.
We sat under that overpass until the moon turned west. We looked at the traffic in Beijing and imagined countless money flowing in this city, but I felt happy for my poverty. On this autumn night, there was a girl named Yanzi sitting next to me. She was willing to use her beauty and kindness to accompany me, a poor rural child, and a boy who even had to sell his clothes. I felt that I would no longer be afraid of any difficulties.
When I went back, I said: "It's autumn, the weather is getting colder. I can wear a long-sleeved shirt and a tie."
\ Yanzi looked at me and said nothing. She gently stretched out her arm to hold me, and I felt her hands trembling.
Oh, what a wonderful night it was!
There was a light rain in the considerate Beijing, and the weather suddenly became cold. Early the next morning, when I went to class wearing a white shirt and gray tie, I saw swallows coming from a distance. She was wearing the white dress I gave her, and I could tell it fit her perfectly.
When she came to me, Yanzi asked me softly: "Does it look good? Last night, I worked with my classmates for half the night and changed the skirt to a smaller size." Her eyes were bloodshot. I looked at these eyes and couldn't describe their beauty. I said softly: "It looks good." She gritted her teeth and smiled shyly, straightened her tie for me, and left with her head lowered.
I looked at the dazzling white dress under the warm autumn sunshine, and my heart was filled with happiness.
