"It's so hot today!"
At twelve o'clock at noon, Zhou Meng opened the door of his dormitory. Instantly, waves of heat rushed in from the outside. Xia Shu, who was closest to the door, said "Hey" as if facing a formidable enemy, "Close the door quickly!"
Zhou Meng held a stack of professional books in his hand, and hooked a transparent food bag on the little finger of his left hand, which contained a few cute ones.
"immediately."
She slammed the door with her back and threw her professional books on the desk. While fanning her cheeks with her hands to dissipate heat, she spread out the food bag and handed it to Xia Shu: "Quick! Choose one! The heat is getting better soon! "
"So considerate." Xia Shu happily chose the chocolate flavor.
"Where are Xi Yue and Meng Yao?" Zhou Meng asked as the temperature on his face dropped.
Xia Shu tore open the much cuter packaging and said, "Xi Yue went on a date——"
"A date?" Zhou Meng glanced at the scorching sun outside the window, hissed with lingering fear, and sighed from the bottom of his heart, "How dare you go out on a date in such a hot day."
"True love is invincible."
"What does this mean? You are the one who has the courage, okay?" Xia Shu took a big mouthful of ice cream and said with satisfaction, "How dare you run to the library on such a hot day."
"Hey, don't tell me, the library is much cooler."
Xia Shu rolled his eyes speechlessly.
Zhou Meng smiled and asked: "Where is Meng Yao?"
Xia Shu pointed at the bed diagonally opposite: "I'm sleeping."
"Oh my God, what time is it? Are you still sleeping?" Zhou Meng's eyes widened in shock.
She approached the bed and stretched her neck to take a look at her height of 168. Meng Yao was leaning on his back, with his black hair messy on the pillow. There was a thin blanket covering his waist and abdomen, and he was wearing short summer pajamas. , straight and thin white legs crossed.
"What's been going on with her these past few days?" Zhou Meng subconsciously lowered his voice, "She stayed up late at night and didn't get up until three o'clock in the morning."
"Get ready for graduation." Xia Shu said casually.
"Really?" Zhou Meng muttered suspiciously, "I have never seen her work so hard on her graduation thesis some time ago."
Not sure whether he had slept enough or heard some noise, Meng Yao turned over and moved slightly. Half a minute later, she reached out and took off her blindfold. When she opened her eyes, she was stimulated by the strong light in the room. After a while, he sat up from the bed.
"Are you awake?" Xia Shu took the last bite and it was so cute.
Zhou Meng poked his head out from his desk and said, "Meng Yao, come and eat ice cream."
Meng Yao sat on the bed and nodded in confusion.
The weather was too hot, and there happened to be some problems with the air conditioner in their dormitory. She was sweating all over and said hoarsely, "I'll wash my face later."
She stretched out her hand and brushed her hair back. She sat in a daze for a while, then got up from the bed, went down the stairs, and entered the bathroom.
When she came out again, she seemed to be awake. Her long black hair was gathered into a ball and her head was casually pulled into a bun. A small face as big as a palm, fair and beautiful.
"What have you been doing these days? Your schedule is so messed up." Seeing her come out, Zhou Meng handed her a vanilla-flavored one.
Meng Yao took it, thanked him, and then said, "I'm not doing anything, just thinking about life and planning for the future."
"What the hell are you thinking about life in the middle of the night?" Zhou Meng said, "Besides, haven't you already planned your future?"
Meng Yao said "hmm" and nodded seriously: "Open a milk tea shop. In such a hot weather, watermelon pops shouldn't be a problem to sell."
It made Xia Shu and Zhou Meng laugh out loud.
"But to be honest, four years of college have passed by in such a blink of an eye. Do you have any regrets?"
"I'm fine, I have no regrets. I ate well, slept well, and most importantly, we got along well in the dormitory." Xia Shu was very satisfied.
Zhou Meng thought for a while and said, "I don't seem to have any regrets, except that I passed CET-6 twice."
Xia Shu was speechless: "How many times have you said this? Versailles."
"What kind of Versailles is this?" Zhou Meng refused, "Twice! Twice!"
Xia Shu almost rolled his eyes again.
"Where are you, Meng Yao?"
"I know that." Zhou Meng answered quickly, "I have never been in love."
After saying that, Zhou Meng and Xia Shu looked at each other, happy again.
"This is really a pity."
"No one dares to believe it when I say it. The flower from the Chinese department has never been in love."
"No, that's what it should be said: No one dares to believe it. There is not a single male creature in Chonghua University who can catch Meng Yao's eyes."
Meng Yao:......
"Hey, let me interview all the male students." Zhou Meng became more and more enthusiastic as he spoke. He made a microphone gesture, stretched out his hand, and pointed at Meng Yao, "What is your ideal type?"
A figure suddenly appeared in Meng Yao's mind and quickly disappeared again. Meng Yao said calmly: "Without an ideal type, the mortal world cannot keep me. I am only suitable for Buddhism."
Zhou Meng and Xia Shu were stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.
The ice cream melted a little. After eating a few bites, Meng Yao threw the packaging bag into the trash can. He turned on his computer and found the resume he made last night in the document. Then he opened Weibo, found the first item in the message list, and clicked on it. I copied an email address and sent my resume.
After doing this, she remembered that her mother, Ms. Song Lan, had sent her a message last night, asking her whether to go out for fun first or find a job as soon as possible after graduation.
Meng Yao glanced at her last night but didn't reply. More than ten hours passed before she typed: Not sure.
This time it was Song Lan's turn to ignore her.
Meng Yao didn't mind, exited the chat page, clicked on the circle of friends and refreshed.
A high school classmate who has been in the friend list for a long time and has not contacted for a long time has updated a new message——
The copywriting is just one sentence: Tsk, I haven’t seen you for a few years, but you are still the master.
The accompanying picture is a candid profile photo.
Meng Yao was startled and clicked to take a look.
The boy in the photo is wearing a simple white T-shirt and casual pants, with a pair of expensive sneakers on his feet.
He looked down at his phone with a slight smile on his face, and the sun fell on him. The extremely simple composition also revealed a kind of tenderness.
Meng Yao's heart skipped a beat.
Only a few minutes after this post was posted, many former classmates left comments below:
[Holy shit, Xu Yao? 】
[Why did you get together with the great god? 】
【where? Is it too late for me to take a taxi here? 】
Meng Yao even saw the former English class representative of their class comment:
[My boyfriend is still my boyfriend after not seeing you for several years. 】
The classmate who posted this message replied to her: [Haha Xi Rou, are you here to meet your boyfriend? 】
…
Meng Yao didn't read the other replies.
She hesitated before swiping the post away, but still saved the photo.
Thinking of the joke she had just made with her roommate, she laughed at herself. She was probably not qualified enough to be a Buddhist.
Just two months ago, she came across a question on the Internet:
What kind of feelings do you still have towards your first love?
Meng Yao remembered that there was everything said in the comment section below.
Loved, hated, forgotten.
On impulse, relying on the fact that no one around her knew her account, she typed a few words: Never forget
But in fact, strictly speaking, it was not her first love.
All I can say is that it was an attempted crush.
