Misplaced regret

Misplaced regret

The hand of the son and the son of the old man ten years ago, Jun was admitted to the unknown university in the province, he felt that this is already very satisfied. When he was a child, he heard a story from his father: A gentleman, after seeing his family's grave, asserted that there will be a cadre and two college students in the descendants of this family. Today, he has become a veritable college student. When his admission notice was delivered, there was no small shock in the family. At the same time, his uncles began to guess who the next college student would be. child. He took this satisfaction into the door of the university.
The life in the university is rich and colorful, and the outstanding young men and women gather here to form a unique "society". Their faces are filled with smiles that are as satisfying as Jun.
Behind the colorful life is the boring emptiness. Like a noble lady, it is difficult to hide the boundless loneliness. The direct result of emptiness and loneliness is indulgence and madness. Therefore, Jun often sees drunks on the campus with the bottle of wine, the painful shouting of the girl who just kicked him, and the sports department between the boys in the dormitory. Group. This kind of loneliness will of course also infect the monarch, the sudden sense of loss that was liberated from the pressure of the college entrance examination, which made him feel at a loss. He plunged into Jin Yong’s martial arts novels to appreciate the glory of Huang Rong’s gong and the little dragon girl’s innocence. It is a place to find a temporary temporary storage of the soul.
When the emptiness comes, the heart becomes a wandering wild ghost.
He appeared in Jun's field of vision. When he was fascinated by reading "The Condor Heroes", he didn't like to laugh very much. He was very dignified. It was the shape of the little dragon girl, and Jun liked her inexplicably. Jun is very good, he is very confident. When he first entered school, he entered the student union. Because his calligraphy was very hard, he became a member of the propaganda department of the hospital. Because of his two slender legs and regular exercise, he became a long-distance runner. It is both internal and external, and the overall quality is good. When Jun saw the blasphemy, his heart, like a ghost-like ghost, gave the idea of ​​stopping. He is also a long-distance runner. They have had several contacts. They also have a good impression on Jun. This is a certainty. It is the sensitive sixth sense that is unique to young people.
When love falls, it is also a painful hair.
They started from friends, and the seeds of love quietly took root. I couldn't see you in a day, and Jun's heart was gone. He was uneasy, and the buddies in the same bedroom always liked to pick him up. Sometimes, the horn of the bedroom rang: "Jun, there are girls looking for them. "The voice of the guard's uncle came from the horn, and Jun would rush down the stairs. Look left and right to see the shadow without a sigh. Ask the uncle, he will point to one: there! Looking down at the uncle's fingers, the old man in the bedroom was happy to bend over. The gas is in the heart, first swear: You play me! Then ran over and gave him a blast.
There is no threshold, as long as pure love, the love in college can be like this. Jun and Yu had been in contact for three months, but never asked each other's family, nor did they need it. They are happy to train together and play friendly jokes. On weekends, sometimes they will go to Jun’s classroom to watch him practice the brushwork. On the blank rice paper, Jun writes the hand of the hand, and the old man Then he looked at him with a smile, his face was red and it looked like a sly look, and Jun couldn't help but want to kiss her, but he restrained his impulse. In his opinion, a simple girl like 蓁, a sudden kiss will scare her, if love is a book, and 蓁 is the protagonist in the book, Jun should read it page by page, and The time to study is a lifetime.
Another weekend, I invited Jun to go to her house to play. For this kind of invitation, Jun knows what it means. When I walked into my home and saw the luxurious decoration, I was surprised by Jun. I couldn’t think of the superior family conditions from the usual consumption. He used to think that he was as dull as his family. odd. My mother was very enthusiastic about the classmate who invited me, but Jun felt his embarrassment. When pure love encounters artificial material contrast, it eliminates the self-confidence of the original. This is the case.
Not yet started, but fortunately everything has not started! When Jun did not think about how much damage caused by such artificial escape, he began to plan how to withdraw from the love story that he had become impossible. Parents who think of working in the field are still guilty of their own tuition fees, and it is difficult for them to give a materially happy family in the future.
wrong! Jun’s unresolved retreat made him inexplicable but refused to condescend to ask him what happened. They degraded their original warmth day by day in the cold war. late! When Jun saw another boy around her, yelling at her, Jun’s heart was turned into a piece of debris in the loss.

After graduation, they went to each other and there was no contact. He married the boy who was always holding her, and Jun married and married another woman. But in my heart, Jun always forgets, he has traveled to the city where he is in countless times, riding the city bus countless times, eager to meet a surprise one day. However, the sun can't break the sky of the city, and Jun's heart can always rain.
Ten years later, he heard the embarrassing unit. At the gate, he saw the picture of the "excellent teacher" in the propaganda column. He was still in the memory of the monarch, without a smile, full of smiles. A sincere face. "I used to have a good feeling in front of me, but I didn't cherish it. If everything can come back, I will boldly say 'I love you!'" In my heart, I meditate on this sentence, tears quietly from the eyes of Jun. Sliding down.