Who will you think of when you are lonely?
"Who will you think of when you are lonely? Do you need some company? Only I can understand your happiness and sadness ... "
When the bell rang, the students who had been suppressed for a long time crashed away like birds. The classroom is like a forest without birds, a dry pond, empty, silent and messy.
Inexplicably bored, I took out an MP3 from my schoolbag and pressed a key. Zhang Dongliang's Who Will You Think of When Lonely usually arrives as scheduled, because there is only one song in my 256-megabyte MP3.
My heart seems to calm down in the music.
"What are you listening to?" My best friend Doudou appeared in front of me like a ghost. Before I came to my senses, she skillfully took an earplug from my left ear and stuffed it into her own.
Doudou's series of actions made my boredom grow again, but because I was a good friend, I had to hold back my fire.
"It's Zhang Dongliang's boring song" Who will you think of when you are lonely ". Can you listen to another song? " In less than three seconds, Doudou lit the fire in his heart.
Qin Fei, what are you doing!
I suddenly stood up and pushed my desk in the ping-pong direction. Doudou is my good friend who talks about everything. We have an agreement that we only call each other by their nicknames. But today, something happened. I not only called him by his first name, but also made such a violent move.
"Is it not a Zhang Dongliang? Is it worth being so angry? " Doug said softly. Her round eyes are full of countless question marks.
It's really unbearable. "Like Zhang Dongliang is wrong? Is it wrong to be a die-hard fan? I like Zhang Dongliang because of his friendly and unassuming personality, gentle and magnetic voice, and his literary talent and style ... "After a barrage, I seemed to be a victorious fighter and sat down with a bang.
At this time, Doudou's eyes were all red. He said softly, "Purple Heart, who will you think of when you are lonely?"
This question actually froze me. I've heard this song countless times. Why haven't I thought about it? Who do I think of when I am lonely? Mom and dad, no. Teachers and classmates, no. No one thought about it, only emptiness and loss, really a little scared.
Looking at Doudou's hopeful eyes, I can only shake my head helplessly.
Doudou was obviously disappointed. "ah! I thought you would think of me when you were lonely! "
Doudou's tears fell on the desk, drop by drop, bursting into tiny spray.
"All right, all right! I will definitely think of you next time. " I patted Doudou on the shoulder. I am most afraid of peas crying. Every time she cries, I can only raise my hand and surrender.
Doudou and I have deep feelings. I remember that Doudou was the first person to associate with me when I transferred to school in the second grade. Doudou has always been naive, the kind of girl who cries whenever she wants, smiles happily and makes no secret of it. It is because of her naive and straightforward personality that I have a particularly sincere friendship with her. She always comforted me when I cried; When I am happy, she will laugh with me; Free group went on an outing together, and no one invited me. She would leave the arranged group to come to me. When I make mistakes, she will criticize me like a teacher; When I am afraid, she will hug me tightly ... Really, when I am lonely, I really should think of peas.
Soon after the storm, it will be National Day. I have been in English cram school alone for a long time. The lovely teacher is a little annoyed today and always talks endlessly. Do you know that I have put my feet on the aisle and prepared for the 100-meter sprint?
Ding Lingling ... kind and compassionate, the bell finally rang, and I rushed out of the classroom with a whoosh like hearing the horn of the charge, and there was an "ah" behind me. I trotted to the gift shop, because today is Doudou's birthday. Among the dazzling array of goods, I saw a gift that made me move. Two lovely plush bears, brown, hugged each other tightly and looked very close. I bought this unique gift without hesitation, let the female boss wrap it in beautiful blue wax paper, and then covered the box with silver stars.
While packing, the beautiful female boss chatted with me: "Send it to my friend?"
"Well, my good friend. Today is her birthday. "
It's already six o'clock in the evening when I come to Doudou's house. Doudou invited many classmates. Everyone gives presents and sings birthday songs ... they are very happy.
"Happy Princess, are you happy?" I joked.
"Not bad." Doudou gave me an unexpected answer.
I asked, "What gift did your parents give you?"
Doudou is silent, his eyes are watery and his tears are about to fall.
Only then did I realize that I had asked a wrong question. It's really stupid You have to upset others at the birthday party. Embarrassed, Doug's father came back. "Honey, what's going on?" Have fun! After everyone leaves, make two papers! "
Doudou's father is an engineer, and a pair of high myopia glasses covers most of his face. It is said that he studies hard at school, burying himself in reading all day. He won the first place in the county in the college entrance examination. He once proudly said that his magic weapon is two sacks of test papers collected in the countryside so far. He told Doudou many times to transport these two sacks of test papers to the city and let Doudou practice in advance.
Oh, my God, two sacks are terrible.
Doudou couldn't help crying and shouted, "Today is my birthday!" "
What happened to the obedient girl today? "What happened to the birthday?" Mother Doudou speaks eloquently. The college entrance examination assistant is also the darling of the examination room, and everyone believes in "taking the exam!" Test! Test! "This is a shortcut and a magic weapon.
"no!" With a loud cry, Doudou rushed into the room and slammed the door. The whole house seemed to shake. I sighed, alas! Living in such a "scholarly family" is too stressful, even if you don't want to study. What should I say to such parents?
The birthday party broke up in a hurry, and on the way home, I was still wondering how much two sacks of test papers would weigh, how many copies and how many days it would take. After walking through the winding path, I arrived at my door, but there was still no answer. I am a "mathematical genius", which is a bit hollow.
The "Eleventh" holiday passed in a hurry, and Doudou seemed to be a different person. He sat at his desk all day, rarely moved around, and his academic performance advanced by leaps and bounds, from more than 20 students to the top of the total score. You know, the results of my class are very good in the city. 90 is pediatrics, and there are many people with 99 and 100. Think about it, what a good result it is to win the first place!
Perhaps, you don't know how Doudou spent his National Day holiday. In seven days, my father told his past, and my mother was also very convincing. Is it persecution or education? I don't understand. They were very happy to successfully pull out the sprouting pea seedlings. Doudou, who was obedient, is even cuter now. Six papers a day are always finished to the letter, even if they stay up late.
Doudou reluctantly accepted his father's magic weapon in the exam. Her goal is not two sacks, but two cartons. Later, Doudou inadvertently revealed that on her birthday, her father gave her two thick question banks, and her mother gave her compulsory exams. Happen to coincide, how consistent.
Yes, they always cooperate with each other in training the test scores of Doudou, unlike our parents who match red and white, one plays the good COP and the other plays the bad COP, and sometimes they don't know who to listen to.
"Congratulations, Qin Fei, this mid-term exam is the first in the whole grade!" There is a trace of joy in the mouth of the old class.
Doudou's mouth seemed to move slightly, his expression was callous, and he took the test paper.
While watching Doudou with a smile, the old class warned us: "Look at you, learn from Qin Fei, others work harder and get good grades ..."
Yes, Doudou works hard. The original big eyes seem to be getting smaller, and they often have dark circles. I looked at her with admiration, but more pity and sympathy.
After the mid-term exam, it is the time to select the three excellent students every year. There are five students in each class, including Doudou and me. The class teacher said that he would choose a "three good students" this year to run for the "three good students" and the highest honor "three good pacesetter".
The old class is judged by Chinese, math and English teachers, and two students are selected from the three outstanding students. The one with the most votes will be elected. If they are the same, a round of PK will be conducted.
What a coincidence, Doudou and I tied for first place with the same number of votes.
Good friends, neck and neck, deserve happiness.
When Doudou heard this, he raised his eyebrows and squinted at me.
It is this seemingly insignificant action that makes me sad. Where is the sincere friendship with Doudou? Why have peas changed so much in just a few days?
I feel very lonely. "Only I can understand your happiness and sadness ..." Who can understand my happiness and sadness except Doudou?
It is no coincidence that I compete with Doudou. There is no doubt that one is a famous writing expert in the whole school and the other is an exam expert with the first grade in the class. If it is really better than the exam results, I am a little discouraged. However, the old class said this time, what should be considered comprehensively, PK who has more prizes.
All right! I opened my eyes wide. It must be me. In recent years, I didn't get the best results in the on-campus exams, but I won a lot of prizes in the off-campus competitions, and it was the "God of Strategy" of Korea who won the prize. I was a little soft-hearted.
The next day, I came to the teacher's office with a thick stack of awards and certificates, and she still had a bag in her hand. Who wins or loses depends on the numbers.
In class, the old class said that it won 52 prizes and 26 prizes. 52 to 26, I have the absolute advantage, I won! But I am not happy, because I know that the goal set by the parents of "scholarly family" for Doudou is to strive for the first place in everything. Doudou's burden is too heavy. For this first, she really worked hard. ...
Since then, she seems to be against me everywhere. She was very happy when she saw my failure. She was very happy when she saw my sadness. Even when she met me on the road, her eyes were full of hatred.
Our friendship is getting more and more confused. I was really defeated. I really don't want my best friend to be an opponent. Looking at the photo on the bookcase, I took a photo with Doudou four years ago. I held hands with her and smiled happily and innocently ... why, once we grow up, our thoughts will become impure and not beautiful? Why do good friends have to be rivals in their studies? I don't want it! I don't want it!
I tore up this photo in a rage, and my friendship with Doudou was just like this photo-broken, broken and gone.
It came so quickly that it was unexpected.
It was the first summer after graduation, and the weather was particularly sultry. Today is my birthday again. As in previous years, my parents couldn't come to accompany me because of their busy work, so I stayed at home alone. A few years ago today, I was not lonely at all, because Doudou always came to accompany me.
Looking at the empty room, it was surprisingly quiet. Why hasn't Doug come yet? She's not coming. After the game, we had little contact. Before graduation, she took the entrance examination of a famous school and ranked first. I think her parents will be proud of their educational methods. Those two boxes of paper were not made in vain. I was admitted to the newly opened school because of those weighty certificates. One is on the bank of Liuyang city, and the other is at the foot of the mountain, which is the east and west of the city. Our competition and friendship will never return.
What is lost is so precious. I think of Doudou and everything about her. She smiled at me for the first time, held my hand to talk, comforted me when I was sad, and laughed with me when I was happy, because she didn't agree with me ... she did.
In this lonely time, I finally remembered peas again. Perhaps, Doudou is right. When I am lonely, I should think of her first.
The room is too stuffy. I want to get some air.
I happened to come to a familiar crossroads, where a large number of people gathered. In the crowd, someone lamented: "What a pity to leave so young!"
Mu Ran, an ominous feeling welled up in my mind-it's impossible!
I squeezed into the crowd and almost fainted-Doudou, who had not seen for several days, was lying there beside her, with large tracts of blood and fingers forward, as if trying to catch something.
I looked in the direction of her finger, and my tears couldn't help anymore-it was a disk, which had been split in half and had obvious traces of cars running over it.
This is Zhang Dongliang's album. Who will you think of when you are lonely?
It began to rain, and it rained harder and harder. I don't care that the rain soaked my clothes, but it froze my heart. Many people present cried, and the sky seemed to cry.
I grabbed Doug's hand and shook it hard. "Qin Fei! Wake up, wake up, don't you want to be a good student in the city? I'll give it to you when you wake up. Wake up! Certificate, honor, I don't want anything, I give it to you, I don't want anything, as long as you wake up, please, wake up quickly ... "
Lightning tore through the sky, and it rained harder and harder, hitting me, hitting my face and hitting my heart. Heart, still beating? "Bang", "Bang" ... but it hurts like a needle every time you jump up. One, two ... deeper and harder. I can't tell whether it's rain or tears on my face, but they are all madly interpreting a name: Doudou ... lightning and thunder beat my heart, once and for all ... and it tore my heart apart. ...
five
I came to Doudou's grave and put a bunch of municipal certificates of Bai Baihe and Miyoshi students in front of the tombstone.
Doug, you must miss me in heaven and be very happy! Doug, I don't know who you will think of when you are lonely, but I want to tell you that when I am lonely, I definitely think of you, yes.
At this moment, I seem to hear Zhang Dongliang's voice again-"Who will you think of when you are lonely? Do you need company? Your happiness is sadness, only I can understand ... "
That disc of Fuhe is treasured by me as a treasure.
Doug, only you can understand my happiness and sadness, and only you can understand it. You are the only one who understands me. But, can you tell me, whether I can, whether I am qualified to feel your happiness and sadness?