Yoga Lin's world rings in the bar. Who listens to you?

Similar words, "I hope you are the last one" Yu Yu told me so, at her wedding.

1.

The university was divided into dormitories, and I came late, so that I got one more, and a business woman was arranged in the dormitory of the Chinese Department.

Yu Yu, I think she is the flower of our dormitory. She is the best for me.

I'm her lower berth.

In the dark night, the power went out and the dormitory was silent, so I could fall asleep at once. I was murdered by a hidden weapon.

You can see different types of hidden weapons every week, and the better ones are biscuits, chocolate and jelly. Almost a charger, a comb.

The most terrible thing is that the mirror and the book slipped between the beds, and my nose, which was not tall, collapsed again.

There is a rustling sound at night, and people who don't know think I'm hiding one under the covers.

I couldn't accept it at first, but I had to endure it. I'm embarrassed to say it. After a long time, the relationship is close, and it is inevitable to vomit.

Over time, with the sound of the rocking bed, my dream became sweeter.

Yuyu likes to nest in the upper bunk and read with a small desk lamp. She said it felt like this.

People's thoughts at night are the most complicated. She said that reading at that time was the easiest time for her to extrapolate to write novels.

She won't tell me or show me what she wrote.

I asked if I was the protagonist, and she said I was the protagonist's best friend. I answered her, hoping that the protagonist could find me a boyfriend who loves me and has money.

The woman's surname is Yu and the man's surname is Song.

2.

Yuyu said that she was in love.

I was joking when I exclaimed which man had such a good eye. In my eyes, she is the most beautiful, but I really want to ask if her eyes have grown to the back of the head. Why can't you find a handsome boy at school?

After being introduced, I also met this "handsome guy".

He looks like a man in an ancient book, and his prose is weak. When he speaks, he seems to have no humorous cells. He is stupid and just full of poems and songs.

His name is Song Mingzhe.

She confessed before I questioned her carefully.

Song Mingzhe began to pursue Yu Yu in the first semester of his freshman year.

The courtship of weak scholars is indirect, not as direct as that of men in northwest China.

He first found Yu Yu in the grade QQ group and added her QQ.

At the invitation of the literary society, he went to Yu Yu to engage in activities, rambling and inviting her to participate in group activities.

Although she was not forced to join the league, she didn't want to, so she was pulled in and given a position as a minister.

Song Mingzhe likes poetry, and Yu Yu is a romantic girl who is addicted to love novels.

Lovers talk more than half a sentence. When she was addicted to reading, his poems were sent over.

Yu Yu also embarrassed to refuse, just perfunctory said a good word.

Time and time again, he launched a poetry raiders.

Yu Yu burst out laughing when he said this. After the relationship was established, Song Mingzhe asked Yu Yu if he had never read these poems carefully. In fact, every capital is expressing love by diplomatic means.

Yu Yu, a student of Chinese Department, knows nothing about China's ancient poems. When she volunteered, she wanted to find a major to practice writing. Her lifelong dream is to be a full-time writer.

She knows nothing about China's ancient poems, and the Chinese in the college entrance examination is the worst. When she looked at the poem, she was shocked.

Day after day, she couldn't help it.

When Song Mingzhe sent her another poem, she decisively deleted him.

Yuyu has never been to a literary club again. She hates boring meetings.

A month passed, two months passed, and the winter vacation passed. Song Mingzhe didn't appear again, and Yuyu almost forgot what he hated.

3.

At the end of last month, Yu Yu borrowed books from the library and met him again.

She was embarrassed to mention that and nodded her head.

Song Mingzhe began by saying, "The Literary Society wants you to come back."

Yuyu was speechless and made some excuses to prevaricate.

They walked out of the library together, and he followed Yuyu's footsteps to the bottom of the girls' dormitory.

Under the steps, he finally stopped.

He stopped Yu Yu. "The novel contest ended in May. I hope you can participate. I have read your article and it is well written. "

The word "novel" speaks to Yu Yu's heart.

There are many people who write novels online, or what they write is not real novels, but a group of people who love to tell stories.

Some people can attract hundreds of comments with only a few hundred words, while others have painstakingly written 10,000 words, leaving only two or three comments.

No name, no breath, no flowery words, no rich experience, no wonderful articles. Why do people read your article and daydream every day?

Yu Yu is such a person. No matter who is opposite, she will pounce on anyone who says she has read her novel.

Song Mingzhe caught this and pulled Yuyu to his side again.

Yu Yu likes reading love stories, and naturally he likes fantasy love stories. She only had one first love, but there was no love after breaking up, and then she injected all her fantasies into the hero and heroine.

I don't know if the competition is too formal or something, but she just can't find inspiration.

She wrote and deleted, and didn't write anything until the week before submission.

Song Mingzhe came to ask for the manuscript, but Yu Yu said she couldn't write it.

Song Mingzhe finally began to understand once and took her out with Yuyu as the inspiration.

They sat on the stone benches in the playground and watched couples, children and lovers come and go. They didn't do anything, just did it all day.

In the evening, Song Mingzhe bought Yu Yu an ice cream, but this naive girl who was addicted to novels stopped there during the day and was suddenly overwhelmed by others at night.

Yu Yu opened the ice cream and love, and found chocolate in it.

"You don't like me." She glanced at him. Her face is already very red, and his face is even redder under the night light.

"I have long liked you."

In this way, two small hands were brought together, and Yu Yu's novel was successfully completed, won the third prize and published in the school newspaper.

4.

"What do you like about him? Not handsome, rich? "

She gave me a white look. The girls in Chinese department are just not as real as our strong women in business.

"He is very patient with me and loves me very much. He said he wanted me to be his last. "

"It's so sour."

Yuyu likes him, and I can't say anything.

Maybe it really should be an old saying that big fish and big meat are used to eating. For a change, porridge and side dishes are better than abalone and lobster.

Yu Yu's first love happened on the first day of junior high school.

At that time, she was still very conservative, like an ancient woman. She likes to stay at home, but she looks cold and shy to talk to her boyfriend. After they are together, she will even hold hands and put on sleeves, let alone propose and kiss.

Yuyu said that their relationship was confirmed in one night, when she had just washed her hair. The boy sent her a sentence "I like you" in QQ, and she agreed in a muddle. Four months later, the boy broke up again.

The reason is that Yu Yu is too conservative, unlike his girlfriend.

She hid under the covers and cried secretly, fearing that her family would find out. She found a boy and said that she really liked him. When she grows up in a few years, she can give him anything. The boy didn't believe it, so he found a new hot girl.

Since then, she has never talked about her boyfriend.

Many nice, rich and handsome people stay in her QQ contacts, and shake them from time to time, but she just doesn't respond.

In this era, there is no shortage of Song Mingzhe. He is aggressive and direct, reserved and hesitant, but he has become a treasure.

After being together, Yu Yu's eyes were full of his kindness.

She also told me that a girl confessed to Song Mingzhe, and he responded that he already had a girlfriend.

Sophomore, we are still young and carefree. We got the CET-4 and CET-6 certificate, and the computer has reached the second level. The rest is just for fun

Flash, junior year.

I was sent to practice, and I don't know much about Yu Yu.

Perhaps, many nights she wanted to cry to me with tears in her eyes, but I kept vomiting and pressed her back.

Probably, the two decided to take the postgraduate entrance examination together.

Song Mingzhe gets a scholarship every year, and his grades in all subjects are top-notch, so he is like a duck to water in reviewing.

On the other hand, Yu Yu dozed off at the sight of classical Chinese poetry, and got a headache at the mention of endorsement. There is no time to read love novels, and her love stories can't be finished intermittently.

Her purpose is simple, to be the last person of Song Mingzhe.

During the postgraduate entrance examination, Song Mingzhe was sent abroad for further study because of his excellent performance, and Yu Yu failed the list.

The day she sent him away, she said she was happy. This is Song Mingzhe's dream, and he finally realized it.

5.

After he left, Yu Yu told the truth of these two years.

Song Mingzhe is a child in the village, and his family conditions are barely adequate.

He always promised Yu Yu that he would take the postgraduate entrance examination, go abroad, get ahead and get a high salary.

He looked down on the rich second generation who gave orders at home. I guess I look down on instinctive inferiority.

With Yu Yu, there are fewer opportunities to buy clothes, and there are only a handful of opportunities to go in and out of western restaurants.

He always reprimanded Yu Yu for money, and taught her to cherish the present, save more money and not spend it carelessly.

With Yu Yu, his part-time job has been shortened. These, just returned from Yu Yu, went out to eat and played by car. If Yu Yu could pay, he would never say anything.

Listening to her talk about this, I seem to understand why he was like a clean stream flowing slowly around Yuyu, not in a hurry.

He felt inferior, he didn't deserve Yu Yu, and he dared not rush forward.

Since ancient times, literati have been fickle, speaking like a book, and writing and ink are all outlining their great ambitions.

Yu Yu's story is her fairy tale with him. They have a long history of love, but all he can think about is loneliness and the struggle against fate.

Yuyu said that they agreed to get married when they came back in three years.

She said, I hope he is the last one. Since he was not the first one, it would be nice if he was the last one.

As long as Yuyu is happy, I can't persuade her.

Once a person has what he wants, it is difficult to let go of his dizzy love.

Even if I cut off her four fingers, her palm will stick with his blood.

Three years later, Yu Yu is 26 years old.

I work as a clerk in a company and write articles in my spare time.

After Song Mingzhe left, Yu Yu stopped reading love novels, and her serial was broken. There are no love fairy tales in her works.

She has a pair of critical eyes, the Monkey King's mind and Tang Priest's heart.

In love, she has seen through the twists and turns ahead at a glance, and is willing to go forward, hitting a real stone, being black and blue, and bleeding like a river, but not red in his heart.

Song Mingzhe's reality, she saw, she felt sorry for him, she hated him, she didn't like him, and finally she loved him, she loved herself.

She said that first love was a joke, and she agreed instantly. They were together.

That time, she said that he made her grow up.

She no longer believes that others are kind to her. If she really loves her, she will have a little patience to keep chasing.

After listening to her talk so much, I don't know if she was punishing her mistakes when she was young, or if she was really captured by Song Zheming.

She will wait, three years, soon.

6.

Three years later, Yu Yu became cautious and I became secular. I don't know what happened to Song Zheming.

He didn't come back, but an email crossed the ocean and returned to Yu Yu's side.

He is safe. Poetry culture has spread abroad for too long. Let Yu Yu plan for himself as soon as possible.

She didn't cry, she smiled, and the punishment finally ended.

Parents organized a blind date, Yu Yu looked at each other and agreed to get married.

On the wedding day, Yu Yu said to me, "I hope you are my last one."

I laughed and said that she was stupid to drink. This is Song Mingzhe's sour lines.

She shook her head. "I hope you are the last person to listen to me tell these fairy tales."

The long river of love has been dried by the crimson sun of reality, and there is no mottled blood left by those heartbreaks. Just like her words, I can't see the sweetness of fantasy anymore.

7.

"I hope you are the last person" sounds sour, fake and cold.

Singing from Yoga Lin's mouth, I found the temperature of this sentence again.