Night is the hell of the lonely and the paradise of lovers.

The night is not so beautiful, but the mood is beautiful, the moonlight is not so soft, but the person who speaks is so soft.

Zhao Yunuo behaved like a child, followed closely behind Zhang Ziyu, and they walked from one corner of the campus to the other corner of the campus.

The scenery on the campus was not as beautiful as when they first entered, but the two seemed so novel to each corner and shared their feelings when they first saw the landscape.

"When I first met the university campus, the expectations in my heart exploded. I felt that my whole life was a new beginning. At that moment, I was full of hope for the future." Zhang Zihuan pointed at the gate of the school and looked towards the gate Said the most magnificent library.

Zhao Yunuo nodded and said, "Me too, I feel that college and high school are completely two worlds. It seems like a new life here."

Zhang Ziyi laughed: "The trees here are better than they were then."

"The rows are like woods, and I like the sound of leaves blowing by the wind, like notes." Zhao Yunuo said.

"The first song I sang when I entered campus was" Legend. "Zhang Zi shouted.

Zhao Yunuo suddenly impulse, slapped Zhang Ziyu's shoulder, and then exclaimed: "Ah!"

"What's wrong with you?" Zhang Zihuan turned around and looked worried.

Zhao Yunuo's eyes were slightly moist, and he whispered, "I also sing" Legend. "

"So tacit?" Zhang Ziyi looked at Zhao Yunuo, his eyes seemed to smile.

Zhao Yunuo nodded fiercely.

Then both laughed.

Then, their steps were very cheerful, and they did not wait for time to pass, and they had reached the rockery.

This is an artificial rock stacked with artificial stones. It is not very high, but it is enough to block the light of the street lights. The front is bright, and the back must be dim. Laughter of boys and girls.

There are pine trees on the mountain, and the leaves are green and never change. There is a trickle on the mountain, and the water flows endlessly. There are handwriting on the mountain, and the pen marks are deep and never erased. There is light on the mountain, it is very bright.

"I like reading here." Zhao Yunuo said, pointing at the rock under the rock. There are many pieces of rock here, like seats, and now there are girls reading books.

Zhang Zichen said slightly, "I like people who read books."

"You !?" Zhao Yunuo raised his mouth.

"Look, there is our dormitory over the rockery. I often lie on the window and watch these people sitting on the rocks reading books. They seem to be practicing the path." Zhang Zizheng pointed to the dormitory building and said.

"You are peeping!" Zhao Yunuo said with a pout.

Zhang Zizhen smiled evilly: "This is not a girls' toilet."

"You!" Zhao Yunuo raised his hand to hit Zhang Zichen.

Zhang Zihuan turned and ran, and she chased after, so they ran to the garden in one breath.

The garden at night is not beautiful, but it is very fragrant. The daytime sunlight evaporates the floral fragrance of the garden, and finally the most pure fragrance remains in the flowers. In September, the golden chrysanthemum is not sweet, but it is very comfortable, just like two people standing in the garden, they are very comfortable, this faint feeling, so fragrant.

"Are you tired?" Zhang Zizhen asked, breathing heavily.

Zhao Yunuo also panted, humming, "What do you say?"

"Why not happy? It's more comfortable to sweat a bit after exercise." Zhang Ziyi asked. He saw that the expression on Zhao Yunuo's face was a little gloomy.

Zhao Yunuo pouted, "Why am I chasing you."

This......

Zhang Ziyi was silent for a moment, and said, "I'll chase you! Zhao Yunuo, will you be my girlfriend?"

"Not good!" Zhao Yunuo shouted without thinking about it, then turned and ran out of the garden.

"If you don't agree, I'll chase it!" Zhang Zizheng followed closely, roaring loudly.

The night on the campus is very quiet and the wind is light. The runners giggled to break the tranquility and attracted the attention of the students walking. They seemed to enjoy a scenery and watch them slowly come together and become gorgeous .

Zhao Yunuo's laughter was sweet. It wasn't so sweet. I don't know when to open the blocked voice in the throat, so it was so sweet.

Zhang Zizheng's chase was not that slow, but he really staggered that distance from Zhao Yunuo. She likes to run, he likes chasing, he doesn't dare to surpass her, maybe he likes this tacit understanding.

The runners were tired and finally stopped at the lawn-filled playground.

Zhao Yunuo didn't know why he came here. There is no light here, but there are many men and women in love.

Sitting on the lawn, the two looked at each other without knowing what to say.

Perhaps the quietest look is the best communication of the soul. Just by looking at each other, you can see each other's minds. Then, they all laughed.

"I'm tired, I want to lie down." Zhang Zihuan just lay on the lawn like this.

"A little dirty." Zhao Yunuo is a clean girl after all.

Zhang Ziyi smiled, dragged Zhao Yunuo to the lawn, and said, "Be with me."

"You, let me ..." Zhao Yunuo was complaining, but his mouth was blocked by Zhang Ziyu.

"Look, meteors in the sky." Zhang Zihuan shouted.

The exclamation sounds from the playground, and the people watching the night sky couldn't help shouting.

The meteor flickered, marking a fire in the vast sea of ​​stars, and then immersed in the deep night sky. In just a few seconds, it stayed in people's hearts.

The meteor is beautiful, and the timing is just right. Zhao Yunuo almost forgot to breathe. She has not seen the meteor, because she rarely looks at the night sky, especially lying down.

Is this Providence? Why did the meteor appear when he pressed himself?

The meteor has the meaning of nostalgia and the interpretation of the stars. This is an ancient and mysterious sight, and it is also a sacred and noble idea of ​​love. Legend has it that the men and women who saw the shooting star together will fall in love for a lifetime, and the gorgeous beauty has witnessed their love, marching towards that long galaxy.

Is it like this now?

Zhao Yunuo thought of the TV series "Let's Watch the Meteor Shower Together", and thought of Zhang Han and Zheng Shuang.

"Have you read the story of Murong Yunhai and Chu Yuxuan?" Zhang Zizhen asked suddenly.

Zhao Yunuo stayed, even a little shocked. Is this called tacit understanding? Why did he guess what he was thinking?

"Ask you? Wouldn't you have watched such a wonderful TV show before?" Zhang Zizheng pushed Zhao Yunuo.

Zhao Yunuo turned around and stared at Zhang Zizhen with a glowing look, then stretched his face after a long time and said, "Don't tell me about people and stories about love."

"Why?" Zhang Ziyi wondered.

Zhao Yunuo suddenly laughed and said, "Because I haven't figured it out yet!"

"You!" Zhang Zihuan froze, then probed Zhao Yunuo's armpit, and said, "Don't think about it, right? Then I'll let you think about it."

"Do not scratch me, you are bad ..."

After the two laughed, they lay quietly on the lawn again, looking up at the stars.

The night tonight is more beautiful than last night. Yuehua is slightly cute and star-like. The two men pointed at the night sky, guessed the Big Dipper, looked for the North Star, and were discussing the constellation.

The constellation is a legend, it is wonderful. In the legend, everyone has their own constellation, which is their own life star. Destiny is connected to itself, including life, and it is destined to say so. Constellations are part of life stars and are the appearance of emotions and character, so whether it is appropriate between people depends on whether the constellations are appropriate.

"I'm Capricorn," Zhang Ziyi said.

"I'm a Virgo," Zhao Yunuo said.

Then, the two spoke in unison: "Our match is 80 points."

"Have you checked?" The two spoke in unison again.

Zhang Zizhen laughed: "80 points is better than perfect scores. Nothing is perfect."

"Why? Is it perfect?" Zhao Yunuo said.

Zhang Zizheng explained: "Things that are too perfect are too illusory and never true. Although perfect, they are not as good as the best of both worlds."

"Best of both worlds?" Zhao Yunuo muttered to himself.

Yes, love is like this, perfection will be lost to the best of both worlds. Like Yi Xiangyuan, he is too perfect to be perfect.

"Yes, the best of both worlds, the more you love, the more you match, the one who loves the wrong person is a waste of smile, the love is the most sorrowful, the more pitiful the more you love the more embarrassed, the more suitable the more you love the more the match." Zhang Zi looked at the night sky and said .

"Sometimes you feel like a poet." Zhao Yunuo laughed.

"But I can't make poetry for you," Zhang Zi shouted.

"Huh? Don't you want to write a love poem for me?" Zhao Yunuo teased.

Zhang Zihuan turned his head to look at Zhao Yunuo, and his extremely firm eyes launched a kind of perseverance, saying, "Because, you are more beautiful than poetry!"

The two looked at each other and were silent. They did not write a poem, but they looked like a poem.

Haoyue Xingchenhai, looking at lovers.

Evening sky quilt, green grass mattress bed.

The breeze is soft and the lips are sweet.

Red heart to smile and read, Xu Xun Nian first sleep.

In this way, the two looked at the night sky and talked about their minds, but they forgot the time. Zhao Yunuo listened a lot and talked a lot. To this day, she has never told so many words with a boy, including her favorite doll from her childhood.

It was a gift from her mother when she was seven years old, and she has been with her for so many years. She imagines when she can leave it and stop sleeping with her doll. Zhang Zizheng gave her the best answer. He is willing to be her doll, a doll that can change her face, it can be hilarious, it can be a big white rabbit, it can be a pooh bear, and it can be a boyfriend.

When he talked about his boyfriend, Zhao Yunuo trembled in his heart, only then thought of time.

"The dormitory building is closed." Zhao Yunuo exclaimed, and quickly got up.

Zhang Zi looked around. There was no one quiet on the playground for a long time. The two people seemed to be lonely souls at night. At this time, the street lights just went out.

"Hurry up, or you have to sleep outside." Zhao Yunuo got up and dragged Zhang Zichen and ran.

"Ah, it's so late." Zhang Ziyi followed closely behind, and the two ran to the girl's dormitory building in one breath.

At this moment, Zhao Yunuo realized that he was holding his hand!

Her face suddenly turned red, like the awkwardness that was difficult to open when knocking on the door of Aunt Su Guan.

Then she heard Zhang Ziyi's shout at the door: "Good night, good dream! I'll wait for the rain."

She looked back and saw the gently waving hand.