On the 8th day, we just learned that Nan and his girlfriend V broke up, so the bad gang collectively dispatched to the time to have a dinner, gossip kill and plan to comfort him. After supper arrived at 1 o'clock, we collectively moved to the Liyuan basketball court, formed a circle under the basket, and 9 people chatted together.
It was not long after the typhoon, the scenery was very windy in the early morning, and only scattered spots of light were left in the freshman dormitory in the distance. I only wore a short-sleeved T-shirt, but it wasn't cold.
That night we talked about the separation of Nan and V, and also told Jiao a lot of truth.
I don't often use the truth to describe chatting. In this world, it's easier to turn a face than to turn a table by intriguing and cheating. Even in this small group that I value so much, the small group we call the "bad gang", there are still confrontations, quarrels, deceit, and even layoffs. In fact, I haven't fully stated what I think for a long time, and I always feel that Tho is a member who doesn't like BL very much.
But that night I was suddenly moved by him, even though it was vulgar to say so.
He asked us what we thought of him.
Some people say that he is indecisive, some people say that he is romantic, or it may be lonely, and some people say that he is selfish.
He answered them one by one. choked up.
I think this is a picture I will remember for a long time.
Bad help 9 people, basketball court.
Actually, it has nothing to do with this movie. It was just that at 4 o'clock that day, when I returned to the dormitory and lay in bed, I suddenly thought of "Blue Youth" and the title of a bean friend's comment, "When I am desperate, I have no friends."
When I was in junior high school, I went to the so-called "bad boy" school. As the name suggests, it was a small fight for three days a day. The frequency of dirty words in my ears was N times per minute. Classes are only in the canteen. At that time, although I was not a big sister, I didn't fight, at least I watched a lot of people who often cheered and cheered.
I feel like I'm just getting used to that environment, and I can't get out of the mud without getting stained or sinking into the mud. But at the end of the day, even now, that time is something I cherish. Some things called "loyalty" seem hypocritical, but they make me feel that they exist. A few times I was involved in disputes, and my friends around me told me that there was no problem, and they helped me get it done. I have to say, I was impressed.
Perhaps these are disdainful and despised by today's people. But just like too many people watching "Young and Dangerous" can also see tears in their eyes, these are what I cherish, the so-called loyalty, and friendship, although a little blind.
Maybe it's like Kujo to Aoki, Aoki to Kujo, and this group of gangsters.
It is precisely because it is too easy to turn against each other and shout to kill, that is why Jiujo is so important to Aoki. Seeing that the younger generation of dragging wants to teach Jiutiao a lesson, draw graffiti on the wall to demarcate the territory for Jiutiao.
But it is because it is so important that I want more. I hope the other party can tell the truth, and I hope the other party values you as much.
Some people are always bad at words and express themselves. In the past, when we crossed our shoulders and drank the same bottle of beer, we were brothers, and when we were about to start a movie, we stood behind and we were friends.
But how can the teenagers in the movie have such a good time. Aoki needs more. So when Kujo couldn't give, Aoki collapsed. The boy who is too bloody and natural, has delicate emotions but not thin lines, so he chose an extreme method to abandon this friendship.
The means are violent, and the words are vicious, but it is not just Jiujoo that hurts.
Because Aoki also abandoned himself.
When the last Jiutiao rushed to the top of the building, his emotions finally broke out. He finally understood that some emotions are not enough to keep in mind, some emotions need to be expressed, and some people are important enough to learn to retain.
But this youth belongs to blue. Even if the surrounding singing is "If you feel happy, clap your hands", even if Aoki clapped his hands until his death, some happiness could not be retained. The flowers are withered, and all that can be done is burial.
Now I go to the best college in the province, I have new friends, new groups. I remember that the senior year organized an autumn tour to Dinghu Mountain, and met Ting, a junior high school classmate at the top of the mountain, and she greeted me excitedly. She was a tour guide at the time.
That moment was happy, just like going back to the old place to relive the old dream, and seeing the person in memory again is heartwarming and warm. But I also clearly feel what change is. 3 years separated us too far. High school is a prestigious school, and every word of the fuck will be looked down upon, so naturally I can tolerate it. A few days ago I heard that Ting has become a mother and has a daughter who is close to 1 year old. And I was just reading my sophomore year.
this is life.
What Aoki painted turned out to be shadows. This is what Aoki left to Kujo and the other brothers. Because Aoki finally fell. But they always had his place beside them. Even if he had left, that spot was still vacant.
There are vacancies that no one else can fill.
I have known so many people. I have made so many friends who can be called confidants. We used to have heart-to-heart talks together, shared the strengths and weaknesses of others, and experienced together. Even though most of them have drifted away from me now, some of them have even fallen to the point of not even greeting me when they meet.
But those spots remain vacant.
There are vacancies that no one else can fill.
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