It doesn't matter who is who

  It's almost a month since the holiday started, and Zhao Shuiguan suddenly found himself becoming an idle person. Without homework during the holidays, he watched others busy themselves after the early start of the vacation.

  Kazuki was eating ice cream and strolling down the street, deliberately slowing her pace as she chattered away.

  "Xiao Guang, you've finished your exams, why don't you go out and have some fun, travel a bit? You're always online," Xi Miao asked Zhao Shui Guang: "Does this look good?"

  Zhao Shuiguan took a big bite of ice cream, looked up and said, "Good looking, staying at home is pretty good, too lazy to move, hot and sunny."

  Xi Miao took the hair clip and haggled with the boss, while Zhao Shui Guang held an ice cream cone on the side, watching with relish. This was Xi Miao's specialty.

  As expected, it only took 2 minutes to solve the problem. With a pleased smile, I put on my hair clip and glanced at Zhao Shuiguang who was standing listlessly by the mirror, saying: "What's with the decadent look? You're still young."

  Zhao Shuiguang was quite helpless, she just couldn't muster up the energy, it was just that the heat made her irritable, it was just that she had no plans for the days ahead, it was just that she felt lost and disheartened.

  "I heard that Hope has a girlfriend now, it's that tigress beauty, you've seen her." Xi Miao licked his ice cream and said with a calm expression, glancing at Zhao Shui Guang.

  She accidentally bumped into a passerby who brushed past her. Zhao Shuiguan looked up and said, "Sorry." His eyes were slightly vacant.

  Xi Miao shook her head and hooked an arm around her waist.

  Zhao Shuiguan lowered her head, still immersed in the words just spoken. She knew that one day someone would tell her such a result, and she also knew that no one was indispensable to anyone else. Moreover, she knew that no matter how deep the wound, there would always be a day when it would heal, only no one had told her that this day would come so soon.

  She tried to recall the hopeful face, the smile with tiger teeth, the gesture of flicking hair when feeling awkward, and suddenly realized how long it had been since she last remembered like this.

  "Okay, she admits that in this situation, she is still a bit resentful. Why can men let go so quickly? Is it really because of the difference in brain cell structure? Why is only she stuck in place, she doesn't understand."

  Xi Miao Ba grasped Zhao Shui Guang's arm and said, "Little Light, sometimes I feel that a person's passion for life is like a cup of water. As you use it up, it spills out bit by bit until there's nothing left. My water has reached this point."

  Xi Miao's brush danced across her chest as she said, "Xiao Guang, you're still so young, and the water hasn't even been poured to the brim yet. What thing can't be redone?"

  Zhao Shuiguang looked up at Xi Miao and said, "No, I just think it's good this way now. Let's focus on doing our best with what we have in front of us."

  Xi Miao thought for a moment and said, "That's right, once we're in college, there will be plenty of handsome guys." Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly exclaimed, "Ah, let's go! Han Fu Xing's duck oil pancakes are on sale now!"

  Zhao Shuiguang watched as Xi Miao rushed forward, thinking that Xi Miao was either not serious when speaking or would directly threaten to harm others, the key being that he himself would forget after finishing speaking.

  Xi Miao said afterwards: "Come on, Little Guang, sister wants to have a good talk with you."

  So it became two women sitting in a sugar water shop, facing a bag of duck oil cakes.

  Xi Miao picked up a glutinous rice ball with her chopsticks, her eyes sparkling: "Xiao Guang, I'll tell you, the first person I liked wasn't Shan Yang."

  Zhao Shuiguang was slightly surprised, she thought that with Xi Miao and Shan Yang being so good to this extent, there wouldn't be room for anyone else in between.

  Xi Miao reached out and pinched Zhao Shui Guang's face: "What's with that expression? I didn't even kick you."

  She continued: "I had a crush on the boy who sat next to me in middle school, and I liked him for three years without telling him."

  Zhao Shuiguang's jaw almost dropped, she had never thought that Xīmiào, this kind of person, would also do something like having a secret crush.

  Xi Miao glared at her fiercely and said, "What's wrong? In the end, I told him that he had a girlfriend, but he still found me to come out and have a good talk with me."

  Zhao Shuiguang stifled a smile and said with a mischievous tone, "He's at Beida now, isn't my taste pretty good, sister?"

  Zhao Shuiguang looked at Xi Miao and was indeed moved. Such a fierce person sat in front of her, recalling the past just to help her untie this knot. Zhao Shuiguang had also played such a role before, and it was really true that standing up for someone didn't hurt his waist. The sourness and sweetness in between were only known to himself.

  Zhao Shuiguan felt very distressed and said to Xi Miao: "I know, I just didn't think it would happen so soon. It's really nothing, actually I think being together with that person at the time was a good thing."

  She knew that he had just made a new girlfriend, but he had never deceived her Zhao Shuiguan, and even the days they spent together were mostly spent laughing.

  So this is a sincere and genuine speech, thank you for making me like you back then, thank you for accompanying me through such an awkward youth. Because of you, I can sincerely bless, because of you, I learned to believe in love, learn how to love others, and cherish someone. It's all because of you that there is today's me. The gratitude is even greater than the pain.

  Both of them were speechless for a while, then Xi Miao said: "Xiao Guang, I think your teacher is quite good to you."

  Zhao Shuiguang looked up at her as if she were a mental patient.

  She turned her head and looked back, remembering the winter when she sat in the same position as Tan Shu Mo, everything was already very distant.

  "Zhao Shuiguan, in this world with so many people, who says that from the start they'll meet someone and be together for a lifetime? It's rare, okay? One day, there will appear someone who makes you feel like it doesn't matter whether you have hope or not."

  Zhao Shuiguan furrowed her brow, thinking of Tan Shumei. She knew that most people were like this - when their passion had worn off, they just wanted someone to be good to them, and it no longer mattered whether or not it was the original person.

  But talking about books and ink to her, Zhao Shui Guang wasn't a nobody, she felt that way with certainty, the image of his arrogant face floated before her eyes.

  Those hands, which had reached out more than once with determination, gave her a sense of security and genuine warmth.

  When I longed for a smile and expected a spring breeze, you just passed by, not a step earlier or later, quietly staying by my side. What kind of happiness is that.

  The store played Tao Jingying's song, who used to sing: "Ten men, seven foolish, eight stupid, nine bad". The crazy girl is now a mother. She sang seriously: "I also suffered, I also hated, I also complained, I gave up, in my own room, I felt happiness abandoned me, if there was no separation and betrayal, how could it be true love? Please try to believe in loving again, don't lower your head, don't be afraid of youth disappearing, I don't believe in simple beautiful dreams. I'm watching you from this shore, and I'm moved by your persistence. You will have a happy day someday."

  Actually, the beginning of every story is always beautiful because there's hope.

  But happiness has never left.

  She hides in a corner of time and will run out unexpectedly to scare us.

  "He's not just anyone"

  This afternoon, the sunshine was just right, but he was no longer there.

  Later, Zhao Shuiguan also tried to find that proud figure, wandering around the streets near the campus, but the campus during the holiday was already empty, "Maybe I missed it" she finally said to herself, with a hollow pain in her heart.

  That day, Zhao Shuiguan went to play at his cousin Chenchen's house. Because Chenchen's grandfather had made contributions during the reform and opening-up period, Chenchen's family still lived in a house in the military compound, with strict guards on entry and exit.

  Zhao Shuiguang made a phone call to Chenchen in the gatehouse, asking her to come out and pick him up. He leaned against the doorframe, observing the soldiers standing at attention on the platform, as still as stone statues. On this sweltering day, not a single drop of sweat was visible on them - what a feat!

  Far away, she heard someone calling her, Zhao Shuiguan turned back, the person was standing under the tree, wearing a military uniform, she smiled wryly, must have been hallucinating, when did Zhao Shuiguan ever know such glorious people as the Liberation Army.

  He walked closer, wearing a crisp military uniform, with a proud stride and an air of nobility, his phoenix eyes already smiling.

  The little officer at the gate ran out, stood at attention and saluted, shouting: "Good day, Director Chu."

  Chu Feifei nodded and pointed at Zhao Shui Guang saying: "This child is brought by me"

  Then Zhao Shuiguan followed behind Chu Shaoyang into the courtyard with a swagger, feeling quite like he was riding on someone else's coattails.

  After walking for a while, Chu Feifei turned around, and Zhao Shuiguan looked up and down, thinking that it was indeed different. Wearing military uniform, the person's seductive aura had disappeared by more than half, but instead revealed a bit of superiority, the temptation of uniforms, the temptation of uniforms.

  Chu Feifei stood up straight and bowed, and Zhao Shui Guang suddenly felt that this person was very sacred.

  Chu Feifei blinked and said: "Little Guang sister, how is it? Is he handsome?"

  Zhao Shuiguang nodded dazedly, very puzzled. How could such a person become an officer and fight in battles? It's indeed because the country is too peaceful.

  Chu Feifei patted Zhao Shui Guang's head and said: "Little Guang, don't look down on people. Being an official doesn't necessarily mean fighting wars. I'm still the deputy dean of the Police Academy, teaching military communications. That's not worse than your teacher."

  The buildings in the military compound were very old, and the trees were lush and stunning. Chu Feifei was chatting with Zhao Shuiguan under a big tree for shade.

  Zhao Shuiguang said: "I've already graduated, it's not about what the teacher taught"

  Chu Fei fei pulled at the collar of her military uniform and said: "Ah, no wonder. You guys were talking about how our teacher went back to England last month."

  Zhao Shuiguang was shocked and felt an inexplicable pain in his internal organs, but after a while, he said, "No wonder, Teacher Tan has gone back."

  Chu Feifei turned back and said: "Don't you know? Tan Shumeng went to attend a meeting."

  Zhao Shuiguang felt like he had been tossed into the air and then dropped back down, and he couldn't help but shoot a resentful glance at Chu Feifei. But all she did was smile and say, "However, I don't think Tan Shumeng will be returning to your school as a teacher."

  Zhao Shuiguang asked why.

  Chu Feifei raised her eyes and looked at her: "Don't you know? I thought your school would have told you, that Tan Shumeng was summoned to teach at your school as soon as he returned from abroad because the teacher who retired was his aunt. Otherwise, with Tan Shumeng's master's degree in finance from a prestigious university in England, why would he be willing to do so?"

  "Never mind, you'd better ask him yourself."

  Zhao Shuiguan only then realized that he knew very little about the art of conversation and writing, but what others said seemed to be a different person altogether.

  Zhao Shuiguang looked up at the dappled light filtering through the leaves and thought of that person's cold, stern eyebrows. He said faintly, "I reckon it won't be easy to see Teacher Tan again."

  Chu Feifei turned back and frowned, saying: "I thought..." Looking at the child's quiet profile again, she didn't know what to say.

  Halfway through, Zhao Shuiguan suddenly stood up and said: "Thank you, Brother Chu. Trouble you to thank Teacher Tan for me, wish him happiness and health in the future. I have something else to do, so I'll take my leave first. Goodbye." Having said that, he turned around and walked back.

  Chu Feifei is usually playful and not very serious, but she's also a seasoned player in the official circles. She has met all sorts of people and has developed a keen eye for observation. However, she actually enjoys spending time with Zhao Shui Guang, knowing that although he is polite to everyone, he is still quite guarded and has his own little tricks up his sleeve.

  Today I saw her so sincerely, and my heart felt a little uncomfortable.

  Watching the soft and gentle girl, like a spring day, walking forward with her head held high, wanting to say something, but not knowing how to start.

  Only standing under the tree, watching that child go far away.

  This year, 18-year-old Zhao Shuiguan learned that life seems to have many opportunities, but the things that are missed are very difficult to find back no matter how hard you try. When you turn around at the next corner, what's left behind is already a different scene.