Chapter 172 I am so close to you, you are far away from me

   Although he was suspicious, jealous, and even cursing a certain man, Zhuang answered Zhang Na's question quite seriously.

   Zhang Na is a beauty, and Su Xue is even more so!

  Su Xue is the goddess of most of the boys in their class. As for the few boys, they are either addicted to the second dimension or addicted to station B, and they are also members of the bottom barrage at station B.

  Zhuang listed one, two, three and four, with analysis and examples, and answered concretely and in detail.

   and eggs.

   He has never been given a present by any girl.

   So the answer actually doesn't satisfy Zhang Na. ——Of course, Su Xue couldn’t be satisfied either.

   When breakfast was almost finished, Zhang Na's cell phone ding-dong.

   took a look, after Zhang Na was stunned for a moment, she smiled and said to Su Xue: "Xuexue, there is another video of my male god, let's hurry up!"

  Su Xue hummed.

  Two minutes later, the two held hands and walked quickly towards the girls' building.

   "Fortunately it's not Su Xue."

   Looking at the backs of the two of them, a classmate named Zhuang has deep eyes, and his heart is full of huskies, "However, the man's wife actually wants to chase back? Interesting!"

   The so-called male god's video is a blogger on Weibo, Zhang Na's attention "Piano makes me very unbeautiful", and posted another Weibo, the same as the previous one, but also a sentence and a video.

   Zhang Na's mobile phone traffic is very small, only 100 megabytes per month, and even if the traffic is enough, she will not watch this video on her mobile phone.

   The phone screen is too small!

   "I am close to you, and you are far away from me."

  Su Xue read the sentence on the top microblog displayed on the laptop screen, but after reading it, she was a little dazed.

   This is so similar to her current situation!

   "Sister Na." Su Xue couldn't help calling Zhang Na, as if asking but not asking, as if to say but not to say, as if to sue but not to sue.

   And after reading this sentence, Zhang Na seemed a little happy or happy, and said, "Xuexue, I guessed right, my male **** is really young!"

   In Su Xue's puzzlement, she opened a new browser window, typed the words "I leave you" on the search page, then pressed Enter, and then clicked a random one to signal Su Xue to look.

   That is a poem:

   You were born before me, but I am old when I was born. You hate me for being born late, and I hate you for being born early.

   You were born before me, but I am old when I was born. At the same time, I am happy with you every day.

   I was born before you, but I am old when you are born. we live far away from each other.

   I was born before you, but I am old when you are born. Turning butterflies to find flowers, and perching grasses at night.

   This poem is not long. The main thing is that the words are very straightforward, and the first few sentences are basically the same. Su Xue read it quickly, and then she said "ah".

She actually knew this poem, but she only remembered the first two sentences, and if she recited it, she would definitely not be able to recite it. She also understood what the blogger's words meant.

   is not so far away, but the ends of the earth.

   is not the ends of the earth, but "I was born before you, but I am old when you are born."

   "How old is the blogger?" Su Xue asked softly.

   "It's not written on Weibo." Zhang Na said. This is actually quite normal. No woman will publish her age on the Internet so that everyone can see it at a glance, so their "Internet age" is basically under ten years old!

   "But it's about the same as our senpai who just graduated."

  Su Xue nodded.

   So, twenty-three-four to twenty-six-seven-eight are possible. And the guy in the video, it seems, must be much smaller than that!

   Zhang Na has already opened the video at this time, and it is still maximized like the last time.

   Soon, the video starts playing.

   It's still the same guzheng, the same person, and the same hands.

The sound quality of the laptop speakers is not very good, a little fluttering, and a little hollow, but watching the video and listening to the sound, the two girls were still intoxicated quickly, and after one time, Zhang Na didn't say anything. Click play.

   finished playing again, and after a while, Su Xue said, "He plays really well!"

This time, even a layman who knows nothing, Su Xue knows that the person in the video is extremely skilled at playing, because in the second half of the song, the movement of that hand is so fast that people can't see it clearly, and more importantly What's more, the flexibility of those fingers is simply outrageous.

   "Xuexue, I'm done." Zhang Na's expression was complicated, and her heart was also complicated, "I just saw Peach Blossom Spring."

Peach Blossom Garden Su Xue must know, no need to explain, let alone search. In fact, she was very addicted to listening to it just now, but because she "don't have an embrace" in her heart, she was not as deeply immersed as Zhang Na. Then, she chuckled lightly, and then said, "Sister Na, do you regret it now?"

   She was referring to the fact that Zhang Na said yesterday that she would not pursue the male **** in the video.

   "Yes, sister regrets it." Zhang Na said.

   She did not regret, but blamed herself, and even a little doubted whether she was the legendary feisty flower.

   This man.

   That man.

  Why when she saw that, she thought that was her perfect male god, and after seeing this again, she felt that this was her perfect male god? Why are the images of the two people so in line with her imagination?

   One is good at music, and this is her dream and regret.

one……

   Yesterday afternoon, the scene in the library reappeared in her mind. At that time, she was passing by the side of the aisle, and the man just sat there, his fingers gently flipping the book.

   And at that moment, in Zhang Na's view, his fingers were not flipping the pages of the book, but plucked on her heartstrings.

  Really, without any exaggeration, she fell in just one look.

   Hate that you are not him.

   Hate that he is not you.

   The poem I read before still had a little residue in my impression, but at this time, these two sentences floated in Zhang Na's mind. For a time, Zhang Na's heart was really messy and messy. And in this mood, she refreshed the page unconsciously.

   At this time, it has been almost half an hour since the blogger posted this Weibo. Although it is morning, there are still a lot of comments below.

   "Blogger, did you see my private message? Please reply!" This is the top comment displayed at this time.

   Seeing this comment, Zhang Na remembered that after seeing the video just last week, she also sent a private message to the blogger. At this time, she inadvertently glanced at the upper right corner, but in fact, there is no need to look, there is no new news!

   In other words, the blogger did not reply.

   However, it is estimated that he will not be able to reply. The previous Weibo post has already been forwarded more than 10,000 times!

   It doesn't seem like a lot, but you know, it's a video of playing the guzheng! In the whole of China, how many people love music, and how many of these people have been following Weibo for a long time, and how many people who have been following Weibo for a long time...

   In short, if you count it down layer by layer, this seemingly "not much" forwarding volume is actually so much that it is horrifying!

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  Thanks to "lucienx" for the monthly ticket.

   (end of this chapter)