I’ve spent half my life studying scum, and I’ve done my best to get to North High Postgraduate.
I woke up and went back to senior.
“Go, go to the internet. I’m sorry.
I don’t give a shit. I put the papers in front of the backseat, “What’s the range of values? I’m sorry.
He paused and his voice was cold: “<-1." I'm sorry.
After the high school exam, he went to Qinghua and asked me: “Why do we have to choose North China?” I’m sorry.
I laughed: “Death.” I’m sorry.
One.
Twenty-five years old, and I took North High Graduate.
Quit working at the front desk and get ready to start a new life.
But when I woke up, I was back in high school.
The head is a red-spirited banner, and the head down is a test and a textbook.
At the end of the class, the headmaster came in and the classroom was quiet again.
The class teacher is Liu Sung-jin, teaching physics.
Because I’m in high school, and he’s been looking at me like that.
No, as soon as he was in the classroom, he was staring at me: “Sou Kau, what kind of a high school student is he wearing? I’m sorry.
I touched the earlobes.
Well, that’s a big deal.
And so he was submissive.
Maybe I didn’t think I’d behaved like that.
“We’re in class! I’m sorry.
I’ve been missing for years, and I miss it a little.
After class, Li Jinqiu’s face was incredible: “Sou Kau, you didn’t fight with Liu Da’s head. That’s all Ben’s got, and he’s just saying, “That’s disgusting.” I’m sorry.
I smiled.
Now in my eyes, these are clouds.
I just want to sit in Big North.
After a day of hard study, I was called outside the door before the evening self-study.
“Sucken. I’m sorry.
I looked up and saw my high school boyfriend, Luthor.
He really didn’t learn to fight and smoke, and I was with him because of rebellion.
Then we left the university, and the bastard greened me for months and flew with a sister.
Seeing him now, I just feel physically uncomfortable.
“Go, go to the Internet cafe. He called me.
I looked down and I didn’t give a shit, and the sight fell on the mathematical papers in front of me.
The last question… no.
I grabbed the papers and turned around in front of the boys in the back: “What’s the range of values? I’m sorry.
The boys are freezing and their voices are cold: <-1. I'm sorry.
His name was Song Zhi-yun, and he passed first in the city and went to Qinghua.
How stupid I was to waste such a great schoolhouse resource.
I laughed, “Tell me the process.” I’m sorry.
He looked at me for seconds.
Unlike Luxhu’s twigs, Song Zhiyan is a young man of serenity whose skin is white, their lips are light, and their eyes are estranged.
He looked down and cast a light shadow over his eyes.
Put your hands on the pen and write on the paper.
Nice hands, nice words.
I didn’t hear a word.
“Do you understand?” And the last one, he asked.
“Oh. I took the paper, “I’ll think about it. I’m sorry.
It took so long for Luxhu to leave.
It’s probably already killing the canyon.
“Why not go with him? “Song Zhiyan suddenly spoke.
“Huh? “I paused to realize that he meant Luthor.
I smiled, slowly approaching him.
He was unconscious and wrinkled.
“I’ll tell you a secret. “I’m going to go to North China.” I’m sorry.
Two.
Home after school at night, just opened the door and a glass broke at my feet.
My stepfather was cold-faced: “Give me back my money!” I’m sorry.
I’m freezing.
When I saw my mother lying down, I remembered.
It’s a month’s exam, Mom’s watching my grades go down, sneaking in my money, and I’m going to find a remedial.
As a result, the stepfather found that money was missing.
Because my stepfather was always opposed to me paying for my studies, and Mom was afraid he’d be angry and beat up, and said I took it.
We had no explanation. We had a big fight with our stepfather and left the house for half a month.
It’s funny that they didn’t come to me, and I’m delayed.
After the exams, my mother became pregnant, and I never walked into that house until I got to North High, my stepfather asked me to borrow money…
I took a deep breath, turned on the phone and turned the money back.
“Here you go. I’m light.
After my father’s death, and after confirming the amount of the sum, I will break your legs. I’m sorry.
I ignored him.
Quietly passed through the face of a ashamed mother and pushed the door into the house.
In the periscope room, I took off the star posters on the wall, put away all the flowers and all the fancy jewelry and clothes, tore down a piece of paper and wrote five words — I’m going to go to North China.
And then he opens his notes, and he repeats today’s mistake.
That night I fell asleep with satisfaction.
Dream of the blue sky of Beijing in September, and Boyata and Unnamed Lake…
3
The next day he walked into the classroom and the noisy classmates were quiet.
Everybody looks at me.
Go to your seat, and Li Jing’s jaw is almost gone.
“Soga, what’s the excitement? Her hair is cut, she doesn’t wear makeup, she wears a uniform? I’m sorry.
I sat down, I lost my shoulders and short hair and blinked at her, “Is it good? I’m sorry.
“Looking good is good…”
I’m going to open my language book, “Just look good.” I’m sorry.
Liu is right. High school students are supposed to be high school students.
I’m sorry I got caught up in some fancy stuff.
A silent text was written, and suddenly I thought of something and turned and knocked on Song Zhiyong’s table.
He looked at me, and he blinked.
“I figured that out yesterday. Thank you. I’m sorry.
“No need. I’m sorry.
He responded softly and kept writing.
Well, he’s a schoolboy, and he’s not wasting a minute.
I look back and continue to endorse.
It’s been a week.
And the people were surprised by my change from the beginning to the habit.
Even Liu Da-head doesn’t bother me much.
But not completely.
This day, in math class, Liu called me to the office.
“You know what I asked you to do here?” Liu asked.
“Don’t know. I’m sorry.
I’ve got a few questions I can’t understand.
He took a red rose from under the table.
The color’s hot and eyebrowing.
“The delivery was sent to school, stopped by the doorman. Banluche bought it, said it was for his girlfriend, the 12th class of Soba.” I’m sorry.
I just feel brain pain.
Liu Da-head beats the table: “Are you in love when you’re so senior? Call your parents!”
“I’ll break up, can’t I…”
“No!”
I can’t help but call my mom.
Because of what happened last time, she was ashamed of me. She didn’t yell at me, but she told me to study.
Call your parents and Liu Da-head let me go home and reflect for a week.
That’s trouble.
I’m sure I’m good at taking the North High School, but I’m in the middle of a cycle, and I’m afraid I’m missing some time-bound information on the high school.
When I went back to class, I was thinking about what to do.
I’m the only one in the class who’s good with me, but she’s not a learner.
The sight falls on Song Shi-yun, who looks down…
“Cauerical Hair. “I knock on the table and hand over a piece of paper.
He’s up, he’s faceless.
I smiled at him.
“Add a contact. I’m sorry.
4
My mom and I never talked about it with my stepfather.
During the day, I went out to study at the city library, to eat freely, to come home at night.
After two days, Song Zhiyong didn’t send me a message.
I asked him what happened at school and he didn’t come back.
I seriously suspect he doesn’t read his phone.
So this evening, the self-study was over, and I stayed at the entrance to the school and stopped him.
You don’t even read your phone? I’m sorry.
“Nothing happened.” I’m sorry.
I just realized he was answering the message I sent.
“So you won’t return?”
“Hmm. I’m sorry.
I stomped.
He really saves electricity.
I followed him to the subway.
“Can you stop being so cold? I’m sorry.
“No cold. I’m sorry.
“…”
After high school and the theater next door, there are so many people on the subway that we can only stand in the corner of the car.
I’m starting to think.
“Where do you want to test? Qinghua?”
“Hmm. I’m sorry.
“Don’t you want to come north? I smiled, and said, “Chihua can do it, and then you take me to the Qinghua cafeteria and I take you swimming in the unnamed lake. I’m sorry.
Song Chi-yeon is staring at me, and the light-coloured pupils are incomprehensible.
“They will be informed of criticism. I’m sorry.
“…”
This guy doesn’t have a sense of humor.
The subway came to the station, and I didn’t stand firm, and I ran into his arms.
Quite a mint.
I didn’t think, and I said, “You smell so good. I’m sorry.
Song Chi-yun was so stiff, he grabbed me on my shoulder.
“You have a boyfriend. He’s wrinkled, “Beware of what he says and what he does.” I’m sorry.
I looked up and laughed.
He’s a good man.
“You mean Luthor? I laughed, “We’ve broken up.” I’m sorry.
The day he bought the rose, he got it all.
Song Zhiyan is still wrinkled, not saying anything.
When I got to the station, I went out with him.
After a distance, he asked, “Here’s your house. I’m sorry.
Finally.
I was laughing and shaking my head.
Song Chi is confused, as if the brain CPU overloaded, completely incomprehensible about my behavior.
“I just want to stay with you for a while. * In the gentle evening wind, I called his name for the first time. *
“Song Chiyong. I’m sorry.
5
It’s too late to go home. My stepfather scolded me.
Scold me and my mother again.
“You’re going to have to call her a tutor’s degree. I’m sorry.
My mom’s down.
“I won’t give her a penny for a rooster college! I’m sorry.
I laughed.
Neither do I.
In North China, there are 50,000 scholarships for schools, and universities offer part-time jobs, with enough tuition and living expenses.
I didn’t argue with him and walked back to my room in peace.
Close the door, and finally there’s a bit of a gap.
The night outside the window is thick, the moon hangs on the tree, cold and clear.
At the age of 17, I could not understand the weakness of my mother, the aversion to the words and actions of my stepfather, the youthful world filled with roar and roar, and the rebellion to extreme hysteria.
With age, I have seen a larger world, more people, more peace, and more for the original family.
Twenty-five-year-old Soka, no one can defeat.
The phone suddenly turned on.
A message from Song Zhiyan: Have you come home?
I didn’t think I’d come forward for a few days.
In the dark room, only the cell phone screens send out cold white light.
I suddenly felt a little warm.
I: Here we are.
For a moment, let me add: Thank you.
I thought he’d be confused or asked why I thanked him.
But he didn’t say anything. He just answered one word: Yeah.
That’s really his style.
I threw my phone aside, turned on a light and spread the unwritten papers.
I have nothing but knowledge in books and pens in my hands.
The moon hides in the clouds, and the night becomes thicker.
The “I’m going to go north” was put on the wall, silently saying a distant and committed dream.
Six.
At the end of the week, I finally got home.
Lee Jie-chul pulled me to gossip in my class, and I had one set of answers.
“The biology teacher took leave to get married. I’m sorry.
“Lao’s head has been cut and looks bigger. I’m sorry.
“Song Zhiyan…”
“What’s wrong with him?” I’m sorry.
“The quiz is first grade. I’m sorry.
“Oh. I’m sorry.
“And, next door, class 11 confessed to him. I’m sorry.
I’m sorry.
“But he refused. “I’m sorry, I don’t want anyone to bother me with my studies.” I’m sorry.
I was laughing.
Not bad for him.
I looked back.
He’s down and writing, and that’s the angle where he can only see the thick eyelashes and the tall noses.
He only looked at me when I was in the classroom.
I didn’t say a word to me.
That’s what I want to learn from him.
Last month, our class ran down, and Liu was in a bad mood, and when he saw a student with a bad eye, he said two words.
My “early love” girl is a natural focus.
He called me to the office.
“You know what I’m doing here? I’m sorry.
Well, that’s another opening line.
I shake my head.
Liu Da Boss made a cup of tea: “Didn’t you contact Lu Shu? I’m sorry.
I keep shaking my head.
“I see you’ve changed recently, and you’ve learned well. Keep it up. Don’t mess with the moths. I’m sorry.
After the training, he waved me back.
I pulled a clean paper out of my pocket.
It’s not too much of a physical question, is it?
Liu seemed to have no idea what I was going to do, but after a surprise, he was prepared to tell me.
Well, he’s not a good temper, but he’s not a bad man.
I finally figured it out. I thank you for leaving.
One head up and see Song Chi-yun.
He was not far away and said something to the teacher who was the head of the physics teaching team, which seemed to be discussing a competition.
I looked quietly and turned away.
Go downstairs and hear the hurried footsteps.
I look back and I see Song Zhiyan coming.
“You’re done with this?” I asked.
He nods his head.
The air was silenced.
And he took a distance side by side, and suddenly he said, “Sou Kaor.” I’m sorry.
It seems like the first time I heard him call me by my name.
“Hmm? I’m sorry.
“Lao Sung’s temper is bad. I’m sorry.
I’m sorry.
I understood his subtext at once.
“You’re not worried about me being scolded, are you? I’m sorry.
“No.” I’m sorry.
I smiled.
Don’t twist and talk.
“Song Chiyong. I’m sorry.
He looked up at me.
The night was warm, the leaves fell on the floor, the streetlights and the eyes of the skinny young in school uniforms were clear.
“You run in front, one day I’ll catch you. I’m sorry.
I’m laughing.
7
Since that time, Liu has been saying about next week’s monthly exam, but has left me no more trouble and made me feel much easier.
“What should I do?” Lee’s lying on the table like she’s been pumped. “This is a bad test, my mother has to skin me. I’m sorry.
I offer a sincere advice: “Then learn well. I’m sorry.
She got up and said, “You’ve been a different person lately. You’re not going to be 10 years old, are you? I’m sorry.
“There is this idea. I’m sorry.
She’s freaking her chin out.
I put my hand up for her, “Come on. I’m sorry.
At my current level, it is far from the top 10.
While studying hard, after all, high school knowledge is different, and I have to start from scratch, to check for gaps, to use the degree of effort at the examination to prepare for advanced examinations, or even more.
On the other hand, it was the same day that SONG Zhiyong exaggerated.
Squeeze the pen, I’m snuggling.
It’s a short week, and it’ll be a month.
The examination lasted two days.
First day I played well.
Go home at night, study fast and rest early.
The next day, I went to school in a trance.
I didn’t think so.
I looked in front of a couple of sissy, frowning.
It’s very familiar. I can’t remember my name. It’s what I call a “friend” with Luthor.
“What do you mean? I’m sorry.
Oh, it’s about Luxhu.
“We’ve broken up. I’m sorry.
“Why did you break up with him? I’m sorry.
“…”
What does that have to do with you?
I looked down at the phone.
Time is running out and I don’t want to go on hanging around them and be stopped by a few.
“Where to?”
I laughed, “If you feel bad, go and fall in love with him.” What’s wrong, Luxhu doesn’t like you? I’m sorry.
It’s like a scratch. She’s changed.
I went on, “I don’t think you’re working hard, maybe…”
Pow, my cheeks go over and it burns.
Hit me?
The adrenaline surged, and I couldn’t take the test, and the bag was dumped, and I was with them.
I was outnumbered. I was too fast to move.
No matter how long it took, some passers-by took them away.
“Shall I call the police?” The nice guy asked me.
I shake my head.
Five minutes to the exam. I have to get to school.
She ran all the way, was five minutes late and met the principal at the school entrance.
Several late students were waiting for his reprimand.
It’s a blood stain.
He probably didn’t think there were three seniors who were late for the month.
“That’s the attitude, you’re late for the test too? I’m sorry.
Every word he said, my heart went down.
And finally, he said, “Let me take the exam.”
“What are you doing?” I’m sorry.
“I’ll take the exam…”
The women’s voice was suddenly heard on the sound and the entrance examination was rocked.
“Fifteen minutes to take the exam, late for the exam, no entry. I’m sorry.
I’m standing there.
“Student?”
“It’s okay. I’m sorry.
8
I’ve been working all morning in the school garden.
Test’s over, I’m back in class.
Lee Jingqiu saw me: “Did you not come to the exam this morning?” Why are your uniforms so dirty? I’m sorry.
“I’m late. I’m sorry.
I’m not surprised by the fact that I’m a rebel, and I’m not surprised by Lee. I’m sorry.
Song Chi-yun in the back seat has been staring at me.
I don’t feel comfortable looking at you with a straight hook.
I turned around and put my arm on his desk, and I was like, “Is it hard to take a test?” I’m sorry.
He’s still staring at me, not a word.
I smiled away.
“Not hard. I’m sorry.
He faded back, then bowed his head and reviewed the afternoon exams.
I suddenly felt terrible.
In his eyes, for whatever reason, I missed.
The mouth of the sea, once boasted before him, is now as ridiculous as farts.
I punched my fingernails in the palm.
English in the afternoon was absent.
The test is over, I’m the first to run out.
“Did you miss the exam this morning?” Liu Da-head told you to go to the office I’m sorry.
I went straight out of school.
It’s darker in the evening, and my head hurts from the sun.
Every step of the way, the anger is stacked.
I got into a black net bar with Luthor.
On a working day, there’s not a lot of people, and I’ll soon find the boss who’s been blocking me this morning on the corner of the second floor.
She’s all alone, wearing headphones and yelling at her teammates.
I shot her shoulder.
“Fuck, who the fuck shot me!”
Look at me.
I laughed, “Come on, let’s talk about life. I’m sorry.
9
When I came out of the bathroom, the school uniform got dirty.
Two scratches on his face.
But it’s more decent than the people on the ground.
I washed my face and walked out of the net.
It’s completely dark, and many of the phones are not answering.
A mother, a head of Liu, a Lee Jingqiu…
I looked in the eye, slammed.
He was so restless, he hesitated for a moment, he walked into the street shop and bought a pack of cigarettes.
I was sitting in a bench outside the park and I lit my first cigarette.
I really hate the smell of smoke, because my real dad was an old smoker and eventually died of lung cancer.
But I learned to smoke when it was the most stressful time.
But soon enough, so far, it’s been a long time.
When I light the second cigarette, my fingers are shaking.
Every sip, it’s disgusting.
At point three, the smoke was around, and I saw Song Zhiyong.
Somehow, my first reaction was panic.
After a few seconds, I took another sip of my head.
Well, now in his eyes, I’m not just an audition, I’m a little girl who fights and smokes.
I think so.
“What a coincidence! I’m sorry.
He came slowly towards me, probably not used to the smell of smoke, wrinkled his brow.
I squeezed.
Song Zhiyong looked at me, dazzled in his eyelids, cold and clear, full of alienation, and seemed to be back to the beginning.
“They’re all looking for you. He’s light.
“Oh, I don’t care.
“Why is the phone off?” he asked.
I was like, “No electricity, no electricity. I’m sorry.
The air is quiet down.
Even in the cities of the South, the night of the Twilight is cold.
I can’t help it.
Song Chi-yun stood before me and didn’t leave.
I finally became impatient: “Will you not go home?” I’m sorry.
He’s staring at me, still kind of unemotional.
And suddenly I was in a fire.
“What’s wrong with watching me laugh?” I’m sorry.
The voice was coming down, and there was a dim moment in his eyes.
He looked at me and handed me a bag of things. I’m sorry.
Hey, hey, hey, hey.
“Sucken. I’m sorry.
And the night came, and the sound was clear, and it said, “Please, talk to me. I’m sorry.
10
I stopped.
The night wind is dry in the eyes.
I lower my head and my eyes are blurry.
There’s something coming out of your eyes, the sound of “pumping” on your back, and it’s cold and cold.
The sound of a zipper coming from the top of the head, the next second, it’s covered in darkness, and the nasal cavity smells like mint.
Song Zhiyan covered my head with a uniform jacket.
I don’t want to cry.
It’s just a natural reaction of a 17-year-old Socchan body.
But I cried, in the dark, and I couldn’t stop crying.
Back in senior year, I was not afraid to hurt my family, I was not afraid to be scolded by teachers, I was not afraid to get into trouble with students.
I am afraid that, in the face of the future, there will still be no power, regrets or regrets, and dreams will become empty words.
A little cold fall night, I held myself tight, murmured in the darkness through the uniforms.
It’s like swearing to someone before you, and it’s like talking to yourself.
“Song Chi-yun, next time I’ll catch up with you. I’m sorry.
In the darkness, I could not see his face, but I heard a soft response.
“Good. He says:
Eleven.
I didn’t say anything that night.
Neither did Song Zhiyan.
Just stay with me until the last light goes away.
When we got home, we had a lot of trouble.
My stepfather’s roaring and scolding was filled with small houses.
I’m in the middle of a storm.
The screams of the stepfather seem to be getting further away, with the sound of youths being heard.
This time, I seem to have seen his look, the cold and clear eyes, soft and bright.
He looked at me and said, “Okay. I’m sorry.
The following day, he returned to school, as he had not been expected, and he was verbally abused by Liu.
Perhaps because of the change in my time, he did not drive me home, but only gave me 2,000 words of review.
Back in class, Li Jin-chul asked me to ask.
I was relieved to learn that I had to write a review: “Don’t be late next time. I’m sorry.
I nod my head and turn and knock on Song Zhiyong’s table.
“Thank you. I’m sorry.
He looked up at me and said, for the first time, “No. I’m sorry.
Turning back, Lee Jingqiu came in and whispered, “Why do you always say thank you to this university?” I’m sorry.
Always?
She nod her head.
“Maybe he’s helped me a lot lately. I’m sorry.
The review of Liu Dhai’s punishment took me two days to finish, which took a long time.
I was going to the office when I had dinner, and I got stuck in front of the classroom by a big guy.
“Sucken. I’m sorry.
It’s Luthor.
After what happened last time, I not only disgusted him with cheating, but also with his friends.
I didn’t give a shit.
He’s holding him back.
“Soga, I know you’re in trouble. I’m sorry.
Who?
I’m just going to put this name against that big girl boss.
“Sorry. He apologized to me, “It’s all her fault. It’s none of my business. I like you. I’m sorry.
I looked at him cold and cold: “Let go.” I’m sorry.
“Give me another chance. I’m sorry.
I can’t get rid of Luxhu.
There’s no one in the building for dinner, and I can’t help but struggle.
Let go! I’m sorry.
Don’t let go!
“You…”
Then suddenly he came out of nowhere, with a wind, and pushed Luthor away.
Luxhu back a few steps: “Fuck you…”
Look at the man standing in front of me. I’m holding back with Luthor.
“SONG Zhiyong? “What the fuck does it matter if I talk to my girlfriend?” I’m sorry.
“We’ve broken up. I’m quiet.
Luxhu is angry and is trying to pull me.
It’s been blocked again.
And when I saw two men in conflict, I grabbed Song Zhiyan’s uniform, “No, you can’t hit…”
The voice hasn’t dropped yet. They’ve been fighting each other.
But, contrary to what I imagined, Song Zhiyan pressed Luxhu to the ground and opened bows to the left.
I stopped.
Is college power full?
Finally, the boys who came back for dinner pulled them apart.
Song Zhiyan’s face was coloured, but he was not seriously affected.
I don’t know who told the teacher we were taken away together.
In the office, the headmaster was dazzled and Liu was side by side with the head and the teacher of Luxhu.
“You’re a senior and you’re fighting! I’m sorry.
And I said, “It’s me and Luthor and Song…”
“He’s harassing the girls. On the other hand, it is not possible to find out what happened to her.
“Who the fuck…”
Watch your language! The headmaster drinks and turns to me, “Is that so? I’m sorry.
I’m nodding.
It’s probably because of the first grade, the headmaster doesn’t want to make things bigger, but he frowns to Liu’s head and Lu Shu’s teacher: “You look after this.” I’m sorry.
After the headmaster left, Liu took me and Song Chiyong to the side.
“You still have contact with Luthor? Liu Da-head asked me, apparently holding fire.
“None. I shake my head, “He’s blocking me in front of the classroom.” I’m sorry.
Liu’s head looks to Song Zhiyong.
“Hmm. “Song Chi-yun confirmed my statement.
Liu should have understood what he meant, but he didn’t continue to make it difficult for me. I’m sorry.
Turning to Song Chi-yeon, “You’re a good student at school. Don’t be so impulsive next time. You two, take a 2,000-word review. I’m sorry.
Get out of the office and I’ll go to the infirmary with Song Chi-yun to treat the wounds on his face.
When I finished, I couldn’t help but say, “You don’t have to fight with someone like Luthor. I’m sorry.
He was staring at his wounds and wrinkled: “It’s like this. I’m sorry.
He suddenly laughed.
Look up to me, eyes bright.
“So, we’re the same. I’m sorry.
I’m stunned.
I realized he was talking about the scars on our faces.
I stretched my head, followed him and laughed.
The night outside the window was dark, the starlight was shining, the evening self-study bells were ringing, and the hours were long.
12
I’m going back and forth.
Two reviews in a row, and I’m about to get my book out.
A few days later, the monthly exam came up.
The report card is up front, and a group of classmates are watching.
“Sou Kaor, don’t you want to see?” Lee Jingqiu asked me.
I look down at the books and shake my head.
“I’ll go myself. I’m sorry.
She took the paper and the pen, and she ran upside down.
The girl was very interesting, and when she studied, she drew water, but the report card was detailed and careful.
I went on to read the book, and suddenly I heard LEE Jingqiu scream: “Sou Kaoru, you have scored well in English!” I’m sorry.
That’s what’s going on in my class.
I said, “Oh.”
High school English was much worse than English.
Lee Jingqiu came back with a little book upside down, and showed me the score taken: “You missed one, and you have a higher score than the three students in your class.” I’m sorry.
I took a quick look at my grades.
Full English, language 135, mathematics only 125.
I wrinkled my head off.
It’s not enough.
The pen in your hand is holding a few more points.
I’m finally in front of the report card.
Song Zhiyong is no doubt the first grade.
The distance between me and him, and the name on the report card, is remote.
I reached out and touched the first position.
One day I’m gonna show up here.
13
My mother and stepfather have become more disciplined since the accident.
Every night after school, I was asked to go home in time.
Naturally, I will not have feelings for myself, and I think it is in my heart.
They just think it’s embarrassing to be approached by schoolteachers.
My stepfather called me off the stage more than once, and then laid down on the couch and kept doing lazy work.
I tried to get Mom to divorce a million times, but she pushed her out of it every time.
She always said, “What am I going to do when I get divorced?” I’m sorry.
It was not until I reached the age of majority that I was finally relieved.
She was no longer my mother since she married her stepfather.
This evening I came home in a strange atmosphere.
I’ve never seen a stepfather look so gentle.
He called me “Sou Kaor, Daddy has something to tell you.” I’m sorry.
“What?” I’m sorry.
Mom’s standing down, feeling guilty, more disguised joy.
“You’re going to have a brother. “Happy? I’m sorry.
I said nothing.
Mother was pregnant when I went to college, and things changed.
My stepfather didn’t care about my attitude: “I talked to your mother, and you come home early and late every day, or you’ll be in school before you go to college…”
I laughed.
“What do you mean? I’m sorry.
I was staring at my mother, and she was unconscious.
I smiled: “No, no, no. I’m sorry.
It is certainly a good thing for me to stay away from a bad family.
After he packed his stuff and stayed in the dormitory, Li Jinqiu was the first to express shock: “Sou Kao, are you crazy? What if you can’t sleep at night because of your roommate? I’m sorry.
“It’s okay, I sleep well. I’m sorry.
After all, ensuring adequate sleep is also a key point for improving performance.
I stayed longer in the classroom when I was in school.
Almost every day is the first, the last.
The countdowns on the wall witness every morning and night, whenever I look out the window.
Next year at this point, will I reach where I think?
Unfortunately, winter has come and the city has been snowed for years.
The snow fell overnight, and a thin layer grew on the ground.
Many of the students jumped in the snow, turned, laughed, chased.
Until then, it was not for me to truly feel the youth of my body and the warm, high and hopeful heart of my chest.
Early this spring, for more than a month, the school did not schedule a monthly examination and prepared the final examination directly.
It’s giving me plenty of time to study.
The weather is getting colder and the examination dates are getting closer.
The night before the exam, it snowed again.
This winter’s snow seems to be particularly snowy.
At the end of the evening self-study, I stood in front of the classroom and looked up at the snowflake that fell in the night.
I wanted to step in the snow and suddenly I was called in.
It’s Song Chi-yun.
I waited for him, but he stopped by my side and kept his mouth shut.
The white lights in the classroom were lit into the snow on the night and lined with the side face of the juvenile.
I was wondering, “You…”
“Sucken. I’m sorry.
He looked at me and handed me something.
It’s a white wire-weave scarf.
“Check and refuel. I’m sorry.
He said.
It’s a cool snow night, and it’s warm, and it’s all over the body from the tip of the scarf.
The examination is always conducted quickly.
Last test finished, I dropped the pen.
After the last big up and down, I’m no longer a hot one.
After all, it is counterproductive to insist.
At the end of the exam, the students were excited to go home for the year.
Perhaps to give us a good year, the results will be announced after school.
In the classroom, Liu’s head is in the middle of a cold duty and his classmates are booing.
“We’ve got six months to get high. We can’t waste a day! I’m sorry.
We’re not gonna be able to respond.
I lower my head and sort things out.
I’ve arranged a cold break, abandon all rest and leisure, and never waste a minute.
It’s over, Liu Da Boss finally let us go home.
Everyone was cheering for coming out of the classroom, gathered with the people who had left the school and walked out of the school door.
I saw Song Zhiyan not far from the crowd.
“Song Zhiyan.” I’m sorry.
He’s looking at me.
“Thank you. I’m sorry.
I pulled a scarf around my neck and laughed, “Happy cold. I’m sorry.
The crowd is crowded and the voices of the young are clear.
“Well, you too. I’m sorry.
14
I don’t have to come home early and late after the cold.
So even if my stepfather didn’t like me, there was no reason to drive me away.
I’ve arranged every day of winter break as planned.
Although I had to take the test last month, I had a general knowledge of my own level through a routine test.
Horizontally, I should be the worst in math.
Especially this part of the function.
It makes it hard to do the big questions behind me and loses a lot of points for nothing.
At the beginning of the winter break, in addition to completing the school assignments, I conducted targeted training on a daily basis.
The reals are constantly being done and the wrongs are being repeated.
These are the ways I figured out when I studied.
If we cannot do it again like others, we can only do more and accumulate time and energy.
I closed my doors and kept my stepfather out of trouble.
A total of two weeks of winter leave and a few days of spring break.
I haven’t had a good spring break since Mom got married.
It’s either in a fight or out of the cold.
Back to the past, I am much more peaceful.
It didn’t show any displeasure or smile.
After the so-called “Yen’s Night” dinner, he went in alone to study.
In the middle of the year, the windows were full of firecrackers and fireworks.
I can even hear the neighbours’ spring party on TV, the children’s fun, the cups on the table, the family jokes.
The lamp creates a bright and silent space in front of the window, and I am like a lonely rebel, on the eve of New Year’s Eve, when the lights are set on fire and the house is filled with joy.
But I don’t feel alone.
It’s the feeling of life inexorable.
The sound of firecrackers is again coming out of the window.
I couldn’t figure out what was going on with my men.
I turned on my phone and sent my best friend a New Year’s blessing.
For a moment, I gave Song Zhi-yun a message: college boy, happy New Year.
Who knows when he returns: Happy New Year.
Still up?
I fell on the subject on the table.
I: Do you have time to preach?
Song Chiyong: Yes.
I took a picture and sent it.
He called directly.
I’m busy connecting.
“Hello. I’m sorry.
I wonder if it’s late at night, and he’s a bit dumb.
“Sorry to bother you so late. You didn’t sleep, did you? I’m sorry.
“None. I’m sorry.
Simple words, he goes straight to the subject.
Just as I asked him for the first time, it was easy for me to understand what he said, and in the end I was given a few examples to teach me how to do it.
“Do you understand?”
“I see. I’m sorry.
A new round of firecrackers began outside the window, which was loud and loud, while the voices of the young were becoming more silent.
I hold my phone tight and lie on my bed.
“Song Chiyong. I’m sorry.
“Hmm? I’m sorry.
I’m done.
“I’ll see you in Beijing. I’m sorry.
“Good. I’m sorry.
I laughed, “Don’t you question me? I’m sorry.
Two seconds across the street.
“I believe you. I’m sorry.
15
This winter, there seems to be no cold in memory.
This winter break is far from the dark of memory.
Mom’s got some sense, and stepfather’s attitude is much better than before.
Although I know it’s just a temporary illusion of this man, I’m much better than before.
On the day before the start of school, I had taken half a day and went to the mall to buy a pair of hands.
The hairy brown bear style looks lovely and warm.
When I finished, I jumped into the subway and sat near Song Zhiyan’s house.
Then he sent him a message: Is he home?
He’s back: in.
I: Can I come out?
Send it to locate.
Song Zhiyan: Okay.
I stood by the subway door for a while, far away, and I saw him walking.
He was wearing a dark, long coat with a long high leg, which was quite prominent in the crowd.
Too fast, soft hair with a wind blowing up.
Standing in front of me, the nostrils are a little red.
“What’s wrong? I’m sorry.
You think I’m in trouble?
I shook my head, “A gift. I’m sorry.
Speaking of which, I’ll send the box in my hand.
I was afraid he wouldn’t accept such lovely gloves, and I said, “Come home and open it.” I’m sorry.
He stunned.
I’m just laughing.
“Good. I’m sorry.
When I came home at night, when I was packing my bags for school, my mother pushed in.
“Smoke. She called me by my nickname.
“Hmm? I don’t lift my head. Keep cleaning.
She stood by me for a long time and said, “Mother has some money here, you take it, you keep it for living. I’m sorry.
I finally stopped moving.
Look at her hand and push it back.
“I don’t want it. After that, I stole his money. I’m sorry.
I’m not trying to be polite.
She shivered, suddenly covered her face and cried.
I frowned up.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry…” She keeps repeating it.
I used to feel sorry for my mother, but I always forget that poor people have something to hate.
Her cowardly cartilage, her resistance, her low self-esteem and her lack of responsibility contributed to this situation today.
Enough crying, and she put the money in my hand, and she choked, and said, “Mom, I’m sorry. It’s Mom’s salary. You take it, nobody dares say anything. I’m sorry.
Finally, I took the money.
Pull out a couple of them, and the rest of them in the drawer and lock them.
I don’t want to owe them too much before I leave.
I lay in bed at night, and I didn’t sleep right away for the first time.
I can’t say I’m sad, I just feel bad.
SONG Chi-Yon sent a message.
SONG Zhiyan: Thank you.
I was suddenly much more open.
I couldn’t help but think of the surprise he had to open his gift.
I: Are they cute?
A moment across the street.
SONG Zhiyong: Hmm.
This night doesn’t seem that hard anymore.
I closed my eyes and went to sleep soon.
16
The new semester began and the classroom was very hot.
A cold break is gone, and even if they are busy as seniors, they will not forget to share the holiday.
Lee Jingqiu is no exception.
At the end of the high school exam, I just passed the undergraduate line and went to a regular college. She scored lower than me, and went to the United States on parental arrangements.
And for many years, we’ve just been in touch.
Her self-censorship in her friends’ circles is becoming strange.
The face of the ponytailed girl turned into a tattooed, blind Goth girl.
She said, “What are you doing on your day off?” I’m sorry.
“Learning. I’m sorry.
She compared her thumb to me.
“It’s time for the final exam. I heard there was a recognition ceremony. I’m sorry.
I remembered there was.
Song Zhiyong is no doubt the first.
Thinking of it, I look back.
Young people continue to look down, have little emotion and do not seem to care about their test results.
Maybe that’s what it’s called.
The school soon organized us into the playground.
On the podium, the principal made a brief statement, after which the first 20 years of age were read out by the head of the class.
Every time you call, you go up and get the prize.
Twenty to eleven, without me.
I was suddenly nervous.
I’ve been thinking about getting into the top ten, but I haven’t been quite sure about it in the last few months.
The grade director started reading the tenth name.
I closed my eyes.
“Nineth place…”
Not me.
“Eightth place…”
Not me.
“Seventh place…”
He’s down.
“Twelve Ben, Soka.”
My fellow students were crying to me.
Even Liu Da-head.
I’m the only one who can relax, leave the team, walk out of the crowd, head up and step up to the podium.
It’s nothing to be surprised at. It’s my place.
The headmaster continues to call his name.
Until the first grade, Song Chi-yun came to the stage.
The headmaster gave us a medal and said: “I hope that you will remain in this position when you pass.” I’m sorry.
Then we went out.
When the winter sun was warm and there were no clouds, I ran to Song Zhiyan’s side and asked, “Are you surprised that I was here?” I’m sorry.
When you speak white, Song Zhiyan looks at me, and the eyes of the young seem to shine in the winter.
“See you in Beijing.” I’m sorry.
17
The new semester has been organized.
There are people who are shocked and skeptical about my achievements.
There’s no shortage of people who told lies about my exams.
I didn’t care too much about it.
After all, it’s just the beginning.
After that, I’ll slowly prove myself.
My gloves, Song Chi-yun wears them every day on his way home.
Boys wear it on their hands, but they’re too cute to be expected, and Song Zhiyong is laughing at other boys.
But he’s still wearing it.
I can’t help but laugh and have some secret sweetness.
They don’t know. It’s my glove.
After another monthly exam, spring finally came.
My grades are up again and I’m in the first five years.
Those of you who lied about my exams were losing their voices.
The head of Liu looked at my progress and asked me to speak to him once and specifically, “Don’t ever miss again.” I’m sorry.
I nod my head.
“No love! I’m sorry.
I keep nodding.
He ended up with a cup of tea: “Now that we’re in the class, it’s you and Song Zhiyan who’s the best. But he’s first in the year of steady and steady, and you’re the black horse that was killed halfway, so you mustn’t take it lightly. I’m sorry.
“I know, thank you, sir. I’m sorry.
The 100-Day Vow will be here soon.
From this moment on, the senior examination entered the 100-day countdown.
Just when I thought it was going well for the seniors, there was an intern.
It’s not someone else, it’s the little lady I beat up last time.
I almost forgot to breathe when I saw her.
So he pretended that he did not know me, and he ended his introduction, and went straight to bed in the back row.
Song Zhiyan seems to notice a change in my face: “What’s wrong? I’m sorry.
I shake my head.
After school, I met Lucien on my way back to the dorm.
The alarm is ringing in the heart.
“Suma, don’t get me wrong. I’m not here to bother you. I’m sorry.
He hasn’t come to see me since he was taught a lesson.
“I know you’re doing well, and I’m just trying to learn, and I’m not gonna keep you. “I just want to tell you whatever is bright.” I’m sorry.
“What happened to her?”
“Her parents forced her to go back to school, and she said yes, but called for you, and her uncle was in the Department of Education, and she got someone to get her in. He did. “I know you guys had a fight. Be careful. I’m sorry.
I nodded my head at the faceless place and passed him by.
You don’t have to remind me, I know this little girl came after me.
The day after that, I was careful.
But it’s strange that she still pretends she doesn’t know me and sleeps in the back row every day.
Days are like old times.
But I’ve always had a feeling of anxiety.
After the 100-day oath, the examination was very frequent.
At every test, Liu Da-head was very important.
Especially this whole city exam.
The day before the examination I checked the student card and the pass, I came to the classroom the next day and couldn’t find it.
“Is it in the dorm? @LiJingqiu warns:
I think I brought the classroom.
No way, I just have to go back.
Close to the examination, the dormitory building was empty.
When I looked in there, I suddenly heard a “sing” outside the door.
A bad premonition rises inside.
I’ll walk to the door and pull.
The door is locked.
Don’t even think about it.
“Don’t let it shine!” We cried out.
I couldn’t see her through the door, but I heard her laugh.
She’s laughing, “I’m not going, you’re not going. I’m sorry.
Then I heard the footsteps of walking away.
I hit the doorboard and called for help, and no one answered.
At this point, the dorm is empty.
I went back to my cell phone and realized it was in the classroom.
Suddenly a huge despair has taken hold of me.
I don’t know what time it is.
I’m not going to miss the exam just after I promised Liu Da-chun.
I’m also about to hit first grade.
The brain was blank for a few minutes, and suddenly it heard the rushing footsteps.
“Sou Kau, are you in the dormitory?” Lee Jinqiu.
In the darkness, a ray of light dawned, and I rushed to respond: “I am.” I’m sorry.
She tried to open the door.
“The door is locked. I said:
“I’m going to go get the keys. I’m sorry.
LEE Jingqiu is back.
The moment the door opened, I was relieved.
“Come on, be late soon. I’m sorry.
I suddenly realized one more question: “My student card, my pass, has not been found. I’m sorry.
“Song Chi-yun found it for you. I’m sorry.
“Aah?”
Run out of the dorm, stand at the door and hand me something.
Look at me and wonder, Li Jinqiu helped to explain: “When Qingqin was thrown into the trash, Song Zhiyong found out and asked me to come back to your dormitory. I’m sorry.
“Did she lock you in a dormitory?” I’m sorry.
Song is staring at me and waiting for answers.
I’ve returned to calm: “I’ll explain when I’m done with the test. I’m sorry.
He nods his head: “Well. I’m sorry.
18
The two-day examination was successfully completed in a desperate manner.
But she has failed, and she will not be found anywhere.
After the exam, I found Liu Da Boss.
And told me from the beginning and from the end of that which was bright.
“So you missed your exam last semester because she was bothering you? I’m sorry.
I bowed my head. I’m sorry.
Liu’s head was silent for a moment.
The fact that seniors are able to step in directly indicates that the power of being a close relative is very strong and that Liu Dao finds it difficult and normal.
“Sensei, actually…”
“I know. I’ll take care of this. Go back and study. I’m sorry.
I’m nodding, I’m not talking, I’m going.
Out of the office, Song Chi-yun stood outside the door.
I don’t know how long it’s been.
“Sucken. “He stopped me.
In the evenings, there was a long-distance luminous radiance, and five young men, only one eye brightened.
“Hmm? I’m sorry.
“This will never happen again. He looked at me, “I assure you. I’m sorry.
I’m just a little…
Actually, I’d like to make fun of him and ask him how to promise.
Think about it or forget it.
The man is sometimes too straight to be so bent about.
But every word is true.
I nod my head and laugh, “Okay. I’m sorry.
After that day, he never returned to our class.
I thought Liu’s head would be in the mud, but I didn’t think he’d go straight to the headmaster.
I’m going to throw the security footage of the dormitory corridor in front of the principal.
There was power behind her family, but nothing had come to light and no one had dared to protect her.
It’s best not to let a rat’s shit ruin a pot of porridge.
19
The test results came out very quickly.
I’m shocked again.
The second in the total grade was only one point less than Song Chi-yun.
The first and second grades are in our class, and Liu’s head is so full that he can learn from me.
It’s too legendary for the scum to go back to the second grade. A lot of people in school know about me and people come to visit me in our class.
I also received a letter as a result.
I thought it was a love letter, opened it and spilled three or four pages, and I was asked to learn how.
…it’s crazy.
However, Li Jingqiu did not know that I had been told about my receipt.
After school at night, I’ll get up as usual.
So Chi-Yen is still here.
And he stares at me with certainty, and his lips are drawn into a straight line.
“Someone wrote to you? I’m sorry.
I’m sorry.
“Hmm. I’ll give it to him, I’ll make fun of it, “Look, maybe you can write back. I’m sorry.
His lips are tight, and there’s nothing on his face.
But after all this time, I became acutely aware that he seemed somewhat unhappy.
I’m still laughing, pushing the letter to him.
“Look at this. I’m sorry.
SONG Zhiyong was reluctant to pick up.
Turned two pages and he laughed.
“Why don’t you talk to him about learning? I’m sorry.
SONG Zhiyong didn’t say anything.
Then suddenly I said:
“Today is my birthday. I’m sorry.
“Aah?”
I didn’t react.
“I haven’t made a wish yet. He said, “But I want to give you a wish. I’m sorry.
In the white light, the young man’s eyes are pure, and he says childish but pious words.
I was suddenly infected by this atmosphere.
“Let’s make a wish together. I said:
He nodded his head and closed his eyes with me.
If I put it in the past, I would certainly sneer at this childish and meaningless act.
But once again, I suddenly felt that it was perhaps because of such stupid things that youth was missed by countless people.
“What wish did you make? He asked me.
“It doesn’t work. “Happy birthday. I’m sorry.
20
In the end, the second grade is not so good.
I’ve had some good grades, but I’m still in the top five.
And Song Chi-yun is still the first grade unmovable.
The victory made me look at Song Zhiyan from time to time and want to see how he learned.
Li Jinqiu found out several times.
She leans over and laughs: “You don’t love Song Zhiyan, do you?” I’m sorry.
“…”
And fearing her loud mouth, I commanded her: “This is the crucial time of the third year of high school, so don’t say anything. I’m sorry.
“I’m just kidding. “Did you notice that I’ve been working hard lately?” I’m sorry.
That’s what she said.
Indeed, since I started making changes, her attitude has been more serious than before.
After all, there must be a good learning atmosphere in the back, sitting first grade, sitting next to second grade.
The atmosphere in the class began to suffocate, as the examination slowly approached.
Even the loudest classmates of the day have quieted down.
Nobody wants to be ash at this critical point.
Everyone wants to be a black horse.
Twilight Spring, the weather is getting hot.
One day, during the lunch break, the doorman told me someone was looking for me.
I put on a jacket and I went to the school entrance.
Get out of the school door and see Mom.
She was wearing a black dress, carrying snacks with her hands, seeing me, with a bit of a look.
Of course I’m surprised she showed up.
But it surprised me, it was her size.
How can you be so thin when you’re six months pregnant?
She came slowly towards me and blinked unsuspectingly: “Can I talk to you? I’m sorry.
If it’s 17 years old Soga, you’ll never leave.
But now standing in front of her is 25-year-old Soba.
I looked calmly and walked into a fast-food restaurant opposite the school.
“Smoke, I…” She’s down, “divorce.” I’m sorry.
I stopped.
I’ve been thinking about a lot of reasons why she came to me, which is the most unexpected.
She then whispered to me about the divorce process.
When I stayed in school, she and her stepfather had a good time, but soon the man showed his true face and went out to drink and gamble.
She got pregnant, she got scared, she told me about him.
At first, he put up with the children.
Last time he came home from a drink, she just said two words, and he started smashing things, pushing her and pushing her straight down the stairs.
She had an abortion.
The pain and feelings of the lost child were trampled upon, and the woman was finally awakened.
Weak as she can no longer bear it.
Accompanied by his sister, the man was sued for divorce.
I listened silently, and suddenly there was a feeling of life.
And she believed in her life with her stepfather, no matter how I persuaded her.
Once again, she became pregnant early and saw the man ‘ s face earlier and was able to stop her damage in time.
Like the butterfly effect, every ring reveals the magic of fate.
“It’s been a month since Kaoru told you about it.
We said: “I do not care at all about you, much less about distraction. I’m sorry.
Her eyes were red.
But she didn’t cry and she endured the gnashing: “Mother is sorry for you.” I heard your class teacher say that you’ve come a long way and you’ve kept going.
“The afternoon lesson is about to begin. I interrupted her, “I don’t have time for snacks. Take them back. I’m sorry.
I didn’t look at her again.
I’m the only one who knows that I’m not happy to say that.
Every step, a point is heavy inside.
In the afternoon class, for the first time I’ve been distracted.
I remember when I was little, and one winter, I started a fever in the middle of the night.
It’s snowing outside. Dad’s been working late. Mom’s holding me to the hospital.
Without a hitch, she ran in the snow at night.
Her arms were so warm, so warm that I thought it would be my whole life.
Until Dad died, she remarried, became someone else’s wife, then someone else’s mother.
It’s a lie to say no.
But now that she’s divorced and I’m putting the hate of the past on it, is it true?
After school, Song and I left last.
That seems to be our understanding.
But this time I did not discuss learning with him, nor did I speak freely about the future and dreams.
I just asked him, “Have you ever hated anyone? I’m sorry.
He swooped and shook his head.
And I asked, “What if you hate this man? I’m sorry.
He looked at me quietly.
I didn’t really like the way he looked, like I had no secrets in front of him, and he could see through me.
And now I’m enjoying it.
Nothing to say will give me peace of mind.
The lights in the opposite building went out and the noisy crowd in the corridor dispersed.
Song Zhiyan finally said, “Just do what makes you comfortable. I’m sorry.
And lo! We were relieved.
If it’s my regret to pass, it’s probably as well.
Why don’t I give our mother and daughter another chance?
Even if it cannot be done with all its heart, it will not be completely cut off.
So that night, I called Mom.
I said, “Mom, you’re right to choose divorce. Don’t be too sad. Live a life. I’m sorry.
She finally cried on the phone.
But I didn’t say anything.
Just before I hung up on the phone, I said, “You should study, Mama won’t keep you. I’m sorry.
21
In May, the school held its final test.
The result was again unexpected.
I joined Song Chi-yan in first grade.
Even the head of Liu can’t help but be surprised: “I’ve brought a class teacher for years, and for the first time there are two first graders in a class. I’m sorry.
But I still have some regrets.
After all, I didn’t shake Song Zhiyong’s first throne until the final exam.
I turned around and knocked on his desk.
Just like when I first spoke to him, I smiled.
“As my name is rising steadily, I’m supposed to be better than yours. Are you nervous? I’m sorry.
He had raised his eyes from his books and his eyes were no longer as cold as they had begun to be.
He smiled with me, handsome eyebrows.
“That’s better. I’m sorry.
22
The number of exercises is too high to really overcome tensions.
I was surprisingly calm that day.
I’ve seen all the papers once.
When I first got back to senior year, I didn’t think I’d remember the question.
But the years of advanced examinations, coupled with the length of time, did not make it clear what the subjects were.
I can only believe that there must be no mistake in the effort.
Song Chi-yun and I have a point.
We stood side by side outside the school door for a while before entering the examination.
But we didn’t say anything. We gave each other a firm look.
Until the next day, when the exam was finished, the afternoon was ready for English.
He called me, “Succa.” I’m sorry.
I’ll be back.
“I’ve got something to tell you.” I’m sorry.
“The coincidence. I laughed, “I want to talk to you too. I’m sorry.
He stunned.
Smile too.
It’s not hard to get the last English, and it’s just half the time.
There is even time to check twice.
The exam is over, I’m out of the exam.
The crowd is raging, and every student around it is full of unstoppable excitement and leaps.
I walk out of the hallway, turn around, and the sunset is warm.
The summer wind strokes, I close my eyes and for the first time feel so warm in the evening sun.
Get out of front of the school, I saw Song Shiyong.
So he went up.
He looked back in the crowd and seemed to coincide with several images.
“Song Chiyong. * I’m breathing and I can’t stop laughing. *
And I said out loud, without regard, “I want to tell you that you will be able to attain Qinghua.” I’m sorry.
He looked at me.
Ziul laughed.
And I approached him two steps: “What do you want to tell me? I’m sorry.
And he looked at me, and his smile was filled with tenderness.
It’s hard to believe he’s gonna show up like that.
He took a step forward and put his head down in my ear.
In the smell of mints, We heard his secret and solemn voice.
“I want to tell you…
“I like you. I’m sorry.
23
If I have a record of my life, the summer of my senior year, I’m going to have a few high-light moments.
It’s only a pity I didn’t take Song Zhiyong.
He’s city-wide, I’m an eye.
But we both met with Top2 recruitment and robbery.
In the end, he went to Qinghua and I chose North China.
Song Zhiyong finally asked why he had to choose North China. I’m sorry.
I laughed: “Death.” I’m sorry.
After all, in my last life of chaos, the Great North gave me a way forward.
By the way, I promised to stay with Song.
Although this man is sometimes a slightly straight man, in his third year of high school he has given me considerable moral support.
It’s a lie not to move.
We spent almost the whole summer together.
And his arms were green and firm.
It’s 18-year-old emotion, passion, courage.
We eat, drink and drink, we learn together, we want to live in Beijing.
There is Lee Jingqiu, who, despite her efforts, has a poor record of achievement.
Soon after the results came out, she decided to read it again, and she made a speech: “Wait, I’ll come to you in Beijing next year, remember to invite you.” I’m sorry.
Song and I laughed and promised.
The day before I left for Beijing, Song Chi-yun and I watched the sunset on the Ferris wheel.
And I said, “I had a dream that I was still the scum, and I went to an ordinary university, and we did not cross, much less be together.” I’m sorry.
I waited to see how Song Chi-yun answered.
And he said, “What if the time line goes back?” I’m sorry.
I’m sorry.
“If one day we meet again, there may still be a chance to be together. He continues.
I never thought so.
“So if we meet again, will you fall in love with me? I’m stupid to ask.
At this point, the Ferris wheel rises to the top, the sun falls below the horizon, and the sky-deep blues intersect with orange red.
He softly smiled, slowly leaning.
And when the kiss fell, I heard his answer as a promise.
“I will. I’m sorry.
(concluded text)
The former SONG Shiyong perspective
One.
I noticed Soka, it’s next semester in high school.
Liu Sung-jin moved her seat to me for some reason.
Honestly, it’s good for me.
After all, an empty front seat means no one gets in my sight during class.
She seems to be in truancy, and even when she comes, she sleeps down.
At first, I thought her grades were in the back of the class, so I was curious to look for her name on the report card.
Unexpectedly, she’s down.
So she’s a smart guy.
I can’t understand being a smart man without learning.
Her hair was long, a few picks of blue, the kind of peacock blue.
When she gets up or sits in her seat, she takes a breath.
It’s light, but it smells good.
She said very little and sat at the table for six months, and she only said two words to me.
“Sorry. I’m sorry.
“Thank you. I’m sorry.
I can’t remember the conversation.
She doesn’t seem to like it.
She also had a boyfriend, who seemed to be an idiot from class 6, who liked to play basketball and smoked in the toilet, and had been expelled from school for fighting.
Typical limbs are well developed, and the brain is empty.
He used to take Sukaki to the Internet cafes and come to her if anything happened.
It’s not self-destructing to find a boyfriend like this?
I rarely waste my energy on other people.
But strangely, their feelings, I always snuff them.
After the senior year, the situation improved.
The situation is even worse.
She’s very personal, she’s pretty sharp, she’s always bumping into him.
I would like to remind her that this is not wise.
But think about it, we seem to have nothing to do with it.
Two.
I always thought that a man like her must be fearless.
Until one time after school, I ran into her alone in the corner crying.
It was hard to describe how it felt.
For the first time, I knew that a man’s crying could be so repressed and so heart-broken.
She’s crouched in the dark, a little clutter, as if all the angles had disappeared.
As the hedgehog turns over and shows his soft abdomen.
God knows how much I wanted to walk.
If you don’t say a word, just hand over a piece of paper towel.
As long as she cried, I stood.
She stopped crying without me walking.
Stand up and become that pricked Soba again.
I stood there long after she left.
I had a dream that night.
I dreamt I had the courage to walk and tell her:
“You can talk to me. I’m sorry.
3
When curious about someone, everything about her becomes mysterious.
I rarely listen to gossip.
But whenever someone talks about Soka, I’ll always be there.
From a piece of debris, I put together her story.
The biological father died early and the mother remarried.
I’m sure her stepfather wasn’t very nice to her.
Today’s rebellion is probably also a reaction to the family.
Finally, at the end of the third year, I took the opportunity to talk to her.
“Do you have a college? I’m sorry.
She fell asleep and didn’t think I was asking what was wrong with it, and she said, “No. I’m sorry.
I haven’t talked to her since then.
I have nothing to do with her, let alone stand and reason.
And I, too, finally discovered the mystery in my own grand and secretive mind play.
I probably like this girl.
4
But until the final exam, no one knew the secret except me.
I carefully preserved it and sealed it into memory.
I went to Qinghua as I wished.
During college, there was also an undisturbed relationship.
It wasn’t until the break-up that I suddenly found out that the girl’s back was like Soba.
I don’t have a contact with Soo Kao. All I know is that she went to a third-rate university.
How are things now, I don’t know anything.
I wanted to contact her in the past, but I felt that after many years, sudden appearances would only disturb her life.
Besides, she’s probably not what I remember.
Time just keeps running.
Graduated undergraduate, I went abroad to study.
I’ve seen many mountain rivers, and I’ve walked through many exotic lands.
After graduate school, I went home.
The university friends called me for dinner, and some of them went abroad, others stayed in Qinghua and others went to the North Side next door.
During the dinner, students who read books in Big North watched mobile phones and studied, and their colleagues laughed at him.
His face was innocent: “My mentor, a graduate student this year, said he had information for me. I’m sorry.
“A schoolgirl”? @Ambassah: #Jan25 #Feb14
“Don’t get me wrong. She’s a schoolgirl, but she’s been working for years. I’m sorry.
“Isn’t that better?” Somebody’s up.
“Fine, I won’t tell you. I’m sorry.
After dinner, it’s proposed to go to the North campus.
The northern schoolboy was still busy with the news, pointing in the direction of the experiment building, and said, “Let’s go that way, I’ll get the schoolgirls’ data. I’m sorry.
Everyone laughs.
A crowd of people walked down the stairs.
That schoolgirl’s standing there, in the night, and there’s only one thing to see.
“Looks pretty! “Someone whispered.
People agree.
And I suddenly lost my voice.
Walked over with that classmate.
People were a little surprised.
I stood in front of her and finally saw her face.
Strangely, seven years have passed and she has changed a lot, but I recognize her at first sight.
She’s more peaceful than a senior. She smiles softly on her face, and when she sees me, she freezes.
The classmate was a little confused, but he introduced him in due course: “Student, this is my college classmate, and his name is…”
“Song Chiyong. I’m sorry.
She called me first.
Eyebrows bending, smiling.
Indeed, she entered it after suffering.
A strong sense of destiny came.
The secret, which has been sealed by Us for seven years, can no longer be suppressed and flourished.
“You know?” I wonder.
I laughed.
“Well, we know each other. I’m sorry.
And that night, I suddenly believed that there was something in the world that would say, in meditation, that those who had missed it would begin with a new beginning and tell another moving story.
5
Then I followed up with Soka.
Every time she was a senior, she regretted it.
“If we learn well then maybe we won’t have to miss so many years. I’m sorry.
I held her hand and shook her head: “We were still together anyway.” I’m sorry.
She jumped in my arms and held me still.
It’s a little fragrance, or a smell in memory.
It’s probably my high school, every sleepless night, dreamy scene.
I bowed my head and kissed her head.
Hold her back hard.
Six.
If we go back to the past, I’ll probably say to Soba,
We’ll meet and we’ll love each other.
(concluded)
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I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
