People come in the sound of crying, grow in the haze, mature in immaturity, lonely in maturity, dissipate in loneliness, rolling red dust, tears, mourning, pain, happiness, sadness, slowly gather thousands of emotions.

And whether a person is in a hurry, or a long life, the memory of a teenager always plays a very important role in a person's life, no one knows the answer to this question, but can not erase this fact.

In this regard, Yang Yi, like many people, is no exception, and seems to be the eternal law of the human world.

The death of his childhood, the heart torn under the osmanthus flower, gently, quietly let a girl sew it up, maybe this is the trajectory of fate in many people's mouths.

After Yang Yi and Wen Xiao sorted out their belongings, the next thing that attracted the most attention was the class division.

Generally speaking, the scale of rural secondary schools is much larger than that of primary schools, and the scale of primary schools is like a stream flowing in the middle school, which also makes the competition for people in the middle school more fierce.

When Yang Yi and Wen Xiao put their heads together to look for their class on the school bulletin board, they were greatly disappointed by the scene in front of them.

Due to the excellent grades of the two, their class placement is completely arranged according to the test results of Xiaoshengchu, the names of the two are in the first column of the first row, but they are not in the same class, Yang is also in the fourth class, and Wen Xiao is in the seventh class.

Yang Yi and Wen Xiao were not happy at all because they were the first in the class, but were a little sullen, after all, the two had been at the same table together for three years, and they suddenly separated, which seemed a little too sudden, and the slightly ambiguous relationship between the two made them even more reluctant.

"It's okay, we're still in the same school, just not in the same class. Yang Yi looked at Wen Xiao, who was very disappointed beside him, and said comfortingly.

"Isn't it, you're very happy not to be at the same table with me?" Wen Xiao originally lowered his head and raised it violently, staring at Yang Yi with a straight gaze and asked.

Looking at Wen Xiao's murderous eyes, not to mention that Yang Yi didn't think like that at all, even if he really thought like that, he didn't dare to say it at this time, because Wen Xiao's hand had been unconsciously placed on Yang Yi's waist.

"Hehe, this damn teacher didn't put me and Wen Xiao in the same class, it's so annoying. Yang Yi immediately accused with righteous words, and with the rich body language, it was like changing to another person, which made Wen Xiao giggle non-stop.

The meaning of life is that when you tell a very prosaic joke, there is always a faithful listener who laughs and shudders and covers his face.

Yang Yi and Wen Xiao also adjusted their mentality in time after experiencing a short period of loss, after all, the two of them are currently powerless to do anything about the class, they can only obey the school's arrangement, because of their outstanding achievements, the school will definitely not divide the two top students in the same class to break the learning balance between classes.

The small river in junior high school is wider, the current is more gentle, and the water surface in the sun is sparkling, like a silver-white ribbon, emitting a slightly piercing light.

On the bank of the river, Wen Xiao sat on a boulder, took off his shoes and socks, put his little feet in the water, his legs swayed from side to side from time to time, and the washed water waves floated into the distance like smoke rings until they disappeared.

Yang Yi sat beside Wen Xiao, supporting his forehead with his hands, slightly measuring his head and staring at Wen Xiao motionlessly, like a small stone sculpture.

The breeze was light, and the ripples on the water surface were even more rapid, slightly bringing Wen Xiao's hair, and Wen Xiao's white cheeks looked even more moving in the sun.

Goolong, Yang Yi looked at Wen Xiao's face with a country and a city, and couldn't help swallowing his saliva. It's just that this rumbling is particularly abrupt by the quiet river at this moment, like a thunderclap on the ground, and naturally Wen Xiao was also attracted by Yang Yi's voice.

When Wen Xiao turned his head slightly to the side and looked at Yang Yi, he found that the other party had all his eyes on him, giving people a feeling of nakedness.

"Hey, what are you looking at. Wen Xiao only felt that he had been watched, his heartbeat accelerated suddenly, and he was pounding and beating, and a touch of crimson quietly climbed up Wen Xiao's cheeks.

I don't know if Wen Xiao's voice was too quiet, or Yang Yi was too engrossed, and he didn't notice Wen Xiao's cry at all, and still maintained his original posture and gaze.

Slowly, Wen Xiao's heartbeat became faster and faster, the crimson on his face became thicker and thicker, and being looked at, especially by the people he cared about, the feeling was very sweet and a little ashamed, and it was also very hazy.

The more Yang Yi looked at it, the more stupid he became, Wen Xiao's face became more and more ruddy, the distance between the two bodies was constantly reduced, and his breathing became more and more rapid, just as Wen Xiao slowly closed his eyes, a sudden cry came from the other side of the river.

"Yang Yi, Wen Xiao. Opposite, a teenager about the same age as the two was waving and shouting.

At that moment, the original charming atmosphere of the two was broken by this shout.

Yang Yi also stood up and waved, it turned out to be his classmate Luo Wei.

Although Yang Yi's face was full of smiles, he couldn't wait to rush to the other side and swallow Luo Wei alive, which completely disturbed Yang Yi's "good thing".

Yang Yi and Wen Xiao were stirred up by Luo Wei, and the ambiguous atmosphere before suddenly disappeared and returned to normal.

"Yang Yi, do you have any ideals when you go to junior high school?" Wen Xiao stretched out his hand and brushed the hair in front of his forehead, and asked.

"Ideal?" Yang Yi was a little confused by Wen Xiao's sudden question, because he had never thought about this question, or this question seemed very distant to the current Yang Yi.

Looking at Yang Yi's hesitant appearance, Wen Xiao was angry, stretched out his hand and pinched Yang Yi's waist fiercely, twisting it hard, and Yang Yi grinned in pain.

"Crazy girl, why are you pinching me again?"

"Tell me what your dream is? If you can't say it, I'll keep pinching. ”

"How do I know what the ideal you are talking about?" Although Yang Yi grinned in pain, he did not dare to resist in the slightest, and resistance meant that Wen Xiao had an even more ferocious "revenge", and he could only remain motionless.

Just when Yang Yi was at a loss, Wen Xiao suddenly let go of his hand, the playful smile on his face became a little serious, and his eyes looked at Yang Yi with a soft but firm look.

Wen Xiao's sudden change made Yang Yi even more confused.

"I have always had a dream since I was a child, that is, I hope that I can be admitted to a key high school in the city, and then be admitted to a university that I love, and go out of this mountain to see the outside world. The sunlight was very soft, it looked a little bright, and it was gently smeared on Wen Xiao's firm eyes, and Yang also knew that it might be the perseverance in other people's mouths.

In fact, Yang Yi himself has not been as far as Wen Xiao thought, and even if he has excellent grades, he has not really put in much effort, relying entirely on his own talent.

Yang Yi listened to Wen Xiao's words, and there was even a trace of dazedness and confusion about the future in his eyes, but at this time, Yang Yi obviously knew that he shouldn't interrupt Wen Xiao, so he could only nod lightly and replied: "Hmm." ”

"Promise me, will we be admitted to a key high school together?" Wen Xiao stared at Yang Yi with a burning gaze, and slowly said this sentence.

"Hmm. Yang Yi didn't say too much, and still just answered a simple word, but there was a silent promise in this word.

The blooming of the flower of life requires not only fertile soil, suitable temperature, sufficient light and careful watering, but also a baptism of passage, time and time.

Just like a person's life, at a certain moment, there will always be an impulse in your heart suddenly, like fighting for someone, even if the head is broken and bleeding, it is still at the expense, maybe this is the guardian and promise in the mouth of others.