Tonight's rain in Shanghai is very heavy, but not lonely, the basement that was originally slightly quiet, at this moment seems to be more noisy, like new shoots from dead wood, delicate and dripping, although there is no towering ancient tree, but there is more vitality to be expected.

Luo Li is like a songbird on a tree, chattering non-stop after singing, and his voice is graceful and listening.

This night rain is destined to seem a little unusual, a listener, a confidant, don't talk about the wind and snowy night, don't talk about crying and sorrow, a word, a smile, a wisp of smoke, a dim light, warmth permeates the entire basement.

Time flies, the years pass, but the memory is still the reality of the past, whether it is beautiful or painful, lingering.

After entering junior high school, Yang Yi's living environment suddenly became a little complicated, and he was no longer surrounded by partners in the same village and neighbors, and everything was unfamiliar and started again.

The social atmosphere of that era was particularly impetuous, many people advocated fighting fiercely, but the learning atmosphere was not optimistic, and many teachers in junior high school were powerless to see this, because it was the social atmosphere like this.

In the current batch of post-90s, many people are under the influence of this bad social atmosphere, delaying their studies, or even giving up their studies halfway, and integrating into the great wave of society.

"If I had studied a little more, maybe I wouldn't be the same as I am today, and if I hadn't given up my studies, maybe I would have graduated from college. But there is no if in life, only a slightly painful portrayal of reality, although helplessly sighing in the night, but can not be changed, this may be the most painful thing in life, can not change the past.

Slowly, Yang Yi was also seriously affected by this social atmosphere, although his academic performance was still excellent with his talent, coupled with the arrival of the teenager's rebellion, Yang Yi's heart became more and more impetuous.

After the school lights out the bell, the original noisy campus during the day was restored to tranquility, and the night was like a pitch-black thick paragraph covering the ground, and the five fingers could not be seen.

As the saying goes, the moon is dark and the wind is high, and good things are good.

"Yang Yi, should I go online? I had a lot of fun playing that game yesterday. In the dark boys' dormitory, Cui Ming, Yang Yi's classmate, poked his head out of the bed and whispered to Yang Yi.

Because it was too dark, Yang Yi couldn't see Cui Ming's face clearly, but he could feel that Cui Ming's eyes were on him.

Yang Yi turned sideways and said with a little worry: "What if the teacher finds out?"

"It's okay, I've been out over the wall several times, and the teacher won't know. Cui Ming said with a little encouragement.

"But ......," Yang Yi still looked a little hesitant.

"It's okay if Yang doesn't go, I'll go with you, I also want to go to the Internet café to play games. Another classmate of Yang Yi came out of the quilt with a bone, shook his head and replied eagerly, as if he was slow, Cui Ming would not take him to the Internet.

"Yes, Yang Yi is timid, don't ask him to go, I'll go with you. Another classmate chimed in from under the covers.

"Whoever is timid will go, who is afraid of whom?" Yang also said angrily in the dark.

So, this ridiculous plan to climb over the school wall and go out to the Internet began to act, but Yang never thought that this would be a turning point in changing his concept of life.

Under the cover of the night, the four children sneaked all the way to avoid the eyes of the night patrol teacher, and at the moment of jumping off the wall, Cui Ming ran wildly in front, and the other three followed closely.

Yang Yi only felt that his heart was pounding, as if he was about to jump out of his body, and an uneasy emotion filled his heart like a tide.

It's just that this uneasy mood disappeared immediately after Yang Yi entered the Internet café.

The Internet café is very dirty and messy, and it is full of delinquent teenagers with colorful hair sitting around the computer, with cigarettes in their mouths, staring at the computer screen, operating the keyboard with both hands quickly, and cursing and swearing in their mouths.

Cui Ming, as a frequent customer, was very skilled in opening a computer for Yang Yi and the three of them, but the Internet at that time was not cheap, Yang Yi's money was completely his own living expenses for the rest of his time, Yang Yi originally did not plan to play games, just to prove that he was not small in courage, so he followed Cui Ming to the Internet café.

It's just that Yang Yi saw other people playing games, and he was instantly attracted, so he didn't hesitate to take out his living expenses and let Cui Ming open a computer.

Although the night is dark, it still flows with the time, one o'clock, two o'clock, three o'clock............ Time on the computer is constantly moving in the game.

Yang Yi's face was bloodshot, staring at the computer screen excitedly, his fingers pressing the keyboard slightly rusty, and he looked completely selfless.

"Yang Yi, Yang Yi, it's time for us to go. Cui Ming, who was not far away, looked at the time and shouted at Yang Yi.

But at this time, Yang also indulged in the game and ignored it.

Seeing this, Cui Ming had no choice but to walk to Yang Yi's side and pat Yang Yi on the shoulder.

"Yang Yi, we should have it, otherwise it will be dawn in a while, and we will be discovered by the teacher when we go back. Hearing this, Yang Yicai was reluctant to leave the computer.

Along the way, the four teenagers chatted about the game all the time, and they didn't get tired at all because they didn't sleep all night.

Some people say that people, sometimes they will always do meaningless things at the most beautiful age, overdraw the depth of life, and then look back, if they are mired in the quagmire and cannot turn back, they will never return, this is the price of growth in other people's mouths!

There was nothing to do all night, except for Yang Yi's first online game with a surging mood, the rest were the same as usual, and it seemed that the truth had been hidden in the dark night last day.

At lunchtime, Yang Yi ate with Wen Xiao as usual, after all, the two are not in the same class now, and the only thing they can be alone is lunch time every day and self-study in the evening, and they are no longer as inseparable as usual.

Some people say that distance produces beauty, especially when there is a distance between each other and the beauty is even more beautiful, Wen Xiao is like this, and the same is true of the original Yang Yi, but since Yang Yi learned to play online games, Yang Yi has put all his attention on the game, and he seems to have neglected Wen Xiao a little.

"Yang Yi, what's wrong with you? Why are you listless?" At lunchtime, Wen Xiao asked Yang Yi with some doubts.

"It's okay, maybe I didn't have a good rest last night. Yang Yi dodged Wen Xiao's gaze, lowered his head and took a bite of food.

"Is it really okay?" Looking at Yang Yi's actions, Wen Xiao was even more puzzled.

"It's okay, it's time to eat. Yang Yi hurriedly diverted Wen Xiao's attention, but the more this happened, the more doubts in Wen Xiao's heart became.

Delicate as water, this is the inherent impression that Nuwa left on women to the world when she created women, but there is an amazing intuition hidden under that delicate body, and modern people call this feeling the sixth sense of women, which can often accurately capture the truth of the facts without any basis.

Obviously, Wen Xiao also has a sixth sense, especially for Yang Yi.

The two can be regarded as childhood sweethearts, they are extremely familiar with each other, and even a glance can read each other's minds.

Wen Xiao saw that Yang Yi tried his best to hide his appearance, and did not continue to ask.

After the two had finished eating, they separated. Due to the continuous all-night games, Yang also appeared extremely tired during the day, and fell asleep on the table whenever he had time.

This scene was also seen by Wen Xiao, who had gone and returned, through the glass of the classroom, and Wen Xiao also specially called the classmates in Yang Yi's class to ask about Yang Yi's situation, this classmate was Wen Xiao and Yang Yi's classmates in elementary school.

"You say Yang Yi, he's been like this all this time, he sleeps whenever he has time. ”

"Is that something unwell about him?"

"No, I think he's pretty good, and I've heard the rest of the class talk about something that might have something to do with Yang Yi. ”

"What's the matter?" Wen Xiao immediately asked.

The classmate looked at the people around him mysteriously, pulled Wen Xiao to the flowerbed where no one was there, and said, "I heard that others said that the boys in our class sneaked out to surf the Internet at night. ”

"Huh?" Wen Xiao was shocked when he heard this.

"Do you think Yang Yi also secretly ran out to surf the Internet?" Wen Xiao asked with some hesitation.

"Yes, there is Yang Yi among them. The other girl replied in the affirmative.

When Wen Xiao heard this, he only felt that the sky was dark in an instant, his face was full of disappointment and anger, and the anger in his heart was like dry wood touching a raging fire, scorching heat.

"Wen Xiao, what's wrong with you?" The classmate looked at Wen Xiao's angry appearance, and was suddenly frightened, because Wen Xiao had always left the impression of being a gentle and lively girl, not at all like this.

The complexion on Wen Xiao's face changed from red to white, from white to red, like ice and fire dancing together, staggered and intersecting, one side was disappointed, the other side was angry, the originally white hands were tightly pulled together by Wen Xiao at the moment, without a trace of blood, and it looked whiter.

Maybe it was too hard, and the delicate skin was still oozing blood.

In the end, anger prevailed, Wen Xiao turned around violently, and strode towards Yang Yi, who was sleeping, the tears in his eyes continued to drip with Wen Xiao's steps, as bright as pearls, as crystal as sapphires............ But it's pitiful.

Wen Xiao's actions instantly attracted the attention of the whole class, and the originally noisy classroom was instantly silent, Wen Xiao stood motionless in front of Yang Yi, who was crawling and sleeping, letting tears run down his cheeks and gently drip on the hard cement floor, with a crisp sound.

Tears wet those big eyes, wet the slender eyelashes, wet the placket, and wet Wen Xiao's originally strong heart.

Yang Yi, who was asleep, suddenly felt that the atmosphere was very strange, and a deep uneasiness pulled him awake from his sleep.

When Yang Yi opened his listless eyes, his pupils shrank suddenly, and the whole person seemed to be hit in the chest with a heavy hammer, and a sense of pity from his heart instantly filled his body, and his eyes looked at Wen Xiao standing in front of him with some distress and asked.

"Wen Xiao, what's wrong, why are you crying?" After Yang Yi finished speaking, he was about to reach out to wipe the tears from the corners of Wen Xiao's eyes, but Wen Xiao directly blocked them with his hand.

Wen Xiao left the classroom without looking back, and Yang Yi immediately chased after him when he saw this.

The wind is silent, the rain is silent, the willows are broken and the branches are thousands, and the king returns early, the earth is silent, the sky is hateful, but I hope that you will accompany you......