"Time is long to live alone in the city, watching the red dust under the moon;

I am a young and beautiful woman, and I live up to my time!"

The young man sitting in front of the window read it in a voice, and while thinking about it, he repeated the last sentence, "Live up to the time." ”

He is Mu Qinghan, a teenager who is about to go to high school. The appearance is a little thin, and he looks a little shy. There was silence in his eyes, and everything seemed to be at a distance from him.

After he finished reading that little poem, he lay in front of the window and looked at the courtyard outside in a daze. The summer afternoon was very hot, like a fire, and even the wind that blew was carrying a dry heat wave. There are a few willow trees planted in the yard, and while swaying in the wind, the yellowing leaves will fall from time to time, recording the brilliance of this season.

Behind the willow tree is a low wall made of old bricks, which is some year old. There was some moss in the corner, and it looked slippery. There are some weeds growing on the wall, listless in the sun, which looks like Mu Qinghan now.

Tomorrow is the first day of military training for new students, he is worried that he will enter a new environment, a new collective, what if he can't adapt well, he is most afraid of adapting to the new environment, because it will make him helpless.

One bad thought after another like this popped up in his heart, like an inexhaustible weed, one that had not yet been figured out, and another one popped up, making his mood a little irritable.

He went back to the bed and lay down, looking at the three-leaf ceiling fan on the ceiling, which kept whirring and whirring, bringing him a little coolness.

Thinking of something again, he got up from the bed and pulled open the drawer, took out a cassette tape from it and put it in the tape recorder. Press the bright play button, and an unintelligible Japanese anime song comes out of it. He didn't understand what it was, he just hummed and made a shooting motion every now and then.

There were a few calligraphy and paintings on the wall of the room, which he bought at the stall at the entrance of the school, and it looked very encouraging, so he secretly saved some pocket money and bought a few pairs to hang in the house. Later, he was reprimanded by his parents after he found out.

Listening to song after song, he hummed, jumped, and released, like a bad boy, happily playing selflessly.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open, and his mother walked in and scolded him.

He turned off the music, put on his glasses, picked up a thick book of world classics, and read it attentively. At this time, he seemed very quiet, Sven.

The thin cheeks and slender figure made him look a little weak.

On the second day, he rode a bicycle to the school, entered the class and received a lecture from the head teacher of a class, and then began the life of military training.

Each of them was issued with a set of military training uniforms, which were camouflage green. It also has the feeling of a soldier when you wear it. However, he didn't like to be a soldier, he just liked to stay quiet, and even his family once thought that he was autistic.

The students in the class stood together in camouflage uniforms, and because each student was of different heights, they wore camouflage uniforms of all sizes as if they had come out of a circus.

It has been three days of military training, and Mu Qinghan is not lightly tired, and every time he gets home, he no longer wants to move, and his whole body is sore. In his words, I really don't know how to get home.

On this day, the military training was until noon, and because there was no one at home, Mu Qinghan bought some food near the school and returned to the classroom to sit in a daze.

"Hello, my name is Yin Shanshan. What do you call it?" a girl with short hair and big eyes came to Mu Qinghan's side and asked him.

"Mu Qinghan. He looked up at the girl, and his big eyes were clear. Some immature pink faces, delicate and lovely, such as a small jasper. This military training uniform that doesn't fit, she also looks very good when she wears it.

"Where are you?" Yin Shanshan sat down across from him, seemingly very curious about Mu Qinghan.

"I'm from the suburbs, not far from here. Slightly stunned, Mu Qinghan didn't expect that she would talk to him all the time. You have to know how he has grown so big, how he has almost talked to girls. Even if there were, it was only a sentence or two and I won't say it again.

He has a thin skin and is particularly prone to blushing.

"Where are you?" he thought for a moment and asked the same question.

"My home is in the city, quite far from here. Yin Shanshan smiled, "My parents were transferred here to work, so they came here to go to school." ”

"You don't seem to like to talk. Yin Shanshan said again.

"I don't know each other, and I don't know what to say. Mu Qinghan blushed a little, "I'm a person, I prefer to be quiet." Likes to be alone. ”

"No wonder, during these three days, you were the quietest boy in the class, and you barely spoke a word to anyone. "Yin Shanshan likes to laugh very much, and she looks good when she laughs.

But Mu Qinghan didn't dare to look at it, for fear that he would blush when he saw it. He tilted his head to look away, "Get used to it." After holding it for a long time, I held back these three words.

Yin Shanshan also seemed to have discovered him, curious and interesting.

"Is it a constraint to talk to us? Yin Shanshan asked again.

"I don't know, maybe. Mu Qinghan thought for a while and said, "I don't know what to say." ”

"So what do you usually do?" It feels like an interview, a question and answer, a simple and boring primitive chat.

"Reading, drawing, writing, etc. Occasionally, I will secretly listen to songs," Mu Qinghan thought about it, and said again, "Do you think I'm too boring?" ”

"No, I think you're fine. Yin Shanshan shook her head and said, "You have so many hobbies, and you have a lot of spare time." ”

The first time he heard someone praise him like this, he was a little overwhelmed for a while.

He scratched his head, "It's okay. ”

"I also like to draw and add some of my favorite words. Yin Shanshan and Mu Qinghan chatted, and gradually the two became acquainted, and their words were no longer so restrained.

"Are you a Muslim?" Yin Shanshan couldn't help but ask when she saw the snack bag on the table, which was marked with the word halal.

"Well, yes. ”

"I'm also a Muslim. Yin Shanshan was quite excited, "Now there are three Muslims in our class. ”

"How do you know?" Mu Qinghan was curious.

"Naturally, I asked. Yin Shanshan smiled, "By the way, why don't you go to the Muslim restaurant to eat at noon." ”

"Yes?"

"Of course, let's go, I'll take you there now. With that, Yin Shanshan got up and walked out of the classroom.

Mu Qinghan followed her, and her heart warmed for no reason. It seems that talking to a girl is not so difficult or embarrassing.

As for shyness, I guess I haven't met someone who speaks right.

Mu Qinghan followed Yin Shanshan and listened to her quietly. When I got to the cafeteria, it was also arranged by her.

It seems that she is familiar with this place.

Time flies, half a month has passed, and the difficult military training life has finally come to an end. The students in the class took off their camouflage uniforms and changed into their own clothes, and immediately seemed to be a different person.

From a circus to a fashion show.