The July sun finally began to be scorching, so unscrupulous, illuminating the streets brightly. Under the bright light, people have nowhere to hide.

Twenty-six-year-old He Huan walked alone on the road with a backpack on his back.

There was no parasol, and he wore a blue-gray cowboy hat on his head, and his hair was messily draped. He wore a black shirt with a huge light blue morning glory in full bloom, blue-gray jeans, blue-gray sneakers, and a silver bracelet on his left hand. He Huan walked alone, walking very fast, a slight warm breeze wandered on the street, boring blowing in front of and behind her, occasionally teasingly lifting her wet messy hair.

At the turn, it is the wharf, and I walked a few steps into the ticket hall, and I bought a ticket to Xizhou Island smoothly.

The boarding process was also smooth.

After getting on the ship, He Huan did not enter the cabin, but went directly to the deck, first put the big bag on the deck, and then put himself on the deck. Maybe it's because it's hot, there's no one on deck, so why be happy and quiet. The boat is not big, the journey is short, the journey time is probably less than 90 minutes, and then you will reach your destination.

Whin----, a long sound, it was the whistle of the steamer, which added melancholy to people's hearts for no reason, no matter how far the road in the world was, it was necessary to set off to arrive.

He Huan can finally believe that his wish for many years is about to come true. She couldn't help laughing, it turned out that her wish could come true so easily, why didn't she know it before. When I was fifteen years old, I watched Jin Yong's "Chivalrous Journey" for the first time, and after watching it, I dreamed of going to a distant island. This wish is like an unintentional seed that has grown into a towering tree. Whenever he was unhappy in life, He Huan comforted himself, and if he persevered, he would go to find an island if he couldn't do it. I didn't think about what to do with finding an island, but I just took finding a small island as my last retreat.

Is there finally no way out? He Huan asked himself. It seems to be, and it doesn't seem to be. For twenty-six years, life has been like a glass of warm water, neither easy nor too sad, and like the blue-gray outfit on her body, not much bright and not very cold. It's just that she's had enough, she's had enough of this kind of life, she doesn't want to be like before, every time she fights, she inexplicably disarms first.

He Huan, He Huan, this name was given by his father. Father and three brothers, he is the eldest brother, starting from him, gave birth to the first daughter of the He family, named He Nan, probably the name of the boy, He Huan maliciously thought, at that time, did the father also have the intention of giving birth to a son? The second uncle is the last card, but the bottom of the card is disappointed by the father, so the third daughter of the He family became He Bi, and I don't know if the second aunt knows the disappointment of the eldest uncle, and the child was called He Bi, haha. Thinking about his father's life, it is really enough to write a biography, the He family gave birth to three daughters in a row, which made him very sad as an eldest brother, and felt sorry for his ancestors, at the age of forty, he actually decided to fight the rivers and lakes again, and gave birth to a second child in violation of regulations. So with He Huan, when he came to He Huan, his father finally gave up, and on the night his daughter was born, he couldn't help but look up to the sky and sigh, what joy in life, and what fear in death.

The father, who was not in love with his children, was drunk in the wine country all day long, and finally at the age of forty-five, he drank his liver and died young. Since then, the mother and daughter have depended on each other, and after the mother was laid off, she supported a family of three by doing odd jobs. The eldest sister He Nan is self-reliant and self-reliant, not losing to a boy, working and studying, all the way from undergraduate to doctorate, China has read enough, and accompanied her brother-in-law to the United States, when she arrived in the United States, she had nothing to do, she began to pay attention to the issue of faith, believed in Catholicism, and after the spirit was converted, she began to give birth to a baby at home, and now she is a mother of two children.

He Huan grew up silently, as if no one had ever cared about her, her mother was busy making money to support the family, her sister was busy working and studying, her uncles and aunts were busy avoiding their mother and daughter, and the two sisters had no intention of paying attention to this bean sprout-like sister.

The biggest advantage is that there are a lot of freedoms, and you can be the master of your own body and mind very early, where to go, what to do, what to think, basically no one interferes.

When she was younger, she would wander around the alleys with a key around her neck, knowing which house had flowers in front of her door, which house had kittens, and which house had begonia trees. When she was nine years old, she also found a little girl who was locked in the house by adults, that child was probably not in good spirits, sitting in front of the window every day, looking out through the iron railing and laughing silly, He Huan would sometimes stand in front of her window and hand her the picked wool grass from the window. Occasionally seen by the child's mother, the silent woman neither encouraged nor stopped, allowing He Huan to come and go freely, He Huan never entered the child's house, and could only look at her through the iron fence and pink curtains.

As she grew older, she began to expand her range of activities, sometimes on the roof of the building, she climbed out of the small window, with her hands behind her head, lying alone on the asphalt roof that was hot by the sun, and the sun slowly sank to watch the stars being hung out one by one. Occasionally she will meet a teenager who raises pigeons, that teenager is also a quiet child, every time she sees He Huan does not speak, he beckons his own pigeons, he sprinkles corn kernels for those little things to eat, the pigeons fly up and down around the teenager, and do not put He Huan in his eyes, whenever the teenager and his pigeons appear, He Huan will sit up and look at him silently. Three years later, the boy and his pigeon were gone. He Huan later picked up a bird on the rooftop, a dead frozen bird, the bird's red little paws were very delicate, stiffly bent, it had a pair of very dark and bright eyes, wide open, very beautiful and innocent, He Huan held it in his hand, took it, and walked far, far along the railway line, and finally she buried it near the railroad tracks.

Since then, He Huan has another place to go, roaming along the railroad tracks, in winter can only see the pale gray trees on the side of the road and the jackdaws that fall on the branches, in the spring you can see the rape scattered on the side of the railroad tracks blooming with small yellow flowers, and in summer there are always green bell grass growing all the way, at this time she has begun to read Bai Xianyong's novels, and she has also come into contact with Sanmao, and has read Sanmao's past when she met Bai Xianyong while walking, she feels that the Fangcao Tianya mentioned by Sanmao is the same as the place she came from all the way. She often has the illusion that at dusk, around the corner, she will also meet Bai Xianyong who walks all the way like Sanmao.

After she went to middle school, she still liked to wander, under the grapevine trees in the faculty dormitory area, under the tall poplar trees outside the school-run factory, and under the plane trees behind the teaching building.

Since my father's death, my mother has rarely smiled and is just busy every day. I went out early and returned late, and gradually I don't know when my hair began to turn gray.

Finally, one day, the mother who couldn't hold on anymore followed a man who had a family, the man rarely came to the door, and they were always out when they met, but the mother officially introduced their sisters and asked them to call him Uncle Zheng. After Uncle Zheng appeared, his mother was obviously not as tired as before, and the woman's appearance that had gradually been lost returned to his mother. When Uncle Zheng's wife came to the door, she was not faced with a mother like a yellow-faced mother. The two women locked up in the room and talked for more than an hour, and then the mother sent the woman away, and Uncle Zheng did not disappear from his mother's life because of this.

Since Uncle Zheng appeared in the life of He Huan's mother and daughter, her mother began to have the energy to dress herself, and she also began to think of dressing up her two young daughters. It's just that the eldest daughter has treated herself as a boy since she was a child, and she doesn't like the flower skirts and colorful shirts that girls love, and her hair is also cut short, and she only likes to wear clean white shirts and trousers on weekdays. He Huan's clothes are all picked up by his sister, and he grew up wearing old shirts and pants all the way, the only difference is that He Huan's hair is long, very black and thick kind of long hair, which is unruly and draped when it is scattered, and most of the time they are bound by a rubber band. I don't know if it's because of my sister's influence, or for the convenience of roaming around, He Huan doesn't like to wear skirts either. When her mother bought her a new dress, she did not refuse to try it on, often going out in a skirt and then changing out of the trousers and shirt in her school bag in the public toilet.

I met Zheng Xuebin in the second semester of the second year of junior high school, he transferred from another school, and the seat was behind He Huan. He is a good boy, he looks clean, although he is still young, but he has a faint taste of a man's free and handsome. In the words of the teacher, he is standing and sitting, in the words of a girl, he looks comfortable, and no boy hates him, he may be the kind of person who can naturally bargain for the world. He Huan's academic performance is good, and she can be ranked four or five in the class, but she is not very liked by the teacher, because she is not the kind of obedient child. If the teacher sends two self-test papers, she only makes one, and the same one will never be done, and the rest of the time is used to draw behind the paper, and it is estimated that when the paper is about to be handed in, she will turn around and write her name on the one that Zheng Xuebin has done, and then throw the blank one to him. Zheng Xuebin, who had been mentally prepared, erased her cartoon with an eraser, and quickly wrote the volume again. He Huan did this, the teacher didn't know, but her grades made the teacher unable to speak, and she was not the kind of child in the class who made trouble, so she tolerated it. In private, when they chatted, they would also talk about Zheng Xuebin and He Huan to relieve their boredom, and these two people had no signs of early love, and they didn't need to come out to interfere.

If everyone thinks that the acquaintance of these two people is because of the front and back table, then they are wrong. They knew each other earlier, as early as seven or eight years ago, on the rooftop of the building where He Huan frequented, they were the girl sitting on her knees, the silent boy feeding the pigeons.

Every Saturday afternoon, they would meet at a small library in the community, not by appointment, the first time they accidentally bumped into it, and then everyone went at that time. At that time, it was very troublesome to borrow books, and all the books had a card, neatly threaded together, and placed in a small wooden drawer, on the outside of which the classification of the books was written. The two of them each borrowed their own books, and after borrowing, they would also read in the reading room with a long table for an afternoon, and sometimes Zheng Xuebin would bring He Huan a little snack, a small bag of plums, or a bag of grilled fish fillets. He Huan did not have the habit of eating snacks because his family was not well-off, and she did not refuse the snacks brought by Zheng Xuebin, and after eating, she would return the packaging bag to him.

Once Zheng Xuebin celebrated his birthday, he received a self-made greeting card from a girl, which was discovered by He Huan and secretly took it out and looked at it for a long time. It is a heart-shaped pattern printed on a piece of drawing paper that is folded and dipped in lilac leaves and dipped in watercolor colors. The fine lines of the leaves are clearly rubbed, and it looks like the delicate and dense thoughts of a young girl. This card was held by He Huan overnight, and the next day, when Zheng Xuebin saw it again, his glasses almost fell off in shock. The face made of honeysuckle leaves has no eyebrows and a large hat on its head. The woman is a back figure with a pug in her hand. The card reads crookedly that Zheng Xuebin and his girlfriend have returned from shopping. Needless to say, that woman is Zheng Xuebin's girlfriend, and that pug is naturally Zheng Xuebin.

All day that day, He Huan didn't dare to be alone, and sat honestly in the classroom most of the time. When I was about to get out of school, I was worried about how to get out, and I heard Zheng Xuebin's tablemate who came back from outside shouting at the door, saying that her sister He Nan had come to find her, and was waiting for her to get out of school in the garden. Hiding for a day is a day, and tomorrow there is something to say tomorrow. As soon as the bell rang for the end of class, she scooped up the schoolbag she had wrapped long ago and rushed out of the classroom first, and ran to the small garden behind the teaching building to find her sister He Nan.

Along the way, I divided the flowers and leaves, ran to the old soap tree, but where was the shadow of my sister, I was surprised, I heard the footsteps behind me, and I put down my heart again, and asked my sister with a rare smile, where did you go? When I looked back, where was my sister, Zheng Xuebin put his hands behind his back, blocking her way. He Huan knew that he had been fooled, so he could only pretend not to care while quickly thinking about a way to get out. Zheng Xuebin looked at He Huan quietly, the two of them were deadlocked, He Huan felt for the first time that the person opposite was no longer the dough in his hand, and he was enraged.

Unable to stand the oppression of the waves in the air, He Huan had to speak first, "I won't go to the library on Saturday." ”

"Ahh ”

"I can't go. ”

"Ahh

"I have to go home. ”

No, it can't. ”

He Huan glared at him and pursed his mouth, he was already strong outside.

"Why?"

Zheng Xuebin looked at her with an expression of a hunter looking at his prey, "You help me do a multiple-choice question before I can go." ”

He Huan's eyes widened, not believing that Zheng Xuebin would be such an adult and lenient.

While relaxing her nervousness, she pretended to be impatient and asked, "What multiple-choice question?"

"A is for me to draw two little red turtles on your face".

"Why ——?," He Huan shouted in disbelief, "how can I go home?"

Zheng Xuebin ignored her and continued, "Let me bite you." ”

He Huan knew that there was no way out, and lowered his head to weigh the pros and cons, but in fact, there were no pros, only disadvantages. I couldn't ask where I wanted to bite, but I guess he wouldn't bite, and he wasn't really a pug. I had no choice but to close my eyes and send my face to Zheng Duobin, gritting my teeth and saying, "Let's draw." His face was already steaming, and he felt the cold handwriting on his face walking, He Huan gradually broke his heart, and tears were about to pour out little by little, but he endured it.

Finally over, the two little turtles finished painting, He Huan didn't dare to open his eyes, for fear that the tears would fall uncontrollably, and after waiting for a while, Zheng Xuebin hadn't left yet, but he felt that there was a heavy turbid breath blowing on his face, and then before she could react, her lips were bitten, and in surprise, she opened her eyes in a panic, only to see the flushing on Zheng Xuebin's face one by one, and the villain who bullied people ran away.

When I returned home in a daze that day, I remembered the little turtle on my face, I don't know how many people saw her stupid appearance along the way, and hurriedly ran to the mirror to see the villain's work, but where was there a little red color?

After that garden incident, He Huan and Zheng Xuebin have not been in contact for two weeks, but the seats where the two of them sit at the front and back tables make them bow their heads and not look up. Sitting in front of Zheng Xuebin, He Huan now has a feeling of thorns in his back, and he quickly leaves his seat every time he gets out of class.

Another week was coming to an end, and before school on Friday, Zheng Xuebin threw a copy of Alexandre Dumas's "Three Musketeers" on He Huan's desk.

"What are you doing?" He Huan asked him without raising his head.

"It's due tomorrow, and I don't have time to pay it back, so you can pay it back for me. Zheng Xuebin said confidently.

He Huan was afraid of meeting Zheng Xuebin in the library, he hadn't been there for a long time, and the books in his hand had expired, so he was hesitating whether to go tomorrow or not.

Early the next morning, He Huan carried his schoolbag to the library. The closer I got to the library, the more nervous I became, knowing that Zheng Xuebin would not come, I couldn't help but look around when I entered the library, looked around, and after making sure that there was no Zheng Xuebin among the few people who borrowed books, I was relieved and a faint sense of loss.

Before returning the book, she carefully opened the book that Zheng Xuebin asked her to return to check if there was anything caught in it and forgot to take it out.

On the last page of the book, she found a small piece of paper with a little turtle with a shrunken head and a small line of words, "Coward He Huan, self-inflicted amorous." He Huan read the words on the piece of paper, and he didn't know what to do for a while, so he read it again, and after reading it, his face slowly turned red. As if the people around him had seen the note, He Huan hid it in his schoolbag with a weak heart, and borrowed a new book calmly.

She walked alone to the next reading room, intending to spend most of the day as usual. As soon as I sat down for a while, I couldn't help but take out the small piece of paper again and re-read the words on it. After reading it again this time, I was so ashamed and angry that I couldn't sit still anymore, so I got up and walked out of the library.

After wandering around the street for a while, He Huan casually got on a bus, sat until the terminal, and then walked off with the flow of people. She still walked forward without a purpose, and found that she had unconsciously walked to the foot of a mountain, He Huan loved to entertain herself by roaming when she was very young, and she didn't feel anything wrong at all. Seeing that there is a mountain road in front of him, and there are people walking on the road, he walks all the way to the mountain along the mountain road, and the yellow wild chrysanthemums that open can occasionally be seen on the side of the mountain road, every time he encounters it, He Huan stops to look at it for a while, sometimes it happens that there are bees or butterflies on the flowers, she stays a little longer, until she watches those elves fly away, she continues to walk forward. I stopped and walked like this, and before I knew it, a light rain began to fall in the sky.

He Huan decided not to play, so he turned back.

He Huan, who had just turned around, thought that he had seen the wrong person, and it was Zheng Xuebin who was caught off guard who stopped opposite him. He Huan's sudden turn of head startled both of them.

At this time, the rain gradually became heavier, and the dense raindrops fell on his head and face, He Huan didn't want to deal with Zheng Xuebin, and planned to run to the station at the bottom of the mountain. When passing by Zheng Xuebin's side, the schoolbag on his body was suddenly caught in his hand, and He Huan, who was not mentally prepared, had a stumbling moment, and for a while new hatred and old hatred broke out together, she was like an enraged little leopard, and rushed towards Zheng Xuebin like crazy.

After a few rounds, in the end, Zheng Xuebin caught He Huan's two hands, and she stared at Zheng Xuebin fiercely and grinned, eager to grab a few handfuls on his face and erase that mischievous expression. The two faced each other in the rain, and the exhausted He Huan felt that he was about to cry.

"Stingy, I'm sorry. Zheng Xuebin's apology sounded insincere to He Huan.

He Huan deliberately pretended not to hear, and tried to shake off his hand.

Seeing that she didn't take advantage of the stubble, Zheng Xuebin said again: "Yes-no----。 After saying that, he tentatively let go of He Huan's hand, He Huan's hands were free, he made a comeback, and punched and kicked Zheng Xuebin again, this time he no longer resisted. He Huan had fought enough, the two of them stared at each other, and when they saw that in the end, He Huan couldn't hold back first, and laughed, Zheng Xuebin raised his hand and swept it over her head, "Barbarian." He said.

In this way, even if it is resolved, the two walk side by side down the mountain.

Halfway through, Zheng Xuebin proposed to take a two-stop bus to his grandmother's house to play, looking at the wet clothes on his body, He Huan was noncommittal, Zheng Xuebin said, "You can see the pigeons I raised before," This sentence made He Huan completely moved.

When the two of them arrived at Zheng Xuebin's grandmother's house, the wet clothes on their bodies were already half dry.

Zheng Xuebin's grandmother's house has a small courtyard, there are a few fruit trees in the yard, pigeons fall everywhere, there are on the ground in the yard, there are also on the roof, seeing Zheng Xuebin come in, some pigeons began to fly up and down around him, which reminded He Huan of watching him feed pigeons when he was a child. For a moment I felt that I had changed back into the lonely little girl, growing up alone, sitting on the rooftop with my knees crossed, watching the silent boy feed his beloved pigeons, he had so many birds, and he had none of them, those pigeons flew around him affectionately, but he could only hold a dead bird and walk on the cold railroad tracks.

Zheng Xuebin's grandmother is the kind of old lady who is very kind, and when she saw her grandson bring a girl, she didn't ask much, but just warmly greeted the two of them into the house. He Huan, who was wearing wet clothes, was very restrained, not knowing whether to sit or stand. After entering the house, Zheng Xuebin went to another room, leaving He Huan alone to face his grandmother, the old lady poured hot water for them, and after a while, Zheng Xuebin came out, took a set of clean clothes and handed them to He Huan, and said, "Go over and change your clothes." ”

He Huan suddenly felt overwhelmed, take it, I feel that something is wrong, if I don't take it, I also feel that something is wrong. Zheng Xuebin didn't allow her to think too much, and pushed her to another room, He Huan had to change out of his wet clothes awkwardly, but he didn't expect the clothes Zheng Xuebin took out to fit quite well, thinking that it might be that he used to wear small clothes, and his face turned red.

After coming out, Zheng Xuebin said that he would take her to the roof to see the pigeon house. So the two put on raincoats and climbed to the roof, while looking at the pigeons, Zheng Xuebin told He Huan that he had started to follow her from the library, and saw the ever-changing expressions on her face along the way. He Huan didn't believe that he also went to the library, so Zheng Xuebin described all the way from how she entered the library, how she looked around, and then looked at the expression of the paper, but it was not bad. He Huan's face was so embarrassed that he was about to cry in the end.

Zheng Xuebin was no longer embarrassed for her, and talked about meeting her on the rooftop when she was a child, and later she could occasionally be seen wandering around on the flat ground, and asked her curiously what it meant. He Huan replied to him, because no one played with him when he was a child, and his family was busy, he liked to keep walking on the road, hoping to meet interesting things and interesting people. The two of them talked about it, and most of the day passed.

Before leaving his grandmother's house in the afternoon, Zheng Xuebin gave a pair of white pigeons to He Huan, He Huan because the family could not raise them, the pigeons were still left in his grandmother's house to raise, Zheng Xuebin used two red cloth strips to write He Huan two words respectively tied to the pigeon's feet, and completed the transfer procedures.

Since then, every month or two, the two of them would go back to my grandmother's house to visit the pigeons, and the usual contact had neither increased nor decreased, and it was still the same as before, sometimes Zheng Xuebin needed to make two papers, and sometimes Zheng Xuebin would go to the library and bring a little snack.

After this way, the second semester of the third year of junior high school will soon be over, because there is a college entrance exam, and the two of them will no longer go to grandma's house in the last two months, nor will they go to the library.

He Huan's birthday is a week before the exam, and there are no gifts on his birthday as usual, He Huan's birthday is a day that makes his parents unhappy, his father is old, and his mother has no intention of reminding himself of those sad memories. He Huan, who has only been a birthday since he was a child, did not feel any loss on that day. So before school, he accidentally found a small gift box in the desk, which made He Huan surprised and thought that he had gone to the wrong place. But the wrapping paper sprinkled with little stars clearly said Happy Birthday to He Huan, and he opened the wrapping paper suspiciously, and found that it was a boat-shaped music box in a small box, and there was a pair of small white doves carved out of soap on the boat, and there was a faint fragrance of jasmine wafting out when he held it in his hand.

He Huan received a birthday gift for the first time, and he didn't know whether it was sad or joyful, and he suddenly felt that his heart was full.

The junior high school exam is over, and everyone's tense nerves can finally relax temporarily, whether it is a good test or a bad test, it is a foregone conclusion. Zheng Xuebin gave up his place in a key high school and decided to get a ticket by taking the exam. Although He Huan is a good student, it is not her turn to use this place, after all, there are better students than her in front of her. So both of them are in the examination room, and they are at the end of the world with thousands of peers.

That day, He Huan finished the last lesson, and when he walked out of the examination room, he met Zheng Xuebin, who had just come out, and the two did not talk about exam-related topics after meeting, Zheng Xuebin only asked He Huan how many cars to take, He Huan said, Zheng Xuebin was next to her, and the two were wrapped in the flow of people and walked silently all the way to the station.

He Huan's car was about to enter the station, so he remembered to ask Zheng Xuebin how to take the car, because this test was not conducted in his own school, and everyone was not very familiar with the route. Zheng Xuebin looked at He Huan and said with a smile, "I don't have the money to take the car, so I'm rubbing the car with you." "The two of them went up together

After the car, He Huan paid the ticket money and asked him where to get off the bus, this time Zheng Xuebin smiled silently. So the two sat all the way to the terminal, and after getting off the train, they tacitly ran to the starting platform to get on the train, and still sat at the terminal. Then change to another car that drove in other directions, and in this way, from the south of the city to the north of the city, from the east of the city to the west of the city, sat down all the way, and more than three hours had passed.

At this time, after a day of burning, the originally violent sun became gentle, the twilight smeared the magnificence on the treetops, the breeze swept across the lawn of the city, bringing the green fragrance of the cut grass leaves, and the people walking in the street garden increased, and the city became peaceful and tranquil.

In the end, the two broke up at the station, and before He Huan got on the train, Zheng Xuebin reminded her not to forget to go to school tomorrow to take graduation photos. He Huan nodded, and Zheng Xuebin added: "It's a graduation photo, you still wear a skirt, it will look better that way." He Huan didn't say yes, nor did he say bad, turned around and got into the car.

That night, He Huan hid in the room alone to sort out the books, and her mood was always bad, and even her mother, who had always paid little attention to her, found out that she was in an abnormal mood, thinking that she had failed the exam, and she didn't say anything, but brought her a big pot of fruit and put it on the table.

Before going to bed, He Huan found a light green lotus leaf skirt that her mother bought for her in spring, and a goose yellow canopy sleeve shirt was placed at the head of the bed.

The next day, He Huan went out in this set of clothes, and his hair, which was usually tied in a ponytail, was combed into an apple braid with a white *** clip. Looking at yourself in the mirror, after all, you are still not used to it. When no one is around, she often sits down anywhere, sometimes on the steps, sometimes on an unclean bench, sometimes on the grass, occasionally rises, and will lie down with her hands behind her head to look at the sky, it seems that today is not good. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but stick out my tongue in the mirror.

The sun is new every day, and under the June sun, the melancholy of yesterday has faded a lot.

When I entered the school gate, I realized that I was not the earliest, and the playground was full of people, because there was no need to study anymore, everyone was not interested in entering the classroom, and they were all gathered on the playground. He Huan walked along the stone path to the green trees at the edge of the playground. I found that some classmates who had brought their own cameras had already begun to pose and take photos with their friends. After looking at it for a while, the left is just those expressions and movements, and he has been pulled over and taken a few photos, after all, he is a mortal friend who is indifferent and has not handed over Mo Zhi. After pulling and pulling a few times, seeing that she was not very enthusiastic, no one paid attention to her anymore. She is happy to be idle and keep her family busy, and her thoughts have drifted away when she stands under the tree. It can't be said that she doesn't miss her three-year school life, but she has always been like this, and the more reluctant she is in her heart, the more alienated her expression becomes.

Zheng Xuebin actually came earlier than He Huan, and he found out as soon as she entered the school. At that time, he was holding a camera in his hand, taking pictures of several mixed teams of boys and girls, and when he saw that familiar face in the lens, his heart pounded. It's rare to see He Huan wearing a skirt, but when I saw him today, there was a question that automatically jumped out, I don't know if it was because of my own advice yesterday that I wore a skirt. Of course not stupid enough to ask her. Zheng Xuebin had been paying attention to He Huan from afar, watching her stand under a flowering acacia tree, looking up at the flower tree covering her head, because she couldn't see her expression clearly from too far away. He couldn't help but adjust the angle, and took three pictures of the tree and the girl standing under the flower tree three times in a row.

He Huan didn't know that when her eyes followed a small ant carrying food and climbing all the way up along the tree trunk, someone in the distance pressed the shutter of the camera on her.

When taking a group photo, I don't know if it was because He Huan's clothes were beautiful and beautiful, or for other reasons, the art teacher who acted as a photographer was pulled out of the crowd and placed next to the homeroom teacher in the first row. Speaking of which, these teachers prefer He Huan the most is still the art teacher, the little old man named Zhang Laifu, He Huan at first felt that his name was very similar to the name of a cat or dog, and in those years, people were fashionable to give cats and dogs a rich name. Liu Dagui is most likely the name of a pet dog, and the name Zhang Laifu seems more appropriate to give to a lazy cat.

I am familiar with the art teacher because of a painting by He Huan, that painting He Huan painted with great care, but unfortunately the blueprint is an old man with vicissitudes, but after being painted by He Huan, he is a middle-aged man, the expression of vicissitudes is still there, and age can't make him an old man. Whether it is text, painting, photography, music, once it is formed, it has its own life, and even the original creator himself is powerless. He Huan knew that he was off-topic, but he was unwilling, so he wrote a limerick poem on the sketch: "The original intention is to paint the old man, and to see that the person is not old." When people are old, I will be a Danqing hand. Zhang Laifu, who is an art teacher, is also a temperamental person, and he wrote three words in a row on He Huan's sketch, which is wonderful. It was like a cat's compliment, but it was also given a top score of 5, and it was displayed in the office and in the classroom.

In this way, Mr. Zhang Laifu, who is in his fifties, and He Huan have a wonderful feeling of bosom friends. The second contact between the two was in the first semester of He Huan's junior high school. After school that day, at the beginning of the shower, He Huan found that the roses in the garden had bloomed light pink flowers, and the raindrops fell on the petals, and he couldn't help but stretch out his hand to pick the flowers. A few budding flowers are combined into a bunch, He Huan likes it very much, but how to take them out of the school has become a problem, and it is not fun to be found by the doorman.

Later, I suddenly remembered the umbrella in my hand, so I had an idea, stuck the flower branch in the open umbrella, and held the umbrella with the intention of fooling around. The road is one foot high, and after all, it is a magic high.

The doorman who likes to wear sunglasses and look cool still caught He Huan, he loudly asked her to report the name of the class, and proudly said the basis for the cracking, "I think you have a problem, it's not raining, you still have an umbrella, you are also fooling foreign devils." ”

It was after school, and there were a lot of students around for a while, He Huan was anxious, but he couldn't think of a way to get out, and he didn't want to make trouble with the teaching office. Just when he didn't care about it, he saw that there was an art teacher Zhang Laifu standing in the county, He Huan looked at him embarrassedly, and saw him standing there and naughtily raised his hand to her and made a crying gesture. He Huan understood, and immediately pretended to be a little white rabbit, made a frightened expression at the fierce doorman, and tried to squeeze tears out, at this time, a righteous male classmate stepped forward to plead: "Uncle, just let her go this time." She's usually quite honest. ”

He Huan immediately picked up the conversation, "I won't dare next time." After making a fuss for a while, the doorman finally decided to raise his hand and let him go.

Zhang Laifu, who had been standing in the crowd, told He Huan before leaving, "Don't forget, the water is changed once a day." ”

After taking the graduation photo, the teacher announced a temporary holiday. So the boys and girls, who had been studying and living together for three years, began to write graduation guest books to each other.

He Huan first wrote to Zheng Xuebin two of the most common sentences, two sentences that may have been written for decades: "The sky is high and the birds fly, and the sea is wide and the fish jumps." He Huan's words are alienated and bland, very similar to her personality, although the words are plain, they are the most sincere wishes at that time. Zheng Xuebin wrote to her, which is also ready-made, "Like you, I don't know what else is in the future, I really want to block the wind and rain and confusion for you, so that your sky can only see rainbows, until one day you also become me." His words are generous, just like his personality, but that passage is not quite like what he can say when he is usually restrained and quiet.

Later, there was an exhibition of works by junior high school graduates in the school gallery, and the photo taken by Zheng Xuebin in the distance was placed on the top and named: June's Acacia. That acacia blooms so well, it's beautiful, it's beautiful, many people say so. The girl under the flower tree is also very beautiful, although she can't see her face clearly, but it is more evocative.