The first day of the Autumn Games, in the evening.

The school arranges classic patriotic movies for boarding students, and routinely organizes each class to play them through multimedia.

The class was scattered, half of them were secretly playing with their phones, and the other half were watching movies with their hands on their heads. Joon thinks that he is like these people who stay, because he is bored to pass his time like this. He put his hands in his pockets, his gaze wandering over the faces of every bored person.

Alas, the owners of those vacant seats are different, and their campus life should have good memories. Zoon didn't bother to watch the movie, staring at the empty seats.

"Hey, Joon, can I sit next to you?" an unfamiliar voice sounded in his ears.

He turned his head sideways and saw a girl staring at him. The girl who was illuminated by the bright light in the darkness blinked her star-like charming eyes, and her expression was normal.

"No problem, anyway, the owner next to me went out to talk about love. Joan behaved kindly, made a joke, and sat up straight.

"Hu Tianyi is a very good person. ”

Hey, do you know that you said something very embarrassing, and you can't take it at all, okay!

Now sitting next to him is Yang Ziyi, a girl in the class who is very popular, and she is excellent in terms of dealing with people.

The above is the superficial evaluation of others, Zuo En rubbed his temples, and made himself temporarily abandon his usual thoughts. He continued to think in his heart: after staying in a group of people for a long time, the thinking will also be specialized, although I prefer to call it loss and mediocrity.

"Is it? what's so good about a person like him?" Zuo En's tone was like the perfunctory and contemptuous of an ignorant person, and he wanted to amplify Yang Ziyi's mood swings by doing so. In fact, he already knew what kind of person Hu Tianyi was, and after experiencing that incident, he had already seen his weaknesses.

Yang Ziyi's expression did not disappoint Zuo En, she was very dissatisfied with Zuo En's frivolous appearance, and her eyes revealed the meaning of "how do you understand such garbage". She then chose not to look at Zuo En, and began to narrate: "He and I have known each other since elementary school, and Hu Tianyi always helped me complete the tasks assigned by the teacher in every handicraft class, although I always deliberately behaved clumsy later, he never scolded me. ”

Zoen put away his contemptuous look and listened attentively, but others couldn't tell what he was thinking.

"Later, we also entered the same junior high school, and we were still classmates in the same class," Yang Ziyi said happily in the first half of the sentence, but then seemed to think of the cruel reality, and suddenly fell down, "Our fate and relationship seem to have stopped at the old classmate, and he is still the same as before, always taking the initiative to help the clumsy me." ”

Zuo En carefully observed the girl's expression and saw that the other party was about to lose his words, so he wanted to ease the atmosphere and took the initiative to speak: "Then why don't you ask him if he likes you?"

Perhaps he didn't expect him to suddenly ask so directly, Yang Ziyi became nervous, and replied hesitantly: "That...... So what, how to make ...... Girl Lead...... What about those who move?"

Jo-eun looked directly at the other party, but the girl dodged her gaze, nervously observing whether the people around her had noticed her, afraid that someone would cast a gaze.

"It's the fear that you'll get the wrong answer, and you don't want to accept that the other party has the kind of sincere liking for you. Don't you dare to try it because of the fear of going the other way?"

Zoen paused deliberately, he finished softly, and saw the girl's eyes flickering, and his hands clenched on his lap, he knew that his words resonated with the girl.

The girl was finally no longer nervous, but her eyes showed a kind of loser's silence. She then spoke in a very slow tone: "But isn't it already late now?" Shiyu said that I don't want to give up, if I like someone, I should stick to it until I don't like it anymore. But, however, I really still like him, why did I give up?"

The girl looked calm, with bright eyes without tears. She must have cried, she must have woken up from her dream and sobbed under her voice because of this reality. The wound was revealed, and only the pain was felt, and there would not be the first violent performance.

Zoen was fascinated by the girl's sad appearance, and unconsciously sighed in his heart: everyone's peculiarities are really beautiful, at least too interesting for me.

He suppressed the pleasure in his heart because he knew the girl, and did not look directly at the other party.

Because he was also a little afraid that the girl would coincide with the image imagined in his mind, and for her, it was too humble, right?

Basketball court, moonlight spilling on the cold metal hoops.

The basketball goes into the frame in a perfect arc.

Three teenagers play night ball on a dimly lit basketball court.

Ai Chuanwenjing ran to pick up the ball, and while slapping the ball, he said, "Orange, why are you so frustrated, you haven't caught up with Qiao Ya yet." ”

"Ai Chuan, this is not in a hurry. Chen Cheng put his hands on his laps, bent over to rest, and adjusted his breathing.

After Ai Chuan stood at a point on the outside, he threw the ball and didn't score. The ball fell into the hands of the poor Daoist, this guy's hair was soaked, stuffy for a long time, and now he also opened the conversation: "Boy, Lao Dao calculated a hexagram for you, and found that your fate is not good, and there will be several calamities when you are young." This woman is also one of them. ”

He threw the ball out and it went in. Chen Cheng ran over to pick up the ball, and didn't forget to mutter: "You magic stick, and I'll tear your mouth apart." ”

"Alas, no one will believe the words of Shinto anymore, the world is cold!"

Chen Cheng showed off his dribble a little, and then threw the ball.

"Alas, I'm really in trouble right now, and my parents are getting divorced. Chen Cheng showed a little sorrow and complained, "I found that Ai Chuan's life is really good, the school is happy, and the family must be very happy." ”

Hearing his sigh of poor words, Ai Chuanwenjing picked up the ball and slapped it silently.

"Why?" the poor Taoist restrained his appearance as a god.

"My dad had an affair. ”

Ai Chuanwenjing did not join the exchange, he focused on shooting the ball and finding the shooting point, although the sweat on his face was constantly urging, as if he wanted to shake the special persistence in the young man's eyes, he didn't want to face that reality.

"Why!"

The same sentence, which came out of Ai Chuanwenjing's mouth, made the two of them nervous, and they heard the strangeness of their friend.

The ball is thrown, and no one cares if the ball goes in or not. The basketball bounced on the ground a few times and quieted down.

Chen Cheng looked at Ai Chuanwenjing and asked, "What's the matter, Ai Chuan?"

The poor Taoist came over, he stood in front of the young man, and asked the same question.

"Heh! it's nothing," Ai Chuanwenjing chose to hide some of his feelings, although he showed real anger, he said half-truthful words, "I hate people who abandon me the most, Orange, don't blame me for being serious, I really look down on those flowery people." ”

"yes, I thought something was wrong, it turned out to be a straight man sighing!" The poor Taoist self-righteously talked eloquently, relieving the tense atmosphere.

Chen Cheng also looked at each other and smiled bitterly, then ran to pick up the ball, and muttered in a low voice: "Don't get nervous!"

Ai Chuanwenjing is very sensitive now, and when he heard this unintentional scolding, he felt upset, but he didn't want to mess up the atmosphere anymore, suppressed his negative emotions, and said softly: "It's going to be a night of self-study soon, let's go have supper." ”

"Well, I'm too tired to move. "The poor people are the first to cater to it.

Ai Chuanwenjing walked towards Chen Cheng and comforted him in a calm voice: "Hey, don't be sad. ”

Chen Cheng walked over with the ball, sighed again, and continued to feel sorry for himself: "Ai Chuan, you don't understand my pain like this." ”

"yes, I really don't understand, I'm sorry. Ai Chuan turned his head, his voice was low, and he turned his head and left without waiting for Chen Cheng to look at it.

The last bell came slowly, and the quiet campus was a little more noisy. The three teenagers left the basketball court, and although the three walked side by side, they were farther away than usual.

The poor Daoist walked in the middle, Ai Chuanwenjing and Chen Cheng on both sides. One person's face was normal, and his left hand, which was not in the field of view of others, was twisted into a fist, and the protruding fist bone was trembling. The other person was indifferent, deliberately highlighting his sorrow, and his appearance was very cold.

The night road was very long, and Yue'er saw the shadow of Ai Chuanwenjing hidden under his feet, and Chen Cheng dragged behind him for a long gray period.

The boy was bored, his eyes wandered, and he looked at the playground to the side, and there was a little brightness.

There were a few couples sitting on the lawn, but not Bai Xiaoxi and the girl next to him.

"Bai Xiaoxi, let's go, thank you for sitting with me in this ambiguous place for two hours. ”

"Xiaolu, you have something on your mind. ”

"Well, there is. The girl named Xiaolu stood up, left the other party with a back, and left.

Bai Xiaoxi also stood up and followed Xiaolu.

"Well, you've changed, though you still seem so annoying to me. Xiaolu's voice was crisp.

Bai Xiaoxi didn't respond, and followed the girl silently, he kept his head down, like a child who made a mistake.

"You're not stupid anymore, you're a fool. Xiaolu was very dissatisfied with Bai Xiaoxi's silence, turned her head and showed anger on her beautiful face, she frowned, and continued: "You forgot how to hide your negative emotions, Bai Xiaoxi." ”

Bai Xiaoxi laughed inexplicably when he heard the other party's vicious words, he walked to the girl's side, and still didn't speak.

"What's the matter, what are you laughing at, dumb?"

"Xiaolu is still the same as before, very strong. Bai Xiaoxi spoke, in a very admiring voice.

After hearing this, Xiaolu put away her angry appearance and stopped.

The two of them had already walked out of the school gate.

"I'm going to go by myself. ”

Bai Xiaoxi blinked, began to lose again, and did not respond.

"Don't always look like 'you can't get love, you want me to pity you', okay?"

The other party glanced at the boy, then turned and left without asking.

"I just hate the night as always. Bai Xiaoxi smiled weakly, did not explain loudly, and left in the opposite direction after muttering in a low voice.

When he turned to leave, his eyes were always on the front, and he didn't pay attention to the most familiar person who walked out of the school gate, Yang Jingran.

Yang Jingran and Xia Ke walked together, the boy put his hands in the pockets of his school pants, and when he walked out of the school gate, he suddenly asked, "Xia Ke, are you going home alone?"

"Well, my mom used to pick me up, but today I'm home alone. Xia Ke tightened the strap of the shoulder bag, skimmed his head and replied, "Because...... Because my mom has something to do. ”

Both of them were silent, and when they walked five or six steps to the fork in the road, seeing Xia Ke turn in a different direction from himself, Yang Jingran spoke: "I'll send you back." ”

"Forget it......"

"No, there are a lot of bad people out there, I want to see you come home. Yang Jingran interrupted Xia Ke's words and stared at the girl's dodgy eyes.

Then Xia Ke turned around quickly, took a deep breath, and said as he walked, "Just follow me." ”

Yang Jingran smiled brightly, but unfortunately the girl didn't see it.

The two of them were two and a half steps away, one in front of the other.

Half an hour passed, and the two of them didn't say a word.

The more Xia Ke thought about it, the more angry he became, and he looked back unconsciously, so he met the young man's eyes, and then turned his head and pursed his lips, his heart was pounding.

It's so cold! Xia Ke's house is so far away! I don't know if she's cold or not? Yang Jingran didn't feel the atmosphere awkward at all, and he didn't notice the girl's strange appearance, and he shook his shoulders and moved his body.

Bastard! Stupid! Yang Jingran is a big stupid. Xia Ke stopped, she didn't turn around, and stayed where she was.

Yang Jingran also stopped, still behind the girl.

After waiting for a long time, Xia Ke exhaled a breath of warmth, and finally couldn't bear it, turned around and puffed out his mouth, and said after showing his courage: "Vicious dog, why don't you come up?"

"Didn't you say to follow you?" Yang Jingran looked at the girl with a strange gaze.

"Stupid, you go...... Hmph, my house is in the community, goodbye!" Xia Ke left a sentence and turned to leave.

"Did I say something wrong?" Yang Jingran muttered, staring at the girl's briskly back.

He took out his phone and sent a message to the other party.

Vicious dogs who don't like cats: It's a bit cold, go home early and rest, see you tomorrow.

Xia Ke received the news and stopped his pace.

The cold wind blew the ends of the girl's hair, and the light rendered the boy's face.

Vicious dogs who don't like cats: stop standing, get in. If you have something, just reply to my strange text messages and the like, and remember to send a message if it's okay.

The girl quickly replied and ran away.

VogelimKafig: Okay, see you tomorrow.

Yang Jingran stood at the gate of the community, glanced at his mobile phone, and then watched the girl go home and watched her go upstairs.

Until Xia Ke sent a text message.

VogelimKafig: I'm home, Yang Jingran. Go back quickly, it wouldn't be nice if there were bad people.

Vicious dogs who don't like cats: Hmm.

The boy walked alone on the night road, and the shadow behind him was long and short, but what remained unchanged was the firm back of the young man.