The graduation party on this day seemed to have become a grand performance of the whole school, and the juniors and juniors of the freshmen, sophomores and juniors took up their positions without ambiguity.

In this way, many of the graduates, brothers and sisters who were late because they had a casual meal, could only choose to stand or simply sit on the ground.

Of course, no one cared about this, and people just piled up in a pile, enjoying the last time together.

Jiang Che is okay here, someone has already come over to help occupy the position. Sit down, and there are a dozen people in a row. Lin Yujing had been working all day, and she couldn't bear to be alone at home after work, so she finally came to watch the party, join in the fun, and pretend that there were no donations or anything like that during the day.

"Hello, classmate, can I sit in the empty space here?"

When the party was about to start, someone next to Ye Aijun suddenly asked.

After this question, everyone realized that someone in the group had not arrived, because the positions were all counted and occupied, so, "Who, who hasn't arrived yet......"

After a while, I looked left and right.

"Oh, where is our little poisonous milk?" It's really hell, it turned out to be Zhang Dunai who didn't arrive, you must know that in the past four years of college, this guy has never been late or absent from class except for being sick twice, and he is the most reliable one in the entire 306.

"What to do, he doesn't have a call machine. ”

"It's okay, it's such a big person, he must have something to delay. ”

“…… That's fine. Ye Aijun turned his head and said to the girl who asked the seat: "I'm sorry, we're still alone...... Why don't you sit down and see later? ”

...... [Push the clock forward by 30 minutes]......

The dinner on this day was still a dormitory dinner, but because of the graduation party, I ate it a little earlier. After the meal, they found that there was still time, so everyone simply split up and dealt with their own remaining things.

Zhang Dunai has already done it all, no matter whether he lives or studies, he has always been a meticulous and prepared person.

Tomorrow, he will carry the luggage he has packed, take the train for three days and two nights, go home, and then enter the propaganda department of the county government in his hometown to start the next stage of his life.

This is actually a very good choice for poisoned milk. Stable, and the family is proud.

Although it is the tide of public officials going to sea right now, Zhang Dunai understands his character, he can't do business, and he is not suitable for a wandering life.

After wandering around, he saw Jiang Che, he was chatting with Lin Yujing while walking, Zhang Dunai felt inconvenient to go up and disturb, and saw that the time was about the same, so he decided to go to the graduation party first.

Walking on the campus road that once felt ordinary because it was too familiar, the grass and trees in front of me are as clear as the old, and a turn, today it seems to have become vivid and special, as if they are fading and yellowing little by little, and slowly, they will become old photos in memory.

Some reluctant...... Zhang Dunai walked very slowly, watching all the way, and also nostalgic, all this he was about to say goodbye to, as well as his deep time.

Then, among a row of rough and luxuriant eucalyptus trees, he saw the figure that was being attached.

Pan Jie wore a plain long skirt with his hair tied in a bun at the back of his head, and walked on the road with few pedestrians in the evening. In the picture, it is always her figure blocked by the trees, and she appears again, again, again......

This time she was still carrying something in her hand, a large cardboard box, as big as if she was going to empty the office.

It's probably a book, so it's a little heavy.

At the end of June, it was also hot in the deep city, Pan Jie put down the box, stood up with his waist, wiped a handful of sweat, and re-tied a few strands of her hair while casually glancing at it.

She saw the boy, who was wearing a white shirt.

So, finally, we both saw each other...... Across a concrete road, each stands among a row of eucalyptus trees.

"Hello teacher. Zhang Dunai bowed and said politely.

"Hello, Zhang Dunai. Pan Jie smiled.

She was touched by this little boy, which was something that Pan Jie didn't dare to admit, but couldn't deny it.

Yes, this child, who was once thought to be the most well-behaved child in the class, did very bad stupid things to her, but after that, the stack of warm and nourishing Chinese medicine, those few meetings, conversations, and ...... Anti-wrinkle repair and lipstick.

The 22-year-old young boy was stupidly gentle, and the stupid thoughts of the angry people made her lonely old girl's heart tremble.

It's been a year since we met or talked, and when I think about it, the kid is going to graduate and go back, and he ...... In short, today is likely to be the last time we will see each other.

Thinking of this, Pan Jie unconsciously asked more:

"When are you leaving?

Zhang Dunai said: "Well, tomorrow." ”

"It's going back to my hometown and going to the Propaganda Department, right...... Ah, that, I happened to see your employment chart that day. ”

Pan Jie's heart was weak after speaking, although when she leaned over to read the form in the office, she didn't feel that she had paid special attention to the whereabouts of this boy who had a special intersection, there was anything strange and wrong.

"That's right. Zhang Dunai also seemed to have discovered this, and couldn't help but be overjoyed.

This made Pan Jie a little flustered, and she paused, "Then, work hard, goodbye." ”

“…… Good bye. Zhang Dunai raised his hand as he spoke, and waved it in front of him a little unnaturally...... It turns out that this is called "waving goodbye".

Pan Jie waved her hand and smiled, and then she bowed down, picked up the cardboard box with some difficulty, and continued walking among the rough and lush eucalyptus trees.

By this time it was already dark.

The light of the street lamp is ambiguous......

......Suddenly, a long series of rapid, boy-running footsteps came from behind him, and Pan Jie's heart beat wildly.

She was flustered and didn't know if she should turn back...... Or don't look back, but stand down and wait...... Or pretend not to notice and keep going.

And then what?

Refusal?

Or let him help carry the things home?...... Just like that time. When Pan Jie thought of this, his face was hot and he was completely panicked.

The footsteps had already reached her side, and unconsciously, Pan Jie turned her head, she controlled her expression, trying to make herself look calm and unsurprised......

But the moment you see it...... She was still stunned.

A strange boy in a sports vest runs by.

"......" Pan Jie bit his lip, angry, puffing up, angry with himself, and making himself amorous...... Then, unconsciously, he laughed unconsciously.

She turned her head to look behind her...... Where Zhang Dunai was standing before, only a young girl was passing by.

She turned back, and saw no one at all.

Standing like this for a few seconds, he couldn't cry or laugh for a while, Pan Jie gritted his teeth, and continued to walk forward with some difficulty in the night and under the street lamp.

There was one thing she didn't know:

Behind her, behind the third eucalyptus tree, there was actually a boy standing now.

The footsteps just now were actually two strings, but one of them was finally timid, lost her courage at the moment she stopped and turned her head, and hid behind a tree.

After a while,

Pan Jie's figure disappeared around the corner in front of him.

This night, Zhang Dunai did not go to the graduation party, he walked around alone, and finally found a stone step not far from the venue, and sat down quietly alone, not sad or happy......

Some distant singing voices came:

"Let's go, shake your head

At this intersection where the night is as cool as water

The singing boy

You are no longer in the wind

Still nostalgic

That era of fluttering white clothes

The era of fluttering white clothes. ”

The song is unexpectedly ethereal, ethereal and beautiful.

Looking up, the moonlight tonight is also very good. It's beautiful. Zhang Dunai knew that he would remember this day, for a long, long time, until he was no longer a teenager.