In the summer of 2008, when the people of the whole country were immersed in the enthusiasm of the Beijing Olympic Games, the five-ring flag was hung at the door of the breakfast shop in our small county town on the northwest N-line, and the large and small supermarkets played "Beijing Welcomes You" on a loop all day long. My parents were glorious people's teachers, and in the summer vacation, in order not to miss a competition, they completely ignored my pleas and resolutely gave up the itinerary of traveling to Yunnan. During that time, there were two major events in our family after dinner, the first was to watch the game around the TV with a small national flag, and the second was to discuss the question of whether I would study literature or science after my sophomore year of high school.

In our family, this is a big thing that needs to be brought to the dinner table. In the nine speeches of the three conferences, my mother explained the "five benefits of learning mathematics, physics and chemistry well" several times, and my father has always advocated doing what he can, so as a physics teacher, after carefully analyzing my various examination papers, he did not hesitate to stand on the opposite side of my mother. I didn't have any opinions since I was a child, I couldn't make a decision for a while and had to be silent, watching them go from discussion to quarrel, from talking about things to turning over old accounts, my mother's anger value soared, and my dad's debating ability was a little weaker, so he gradually fell into the wind, blushing and holding his neck and refusing to admit defeat, and the two were in a stalemate for a while. In a hurry, I slapped the table and shouted, "I think the girl studying science is very handsome!", which rounded my mother's face and saved my dad from fire and water.

Many years later, I asked Lao Crooked, you said, if I didn't make this decision at that time, would it be a completely different situation for me now, about me and Yu Qiuyun?

During the summer vacation, I fell in love with a hair tie with a pink bow, and I decided to keep my hair long, and despite the fact that I had been eating vegetables like crazy for almost two months, my hair grew very slowly. At the beginning of September, when school started, I could only barely tie a small mustache at the back of my head, and the few locks that could not be tied had to hang behind my ears, and I couldn't help but touch them, which made me upset.

I was standing in front of the registration window, and the window was irritably brushing my hair, when suddenly someone grabbed my little mustache from behind, threw my head back sharply, and took two steps back with my body, hitting a man's chest.

"Yo, grow your hair!"

I slapped Tang Jibei's hand holding my hair and glared at him.

"What's the matter, study literature or science?" he came up and asked, but without waiting for me to answer, he raised the class placement notice in his hand again: "I came early in the morning, everything is done, and the road is unimpeded." Like you, a latecomer who likes to sleep lazily, you didn't come to sign up until noon, what time are so many people finished, I don't know if I have to go to two evening self-study sessions today?" I snatched a glance at his placement notice. Bolded bold No. 4 characters, Tang Jibei, Li, high school two (8) class.

"I'm also reasonable," I pushed the notice back into his arms and shoved him. I said angrily, "Please bless me not to be assigned to Class 8." ”

Tang Jibei pulled my hair and squinted at me, "Hey, I said that you are a person, you have been at the same table for a year, and I don't think anything about you with warmth and warmth, what do you mean by disliking me so much?"

"Half of your breakfast is to be shared, half of your homework is to be written for you, you have been chasing girls for half of a semester, you chase girls and I write love letters, but people don't like your face, you have to say that people don't look down on me to write love letters. With a shy face of 1.8 meters, he said that he was kind to me for being warm," I rolled my eyes, "As for thinking about it, don't even think about it, and we will go our separate ways from then on." ”

As soon as the words fell, the teacher at the window handed out a stack of receipts and a few notices, "Zhou Yi, Class 28! Take the receipt, turn left to the second classroom to get your textbooks." ”

I suddenly remembered that my mother had always taught me to be calm and graceful in the face of unsatisfactory situations. But life is difficult and long, and there are always a few moments when I can't do it, such as now.

I turned my head with a sad face, just as Tang Jibei was gloating and laughing, "Hello, new classmate!" Ignoring my earthy face, he laughed and pulled my arm, "Let's go, buddy will take you to get the book." ”

I silently greeted the two hundred and five several times in my heart, but my steps followed him closely. It didn't take long to reach the textbook distribution room, next door to the toilet, and there was no door on the large door frame, only a curtain with male and female logos on it. A thin layer to block the smell of urine. We stood at the door of the distribution room, the smell of urine and the smell of ink flew together between our breaths, and we were dizzy and nauseous for a while.

I hurriedly rushed into the distribution room, trying to avoid this indescribable smell, but was expelled by the administrator: "Go, go, wait outside first, follow the next dial, so many people inside haven't finished receiving it, and it's messed up for a while!"

"Teacher, I'm done, I'll help her get it. Seeing that I was about to gag and empathizing with the world outside the door, a boy by the door put down a stack of books in his hand and took the initiative to ask for help. I nodded at him gratefully, and if I stayed any longer, I would smell of urine.

"Come on, let's go together," Tang Jibei ignored the administrator's reprimand, jumped in from behind me and patted the boy's shoulder, and when the four eyes met, he grabbed the boy's arm in surprise, "Eh, Yu Qiuyun?" stretched out his left hand to hook the boy's shoulder as he spoke, "Have you finished reporting yet?"

"Class Eight, what about you?"

"Damn, it's a coincidence, we're in the same class!" Tang Jibei turned his head to look at me, "Still, this is our new classmate!" This buddy has sat at the same table with me for three years in junior high school, and at that time, he wrote all the love letters I chased girls, and his writing was much more sassy than yours. The boy looked back at me, I smiled embarrassedly at him, Tang Jibei then said to him: "Her name is Zhou Yiyi, I am at the same table in high school, she helped me chase girls last year, and you are her predecessor in writing love letters." ”

The boy named Yu Qiuyun grinned at me: "Hello, junior." ”

Yu Qiuyun's smile that day was one of the best I've seen in all these years, so much so that it lingered in my mind for a long time afterward. In fact, he is not very handsome, but he is just the right amount of clean and delicate, with thick eyebrows and small eyes and short stubble hair, he is a straight man of steel like a literary youth. At that moment, two words popped into my head, beautiful. Many years later, I lay in Yu Qiuyun's arms and asked him how he felt when he first saw me. He told me that at that time he liked to look at the bangs that girls had left, looking young and innocent. So when he saw me standing in the sun smiling at him with bangs like a pot lid on my head, he thought the girl wasn't pretty, but he liked it.

I met his smiling gaze and shook my right hand at him gently: "Hello, Yu Qiuyun." ”