(1)

Many years later, Fang Chaomu asked me, in the past 20 years, is there any moment when you particularly want to go back.

I replied to him that in my sophomore year of high school, I was released by someone else, and I was stupidly basking in the sun for more than an hour in the summer. If I could turn back time, I would never say a word to him again for all these years.

The parent-teacher meeting ended very early, and ended smoothly before 4 o'clock. Since it was Friday, the school simply gave us an early holiday. I always thought about the appointment with Yu Qiuyun in my heart, so I went home and hurriedly grabbed two mouthfuls of food, then I told my parents that I was going to the same school to copy notes, and went out of the house.

Yu Qiuyun and I made an appointment to meet at the door of the post office bookstore at half past five. Although it was the middle of September, the sun was still very hot, and I was already sweating profusely after riding a few steps, but my heart was blown by the oncoming wind.

When I arrived at the bookstore, it was not yet a quarter past five, and I looked around, but Yu Qiuyun had not yet come. The bangs are sweated, and a lock of them is attached to the door of the head, and it must look ugly. I propped up my car, found an electric car parked on the side of the road, and ran my hair in the rearview mirror.

Where is he going to take me? to a bookstore, or to a secret base that belongs to him? For example, the rooftop of a building, the riverside where the willows are nestled, or the pavilion on the edge of the city, Wangyue Mountain. I thought to myself, and I became more and more fluttering.

Until my bangs were blown dry, and the bright sun gradually faded into a few clouds on the horizon, but I didn't see him for a long time. I looked up at my watch, and it was half past six.

My nervous excitement gradually darkened with the sky. I guess it's not coming, I thought to myself, but I didn't want to move half a minute.

What if he's already on his way?

After another ten minutes, it was time for the bookstore to get off work, and the clerk broadcast the announcement that the store was going to close, and customers came out of it one after another. It's so late, whether it's the Yangliu River or the pavilion on the top of the mountain, it's obviously too late to go. I was stunned, so I might as well pick up the car and go home.

I felt a little stuffy in my heart, my chest seemed to be blocked with a large ball of cotton, and I couldn't breathe and drilled straight into my throat, and my throat was sour and astringent, and I almost held back tears several times.

Since you can't come, why do you call me out!

"Zhou Yiyi?" a boy called me behind me, I hurriedly sniffed, but it was not Yu Qiuyun when I turned around.

Fang Chaomu was carrying the bag of the bookstore in his hand, looking heavy. I barely pulled out an ugly smile and said hello to him.

"What are you buying books?" I asked him.

He put the bag on his back, smiled perfunctorily, and said, "Come and buy some exercise books." You...... Come buy books too?" He gestured to the clerk who was cleaning in the bookstore: "It's already off work." ”

"Oh yes......" I nervous and stammered. "I didn't pay attention to the time when I went out, and I got off work as soon as I arrived at the door. ”

Fang Chaomu nodded, as if he had something else to say. I was afraid that I would be exposed if I talked so much, so I hurriedly said goodbye to him.

(2)

In the evening, my dad asked for my physics workbook for the week, looked at the red cross and sighed again and again, and couldn't help but complain about my mom insisting on letting me study science at that time.

"She has poor logical thinking, but she has a good memory, which is clearly the material for studying liberal arts. If you listen to me, it's still too late to transfer the text. Let's see what her physics has become!"

My mother was busy suppering in the kitchen, and when she heard my dad complaining again, she was also full of impatience and shouted: "She is not good at physics, won't your father, who is a physics teacher, open a small stove for her? If you are not familiar with high school physics, find her a tutor!"

I had a headache listening to it, and I was afraid that I would be scolded if I sat down again, so I quietly slipped upstairs and closed the bedroom door.

It's finally quiet.

I grabbed a novel from the bookshelf and flipped through it on the bed, but I couldn't read a word. The events of the day came out of nowhere. Yu Qiuyun's slender fingers holding the chalk in the sun, the shy tone when explaining the composition to me, and the slightly reddened cheeks when speaking......

He probably likes me...... Then why do you want to release my pigeons again! Let me bask in the sun for so long! The more I think about it, the more irritated I become, I throw away the book and turn over and lie flat, close my eyelids, and curse myself in my heart that I am really useless.

The cicadas outside the window were quieter than the other day, and the silence made me drowsy, and I turned on the computer to play a single on Pu Shu's >. Half-asleep and half-awake, it seems that I heard a QQ system prompt sound. Whatever, I'll see tomorrow. I lifted the quilt over my body and fell asleep in a daze.

(3)

This area of my house was the family area of the grain trading company in the early years, and it was a two-story building with an exclusive single-family building, although it was good-looking, but the sound insulation effect was extremely poor. I've lost count of the first time I've been woken up early in the morning by the crying of the kids next door since we moved in.

I forgot to turn off the computer last night, and the QQ icon kept flashing. I clicked on it and saw that there was a new friend application, and the name was "corrugated grass on the eaves", but there was no name in the remarks.

It must be a messy recommendation from a friend, I thought to myself, and turned off the computer and went downstairs.

My mom had already made breakfast and urged me to finish it quickly and hurry out later.

"It's early in the morning, it's still the weekend. Why are you in such a hurry?" I asked vaguely as I took a large bite of the pancake and chewed on it.

"What else can you do? You heartbreaking," my mom said as she cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks they had eaten, and didn't forget to scold me. "Didn't you say to find you a cram school for physics? Teacher Xiao Zhang and her husband happened to run a cram school in our school, and I contacted them last night. I will send you to try out a few lessons in the morning. ”

It's really vigorous.

The cram school is opened in a community near the school, a hundred square meters of room divided into three rooms, the entrance is an English class, the middle is a remedial math class, and our physics class is in the innermost.

I was a little delayed on the way, but I was still a little late. Only there was an empty seat in the last row, so I sat down with a cat over and pulled out my textbook only to find that I had forgotten to bring a pen.

"Use this. "The girl at the table gently put down a pen on my desk, and there was a pink rabbit head on the cap, which was very cute.

"Thank you!" I whispered, smiling and waving her hand, turning back to take notes on the book.

I really didn't have the brain to learn physics, and the teacher on the stage was very engaged, but I didn't listen to it for a few minutes and started to fall asleep. Holding on to his eyelids, his brain unconsciously went into a dormant state, and he didn't even wake up from the twenty-minute break in the middle of the class.

It seemed that after holding on for a long time, my neck was about to stiffen, and the girl next to me gently patted me on the shoulder: "Hey, class is over." ”

I was thrilled to come out of the chaotic world, and I heard the cacophony of students talking. Looking around, I realized that everyone was packing up their things and walking towards the door one after another.

"Such an interesting class, you can actually fall asleep. The girl chuckled and looked at me amusefully.

I scratched my head embarrassedly and said, "Haha! No way, this seems to be a conditioned reflex, when I was in junior high school, my dad took our physics class, and I always dozed off, I don't know how many times I have been picked up." But you think it's interesting to be so boring, and your grades should be bad, right? Why do you still come to cram school?"

"Actually, I'm in the liberal arts class, and I'm here to teach a friend today, and he can't come because of something. As she spoke, the girl had already packed her things and got up to go out, but I reacted and hurriedly handed her the pen.

She took the pen and waved at me: "I have something to do in a while, let's go first!"

I grinned and waved at her, and when she disappeared behind the door, I remembered that I had forgotten to ask her name.