Don't come to me in the future.

Ren Er's head kept coming up with the scene of Li Jing saying this sentence that day, her face was very thin, and the lights in the classroom hit Li Jing's face through the darkness, faintly making him unable to see it really.

His heart seemed to be blocked by something, and the originally clear lake began to muddy, and he wondered if he reached out to pick up the blocked thing, would it not be so blocked.

But he didn't want to reach in.

He smiled and told her, OK.

On the first night, the lake began to become a stagnant water, and his head hurt when it was blocked.

The next day, he thought that this might be because he was mixed together every day in junior high school, and he hadn't seen each other for so long, and he couldn't stand Li Jing saying this as soon as he saw him. It must be so.

Maybe Li Jing will take the initiative to come to him in a few days.

But the wait was weeks. Seeing that the holiday was about to begin, Li Jing still didn't come.

Until this evening, the head teacher with a wrinkled face came into the class to announce the spring outing this weekend. When he asked everyone if they had any questions, Ren Er raised his hand for the first time in class.

The head teacher obviously didn't expect him to raise his hand. Motioned for him to speak.

He stood up, like a student, and said, "Teacher, do you have to go?" ”

He has never been interested in this kind of group activity, and he has been like this since elementary school, and he will run away from every group activity, and he used to skip class with his buddies to play in the suburbs.

I remember skipping class for the first time in the fifth grade, and they bought a few bottles of beer and a few packs of cigarettes.

He saw the flattering smiling faces of the people around him, and he smacked the beer bottle on the stone with his fingers, and the cap fell off. This isn't the first time he's been drinking.

"Good!" "Good!" Several boys shouted loudly, and there was even sparse applause.

Ren Er stretched out his slender fingers as if he hadn't heard and pulled out a box of cigarettes from the cigarette case.

"Boss, you're so elegant." A junior classmate bared a mouthful of yellow teeth, trembling and took out a lighter to light it for him.

It was his first time smoking.

He watched the tail of the cigarette be lit, and he couldn't show his timidity, so he took a hard puff like the person on TV.

"Ahem" ...... It's really choking.

Teal smoke billed from his nose and throat, and his eyes were obscured.

He felt that he must be embarrassed.

So he took a second puff unwillingly, he felt that he was playing a game, desperately suppressing the choking smoke.

Thinking of the woman's resolute face, he took a few more puffs.

At night, his throat hurts.

Later, when he was bored, in the moments before and after the fight, when he saw the yielding faces of those people, someone would always hand out a cigarette from behind him.

Once he got used to it, he fell in love with the smell, the faint smell of tobacco, and the feeling that something was always stuck in his throat, and this feeling made him forget the pain in his heart.

"I like the faint smell of tobacco on you." The good-looking girl looked straight at him.

He originally disdained to chat with girls. But because of this sentence, he looked at her a few more times.

"Really?" He squinted at her, no expression on his face.

"Hmm." She leaned close to him, her mouth pursed slightly, her eyes narrowed, her cheek almost touching his face, smelling him. If you put it in other boys, you will definitely blush.

But Ren Er's eyes were still looking ahead, as if he hadn't noticed the girl who was about to be pasted.

This kind of coldness makes the girl interested. She put her hands on his chest and looked at his face.

Ren Er tore her hand off, sneered, turned around and left, leaving the girl who didn't react.

If it weren't for this girl, maybe he wouldn't know Li Jing, right?

That afternoon, the meaty-faced boy came to him with a gang of people and said that he had robbed his woman. Ren Er pouted, that restless girl soon.

He knew that this boy was the little bully of the school next door. He didn't want to pay attention to him. It's just that when he turned around to go back to work, he heard an undisguised voice: "What a cow, isn't it just a weed without a mother?" ”

He didn't know who said this. He walked without looking back, dropping a few words: "Friday afternoon, West Street Alley." ”

Gang fighting.

Dusty and sunny.

When Ren Er grabbed the hair of the boy with a meaty face, he saw the girl standing at the entrance of the alley.

Short hair, big black T-shirt, and a face full of frightened caution, this kind of caution comes from the real unpretentious.

They quickly got rid of each other. Ren Er led a group of people to the entrance of the alley.

The girl hadn't left yet, and looked at them in the alleyway.

"Boss, how do you solve this girl's film?" One of the boys under him said, and he was about to make a move.

Ren Er stretched out his arm to block him.

He stepped forward, "Why do you want to watch us fight?" ”

He heard her timid voice, "I'm going to report to the teacher." ”

The group behind him laughed, and he was amused by the remark.

"Better go. There are few group activities in the second and third years of high school, and the friendship of high school classmates is the most cherished. The head teacher said.

Will Li Jing go, Ren Er suddenly thought of this question.

In the past, when she was in junior high school, Li Jing did not participate in group activities. Thinking of this, Ren Er frowned, it seemed that he rarely saw Li Jing get close to any girl when he was in junior high school.

He knew that the situation in her family was ridiculed like him, although she never mentioned it, but Ren Er could guess it.

Every time there is a group activity, she will come to him, and sometimes he is in class, the so-called class, is to sit in the back row and look out the window at the blue sky. At this time, he will go out to play with her, he is a person who is very good at playing.

There are times when he is also skipping class, and at this time Li Jing will find him in the ruins.

The ruins are his favorite place. It's so similar to his life.

When he came here, he seldom brought those little minions with him, so he sat alone on the high wall of the ruins, looking at the vast sky and the wasteland, and his heart was desolate.

A little bit with Li Jing. Li Jing was not quiet at all, she jumped on the wall like a boy and sat beside him. Quietly accompany him in a daze.

This girl is real and unpretentious, quiet and hearty.

As soon as he thought of it, he ignored the teacher on the podium and the stunned classmates in the class, as he did many times.

Turn left out of the classroom, pass by two classrooms, and there are steps.

Twelve steps, he counted, came to the corner.

Go down another 12 steps, turn right, and you will arrive at the entrance of the class of the first class of high school.

Ren Er smiled, he was really stupid, he didn't go to class, others still had to go to class.

He passed by the gate of their freshman class, causing a commotion, but he saw that Li Jing did not look up.

There is a little loss.