Today was an absolutely sunny day, and it was also the day I remember the most.

In the morning, the military training is the closing meeting of the whole school.

In the past month, my skin has darkened by two degrees, and my body has grown by a level.

The originally petite and delicate soft girl, after a month of devastation, was finally forged into an iron lady, and she was still a shoddy substandard product.

Standing in the queue and looking out, the entire football field was covered in a deep green.

If you look down from a high place, you will see a large area of dense small mung beans neatly and orderly lined up in a vertical and horizontal column. However, people with dense phobias may not be able to accept it.

On the stage, the closing ceremony of the school's military training was being carried out enthusiastically, and I prayed leisurely to God that I could graduate from college in four years without seeking much further study.

But life tells me that it seems that I still need to add oil and vinegar to be wonderful.

So, tragedy struck?????? At the closing meeting of the school's military training, the student representative who Zuihou took the stage to give a speech was my ex-boyfriend - Zhu Yang.

When I heard the voice of Zhu Yang's speech, I raised my head as if I had thrown my head away, so that Lin Yishui, a Beijing girl next to me, was also startled.

Zhu Yang and I were in the same school, which I didn't even expect when I smashed my head.

I suddenly remembered the day when Zhu Yang and I were sent the admission letter, he kept telling me that he had been admitted to Zhejiang University, not my second school, and even he had the illusion that he wrote my first choice on his second choice column.

Zhu Yang and I broke up so peacefully, there was no quarrel, no parting, and no tears.

I consoled myself by saying that the cities we were separated from each other were too far away for our futures to intersect.

However, now Zhu Yang is sixty meters in front of me.

I suddenly felt like someone splashing Fanta on the front of you, and the orange bubbles kept on my face, which was very strange.

I looked up at the sky, thinking that I was blinded by a nervous hallucination, but the sunlight above my head was too dazzling, it was like a black hole that would emit light, and it could not see the bottom, and it was painful.

I stood in the audience, unable to resist listening to Zhu Yang's speech, his voice was thick and powerful, piercing my eardrums, my nerves, surrounding me, together with the rising temperature, freezing me in place.

It was as if I was going to melt, and it was as if I was going to die.

Therefore, in Zuihou's second-of-the-second intellectual struggle, I didn't stop the short rest of my brain, and I fainted in the audience, fainting in Zhu Yang's lies and voices.

How I wish that when I woke up, someone told me, "Kid, you're just suffering from heat stroke." Child, the person who just gave a speech on stage is not Zhu Yang. ”

But reality and imagination are always so much different, reality is reality, cruelty is cruelty.

Escaping will never solve anything.

That's right, the speaker is Zhu Yang, the man I once loved deeply.

I'm so sure because in the 24 hours that are about to pass, I'll wake up from my sleep from heat stroke.

Immediately afterward, I would see the military training pacesetter list in the lobby of the main building of the school. In the lower right corner of the list, there is a frontal photo of Zhu Yang, and his name is clearly written under the photo.

Zhu Yang in the photo is tanned, just like me.