Time always flies quickly, and it passes in the blink of an eye, which makes people feel a trace of resentment, annoyance at it, why don't you stay longer, even if it's just a breath, but time says, don't blame me for walking too fast, it's you, worry too much, miss too much, so your pace is too slow, can't keep up with my rhythm. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In fact, there is still a sentence that time has not said, that is, I am walking slowly, how do you feel the changes of the four seasons, to feel the impermanence of life, to feel the fluctuations in your heart, so that you want to cherish me from the heart.

Yes, time is merciless, human, amorous.

Real World, 2011, October 23, Yuwen Hao's house.

Now, it is not long after the start of Yu Wenhao's senior year of high school.

Speaking of the third year of high school, I have to say that Yu Wenhao's little sad urging - the first year of high school was in the old teaching building, Zhiyuan Building, the second year of high school transferred to the new teaching building, Tranquility Building, and the third year of high school, and turned back to this place full of memories, Zhiyuan Building. The reason why I say this is because there is no such back-and-forth torture as the 12th session in the past and the new one after that, living in a different place for a year.

On this day, it is the weekend, there is no need to make up classes, and on this day, there is some cold breath blowing in the air.

Somehow, according to this time of the year, it was supposed to be a cool time in autumn, but for some reason, this year, it seems that the winter is a little early, the weather was sunny two days ago, and today is the beginning of the cold wind.

However, even so, Yu Wenhao stood in front of the small balcony, still wearing a white casual short-sleeved shirt.

Yu Wenhao looked at the old tree below the balcony, and looked at the green and yellow branches and leaves on the old tree, as if it was about to enter winter, and began to collect energy.

The roof of the low brick house beside the old tree was covered with its branches and leaves, and the whole roof was piled up with green and yellow, and on it, occasionally one or two small birds flew up, jumping on it, foraging for food.

Turn your head to look to the right, from the small balcony of Yuwenhao's house, you can see that on Zhenhua Avenue here, two beautiful buildings have been built, one is light blue tiles covering the exterior wall, in front of Yuwenhao's view, one is gray tiles covering the exterior wall, in front of Yuwenhao's left, and behind these two buildings, there are several buildings surrounding the community.

Looking at the building opposite, Yu Wenhao in junior high school once fantasized in his heart that when he grew up and had a job, he would save some money and buy a new house in the building there, so that his grandmother could live in the new house.

After looking at it for a while, Yu Wenhao retracted his gaze, looked at the old tree again, and looked at the old tree, at this time, a fallen leaf, a half-yellow fallen leaf.

It was the fall of this half-yellow fallen leaf, Yu Wenhao saw it in his eyes, but it was on him, and there was a faint light that he couldn't see or feel, which pulled his mind back to when he was in school this week.

On that day, the weather was fine, the sun was falling, not hot, with a warm breath lingering.

During the end of class, Yu Wenhao stood in front of the fence of Zhiyuan Building, lowered his head, looked at the small trees on the edge of the playground below, and watched them, in the wind, a leaf fell down.

The fallen leaves, blowing with the wind, fluttered and turned around a few times, and fell to the ground in a whirlwind, and was trampled under the feet of a classmate who happened to pass by.

Yu Wenhao, who was watching in a daze at the fence, didn't notice a figure walking beside him.

"What are you looking at?"

Listening to the boy's voice, Yu Wenhao came back to his senses and turned his head to look over.

In the eye, it is a talented, polite boy, white and clean, and gives people a feeling of cream.

This person, named Li Jin, is a classmate of Yuwenhao Elementary School, junior high school, and high school, all in the same school, has a good relationship, and is also a good table tennis player.

"Nothing."

replied casually, Yu Wenhao turned his head and looked at the fallen leaves, and there seemed to be a hesitant emotion lingering in his heart.

"The more you float, the more you dance."

"What are you talking about? Why can't I understand? Li Jin on the side looked at Yu Wenhao and said the words he couldn't hear clearly, and couldn't help asking.

"Nothing." Yu Wenhao replied, just looking at the fallen leaves, as if he had become the fallen leaves at this moment.

"It's nothing, go to the toilet, do you want to go?"

"Toilets?" Yu Wenhao was stunned for a moment and looked at Li Jin, "Let's go, together." ”

With that, the two of them went downstairs together and walked towards the toilet.

Got off the Zhiyuan Building, walked on the edge of the playground to go to the toilet, Yu Wenhao deliberately looked at the fallen leaves, and then looked at the surrounding of the fallen leaves casually, as if he was just now, he was covered by the fallen leaves, but he didn't find that in the fallen leaves, among these small trees, there was a red flower, blooming there, just because it was covered in those trees, so I didn't see it for a while.

Yu Wenhao followed Li Jin on the steps to the toilet, and when he walked down, he looked at the red flower very seriously for some reason.

This red flower is not gorgeous, and even has a sense of decay.

After taking this look, Yu Wenhao retracted his gaze, followed Li Jin, went to the toilet, and after coming out, when he walked on the steps, he glanced at the flower again.

It was at this glance that Yu Wenhao suddenly had an illusion, it seemed that on the current red flower, there seemed to be a woman's face unimagined for a moment, Yu Wenhao thought that he was dazzled, rubbed his eyes, and when he looked at it again, the red flower was still the red flower.

"Strange."

Muttering, Yu Wenhao followed Li Jin and walked towards the classroom of Class 6 on the third floor.

"Dingding......

When the class bell rang, Yu Wenhao and Li Jin entered the classroom and sat in their respective seats.

Sitting from the door of the classroom, the two single seats in the innermost row by the window, the first one lined up with the podium, and the position of a water dispenser in front of it, Yu Wenhao ignored the somewhat noisy classroom environment, took the draft book, held the pen, and groaned, writing something on it.

At the door of the classroom, a female teacher walked in.

Not tall, wearing a black-rimmed eye, the eyes are very godly, the key is, with a round face of a little Lori, but without the delicate figure of a little Lori, this female teacher is the English teacher of the science class, Teacher Xiao Luo.

"Class."

Teacher Xiao Luo walked into the classroom, frowned, walked to the podium, and whispered.

In the third row, a girl with a goose egg face, willow eyebrows, and black-rimmed glasses watched Teacher Xiao Luo walk in, she looked around the classroom, also frowned, and shouted.

"Stand up."

This girl is the class president in the class, Zhang Ai.

With Zhang Ai's voice, immediately, the students in the class fell silent and stood up.

"Salute."

"Hello teacher."

"Hello students, please be seated."

Yu Wenhao, who didn't look up and leave his sketchbook even if he stood up, stared at his sketchbook after sitting down, looked at the poem written on it, frowned, and thought.

"Please open the book, today we will study the last section of the first unit, and first look at the words of this subsection of this unit."

On the podium, Mr. Xiao Luo opened the English book and said it loudly.

However, Teacher Xiao Luo's loud voice was still not as loud as the whispered words of the students below.

Therefore, Teacher Xiao Luo's words were only heard by the students in the first three rows.

And this also includes Yu Wenhao.

I saw that Yu Wenhao heard Teacher Xiao Luo's voice and felt her somewhat angry tone, and here, he couldn't think of the follow-up of the poem, so he raised his head and looked over.

Seeing this, Yu Wenhao was stunned for a while.

Because, he found that Teacher Xiao Luo and the face of the woman who suddenly appeared from the flower he saw just now overlapped. This made him very confused.

In the two seconds that Yu Wenhao looked at Teacher Xiao Luo and was stunned, there was a handsome voice in the second single seat behind Yu Wenhao, a handsome boy who looked very enchanting and even had a bewitching posture.

"Xiao Haozi, if you keep staring at Teacher Xiao Luo, you won't think about others."

"Damn, you have to think about it."

Yu Wenhao, who was startled by Wu Shuaishuai's enchanting voice, broke a sentence, turned his head to glance at Wu Shuaishuai, and saw that he was grinding his nails, so he couldn't help but glance at him with contempt and turned away.

At the moment when Yu Wenhao turned around, the classroom was still for a moment, and a black light rose up and shrouded the surroundings, forming an enchantment.

The comfortable figure of the heart demon dressed in black condensed in the illusion, appeared in front of Yu Wenhao, with cold eyes, looking at Teacher Xiao Luo who turned around with a surprised and panicked look.

"How did you find me?" At this moment, a man's voice came from the mouth of Teacher Xiao Luo.

Listening to this voice, the demons in the heart are comfortable and familiar.

"Viper King."

"I didn't expect you to remember me."

Teacher Xiao Luo came out of the words of the Viper King, and on his body, a purple flame light flickered, and in the illusion, the figure of a man in white who was as warm as jade appeared, and on his handsome face, there was a pair of eyes with a touch of charm, which made people confused.

"It's so deep hidden, and it can be discovered, it seems that I'm not very lucky."

The Viper King complained, and in the next breath, the purple flame light rising from his figure suddenly rolled, turning into a purple flame snake, opening the snake's mouth, and swallowing the inner demon comfortably.

"Want to go?" The heart demon looked at the purple flame snake that came to swallow the head of the snake, and sensed that the figure of the viper king had broken away from Teacher Xiao Luo, and rushed towards the enchantment light curtain, and immediately snorted coldly, raised his hand, and there were gray ripples at the fingertips, and then pointed out.

I saw that the heart demon comfortably clicked on his finger, and the circle of ripples that swirled around his fingertips turned into a gray finger, with a trace of strange aura, bursting into the open mouth of the swallowed purple flame snake, and penetrated directly.

The fingers that pierced out went straight to the Viper King, who was ferociously bombarding the enchantment light curtain, and was about to hit.

The Viper King turned around suddenly, a hideous color flashed on his face, raised his hand, and his breath dispersed, instantly condensed in his hand, turned into a flaming palm, and slammed the gray fingers that shot at him.

"Bang ......"

A muffled sound sounded, and the Viper King's body shook suddenly, and a strong force fell on him, causing his body to bounce out when it touched the enchantment light curtain, and the comfortable figure of the heart demon was already waiting there.

I saw that the heart demon raised his hand comfortably, and pointed at the eyebrows of the viper king who rebounded, and a black light flickered at the fingertips, and a violent aura instantly enveloped the viper king, covering it.

"No......" The Viper King's deep voice sounded unwillingly, and in the next breath, his figure turned into a viper with a light purple flame under the illumination of a black light.

Solved the Viper King, with a black light in his eyes, he glanced at Teacher Xiao Luo, and saw the red flower that should not exist on Teacher Xiao Luo.

"Man is only a moment in this world, like the flowers of spring, the fallen leaves of autumn, when the wind blows, and then they are scattered. But ......"

muttered, and when the heart demon was comfortable and illusory, he waved his hand and dispersed the enchantment.

Classrooms are back to normal.

Yu Wenhao's expression was shocked, as if he had thought of something, and hurriedly wrote in the draft book.

"Life is a fleeting moment,"

"The spring flowers are full of flowers, and the autumn leaves are withered."

"But the wind is like a flocculent,"

"The more you float, the more you dance."

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