Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Ditch That Can't Be Crossed
June 2134 in the summer calendar.
The junior high school in Qingzi Town is preparing for the high school entrance examination, although it is a small place, but there are surprisingly many students, more than 2,000 candidates in one school alone. Under such great pressure to go on to higher education, it is also a matter of course to carry out the devil's education in high school in advance.
In the third year of junior high school, they were still struggling with the entrance exam, and after three years of nightmares, they finally got a little rest. It's not a long time, it's only two weeks, and after two weeks it's time for another exam.
However, for students who have been temporarily liberated from the life of waking up early and returning late, they have not yet thought about it so long-term, and it may be useless to think about it. It's better to take this time to rest and imagine the future by the way.
What high school will you go to? What university will you be into? What to do in the future?
The basic qualities of adults have emerged on those young and immature faces, and no matter who they are, they are always full of hope for the future.
Ye Xuan, as a student who lived closer to home, was left to clean up the classroom, and most of the books were taken home by the owner, but many were abandoned in their original places. Junior high school books have always been based on the principle of throwing them away when they are used up. As a result, a large amount of blank paper is left in the school every year.
Stacking the books neatly one by one, and then leveling the tables and chairs, Ye Xuan touched the beads of sweat on his head and gasped loudly. The temperature in June is not too hot, but with high-intensity action, it can be compared to July. Her face was flushed from the heat, and she pulled her neckline open to let the cold air in.
After the temperature calmed down a little, Ye Xuan picked up her schoolbag, and it was almost seven o'clock now, but fortunately, her parents were quite relieved of her. If someone else doesn't come home at this time, their parents may come to the door.
Ye Xuan won't admit that she is a little envious of her parents who come to the door......
After confirming again that there were no other items that needed to be sorted out in the classroom, Ye Xuan said to Shuo Ye who was in a daze, "Shuo Ye, let's go." ”
Shuo Ye had been standing by the door, his eyes blank, not knowing where to stare at. Seeing Ye Xuan busy coming and going, he didn't come up to help.
"Since you've been watching it for so long, why don't you come and help?" Ye Xuan was slightly dissatisfied, at this time, she was not as mature as she was in the future, and she was still at the age of daring to think and speak.
Shuo Ye and her family are on the same road, and the two usually go home together, and this time is no exception. It was Ye Xuan who was left behind, and Shuo Yeben didn't have to wait for her to finish tidying up. Ye Xuan, who thought that Shuo Ye would leave first, unexpectedly looked at her at the door where she had been standing for two hours.
Shuo Ye tilted her head slightly, this was her habitual action when she couldn't figure out something, "You didn't say you wanted me to help." ”
Didn't let herself help, so she wouldn't help.
Perfect logic, but does not conform to the concept of normal human behavior.
"It's really the logic of the night......" Ye Xuan, who got the result, couldn't cry or laugh.
"Am I wrong?" Shuo Ye wondered.
"No, no, that's true."
Because until you help someone, you won't know if that person needs help. No request means "not needed" and means "denied". If you help, you may be blamed.
Logically, this way of thinking can even be called empathetic. Think about the other person's psychology before acting.
But morally, or intuitively, the practice of the night is impersonal.
Even if you don't need help, the person next to you turns a blind eye, and a hint of blame will rise in your heart.
As the sun sets, the clouds in the sky are burned red, like a huge oil painting. The street lights on the street are rising little by little. They had been looking at this scene for three years, and the scene was no different from three years ago. But it wasn't until this moment that Ye Xuan suddenly realized that they had just gone through the first journey of their lives.
Obviously it was the same scenery, and there were the same people standing next to her, but a sense of right and wrong rose in her heart.
Many poets will sigh when they see the twilight, and the sensitivity left in the genes can still be reflected in later generations.
It hasn't changed, but it feels like everything has changed.
Sunset, clouds, street lights......
It's not static, she's learning, she's growing, she's walking on the road of life, going through one section after another, and she's about to meet the second round of choices.
This time, will she be able to choose her own life?
His heart was filled with inexplicable panic, Ye Xuan opened his mouth, learning to think about life as a philosopher for the first time, "Na, Shuo Ye." ”
"Huh?"
"In high school, you will also apply for Qingzi Middle School." It is known as the best high school in Qingzi Town, and the admission rate is almost 100%. According to the results of the new night, there is absolutely no problem to go there.
"Of course, that's why I'm here." Shuo Ye replied without thinking, "And if I can't pass the exam, my family will kill me." ”
"Hahaha." Ye Xuan was amused by her, "Are you actually going to take the key high school entrance exam for this?" ”
"Or else?" Shuoye's logic and Ye Xuan are difficult to be on the same level, "Take the key high school." Then get admitted to a good university. It's easy to work later. ”
"Isn't that what that's all about?" Why hesitate about things that are good for you.
Shuo Ye didn't understand why Ye Xuan hesitated. "Ah...... I'm so envious of the night......"
"You never think about these things, if only the two of us had a change of mind."
"Then I won't be entangled."
If you didn't have the heart to resist from the beginning, wouldn't you be afraid now?
If you agree with the life arranged by others from the beginning, you won't be depressed now.
This little bit of subtle thought, when others knew, just smiled, and then said indifferently, "Ah...... It's time for rebellion. ”
Her life is still being manipulated, and her life is still not her own.
"If only I were like the Night." At sunset, the girl's wail was mercilessly swallowed.
That's when I found that there was a gap between myself and Ye Xuan that couldn't be crossed.
It's inconceivable that two people with completely different philosophies can be dating for three years, and if they develop step by step, high school is the time when they are separated.
Yes, if it weren't for the "scars", they would never have come this far.
envy each other, admire each other, and then go their separate ways, and there will be no intersection in the future.
Ye Xuan, who couldn't control his emotions, envied Shuoye's extreme calmness, but Shuoye's extreme calmness envied Ye Xuan's discovery of "himself".
It is precisely because I have discovered "myself" that I want to live my own life.
Ye Xuan lived the life of "Ye Xuan".
Shuoye lives a life of "Shuoye".
"Ye Xuan" is real.
"New Night" is what others imagine.
True and false,
Reality and Illusion,
Self-with and without self.
It's like the Milky Way in the sky, separating a world into two sides.