A child who grew up in the city always has enough surprises waiting for him when he arrives in the forest. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Song Jia shouted all the way, dragging Chen Chuan every time to let him see his new discoveries, which made Chen Chuan extremely tired and forgot about going back early. So when they found out, the sky was dark, the sky was a thin and transparent blue, and the sunlight had lost its power, and the air was still hot, but the cool wind from nowhere sent a message to them: soon, the alternation of day and night caused by the rotation of the earth would begin.

The trees cast tangled shadows, and the unknown bird calls only made people's hearts flutter at the moment. Song Jia swallowed his saliva, he finally began to feel a little hairy in his heart, and whispered Chen Chuan's name: "Chen Chuan, Chen Chuan, should we go back?" ”

Chen Chuan glared at him angrily: "You just found out!?" As he spoke, he pulled Song Jia back.

Song Jia looked around the dark and deep woods, and suddenly became afraid: "Let's not get lost......

Chen Chuan is so annoyed now, and now when he hears this, he can't wait to stop his mouth. He counted him down as he identified the direction: "You only know!?" Reaching out to hold Song Jia's wrist again, pulling him to walk with a deep foot and a shallow foot, Chen Chuan finally said: "You didn't listen to you when I told you to go back!" ”

Song Jia rarely listened obediently, and it was dark much faster than this teenager who grew up in the city imagined. At such a time, the fact that Chen Chuan was still by his side, even if it was his only companion, gave him great comfort.

After walking for a long time, "Will you get lost?" Song Jia asked Chen Chuan weakly.

Looking up at the dim sky, Chen Chuan made a judgment, he shook his head and said, "No, we basically walk in a straight line, although it is a little dark, but we keep walking back, and it won't take long to go back." ”

Song Jia was happy when he heard that there was no danger of getting lost, this guy belongs to people who shine when he sees a little sunshine, as the old saying goes, "don't open the house for three days". For a while, he forgot that he was still in the woods, thinking that the small dirt road under his feet was as smooth as the big road with his cement bottom asphalt pavement.

Chen Chuan walked in front of him unconsciously, until he heard Song Jia's ouch and subconsciously turned back, it didn't matter if he turned around, Song Jia bumped straight at him, he only had time to catch Song Jia and was stumbled and pressed to the ground, so that his eyes turned black in an instant, and he only felt that there was no pain from his limbs to his body.

There was a meat cushion at the bottom, and Song Jia didn't have much impact, and when he reacted, he realized that the big thing was not good, Chen Chuan was half a head shorter than him, and God knew what would be bad when he pressed it. He hurriedly got up from Chen Chuan and shouted: "Chen Chuan, Chen Chuan!" Chen Chuan! ”

Chen Chuan fell to the ground, and there was a loud noise from Song Jia's voice next to his ears, and he only felt a swelling pain in his head, he took a breath and shouted: "I'm not dead yet!" He couldn't stand it anymore and yelled with his breath.

Then, the world was finally quiet.

Song Jia honestly helped Chen Chuan up, and looked up and down around Chen Chuan again, making sure that Chen Chuan was not injured because of this unwarranted disaster, and then finally settled down. He was stunned for a long time before he finally held back a sentence: "I really didn't mean to." ”

"I know you didn't mean to." Chen Chuan rubbed his waist with grinned teeth, and said in his heart, I was just afraid that you didn't mean to.

The two teenagers finally quieted down, Song Jia realized that the forest was a little darker, looking at the deep forest, he couldn't help but shiver, reached out and pulled the corner of Chen Chuan's clothes-he didn't dare to touch Chen Chuan now--he whispered uneasily: "We, really haven't lost our way, right?" ”

"Now I know that I'm afraid, why didn't you listen when I asked you to go back with Zhao Mo and them just now?" After being aggrieved for a long time, Chen Chuan finally got angry, but after all, he was a gentle and slow son in his nature, and he couldn't say anything cruel, even if it was swearing in the local dialect, he usually talked about it privately at most, and finally Chen Chuan had to emphasize repeatedly: "I just said that I wanted to go back together......"

Song Jia didn't say anything, but honestly helped Chen Chuanshen to walk forward one foot at a time - he was quite smart, and knew that it would not do him any good if he completely provoked Chen Chuan now.

The forest was finally completely silent. No, it wasn't all silent, the boys could still hear the wind whisking through the branches, the unknown birds and insects, the blades of grass, and guess if there was a squirrel running overhead.

The night breeze in the mountains carried a gentle coolness, and Song Jia quickly put what had just happened behind him - it was indeed not something particularly worth remembering - he tilted his head curiously, listened to the chaotic chirping of insects, and then excitedly told Chen Chuan that he had just known, and even crickets, and Chen Chuan only nodded perfunctorily most of the time, he was still worried about the dark things, and he was even more worried that their failure to return would be discovered by the managers.

"Ah......h

Song Jia let out a voice like a sigh.

Chen Chuan raised his head, and he also sighed loudly like a friend—this was a small gap, the trees were sparse, open and sparse, and there was the best view, as if he was waiting for the young man here. The sunset burned the edge of the heaven and earth red, and the sunset was still rising and falling on the edge of the earth, as if it could still leap up in the next moment, but the figures of the stars had gradually revealed the veil of night, and the night was coming, and the light was gone.

They watched in silence for a few minutes, then turned back and walked towards the cabin, where no one spoke for the rest of the journey back until they finally returned to the cabin.

I don't know how many times this is looking at the quartz clock hanging on the wall, Zhao Mo forced himself to withdraw his gaze and silently hypnotized: before he looked at the wall clock again, the two guys who had not returned for a long time came back.

Fang Ping swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and his voice was so loud that it scared himself. He tugged at a hole in the sponge cushion in the armrest, not realizing that his actions had enlarged the hole, which was the size of a fingernail, to the size of a fingernail, and of course, even if he did, he wouldn't have noticed it.

About half an hour ago, the phone to check the number of people had already rang, and they used the excuse of going to the toilet and taking a shower to prevaricate, and the person on the other side of the phone told them that they would call again after half an hour, "You tell your classmates that you must answer after half an hour, otherwise we will send someone to come to them." ”

The phone is about to ring at any moment.

Zhao Mo and Fang Ping waited and waited in the wooden house, and the two of them were so anxious that they didn't dare to tell the teacher. Just as Zhao Mo said that if they didn't come back, they would notify the teacher immediately, the doorbell finally rang.

The two men ran over and opened the door as if they had been pardoned, and saw the other two men rolling in mud outside the door.

The people inside and outside the room sat on the floor almost at the same time.

When the month finally ended, and there was a suspicion from the hospital, and the teacher told the students that they could finally go home, the summer vacation began.

The four of them packed up their things and stood outside the wooden house with emotion and looked at the place where they had been staying for a whole month. Fang Ping sighed: "At first, I thought I would definitely not be able to stand it, but as a result, now that I think about it, I don't think it's that bad." ”

Zhao Mo pursed his lips, "After the matter has passed, looking back, I always feel that it is not as bad as I imagined." ”

Song Jia squinted his eyes, the strong sunlight was shining directly on them, and he looked up at the sky, and the light spots in his vision flashed with so many colors that he could barely open his eyes. He turned his head and just collided with Chen Chuan's gaze, and the two of them were slightly stunned, and saw their figures in each other's black pupils.

Chen Chuan turned his head and laughed softly: "I think it's very good," he said this, he was slightly regretful: "But it's a big loss to not attend class for a month." ”

Fang Ping smacked his tongue: "Don't do it!" What a rare holiday! He made a distressed look, "I feel like my heart is bleeding when I think that the leisurely days are going to be gone!" ”

Song Jia was stunned: "Isn't it about to be a summer vacation?" ”

"Huh!" Fang Ping immediately looked over, "Really fake!?" ”

This time it was the turn of the other three people to be surprised, Fang Ping, who had always been known as a news collective, didn't know the news of the holiday, Zhao Mo first asked: "You really don't know if it's fake?" ”

"Why am I lying to you!" Fang Ping was almost heartbroken, "I haven't called home yet!" ”

"By the way, Fang Ping was taking a bath when the teacher called to inform him yesterday, and then he forgot to tell him." Chen Chuan finally remembered, and he hurriedly explained to Fang Ping: "That's the case, the Education Bureau issued a notice not to use the summer vacation to make up classes, so the school had to be closed." ”

Song Jia squeezed his eyebrows beside him and said, "Fang Ping, your father finally did a good thing!" ”

Fang Ping rolled his eyes: "The Education Bureau is not opened by my family!" ”

Zhao Mo raised his wrist and looked at his watch: "It's time to go, it's almost time to gather!" ”

Song Jia began to rummage through his schoolbag, and said as he flipped through it: "Let's take a photo!" He shook the camera he took out and said a little proudly, "Ha! I've thought of this day for a long time! ”

The camera is a film machine that is obsolete at home. Song Jia's family bought a digital camera during the Chinese New Year, and he thought he would be able to move freely before coming this time, so he brought the film camera out. I almost thought it was a white belt, but it ended up coming in handy.

The four of them took photos separately, and finally Song Jia said: "Fang Ping, help me take a picture with Chen Chuan!" ”

Chen Chuan was stunned: "Let's shoot together!" ”

Song Jia said confidently: "Who will get the camera when you shoot together!" And there is no tripod! ”

Before Chen Chuan could react, Song Jia had already taught Fang Ping to use it, and then dragged Chen Chuan a few steps to the position, he lay on Chen Chuan's shoulder, and shouted at Fang Ping: "Snapshot snapshot!" ”

Chen Chuan almost pressed him to the ground, but when he struggled hard, Fang Ping had already pressed the shutter.

The four teenagers in that photo, even if they get together many years later, talk about that special month, and say that it is the most special memory of their high school career.