September 2001

The best high school in South City is South High School, followed by Jia High School. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info Baihuan's goal since she was a child is Nangao, and after the washing of chemistry in the third year of junior high school, she thinks that although she is dangerous and Jiagao, she is still guaranteed. But when the real high school entrance examination report card came down, she even missed Jiagao.

This is a blow from fate!

Baihuan is an orphan, and her adoptive father was over forty years old when she adopted her. I don't know how my adoptive father found her, when she was just a few days old, she was still in the hospital incubator due to pneumonia, and the expensive medical expenses made the already poor adoptive father bankrupt, and he was also diagnosed with a very serious congenital asthma. But her adoptive father still regarded her as a treasure, and asked people to tell fortunes everywhere, and finally took the name Baihuan, which means Baiyuhuan.

But the adoptive father is an ordinary mortal after all, and he thinks that if the girl does well in the exam, she will continue to study, and if she doesn't do well in the exam, she will just mix a diploma and be self-reliant. She cried at home for two whole months, and finally listened to her adoptive father's words, packed her luggage and went to the provincial capital to study for a junior college. What's the use of being unwilling, you can't die...

Bai Huan curled up alone on the top bunk bed in the dormitory, and the other roommates had just formed a group to go out over the wall to party, leaving her alone. She held her favorite novel "Flower Season and Rainy Season", and watched the part where she happily cut her hair for love over and over again...

Suddenly, the landline on the table rang, and she hurriedly got out of bed to pick it up. The other end of the line said, "I'm looking for Lala." ”

"Van Lala..."Bai Huan had already heard the voice of Lala's boyfriend Aaron, and was lost as usual in front of the walkie-talkie: "She went out to play." ”

Ah Long smiled: "Baihuan, why are you answering the phone again?" ”

Bai Huan didn't want to talk to him more, but an inexplicable anger suddenly rushed up from the bottom of his heart: "I often call in the middle of the night, and people don't have to sleep?" ”

Aaron hung up the phone in a familiar way.

She wasn't angry.

Even someone like Aaron, who is one-sided, can feel that she is looking forward to the call.

But poplar... They hadn't been in touch for months.

Or since they met, they haven't been connected to each other.

But acquaintance, a few words of greeting, but I just filled out a classmate when I graduated.

So why are you angry with him for showing up in the lover's land that night?

The look in his eyes before the high school entrance examination made her unable to sleep for a long time...

But he has been admitted to the Southern High School and is about to go to Peking University Tsinghua University...

But...

Bai Huan finally got up, rummaged through the cabinets and found the phone card and called He Hua, and He Hua's sleeping voice told her in the middle of the night: "I will take two exams tomorrow, and the teaching of Nan Gao is as strict as military training, and when I pass the exam successfully, I will help you check the phone number of Muyang's dormitory." ”

Bai Huan quietly burst into tears, every time He Hua came to her house in the past, her adoptive father always said that the two of them were bright for a while, and each had its own merits. And now, He Hua, who was admitted to the key point of Nangao Province, does not understand the sadness of falling into the white ring of the junior college, and even the dialogue with her at this time is like a kind of harassment that is not doing her job.

But a few days later, Bai Huan looked at the phone number He Hua gave, the small bench was set up on the table, and he was blind in a condescending posture of crossing Erlang's legs.

"What should I say in my first sentence? Joke, or affectionate? ”

Fan Lala held a bowl of instant noodles with an experienced instruction, "Joke, be sure to joke." If he hadn't wanted to see you so much, you wouldn't have been so shameless. ”

The white ring cocks his thumb and presses all the keys in one go.

But after two "beeps", she hung up the phone. Lala put down the instant noodles and broke her hand that was holding the phone tightly, "I'll dial it for you, and I'll talk to you." ”

"No way!"

"It's called putting oneself to death and then being born."

“NO――”

Bai Huan saw Lala's eyes that hated iron and steel, and said obscenely, "I'll do it myself!" ”

Pressing all the keys again, she closed her eyes tightly and didn't dare to breathe, and soon a boy's voice rang out, "Hey, who are you looking for?" ”

She immediately widened her eyes, "Mu Yang, is Mu Yang here?" ”

"He's not here."

Absence? Bai Huan looked at Lala at a loss, and Lala lipsed, "Let's -- he--hit--come." ”

Baihuan shook his head, Lala wanted to grab the phone, and Baihuan clicked and hung up.

Immediately followed by Lala's scolding: "I can hear calluses in my ears about your story, the surname Mu must be interesting to you, otherwise why would he peek at you?" Why do I lend you books? Eating too much? What is there to dare not make a phone call, what if you refuse? What if you break up? Isn't this how youth is lost? ”

Van Lala and He Hua are very different. He Hua's personality is just like her name, fresh and refined, she is poor and single-parent, but she always has a kind of nobility that is not stained by mud. On the other hand, Lala, a businessman, grew up in a brutal lady-like posture, clubbing, drinking, and fighting without exception, and her mature thoughts have always been one or two rhythms faster than Baihuan.

"Of course, you can also wait until he dies on the day of his marriage and runs to be a witness, or when he dies, he writes a sacrifice and writes a sacrificial text, he can't be in the same bed in life, and he can't be in the same hole in death..."

Baihuan shouted, "Van Lala! ”

"Maybe it's possible in the next life..."

Baihuan chased her all over the house with a pillow in hand, and Lala took advantage of her inattention to interject again: "After death, burn a few more pillars of high incense, beg him not to drink that bowl of Meng Po soup, otherwise I won't know who you are in the next life..."

"Ding Ding Ding..." The phone on the table rang, and Lala took advantage of the situation to grab the pillow, "Go and pick it up!" ”

Seeing her cowering, she was still contemptuous: "If you don't pick it up, it will be broken..."

Bai Huan grabbed it, "Hey! ”

The other party did not say anything.

Now that I think about it, those few seconds seem like centuries.

Finally, the voice asked, "Yes... White Ring? ”

Bai Huan was shocked, sure enough, it was him! "I'm White Ring."

For about three seconds, the other party couldn't help but smile: "I knew it was you." ”

"How do you know?"

"This area code is urban, and no one in the city knows me except you." Mu Yang didn't tell her that no other girl had ever called him, and when he just learned that a girl was looking for him, he gave up the football game he had agreed with someone and ran back to check the records. Especially when he saw that the caller area code belonged to the city, his heart fluttered and he felt like he was about to jump out. It's not that he didn't think about contacting her, but he just knew that after she went to study in the city, this was the distance between the two cities, not a meter away, a wall apart.

But he kept waiting.

Bai Huan smiled, "You're still so smart. ”

"What's life like on the new campus?"

"Well... I can't say a few words clearly. ”

"It's okay, you can talk about it slowly in the future."

"Later..."

"Writing letters has been popular for the past two years, and I'm going to jump into the trend."

"What do you mean?"

"Tell me your address."

Bai Huan covered his mouth flattered, and Lala looked anxious, "The mouth is used to speak, what is it covering..."

Many years later, Bai Huan described himself as a man who was robbed of his brain.

She couldn't recall what she said later, she only remembered that Lala said that the phone was too quiet at that time, and Mu Yang's last sentence seemed to say: "Fool, let's contact more in the future!" ”