The last time the two met was in the spring of 09, He An clearly remembered that it was a spring when a hundred flowers were in full bloom, Wang Minghui dragged his fat body, and the two came to the field in the suburbs, lying on the grass and looking at the sky.

A few days after that meeting, He An received the news of Wang Minghui's death, a cancer caused by obesity, pancreatic cancer. Sometimes life is like this, some people, those important people in your life, just disappear from your memory without you noticing, and then little by little they are wiped out into ashes and blown away by the wind without leaving any trace.

When he learned the news from the phone, He An's heart seemed to be calm and terrifying, just hiding in the room and smoking non-stop, and in the end he could only let out a long sigh helplessly. Because He An knows that no matter what he does, he can't wake up his best brother anymore.

Looking at the living Wang Minghui in front of him, who had a healthy and strong body at this time, He An once again deeply thanked God in his heart and thanked his old man for giving him this dream rebirth experience.

"You kid!" He An's eyes were red, he smiled, and gently smashed Wang Minghui's chest with his fist, and said happily.

", what's wrong with you guy today, why are you a little nervous, isn't it that someone lowered your head." Wang Minghui touched the back of his head angrily, a little confused.

"Hehe, you're being beheaded!" He An's consciousness was ⊥, and he was a little out of shape at this time, so he hurriedly snorted to relieve it.

"Hey, by the way, there is still a month to take the high school entrance examination, how many middle schools are you going to apply for, how about our brother still go to school at that time?" He An deliberately asked, in fact, he knew that Wang Minghui was admitted to the first middle school, although this guy was a little greedy and fun-loving, but his grades were quite good, in his memory, Wang Minghui's score in the middle school entrance examination was a few points lower than that of the first middle school, but the family still spent money to buy points to enroll.

"My dad asked me to apply for the city's first high school, it is said that it is the city's top students, although my grades are poor, but my father said that it is worth spending some money at that time, but He An, if you want to apply for the first middle school, I am afraid it will be more difficult!" The two of them have been friends since childhood, so they don't need to hide anything when they talk.

"No. 1 Middle School, indeed, I'm afraid my results are hard to count on, I heard that No. 1 Middle School is full of some big beauties, don't forget to introduce a few to my buddies when the time comes!" He An didn't plan to tell Wang Minghui about his plan to apply for No. 1 Middle School, after all, he was a solid scumbag now, and speaking out would definitely make this kid laugh. When he arrived at No. 1 Middle School, this guy would definitely be surprised, and he really wanted to see what Wang Minghui would look like at that time.

Why is He An so obsessed with applying for the No. 1 Middle School in the city, because at that time Yangxia No. 1 Middle School was no less important in the minds of all junior high school students than Peking University and Tsinghua University in the minds of all college entrance examination students.

Being admitted to a middle school is equivalent to having most of your feet basically stepped into the threshold of the university.

No. 1 Middle School basically concentrates all the best teaching teachers in the city, the most relaxed teaching environment, and the most superior teaching equipment. All the families in the city are proud to send their children to a middle school to study. In the minds of Yangxia people, No. 1 Middle School is not just a middle school, it can be said that No. 1 Middle School is a dragon gate, and when you cross this gate, it is like a fish and a dragon.

Every year, the students of the first middle school are flocking, and the parents of the students are also in order to let their children enter the first middle school, every year is the eight immortals across the sea to show their magical powers, no matter what means are used, as long as they can enter the first middle school, it is a victory.

"Actually, even if you enter the gate of No. 1 Middle School, it's not a place for ordinary people like us to play, and most of us people have to pretend to be grandchildren when they go in!" Wang Minghui suddenly comforted He Andao with some emotion.

"Okay, you, don't get cheap and sell well, if you can go in and pretend to be a grandson, I will pretend to be more like you, haha!" He An patted him and said with a smile.

"By the way, I've finished reading the novel at home, and I'll give it to you tomorrow, so you can urge me all day long." Wang Minghui and He An walked side by side and said suddenly.

"No need, I've basically been reviewing my homework at home these days, and I'm afraid I don't have any other time to look at those things, let's talk about it after the high school entrance examination." He An casually flicked the bell of the bicycle and replied.

After listening to He An's words, Wang Minghui looked at He An on the side with very strange eyes, what is wrong with this He An today, he is usually the master who does not like to study the most, and today he is not interested in his favorite novel, and then he is relieved when he thinks about it, and he is about to take the high school entrance examination, looking at the classmates around him who have basically been admitted to the same school, and he is more or less under pressure in his heart.

"Okay, in fact, He An, you don't have to have too much pressure, there is nothing in middle school, the most critical threshold is the college entrance examination, there are still three years, I believe you can." Wang Minghui pursed his lips and smiled encouragingly.

The summer sunset slanted on the wide, dense turquoise foliage of the plane trees on both sides of the road, and it was the rush hour when the bicycles on the road were surging like a tide, and finally diverted little by little, into their respective alleys.

Today is a special day, He An specially bought a not expensive gift for his mother from a small gift shop.

When I returned home, my mother had already started cooking early, and watched He An enter the house. He An's mother wiped her water-stained hands with her apron, took He An's schoolbag with a smile and said, "Why did you go home so late today?" ”

"There are a few math problems that I don't know very well, so I asked a few good students, so I was late."

Looking at it casually, Dad He Jianguo was watching the TV news at this time, and he kept chewing melon seeds in his hand, He An came to Father He, sat down and asked with a smile: "Dad remembers that you hate snacks the most, what's wrong today." ”

He Jianguo clumsily sowed a melon seed with both hands and then looked up and returned: "Isn't this quitting smoking, if you are addicted to smoking, you can take a pressure on it, not to mention that it is quite effective." ”

Listening to his father's words, He An's heart welled up with a touch, just from his father's determination to quit smoking, it can be seen that his father definitely has very big expectations for himself, He An silently did not speak, because at this time, even if it is a gambling curse, it is redundant, and what can really make the second old man happy is to rely on the results to speak.

ps: Ask for collections, ask for recommendations, beg for pleading