Fushun sent his godfather away and did not rush back to Yangjiawan. Because today is the first day of the New Year, in addition to the Sichuan opera in the theater, there are also new things that can't be seen on weekdays, such as lion dances and monkey plays.

Fushun didn't want to see the excitement, because his classmate Wang Guangwen in Jiangyun would also come to Shiqiao today, and they hadn't seen each other for a semester.

Guangwen has been thinking about Shufen since the last time he saw it. When I was in Jiang Yun, I wrote two letters to Shufen, and Shufen replied one. It's basically a greeting to Guangwen's mother, who is getting better, and so on.

When Shufen took her sister to the stone bridge, it was already past ten o'clock in the morning. Fu Shun is standing on the stone bridge with Hirobun chatting.

Of course, two students of the same age have endless topics to talk about, from the school's curriculum to a certain funny teacher, from the school cafeteria to the library...... The two lads had almost nothing to say.

"Isn't Yang Shufen coming to the scene today?"

"How is Li Xiangyu doing?"

Guangwen and Fushun asked each other about the same time. Then they looked at each other and smiled. However, with Fushun's emotional intelligence, he would not have thought of Guangwen's love for Shufen; He was worried that his question would be misunderstood by Hirobun.

"It's supposed to come, he took my little sister to see the excitement. I'm sending my godfather, so I'm early. ”

"Oh, 'Ayuer' asked me to bring something for you!"

"What the hell?" Fu Shun took a thick envelope, and inside was a homework book with a neat cover. He turned the pages one by one, looking at each one carefully, one qiē was so familiar, and the other was so kind. Fushun's eyes were already full of tears, and the stick figures on each page were telling a familiar story: there was the side of Fushun listening carefully to class, the small action of them bowing their heads and passing the note, the back of Fushun carrying her to the hospital, their joy on the basketball court, and the scene of Fushun picking up goods at the dock and cheering on her side......

Fu Shun didn't dare to flip down again, and hurriedly put the book in his pocket. The bits and pieces of the past are vivid, and the appearance of Xiang Yu lying on the table and painting in class also comes to his mind.

"Yang Shufen? Morning! Guangwen saw Shufen, who was as splendid as spring flowers, and called excitedly!

"Morning, Brother Guangwen! It's been a long time since I saw you. ”

Ah, how kind is that sentence "Brother Guangwen"! The girl I think about day and night, I will appear at the place where you sell brooms at the stone bridge several times, but you have never appeared. The uncle of the communication room of the township government said that Yang Shufen's newspapers were all brought back to the secretary of the brigade in Yangjiawan.

"Well, is your mother better?"

"Much better, Dr. Ho is amazing. My mother can do some light housework now! ”

"Well, let's go, go shopping on the streets!" In the New Year, the people of Shiqiao can unload the fatigue of the year and feel the atmosphere of the New Year in those lively social dramas.

"Let's go, I heard that the theater is singing "The Legend of the White Snake", go see Ha'er?" Guangwen is really well-informed.

Fu Shun looked at his own reflection on the water in a daze, and he didn't react until Guangwen pulled his arm. "Go and see, I'm not going, I can't understand!"

"Leave him alone, he's up too early today. Brother Guangwen, are you going? Shufen was forced to pull Shufei forward and walked almost trotting down the street. Guangwen followed behind, looking at the beautiful back and the two small braids hanging down the back of his head, and an inexplicable excitement burned in his heart.

"Guangwen, where are the books you brought for me?" Fushun called Guangwen.

"Oh, I forgot about jì, I'll bring it to you next time!" Guangwen didn't look back, I don't know if I deliberately didn't bring it or if I really forgot it.

"Oh, then I'll go home and go back to sleep. I'll swing next time! ”

Fushun returned home. His father and mother were out, and he locked himself in the house, so much that he wanted to cry.

He opened the fifty-odd pages of the notebook again, and flipped through the stick figures drawn by the ballpoint pen, the "tomboy" in the drawing, from summer to autumn to winter, from wearing a hat to a short hair to a long hair shawl. He realized that the "brother" of the buddy's righteousness was becoming like a little girl, and the babbling wild girl was also becoming quiet.

Each page has a few lines of small print, and each page has traces of "Ayuer" tears wetting.

"Genius, you are like a meteor, suddenly came to my world, I thought you were an angel who could make me make a wish, but I didn't expect you to be a stubborn meteorite......"

"Genius, it's the first time I've seen you laugh, and to be honest, you laugh so ugly. I prefer your cold look, yes, that's the way you look, even if you smile, you don't show your teeth, and you don't even bother to raise the corners of your mouth......"

"You carry me, I carry the pain. I see you sweating profusely, but you don't see me in tears. It's the first time I've been so close to you, but I forgot that what you gave me was just a back with no eyes......"

"Sometimes I laugh and cry, and sometimes I cry and laugh because of your phrase, 'Which tendon hurts?'" From that moment on, my heart, because of one of your tendons, is connected to your heart......"

"You finally scored your first goal and to be honest, you're the dumbest player I've ever seen. If I were to be someone else, I would have chopped his hands with a knife. But for you, I don't dare, I'm afraid that if I chop off your hand, no one will lead me with me......"

"I cried all night alone. I hate you, what the hell are you a fool? Swindler? Or is it a thief? I was so stupid that I didn't know that there was a kind of thing in this world called ** love, which deceived me and was about to leave Jiang Yun without looking back, stealing my heart that had just fallen asleep......"

"This is the eighteenth day of genius's departure. For the first time, I understood the meaning of 'making people haggard for the sake of Iraq', and I thought I was sick and my mother, who was a doctor, did not cure me. I prescribed myself a dose of medicine to dilute the bitter taste of the medicine with memories......"

"This is the thirty-third day of the genius's departure. That empty seat is like my heart, and I always fantasize that shadow can fill the blanks, like a pen in my hand, to paint this white paper blue, to paint it the color of my memory......"

"I finally mustered up the courage to write a letter to the genius. The expectation is far away, the post office in the deep mountains, is it not that my letter has been delivered, and if I don't reply tomorrow, I will go home to pack my luggage and go to the mountain where you are......"

"Am I supposed to call a genius a 'fool'? His reply was only a few words, I won't go, I'm not going anywhere......"

"Tomorrow for winter vacation, I'm going to San/Ya with my dad, I think, I'll forget about him......"

Fushun finally couldn't suppress the pain in his heart, and lay on the bed and cried loudly. No one knows what kind of torment this child is receiving in his heart, Xiang Yu's beautiful words, as well as real pictures, awakened his sleeping heart and felt the pain of love for the first time.

Three/Asia? Fushun got up and found the map that had been changed beyond recognition. Ah, what a distant place it was—still on the other side of the sea. He sat on the edge of the bed again in frustration, would she never return to Jiangyun again? Is it lost forever in their own world......

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These sixteen-year-old children, in the budding world of love, suffered such a setback; In what should have been a beautiful youth, it left unforgettable pain!

It's like Guangwen. This rural doll, although he has a secret affection for Shufen, he does not have the courage to confess his love.

"The Legend of the White Snake" was performed for two hours, and the Shufen sisters burst into tears. Xiao Shufei cursed the hateful Fahai, pestered her sister and asked when the white snake would be released from the Leifeng Tower?

"Her son Xu Shilin grew up, and after he won the top prize in high school, he would be able to collapse Leifeng Tower, and Bai Suzhen would come out!" Guangwen patiently explained.

Shufei nodded with satisfaction, full of admiration for this big brother who was studying in a big city. Hiromi pinched the contents of his bag, he didn't know when to give this precious gift to his sweetheart. After all, Shufei's little cleverness was beside him, which made him extremely embarrassed.

finally seized the opportunity, Shufei followed a few cousins and went to the crowd to watch the monkeys.

"That, Yang Shufen, I ......" Originally, Shufen also wanted to follow her sister, but she was stopped by this old acquaintance next to her. She complained in her heart that Brother Fushun came, but her classmates didn't greet her, and ran home to sleep.

"Brother Guangwen, aren't you going to see the monkeys?"

"No, you can take me for a walk, you haven't taken a good turn around this place!"

"What's getting better, slap a big place!"

"Let's go!"

Shufen had no choice but to take Guangwen and walked along the stone road to the height of the stone bridge field. The spring cold hit in the noise, and the sun, which had just poked its head out, hid in the clouds.

"Brother Guangwen, how many years do you have to graduate?" Shufen broke the silence.

"There's still a year and a half, and I'm going to do an internship in another year!"

"You all graduated from junior high school and were admitted to it, huh?"

"No, some high school students who were not admitted to college also went to our school to study secondary school!"

"Oh, look, the stone bridge is so big, we're all at the end!"

"That must be fun, right?" Hirobun pointed to the highest point in the town of Ishiqiaoba, which was a hill, just behind the middle school. The dense cypress trees are lush and green, and the birds chirp in the forest calling for the arrival of spring. At the top of the hill was a bare maple tree, with branches growing wildly in all directions, and as the old saying goes, the tree was "fine" enough for five adults to embrace it.

Shufen blushed. She really hasn't been to the hill next to the middle school, and the good students of Ishibashi Middle School wouldn't go to that kind of place! Only mature seniors, men and women who sneak around with friends (fall in love) will go. "Haven't been!"

"Let's go, climb up and play Ha'er!"

"No, there's nothing to play with!"

"Let's go, look, so many people are going up!" Guangwen didn't know the inside story, he was full of curiosity about the maple tree, and he also wanted to find a place with few people and give him a gift.

The helpless Shufen seemed to notice something, and always felt that something was wrong. "Isn't this kid liking me?"