After Su Can and his family had a lively Lantern Festival at home, there were only a few days left to leave school, and in this rainy spring weather, many people left their hometowns and went to their respective places, chasing their dreams. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Taking advantage of the fact that he was free in the past few days, and several of his friends had not yet gone to school, Su Can made an appointment with them to go to see Chance No. 2 Middle School again.

The sky was a little clear that day, the sun was warm but not dazzling, and the temperature was moderate, just right for traveling.

Zhao Shun carried four or five bottles of wine, evaded a few security guards, climbed over the fence into the campus of No. 2 Middle School, and returned to the original point, it is no exaggeration to say that he is very familiar with every inch of land here, after all, after three years of climbing the wall, even if you close your eyes, you can leave.

Zhang Jiabin and Su Can, as well as Liu Lei, who was late, also arrived.

However, they didn't take the right path like Zhao Shun, and came in directly, after all, they had only been away for more than a semester, and the security guards were so familiar with Su Can and Liu Lei that they couldn't be more familiar.

Liu Lei gave a cigarette to the black-faced security guard, meaning to go into the school to visit the head teacher, to ensure that he would not disturb the students' normal classes, and let them in after a few words.

The black-faced security guard lit a cigarette, and a new security guard next to him came over and said, "Brother Wang, are you very familiar with these boys?" ”

"I know, a few demon kings in the last campus, the lawless kind."

"Then why are you letting them in?"

"Can you not let them in, that Su Can and Liu Lei are still good seedlings who are admitted to our school." The black-faced security guard surnamed Wang had a strange and authentic expression.

Su Can and the others walked around the campus one by one, in fact, the second middle school was not very big, it used to be very big, but now it looks at it, it is just average, in the end, the vision and experience are different, they have seen the university campus, and the high school is very small, but they came here just for a nostalgic feeling, and it doesn't matter how big or small.

Sitting on the balcony of the library dome tree, the grass was dense in the steps, and there was rubble everywhere, and the sound of reading books came from a distance, and from the direction of the sound, it should be the earliest senior year of high school.

In the area northeast of the library, rows of old houses were demolished and replaced by an abandoned rubble field, Liu Lei whispered, "I heard that this area is going to be built into a men's and women's dormitory. ”

Zhang Jiabin doesn't care, he is actually more chic than Jun Yao.

Zhao Shun drank vigorously and didn't speak, Su Can touched him with the bottle, and drank the youth who was eaten by the dog.

In fact, there is no need for the brothers to grind and chirp like a girl, they drink and chat when they see it, and they don't like who they love to sleep with, so Su Can and they didn't speak, they just drank vigorously.

The beer bottles that had been drunk rolled to the bottom of the sun-drenched steps with a clang, and were messily placed with the rest of the bottles, and I don't know who burped, and the voice was long and long, which made Su Can and them laugh vigorously.

After laughing, he fell silent.

Su Can looked up at the fragmented time under the big tree, the sound of squirming seemed to echo in his ears, and the white flocculent light particles fell obliquely into his eyes, and suddenly he could vaguely see the girls wearing school uniforms looking at the flowers through the sea of flowers, they looked back at Su Can, Ying Ying smiled, and finally walked towards the unattainable future and disappeared in the white mang.

Everyone has learned the same, with their hands on the ground behind their backs, their backs up, their faces slightly tilted, and the warm sunlight hitting their faces, which is very comfortable.

Once upon a time, they all looked up at the misty future on a starry night, and they didn't know what would happen to them at that time.

So what was Liu Lei's life like in high school?

Every day, I live a three-o'clock day, either in the classroom, on the way to the cafeteria, and occasionally go to the playground to relax, but that is an extremely luxurious activity.

Regular morning reading, students in the classroom doing homework, copying homework, and then starting classes or preparing for exams, every day in torment looking forward to the arrival of Friday, looking forward to physical education class, hoping that some unsung hero will blow up the teaching building with a dynamite bag, so that there is no need to go to class, but these are all boring fantasies.

Returning to reality, I still have to get up early and go to class every day, and there is always unfinished homework, just like the printed test paper does not cost money, sinking in the boring, and slowly sublimating in the sinking.

Especially like Zhang Jiabin, the so-called "poor students" and "drag oil bottles", they have a kind of disgust and rebellion against the school, every time they take an exam, they can't wait to ask God to worship the master, and they have the illusion that they must pass every exam, and every time the results come out, the first reaction is how to report the results to the family, how to paint a dazzling score of 59 into a high score of 89 to fool the parents, and every time the class conducts a semester evaluation, the teacher is eager to exclude a few of their backward guys from the class.

They hide in the toilet and smoke, sneak over the fence, sleep in class, hand in blank papers, and have an indifferent attitude towards everything.

So I went my own way and became a maverick-stirring stick in my class.

Who would have thought that the eight thousand miles of clouds and the moon would be stirred up in the future? Or become the lucky boy favored by the goddess of fate? As written in the fairy tale, in the future, you will become a hero of the world and do a vigorous career.

But they are just ordinary people in China's more than one billion people, ordinary families, ordinary appearances, no rights, let alone no background, in Liu Lei's words, they are just a little fart. Grass people.

And then what......

The originally ordinary life was wonderful because of Su Can's radiation, and many impossible things became possible.

This is life, like dog blood, when you don't act according to your script, you don't want dog blood but you keep spraying thin!

"I seem to have done a lot, but I feel like I'm not doing anything." Su Can raised his head and thought a lot, and his nose was slightly sour.

Liu Lei, Zhao Shun, and Zhang Jiabin also thought a lot, and they were like this fantasy all day long, and in the end, they still had to be ruthlessly broken by reality.

Zhao Shun has been in this posture for a long time, he feels that his neck is a little sour, his eyes are sour, he lowered his head and grinned, "I feel that you are already very good, we are not children of God!" ”

"Hey! Junko, for the first time, I think you're talking cool! Liu Lei grinned.

"Cheers to our friendship!"

Su Can raised their glasses and drank them all in one gulp.

Zhang Jiabin smashed the bar and smashed his mouth, licked the last drop of beer in the mouth of the beer bottle, and said with some nostalgia: "I suddenly remembered that Junyao was here." ”

"It's not that he doesn't want to come, but he can't, and maybe he's drinking with us from afar." Su Can clenched his fists and said vigorously: "I hope that the next party, everyone can come again, and no one will be absent!" ”

"Good!" Everyone nodded, no one wanted the next time they drank, there would be one less dead friend by their side.