Life has not changed much because of this vigorous confession, and the boring life is still the same as before.

Half a year later, the arts and sciences are divided.

Zhang Yiyi chose science, while Jia Qiao chose liberal arts.

The front and rear rows have become adjacent classes, and notebooks have become civil and military.

Jia Qiao's choice was actually not too unexpected for Zhang Yiyi, because, although they had only been together for half a year, he could still see that she didn't really accept him.

She was very worried, in her heart, Zhang Yiyi was more like a high-ranking person, not at the same level as him, she was afraid of falling into this impulsive emotional whirlpool, unable to extricate herself.

She is very kind, she can't bear to refuse, in that year when grades are everything, she is worried that her sleeves will make Zhang Yiyi sink and degenerate.

Zhang Yiyi didn't understand her thoughts, but he knew in his heart that this time, it was true.

Therefore, he and her are separated. "Brother, sister-in-law said, the old time and the old place, see you and leave!" The hippie smile of the civil and military once again completed the task of the notebook.

After the class, the daily communication changed from the last evening self-study to the 20 minutes before the lights went out after school, and the two made an appointment to go to the playground together to run, jump, and walk, talk, laugh and chat. Although I often meet teachers who squat to catch wild mandarin ducks, the teachers seem to have turned a blind eye, occasionally meet familiar teachers, and when they pass by, they will hear a sentence, "Go back early." ”

Zhang Yiyi came to the place they had agreed with early in the morning, sat there, stared up at the sky, and looked at the moon that never seemed to be round.

After Jia Qiao came, he sat quietly beside Zhang Yiyi as always. "Yiyi, how are you doing today?" "Okay."

Zhang Yiyi lowered his head and rubbed his neck, which was a little pantothenic. "Coincidentally, I heard from your classmates, you have been a little insomnia these days, what's wrong?" "It's okay, the doctor said it's just a little nervous breakdown, and he prescribed some medicine, no big problem." "Is it because of me?"

Jia Qiao pursed his lips and did not speak. "Actually, I know what you think, and I know what you're afraid of," Zhang Yiyi turned around and pulled Jia Qiao's bangs, "But you remember, this place belongs to you, and it will not change in this life." Zhang Yiyi patted his left chest one by one, word by word. I'll go to No. 1 Middle School in two days," Zhang Yiyi lowered his head, "My parents always say that the quality of teaching there is higher than this, I'll take a look to see if the group of animals are three-headed and six-armed, hehe." “

Jia Qiao's body shook, turned her head, her shoulders shook, and she was thoughtful, of course she understood why Zhang Yiyi suddenly changed schools. "I'm sorry." She hugged Zhang Yiyi tightly, "I know, I understand, you don't need to do this!" "It's late!" Zhang Yiyi touched Jia Qiao's long and supple hair, "The formalities have been completed, and it's too late to regret it!" Don't worry, my brother won't mess with flowers and grass when he gets there, he is definitely a five-good boy with all-round development of morality, intelligence, physical fitness, beauty and labor! "Okay, it's almost time to go out, every time time flies so fast, go back early to wash your face and brush your teeth and go to bed, tomorrow's sun will still be brilliant!" Zhang Yiyi stood up, stretched his waist, and then turned around and walked away in great strides without looking back.

Jia Qiao was still sitting there, motionless, pear blossoms with rain.

Three days later, Zhang Yiyi dragged his luggage and a handful of snot and tears out of the school gate of No. 9 Middle School.

kicked the resentful woman-like Wenwu back to the school gate, "Wenwu, my brother still has better grades than you in No. 1 Middle School, don't be lazy, take care of yourself, and her." ”

Looking back at the familiar campus, Zhang Yi burst into tears at the corners of his eyes.

And behind a certain window, there stood a lonely figure, tears welling up.

The farthest distance in the world

It is the distance between the fish and the bird

One is in the sky, and the other is deep in the sea

- Rabindranath Tagore