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I'm definitely not a passerby in your life, take care of myself and don't let me worry about you. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info - Ren Jiaqi

"Chengcheng, come back early, it's time to eat!" Fu's mother raised her voice and reminded, and shook her head helplessly, "This child." ”

Fu Mucheng ran all the way to the mouth of the alley, as if he hadn't heard anything. She just wanted to get there quickly at this moment, otherwise she wouldn't see Aqi, and then she would hate herself.

Today is the day when Ren Jiaqi moves, and they agreed to meet once under the big tree at the mouth of the alley before parting.

The wind followed her steps, tuffling her forehead bangs, intentionally or unintentionally. The sun was scorching, and Fu Mucheng's little face was red, like a ripe apple to lure others to take a bite. Sweat stains on her skin, on her hair, on her clothes.

Before Fu Mucheng ran to the mouth of the alley, he stopped his tired breathing. But at first glance, the car in front of me had started, it was Ren Jiaqi's car, are you leaving, are you going to miss it, Fu Mucheng asked herself. But subconsciously told himself that he must not miss it, so he hurriedly ran. It doesn't matter if you sweat.

The car was gone, leaving behind a roll of exhaust gas.

Fu Mucheng shouted hysterically: "Aqi, we made an appointment to take the university entrance examination together!" "Running after the car like a fool against the sun, as if trying to save something.

Ren Jiaqi, who was sitting in the car, was sad because she didn't see Fu Mucheng, and captured a petite figure from the mirror, and hurriedly rolled open the window, seeing her best friend facing the hot sun, her heart was sour, but she saw that she had the heart to send herself, and got some comfort. Poked out his head and waved his hand, signaling: Go back, we will see you again!

Fu Mucheng stopped running when he saw the blurred movement, swallowed dryly, frowned and expressed his discomfort after running wildly.

The two hands waved hard, as if in response to something, she just wanted to tell Aki: goodbye!

However, when she turned the corner, the car disappeared without a trace, and she put her hand down.

The surroundings are quiet, hot and windless.

Fu Mucheng gasped uncomfortably, his little face was flushed, he stubbornly held back tears, his face could not hide the gloom of parting, and he pulled the corners of his clothes with both hands, as if he wanted to tear something off. The sweat on the hairline flowed down the face, and at this time, tears and sweat could not be distinguished, and they dripped silently onto the clothes.

Liangqing, she seemed to be tired of standing, squatted down her chin, a tear touched her lips, astringent, she didn't reach out to wipe it.

Fu Mucheng sniffed and tried hard to tell himself not to cry, don't cry, but he still couldn't suppress his sadness and cry. It's like a glass doll that has been shattered and dripping, helpless and sad alone. When will we meet again after this separation, the hot atmosphere, but there is an overwhelming inexplicable sadness in her heart.

Tears are blood without color.

She seemed to be tired of crying, and suddenly stood up slowly, looking at the alley ahead. It's so quiet ahead, as if nothing had happened.

The alley of Yongchang seemed to be able to be seen by Fu Mucheng, so she kept staring at it.

God knows that she cares about Ren Jiaqi well, and she cares about it. But now I missed even such a simple thing as saying goodbye, thinking about the bits and pieces of how the two got along before...... There is only one Ren Jiaqi in the world, how can she not cherish it. Tears suddenly couldn't stop flowing down her eyes, and she desperately wiped away the remaining tears.

We will meet again when we leave, and you must cherish those who are far away!

Fu Mucheng pulled out a beautiful smile with red eyes, read Ren Jiaqi's gesture in the car in her heart, gasped violently and muttered the word 'goodbye', her white teeth bit her lip, and she firmly believed that she and Aqi would never be alienated from strangers, they could write letters and make phone calls.

Fu Mucheng is such a person, he likes to comfort himself in his mouth, but the hope in his heart is on the verge of being shattered into ashes, and he is stupid to remember, and he will never forget.

There were wisps of white clouds floating above the sky, it was the slightest sorrow of parting in my heart, the petite and weak shadow standing in the alley fell, and Fu Mucheng suffered from heat stroke.

That year, the season coincided with summer time, Ren Jiaqi and Fu Mucheng separated, and she was eleven years old.

There is the hope of meeting comforting, but it is a little lost. - Fu Mucheng

has been separated from Ren Jiaqi for four years, and there have been a lot of big and small things, and Fu Mucheng has grown into a generous girl.

This year, Fu Mucheng decided to miss Ren Jiaqi a little less.

Fu Mucheng wanted to go to the school library to return the books after school, and went to the nearby post office to pick up the letter.

The letter was sent by Ren Jiaqi.

In our youth, there are always things that define our lives, such as going to school. They agreed to go to the same university together, but only if they got into a good high school.

Some people say that the third year of junior high school is unforgettable, but Fu Mucheng thinks that the third year of junior high school is more like a song, the kind of song that keeps pressing the fast-forward button and hurrying things. There are only endless classes, unfinished test papers, and unfinished exams.

The "Jingle Bell......" bell for the end of class has already sounded, echoing inside and outside the campus. On the podium, the teacher was still holding chalk and tirelessly talking about puzzling topics, and the students were all working hard to write, for fear of missing any knowledge point. The bell seems to be redundant, and no one cares.

"Alright, class." The teacher also seemed to be tired of talking, and said something that the students at the bottom of the grade coveted. This is the last class, which means it's time for school to be over.

Fu Mucheng carefully wrote down his homework on the post-it note, and his mind was still around the math problem that the math teacher had just said, biting his lip thoughtfully.

A girl named Qiu Chuhan was at Fu Mucheng's side table, and asked with a capital smile: "Mu Cheng, let's go eat ice cream!" ”

Fu Mucheng politely refused, and Qiu Chuhan was a little disappointed and pulled another short-haired girl away. The only one who has a better relationship with her in the class is Qiu Chuhan, maybe because she has a passion similar to Ren Jiaqi.

She unhurriedly sorted out her school bag, and then enjoyed the silence of being alone in the classroom. The sound of the zipper of the schoolbag seemed to be more magnetic, and the two sides gently bit together and left gently. In the past four years, she has become lonely and disgusting, she used to be very gregarious, and now she is occasionally gregarious; She used to like to laugh carefree, but now she is often worried...... Time is a nuisance, it always takes away the best things and never returns.

The cement road at noon is very clean, and it is very solid to step on, perhaps there are traces of sunshine under the scorching sun. The muddy grass on the side of the road is full of tired dog's tail grass, and the horse orchid at this time is especially beautiful, with a blue deeper than the pen water, which is very pleasing.

(To be continued.) )