Chapter 1: Letters from Far Away

The thin layer of ice glows in the sun, and the footsteps of winter have crept into life, and the dry treetops are no longer singing birds, only telephone poles stand tall in the cold wind.

From time to time, you can see a leaf blowing on the ground rippling in the wind, penetrating the time to make people recall the early autumn, with faint memories and thoughts lingering with other leaves, quietly buried under the roots.

People drank white air currents in the air, changing their appearance in the air.

When the first rays of sunlight shone on the campus, the bell rang just right.

In the spotless classroom, the corner of the blackboard is written on the day's lessons, and the untidy desks are full of students' exam papers.

With the final exam approaching, the students' intense study life has also entered a period of exhaustion, the girls are chatting about what movies to watch during the holidays, and the boys are chatting about what games to play during the holidays.

Zhang Qi was lying on the table basking in the sun warmly, closing his eyes and enjoying the long-lost laziness, but when he closed his eyes, Han Han's delicate posture was complete.

He still didn't understand how he had climbed into Han Han's bed, on the bed of this woman he had only met three times.

Maybe it's a simple vent, maybe it's a woman's teasing, but no matter what, when Zhang Qi sprayed the essence and landed on Han Han's hand, the relationship between the two people finally underwent a subtle change.

This woman, who does not have a deep status in Zhang Qi's heart and is far less friendly than Qi Weiwei, Yang Xue, and even Xu Jie, occupies a lot of scope at this time.

Women are inscrutable animals after all, Zhang Qi can feel Han Han's clumsiness and trembling, these are impossible to disguise, he is curious about what the girl is doing this, but he can't get any answer.

As much as possible, he wanted to rely on the sunlight to throw Han Han's figure out of his mind, but Zhang Qi felt very difficult, as if a big stone had been blocked in his heart, and it was uncomfortable to stay.

"Brother, why is your face so ugly?" patted Zhang Qi on the shoulder, and Wang Peng walked over in surprise.

This dead fat man is obviously thinner than before, and the flesh on his face is a lot less, while Fangfang, on the other hand, is a lot plumper, and his red face climbs a little flattering from time to time.

"Yes?" Stunned, Zhang Qi touched his face and asked.

"Anyway, it's not good-looking, have something on your mind? Awkward with the girl? Looking Zhang Qi up and down, Wang Peng asked secretly.

This guy can't be embarrassed by Zhang Qi when he knows how to say goodbye, and the girl's matter can make him absent-minded.

"No, I want to do something." Waving his hand, Zhang Qi laughed dryly.

He still doesn't even have Han Han's phone, and the two of them can't figure out whether it's a one-night stand or anything.

I got into the woman's bed in a daze, and returned to school in a daze, everything was like a dream.

But compared to dreams, everything is so real.

", you quarreled with the girl? Is it Qin Wu'er? I'll help you persuade you to go? With a smile, Wang Peng glanced at Qin Wu'er's direction and asked.

"It's really not, it's just that I'm a little tired this weekend......" Pulling Wang Peng, Zhang Qi said with a blank look at the dead fat man.

"Are you still tired? Have you noticed that I've lost a lot of weight lately? Looking at Zhang Qi, Wang Peng raised his eyebrows, glanced at Fang Fang with thief eyebrows, and said in a low voice.

Although the two have only known each other for three months, they are Zhang Qi's only brother in Zhongshan No. 1 High School, and for Wang Peng, Zhang Qi is like his role model, more like his teacher, so he naturally has nothing to talk about.

"You kid is embarrassed to say that you don't pay attention to moderation at all." Pi Xiaorou snorted without smiling, and Zhang Qi looked disdainful.

"What is moderation, my brother is still young, my brother is strong!" While shaking his head and getting carried away, Wang Peng said with a crooked mouth.

He and Fangfang finally took the last step, for a boy who was just 18 years old, Wang Peng's desire for women was definitely no less than that of a spring boar.

And Fangfang, who tasted the forbidden fruit for the first time, was also a little intoxicated by Wang Peng's care, and the two of them had a lot of changes during this time.

"When I was young, I didn't know that sperm was expensive, and I cried when I was old enough to cry in bed." Zhang Qi looked at Wang Peng with a passer-over tone and looked at Wang Peng twice.

I have to say that Wang Peng, who has lost weight, is still a little attractive, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, plus he is tall and strong, and he has a sense of security.

", you can't envy a talented man like my brother." patted his chest, Wang Peng was just about to pull Zhang Qi to the toilet, but the head teacher walked in with a straight face, so frightened that he hurriedly returned to his seat.

Students and teachers, after all, are the relationship between mice and cats, natural enemies.

Of course, Zhang Qi was an exception, seeing Zhao Dezhi walk in, he buried his head on the table without saying a word and continued to bask in the sun.

The two don't seem to have much enmity, but in the end, there have been some unpleasantness.

Zhang Qi doesn't like Zhao Dezhi's character, Zhao Dezhi is jealous of Zhang Qi's backstage, but fortunately, Zhang Qi's academic performance is here, and he can only turn a blind eye.

The students are all sitting upright, and after entering the third year of high school, Zhao Dezhi rarely occupies the time of self-study classes, and today is probably a mobilization for the final exam.

Of course, many people saw an envelope in Zhao Dezhi's left hand.

"Zhang Qi, your letter." Glancing at Zhang Qi, who was still lying on his stomach, Zhao Dezhi coughed heavily, and said with a slight tug at the corner of his mouth.

Wang Peng hurriedly kicked Zhang Qi's chair, and Zhang Qi also stood up and walked up and took the envelope from Zhao Dezhi's hand.

The pink envelope was plain without any embellishment, and the content could be felt from the thickness, but Zhang Qi, who was holding it in his hand, trembled inexplicably.

Returning to his seat as if no one was around, Zhang Qi lowered his head and looked at the cover of the envelope, his delicate handwriting had a little indescribable taste, as if he wanted to pierce the shackles of space with the tip of the pen and convey the thoughts in his heart.

"Zhongshan is a high school, Zhang Qi." Except for the recipient address and recipient in the middle, there was no mailing address in the whole letter, Zhang Qi rummaged twice, then hesitated and gently tore the envelope open, and took out the stationery inside.

The envelope was empty except for a thin piece of stationery, and some of the crumpled letterpaper seemed to have been soaked with liquid, and at the first glance of the letterpaper, Zhang Qi's hands shook in an instant.

A ray of sunlight pierced through the gap under the letterhead, reflecting the color of dreamlike glass, and the cry of heartbreak in the ear was fascinating.

The faint fragrance of ink left a faint trace on the quiet letterhead, and the girl's thoughts faded away at this moment, leaving only the simple lovesickness.

Like a touch of cinnabar falling on the petals when the flowers bloom on the other side, the purple and red years, the green mountains and green waters have time.

Outside the window, a rainbow appeared and entered Zhang Qi's heart.