(xxxiv)

Because of the letter in advance, Zhong Shan and Fang Jing both returned to school three days early.

Seeing Fang Jing come in, Zhong Shan stopped playing, put the guitar on the bed, and pulled out a wooden table from under the table for her to sit.

Fang Jing pushed the wooden table under the table again, sat directly on the edge of the bed, sat next to Zhong Shan, picked up the photo on the table and looked at it carefully, and suddenly shouted in surprise: "It took me a long time to see that it was Wang Danyu and Baoyin, and the two of them got married so soon!" Picked up the letter again and looked at Zhong Shan's face, meaning to ask if she minded, although the two were boyfriend and girlfriend, but this was his personal letter after all, and she still understood such a courtesy. Zhong Shan nodded knowingly. Fang Jing read the three-page letter word by word, full of happiness and amazement, and secretly admired the talent of this senior sister in her heart. picked up the photo with long hair fluttering on the riverside again, because he knew that Zhong Shan took it for Danyu, but he didn't know that Zhong Shan secretly left it, so he asked, "Why did you send this one too?" Zhong Shan did not answer, but turned around and hung the guitar on the wall, put the letter and photo into the envelope, and said, "It's hot in the house, let's go out for a meal, and then go to the big playground for a walk."

The two came to the snack bar at the school gate and asked for a bowl of cold noodles each. Fang Jing found that during the meal, Zhong Shan was preoccupied and in a trance.

"Why does Wang Danyu want to write a letter to tell you about his marriage?" Fang Jing seemed to ask casually.

"We're fellow villagers! When there is a happy event, it is natural to share. Zhong Shan also replied casually.

"I feel that Senior Sister Danyu seems to like you very much, and when she looks at me, there is a hatred in her eyes, although the two of us have never spoken." Fang Jing tilted her head and looked at Zhong Shan mischievously, as if she was deliberately joking.

"Net nonsense, how can it be, she's such an annoying person who doesn't answer, like anyone else."

"No, why isn't it like that for you?" Fang Jing did not relent.

"You girls, especially those who study literature, are eventful and sentimental, and they will set off waves without wind." Zhong Shan said, without waiting for Fang Jing to refute, he put down his chopsticks and stood up, saying that it was already dark and he could go to the playground to walk in circles.

That night was the Midyear Festival, the weather was fine, the moon in the sky was big and round, and the moonlight poured into the ground like milk. School hasn't started yet, and there's no one else on the playground, it's a world that belongs only to the two of them.

Zhong Shan remembered the night after the Mid-Autumn Festival in his freshman year, Wang Danyu confided in him about her miserable childhood, he was so indifferent and ruthless, and he failed to live up to the trust and hope of a lonely girl in him. In fact, he could have told her at that time that his heart was also very bitter, even worse, and he didn't know where he came from. He can also tell her about the nightmares that have plagued him since she was a child, and that may be the first memory of his life. However, at that time, he was still so young, he pressed all the hardships in his heart, complained and was indifferent to the people around him and even his relatives too much, unwilling to confide in others, and did not want anyone to share his sorrows.

Thinking of this, he opened his arms to grab Fang Jing's thin shoulders, and Fang Jing also pressed his body tightly to Zhong Shan's chest, turned around, raised his face, and greeted her boyfriend's fiery lips.

The two of them sat down on the lawn in the middle of the playground, Fang Jing's weak and boneless body fell into Zhong Shan's arms, and said softly: "Brother Shan, let's get married immediately after graduation, okay?" Zhong Shan's mind immediately flashed with the appearance of Meihui, and his heart was like a fire suddenly poured a basin of cold water.