In the sunrise and sunset, time is running wild day by day.

This seems to be fulfilling, but in fact, the years of hard work still whipped the students on campus, and it did not slow down the rotating gears because of the cranky thoughts in Wang Yu's mind.

In silence, the day of the college entrance examination is much closer. In addition to the basketball players in Lin Feng Middle School, it is rare to see the third-year students appear on the basketball court or football field.

Since these days, even Yuan Jin, Li Kui and others, who have been saying that the college entrance examination does not matter, will no longer accompany Pan Hao and Wang Yu to the court to practice. It seems that although they know that they will not be able to be admitted to the ideal university, they seem to have somewhat woken up to the fact that they can no longer continue to spoil their parents' expectations.

Faintly, all the third-year high school students were holding their breath tightly, and they didn't want to leave too many regrets in their youth.

I don't know if it's true or an illusion, as the college entrance examination is approaching, the communication between the third-year students seems to be getting less and less, and even the students who usually have a good relationship will only smile and nod after meeting now. The usual learning communication is gone, and the seats in the back three rows are now full of students, and they are still 'knowingly' coaxing the teachers' with those 'good students' for the time of guidance.

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In the night, snoring was thick in bedroom 313.

I don't know if I can't sleep because of the noise, Wang Yu is lying quietly on the bed with his eyes open at the moment. The hour hand of the alarm clock on the table had already pointed to the middle of one and two, but Wang Yu did not feel sleepy at all.

Although the training was very hard, he really couldn't sleep, and there were a lot of messy things on his mind at the moment.

Wang Yu didn't understand why he had become so powerful during this time, he hadn't picked up a paintbrush since he came back from the last conversation with Cui Jian, not only did he focus all his energy on the training ground, but he was also suddenly reluctant to speak, even if he met Lin Xue, he just smiled faintly.

Thinking wildly about some things that he had or didn't have, Wang Yu turned his face to look at the bed diagonally below, and couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart. It was Pan Hao's bed, and it was empty at the moment. Wang Yu knew that Pan Hao must have gone to the Internet again, and he knew that Pan Hao didn't want to do this, but because he had nowhere to vent the pressure or despair in his heart, he would go crazy in the Internet café.

Since Cui Jian announced that there was only one place, Wang Yu could clearly feel the despair in the eyes of Pan Hao and several other classmates, although Pan Hao trained harder after that, but Wang Yu knew that it was just excreting the loss in his heart, otherwise he would not soak in the Internet café day and night after training.

"Squeak..."

At that moment, the door was suddenly pushed open from the outside. Wang Yu knew that this was Pan Hao coming back, but he didn't get up, but closed his eyes pretending to be asleep.

After all, sometimes, there are some things that are not to be picked out is the real goodwill. Since youth is destined to leave wounds, why sprinkle a layer of salt on them......

"Xiao Yu, Xiao Yu..."

Wang Yu opened his eyes and saw Pan Hao standing in front of his bed for some reason, whispering to himself.

"Why don't you sleep yet?" Wang Yu asked in a low voice.

"Can you go out with me? I have one thing to tell you. Pan Hao smiled faintly, but there was a trace of inexplicable emotion in his eyes.

"Can't you talk about it tomorrow?" Wang Yu sensed that something seemed to be wrong with his sworn friend, and slowly sat up.

"It's too late tomorrow, come out." Pan Hao didn't wait for Wang Yu to answer, turned around and walked out after speaking.

Looking at Pan Hao's back, an ominous premonition suddenly crept into Wang Yu's heart, and he immediately went down to the ground and followed closely behind.

Under the cold moonlight, the two boys lay close together on the guardrail, and after a while, Pan Hao took out a cigarette from his arms and lit it for himself, breaking the silence first.

"I'm leaving here tomorrow, so I'll say hello before I leave." Pan Hao looked at the night sky casually, and spit out a thick puff of smoke as he spoke, "I originally wanted to leave quietly, but in the end, I still want to tell you, who told the two of us to fight together for so many years, hehe." ”

"What do you mean, you make it clear." Wang Yu didn't care about scolding Pan Hao for learning to smoke, and asked him in horror what he meant.

"My cousin got me a job as a car washer, and tomorrow my dad will come to school to help me with the withdrawal procedures." Pan Hao smiled faintly.

"What about the college entrance examination, what about this training camp, didn't you participate in it?" Wang Yu still didn't want to believe what Pan Hao said.

"Honestly, do you think these two things will work for me?" Pan Hao smiled bitterly, saw that Wang Yu was silent, took a deep breath, and continued: "To be honest, since Lao Cui announced that incident, I already know that my days as a student are over, instead of being here while ruining my conscience day and night, while waiting for the death sentence, it is better to leave first, what do you say?" ”

"Have you really figured it out?" Looking at Pan Hao's resolute appearance, Wang Yu knew that there was no need to persuade him anymore, maybe choosing to leave with a trace of regret would really bring infinite reverie and motivation to his future life.

"I've figured it out." Pan Hao let out a long puff of smoke, reached out and patted Wang Yu's shoulder, and said, "You help me talk to a few of them, I won't say goodbye, I'm afraid that I can't help but want to cry when the time comes, hehe." ”

"Then when are you leaving tomorrow, I'll send you." Wang Yu said that he suddenly felt that the corners of his eyes seemed to be a little moist, and hurriedly turned his face away.

"Don't send it, you still have to train tomorrow, and I'll invite you to dinner when I get my salary and come back." Pan Hao was already a little choked, and re-lit a cigarette for himself as he spoke. "I, I'll treat you to a good meal then..."

"Then you must take care, remember to contact us a few more..."Wang Yu couldn't control it anymore, only halfway through his words, he immediately turned around and hugged Pan Hao tightly.

"I will, and so will you, remember to be selected this time ......"

"I will, take care ......"

In the cold wind, two boys, two old friends who had grown up together, hugged each other tightly, and under the cover of night, they let tears and snot flow freely on their faces.

In the early morning, the sound of reading filled the entire campus again, and everything was the same as before.

At this moment, there seems to be a different atmosphere in the 313 dormitory. I had been thinking about the bell for the morning self-study for a long time, but none of them went to the classroom. They all looked lonely or sluggish looking at the empty bed near the window.

Wang Yu rubbed his red and swollen eyes, reached out and patted the sunspot who was sitting side by side with him, and then got up and took out a pack of cigarettes that had been opened from his bed on the top bunk and threw it on the table.

"That's the way it is, this is left by the mouse, let's smoke it." After speaking, Wang Yu put on his vest, dragged the towel over his shoulder, and turned around and walked out of the door.

"This bastard, he didn't even tell us before he left......"

At the moment when he brought the door, Wang Yu finally heard the first choked 'insult' in the house, he didn't dare to listen to it anymore, and immediately quickened the pace of leaving.

He was afraid that if he listened to it again, he would shed so many 'obscene' tears again.

"Didi..."

In the morning sun, buses slowly drove out of the station, and then climbed onto the highway and ran into the distance.

By the fence, a boy sat quietly on his luggage, his eyes staring straight into the distance, looking vacantly and without the slightest wave at the place where the sound of reading aloud sounded.

I didn't know how many buses I missed, this boy named Pan Hao, who had a somewhat dull gaze, finally retracted his gaze, stood up slowly, and then quickly picked up the luggage on the ground and strode into the station.

Although he didn't look back again, two lines of inexplicable tears slipped quietly.

No one knows whether this is the unwillingness to write down the pen of youth, or the excitement of ending the hard years, people just saw a teenager, alone in the morning light, inexplicably shed two lines of very clear tears in the breeze.