At the same table
I hurried through the long, narrow corridor that seemed to have no end. The mood seems to be calm, but in fact it is very unstable, like a bottle of ice water, which can be instantly frozen with just one moving point.
Suddenly turned left and climbed the stairs, and the seemingly calm mood boiled instantly. It's shocking to look at.
The more you climb, the more nervous and excited you become. It is as if there is not a staircase of steps ahead, but a future where pleasure and pain coexist.
1st floor, 2nd floor, 3rd floor...... Getting closer, getting closer, the tension instantly topped up, followed by an infinite sense of oppression.
The double pressure made me breathless and immediately stopped. Looking at the 12 stairs, although only 4,5 meters high, it is like climbing to the sky, and it is difficult to get into the sky!
Fear filled his body, and his face turned pale. I took a few quick breaths of air and bent down so that my hands were on my knees.
"It's uncomfortable!" I thought as I gasped. What will happen to the new class in case of elementary school? Will I be able to integrate into the class and stop being a "transparent person"?
"Nope! I want to change in order to meet her again! I don't want to do this anymore, I want to be confident! β
I cautiously took a step forward and thought, "Can I change?" Can I be as hopeful of the future as she is? Change is not easy, it is radically and radically changed! If you want to change, how can you succeed without going through two or three years of human sophistication? β
The sun was shining on my face, it was so warm, just like her. She gave me hope for change, she made me look to the future, so that I was no longer a walking corpse, so that I had a soul and a dream, and I didn't give up!
"Advance by any means," I wanted to shout out the words.
I began to speed up, stumbling towards the fourth floor, with 11 flights left
"One, two, three, four...... I was getting faster and faster, ignoring fear and oppression, and constantly thinking about her voice and smile. β
I finally reached the fourth floor after a lot of hard work. "I'm scared to death, I'm still a minute late. If I hadn't been late, I might have had an hour to climb up," I thought as I walked to the classroom. My classroom is in the fourth classroom on the fourth floor, about 20 meters away......
Thinking about it, I walked uncomfortably to the back door of the classroom. The hand was just about to push in, but suddenly the fear and oppression began, and the hand that had just wanted to push away retracted.
At this moment, I was entangled, the air and time seemed to stand still, so quiet that it was eerily quiet, and my hands couldn't stop shaking.
"Dangdang, dangdangdang" The class bell rang, my mind went blank, the fear and oppression disappeared, and I immediately pushed open the door of the classroom, and rushed in with the sound of a thunderous bell.
I looked at the nearest empty seat, the window seat in the last row, and sat down.
Looking around, no one seemed to notice my presence.
"Anyway, I'm really happy and disappointed. I seem to feel the unnatural sense of unsociability of elementary school life again."
Watching other classmates chatting and talking with each other, my heart was full of unwillingness and envy, and I longed for the day when I could meet a confidant who could communicate with each other and put down that delicate little mask.
The sun shines through the curtains and fills the classroom with light. There are some plants by the window that block the sunlight, and the shadows formed are impartially imprinted on me, and the warmest sunlight is also impartially shining on my tablemates.
I turned my head to look at my tablemate, and my table mate looked at me very tacitly......
How could she be here again? I was shocked, I couldn't imagine my eyes, as if I was in a dream, but with the pain in my heart, my blood boiling, and my pulse stopped.
"This? How can it be? Why is she here, why is she here? Didn't she go to the second middle school? "I was so confused that I couldn't imagine what had brought me to meet her here.
"Didn't she get in? How can it be! Those who can sign up have already been admitted, and there is no reason for her to appear here. β
"Maybe she's late? There were still 30 minutes to go, and it would only take about 10 minutes to get there, so it was impossible! β
"Could it be that she came to me on purpose? It doesn't make sense, how can you give up your own potentially brighter future for the sake of a stranger you meet for the first time? But I don't seem to be qualified to say that," I thought to myself, laughing at myself.
At this time, although the noise is incessant, it seems to me to be in a vacuum, and the silence is eerie. And the current atmosphere is full of embarrassment engraved in the bones. It's a feeling that always makes people wonder what to do. "Why don't you ask her?"
"Uh......" I was about to speak, but I stopped immediately.
"No, I can't speak now! What if I recognize the wrong person, what if she just looks alike? It's going to be more embarrassing, so it's like 'Where do I seem to have seen you?' 'For the sake of accosting. In this way, you may end up with a bad impression that you are good at fornication, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to get along in the future. β
"Is this the end of my junior high school life?" I lowered my head and felt dizzy.
"! I'm a genius when I think of myself as dizzy! β
"What's wrong? You shouldn't be happy to see me, right? How is it like seeing a ghost? She asked, confused.
I looked up, looked at her, and said excitedly, "It's really you!" I thought I had the wrong person! β
She smiled and said, "It's incredible, isn't it!" I'm here! β
"Hmm. How are you here, shouldn't you be in the second middle school? β
"To see you! Why, aren't you happy?" she said with a wicked smile.
My face flushed immediately, and I swallowed, repeatedly confirming that I had heard correctly. Then he was surprised and said, "Really? Why? β
"Of course...... Not really! How could I have met you so coincidentally? I don't have that much ability! Anyway, how do you think it's true, don't you ......" She squinted and leaned over and looked at me.
"I... I" I couldn't answer for a while, and I felt like I had entered her trap and was being tricked.
"This person is really dangerous, no, I have to fight back, otherwise I may be taken by the dog today" I thought to myself.
"I'm just subjectively judging whether this thing is right or not, but why do you think that I have the right opinion on this matter, not the wrong opinion?" I stunned her speechless.
"It's... This man is so dangerous! It's obviously a trap I set. Now it's anti-customer-oriented" but, it doesn't matter......
"Then why, you gave me the umbrella that day. Obviously we're just strangers who don't know each other? She looked at me and said.
"Because, since I was a child, I was told to help others. Don't leave the topic. β
"Huh. I say this out of curiosity, just as you do out of the pleasure of helping others, so I can look at your problem from a certain angle, and I can also look at it from the perspective that you think is wrong. β
"Besides, why do you think I'm going to see you like that?"
"Huh. To borrow your auspicious words, there is also the prohibition of nesting dolls, and the topic is here" I have no choice, it makes no sense to continue all the time.
"Hmm. Can you tell us about your real reason? Why did you go to No. 2 Middle School instead of this public school? β
She smiled wickedly and said, "I won't tell you." I have the right to reject your question. If you really want to know, just ......."
"What are you ...... for?" I had a sense of foreboding.
"Just show me your primary school certificate. What do you think? And your elementary school badge! β
I was puzzled why she wanted to see my primary school diploma and school badge...... Wait, if she knew my name first, according to someone like her, I don't think she will tell me what her name is, and there is no roster yet, I guess it will take two or three days to know her name. She kept threatening me like a handle, and I was sure to be choked by her.
"Why are you looking at these things from me?" I asked, hoping to win her flaws.
"Why do you want to know why I didn't go to No. 2 Middle School in the first place, and I'm just exchanging it with you," she said with a wicked smile and unhurriedly.
It's so good that I can use this as a breakthrough to refuse: "Then I don't want to know now." "I thought she wouldn't have anything to say and gave up.
"No, you can't!" She said unhurriedly.
"Why?" I was very surprised, there were a lot of slots in this question, and it was very naΓ―ve, and it had the feeling that a 5-year-old child was right.
"Because I want to see it! Why don't I show you mine? She said with a smile.
"Okay then" I don't think it's bad to swap equivalents, at least it saves the embarrassment and threat of swapping names.
I opened my bag and took out my diploma, and she took out her diploma as well. When I was about to hand it to her, the teacher came.
"Give me your diploma and register," the teacher said in a sonorous voice. If you look closely, this teacher feels a little short, as tall as me or even shorter than me.
At that moment, my table mate immediately snatched my diploma. Ready to open to see my name.
I snatched it back with lightning speed and handed it over to the teacher.
"It's dangerous, or hell die."
"Cut, I almost saw it." She said a little angrily, but she couldn't say that she was angry, just a little unwilling.
I tried to question her, but I didn't. After all, there is no meaning, but looking at her appearance is still a little distressed, in order to alleviate the embarrassment and comfort her: "I think this graduation certificate that distinguishes the past and the future is both meaningful and meaningless. β
She was a little silent, but she looked a little better.
"But why should I comfort her? It's obvious that she did it herself, but don't pursue it, so that the next junior high school life will be embarrassing. β
We were silent for a few hours, and I wondered how I could get her to go.
After school, more and more people left, and in a blink of an eye, only me and her were left.
The evening sun shines on the classroom, filling the classroom with light. It looks very good-looking, like a fairyland.
The flower pots by the window are filled with light and appear more colorful. The beauty that seems to be precipitated becomes more and more fascinating the more you look at it.
She stood up and walked to the window, where the wind gently lifted her. She seemed to melt into the wind, her hair fluttering, matching the blush outside. It looks very charming and beautiful.
Looking at the tall Ferris wheel in the distance, the girl in front of her seemed even smaller and more distressing. People can't help but want to hug her, want to care for her, and don't want her to be hurt by a little.
But her shadow is very tall and does not give people that particularly weak feeling. The heart is very strong, but also very fragile. I could feel the hope and a hint of sadness in her eyes. Maybe she's been through something, maybe he's just a pathetic person like me who hides his feelings in this sick society.
Should I say something: "Can I be good friends with you?" I didn't know what I was talking about, but I said it subconsciously.
"What," she said to me with a smile. Looking at her expression, it seemed to be full of joy, why joy? I think she probably didn't know either.
"I want to be best friends with you, and always will be best friends!" I said this unconsciously, and suddenly realized that something was wrong, and my face was as red as the sunset outside the window, and her face immediately turned red.
She seemed a little happy, but also panicked.
I immediately said, "You, if you don't want to, forget it, no, it's okay." β
She smiled, this time it seemed to be very relieved and very real. Not the sinister laugh like before.
"Okay," he said, walking out of the classroom, "See you tomorrow!" Then he immediately rushed down the stairs.
I stared at her blankly, and the phrase "What's your name?" on my lips was, "What's your name?" "I can't say anything.
Looking at her fading back, I seem to feel if ...... If you don't chase it now, maybe you won't be able to see it again in the future.
I'm a little sad, but I can't catch up with it now! I turned around and picked up my bag, tears streaming down my cheeks.
"Why. Why do you have tears and dry eyes? I said to myself.
Finally, I couldn't help it and immediately chased after it. The faster I chased him, I thought, "This time I'm not going to ...... anymore No longer separated from you!! β
Running to the first floor, she was gone, and I smiled wryly, looking at the darkening dusk ahead. I walked straight ahead.
Under a tree where the flowers are almost dead, I met her! The flowers fluttered in the wind, matching her.
I saw a tear in her eyes and asked, "What's your name?" β
"Bai Ling"
"What about you?"
"Baichen"