Chapter 2: The Regrets of Youth

Jiang Shaoting has been the kind of child of other people's families in the mouth of adults since he was a child, not only has a good appearance, but also a good study, wherever he goes, the first place will follow, which is also what Jiang's mother and Jiang Xiaonuan are most proud of.

Jiang Shaoting is two terms older than Jiang Xiaonuan, and when he was in the third year of junior high school, Jiang Xiaonuan was the first year of junior high school. At that time, the midterm and final exams were both senior grades mixed with lower grade exams, and in the two exams at that time, Wen Yan and Jiang Xiaonuan were both assigned to Jiang Shaoting's class, and Wen Yan was also at the same table with him.

At first, Wen Yan walked into the classroom, and even found a place to sit next to him, but Jiang Shaoting didn't even look at her.

It was Jiang Xiaonuan, the second person with a missing head and tendons, as soon as he entered the classroom, he ran to him, and said in a loud voice for fear that everyone would not hear him: "Brother, you and Wen Yan are at the same table, Wen Yan is the first place in our class, and the first place of the two of you actually sit together." ”

As soon as these words fell, it was not difficult for them to become the focus, and everyone turned their heads to look at them following the voice.

Jiang Shaoting glanced at Jiang Xiaonuan speechlessly, he had long been used to the focus of people, but in this way, it really made him unhappy and unaccustomed.

"Brother Xiao Nuan has always been our role model." At this moment, a warm and soft voice came from beside him.

Jiang Shaoting turned his head slightly, and what caught his eye was a white face, a pair of clear and moist eyes were particularly eye-catching, and the girl was looking at them with a smile, and it was indeed like a person.

This is Jiang Shaoting's evaluation from the bottom of his heart, so he feels that everyone has praised him so much, whether it is out of sincerity or politeness, he can't lose quality, so he also nodded with a polite smile in response, this is probably the first time in fifteen years that Jiang Shaoting has responded to his peers with this mentality of not losing quality.

Neither of them likes to talk, so every time Wen Yan comes over, the two of them just nod politely, and then sit separately until the exam is over, without saying a word.

This is also the first time that Jiang Shaoting has a good evaluation of a girl, she is good-looking, has a good voice, and her personality seems to be gentle, anyway, it looks very pleasing to the eye, of course, it is impossible for him to show this kind of thought, but he puts it in his heart, and every time he thinks about it, there is always a feeling in his heart that he is not clear, and it seems that he is happy.

Lincheng Middle School has a junior high school and a high school, after going to high school, Jiang Shaoting can still occasionally meet Wen Yan in school, sometimes passing by, sometimes watching from afar, once the two face each other, Wen Yan nodded at him and smiled slightly, he also responded in the same way, that was the only time.

And when he can really look at her openly, it is the opening ceremony of each semester, she will give a speech on stage on behalf of the grade every time, every time Jiang Shaoting will look at the girl on the stage seriously, at the opening ceremony of the second semester of his sophomore year, he did not wait for her to give a speech, this time it was someone else, in fact, after the first semester, he hadn't met her for a long time, and he seemed to realize something, his heart suddenly empty.

When he came home that day, he asked Jiang Xiaonuan for the first time about the ranking of the final exam, and pretended to ask how many points the first place scored, which was to help Jiang Xiaonuan analyze how far she was from the first place.

"580, I know you have good grades, you don't have to bury me like this, I don't dare to compare with the first place, even if Wen Yan transfers, the first place is replaced, and the grades are not as high as she used to be, I can't catch up." He knows Jiang Xiaonuan's character too well, and he talks a lot and lacks a tendon, so he wouldn't think that his black brother cares abnormally.

Jiang Shaoting turned around and went upstairs with a sound, getting what he wanted to know, what he cared about, what analysis he had long forgotten, leaving Jiang Xiaonuan behind him to scold him for having no conscience, deliberately comparing the first place with her, and deliberately laughing at her.

That was the first time that the young Jiang Shaoting had a feeling of panic in his heart, that day was also the first time in his life that he had insomnia, and in the next few days, he felt unable to lift his spirits, and sometimes he lost his mind in class.

In the years that followed, the name Wen Yan had been deeply buried in his heart, he didn't hear Jiang Xiaonuan mention it again, and he seemed to deliberately stop thinking about it, maybe everyone's youth always carries a little regret.

Jiang Shaoting leaned on the railing of the balcony with one hand, held a cigarette in the other, leaned slightly, puffed one after another, the smoke filled the night, and the flickering fireworks seemed to embellish the unknown past.

Early the next morning, Jiang Shaoting made it clear to Jiang's mother that he would not go on a blind date again, let her put away this heart, make compensation, and he would unconditionally take on the task of picking up Jiang Xiaonuan at night.

Jiang Xiaonuan suddenly felt flattered, thinking that it was rare for Jiang Shaoting to open his mouth to serve her unconditionally for the first time, and the loyalty he showed to Jiang's mother yesterday had long been thrown out of the clouds, and he also comforted Jiang's mother in turn, Jiang Shaoting felt for the first time that it was a good thing to have a sister who had no IQ.