Tu Mochu stood under the tree all night.

If it was she who took the initiative at the beginning, it was his fault for being distracted later. Her kiss was clean, only lips and lips touched simply, but he ......

Tu Mochu leaned against the trunk of the tree. I don't know how many years this tree has existed in No. 6 Middle School, but it was already a big tree when it was transplanted at the beginning of the school.

He remembered her eyes, confused, ignorant, joyful and shy, the eyes of a girl under seventeen years old, pure and clean.

He knew her when he was five years old, and knew that she didn't have much contact with the opposite sex, and perhaps she even blurred the boundaries between liking, liking, and trust.

After his crazy obsession, he finally calmed down. Tu Mochu thought, what can he give her?

Was it a Platonic love affair when he was young? Or a deformed marriage a few years later? If it is in love, there are people who are more gentle and more suitable for romance than him, and if it is marriage...... He couldn't give her anything.

His family was in ruins, and even he had forgotten how to get along with each other, and didn't know how to give her a complete home.

And his body ...... So ugly. All she saw was the glossy surface he had held up. She is both lovable and struggling. He wanted to love her with everything, but he had nothing.

If she didn't have the determination to break the boat, she shouldn't provoke her and leave these memories in her heart, so that she could meet better people without any burden.

It was dawn, and the dew soaked Tu Mochu's shirt. He frowned and walked out of the sixth middle school.

The worst thing is that Jing Lin is still angry. It's not like him...... Offend? Or did his words upset her? If it was the former, she could punish him however she wanted. If it was the latter, if it was really the latter, if she was willing, he would do his best and give her a good love at a young age. Even though she no longer loved him and left him, he gave her all he had.

On Tu Mochu's birthday, he rarely came to the classroom so early. It was just dawn, and there was only one figure in the classroom who was struggling to write.

"Ji Hengwei."

Ji Hengwei, who was doing his homework, pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and raised his head, "Brother Mo? You're so early today. ”

"Hmm."

Ji Hengwei would show up in the classroom on time at six o'clock every day to finish the previous day's homework. After you finish writing, copy three copies and prepare the homework of the four people. But since Tu Mochu took the first exam, he didn't need to copy that copy, so after that, he only used to copy two copies a day, Hua Zhipeng and Jiang Da's.

This habit has been maintained for a long time, and Tu Mochu didn't use Ji Hengwei to write his own share at first, but Ji Hengwei insisted, "I have to write two copies anyway, and it doesn't matter if I write one more." Brother Mo, if you don't hand in your homework, the teacher will have a bad impression of you. Tu Mochu didn't care, but he didn't expect Ji Hengwei to write it unconsciously in the second semester of his sophomore year.

Ji Hengwei is undoubtedly the most diligent student in the class, but he and Hua Zhipeng sat together and became a poor student in the eyes of the teacher. He writes his homework conscientiously, for fear of not being able to hand it in and leaving a bad impression on the teacher, but in the eyes of most teachers, he is a problem student with poor grades from the moment he sits in this position. So no matter how hard he tried, he didn't get recognition.

Because he learned averagely, his homework was slow, and he always had to make up for the knowledge of the previous day the next day, Ji Hengwei fell into a vicious circle and couldn't extricate himself.

Tu Mochu sat down in his seat and glanced at Ji Hengwei.

It's been almost two years. For the first time, he realized so clearly that he was different from Hua Zhipeng and Jiang Da, but people like Ji Hengwei.

Ji Hengwei likes to study, which is ridiculous in the eyes of outsiders, and he has even been ridiculed because he rarely passes. He likes to study, and in the eyes of others, it is even a desecration of the sanctity of learning, but Ji Hengwei has never thought of giving up.

And Tu Mochu ...... He likes Jing Lin, and he likes Jing Lin more clumsily and seriously than Ji Hengwei likes to study. But once it is known, for Jing Lin, isn't it a blasphemy?

"Ji Hengwei, which university do you want to go to?"

Ji Hengwei didn't expect that one day Brother Mo would ask him this kind of question, his eyes were full of longing, "I want to go to Cambridge." ”

If there were outsiders, they must have laughed out loud. But Tu Mochu wouldn't laugh at him, because he liked it...... It's also a girl who is far away in the clouds that is difficult to approach all her life.

"Why Cambridge?"

"When I used to study Xu Zhimo's "Farewell to Kangqiao", I felt that I must go to Cambridge to study one day, and I would pass the exam with my own efforts."

"What if I don't pass the exam next year?"

Ji Hengwei's expression was firm, "If you can't pass the exam in one year, then two years, if you can't pass the exam in two years, you will use ten years." One day, I want to be a Cambridge student! ”

Ji Hengwei was a little embarrassed after speaking, after all, he also knew that there was little hope, he couldn't help but secretly look at Tu Mochu's expression, would he laugh at him for not being able to do anything?

And Tu Mochu was silent for a moment, and then responded softly, "Hmm." ”

He would love her for a year, two years, ten years, a lifetime. Even if she doesn't like him, what does it matter? Loving her is his insistence alone.

Ji Hengwei said a little excitedly, "Brother Mo, you will definitely be admitted to Cambridge, I have checked the information, you can definitely do it!" He was ready to give Tu Mochu a full range of advantages from the University of Cambridge.

Tu Mochu said coldly: "Shut up, noisy." ”

Ji Hengwei, "......"

Tu Mochu won't go to Cambridge, he wants to guard his little sun.

Hua Zhipeng and Jiang Da came three days ago, and happened to meet the representative of the mathematics class to collect homework. Ji Hengwei handed it over skillfully, and did not write Tu Mochu's copy as usual. The class representative asked Tu Mo to do his homework again.

"I didn't write it." Tu Mochu didn't have the heart to write homework in the past two days.

The representative of the math class quietly registered Tu Mochu's name and ran away.

Tu Mochu was in no mood to deal with it.

Hua Zhipeng said with great interest: "Brother Mo, it's your birthday today, why don't we skip class and go to Viss to play?" By the way, whatever gift you want, I'll buy it. ”

Tu Mochu replied solemnly: "Settle down." ”

Hua Zhipeng knew that he couldn't run at this time, he really didn't like to listen to the teacher's lectures. Only Ji Hengwei listened to it with relish, the teacher was listening, and he didn't know what he was talking about, he was bored playing with his mobile phone, and the mobile phone was likely to be taken away, annoying.

However, Jiang Da observed Tu Mochu's expression, it looked quite normal, he couldn't help but wonder, could it be that the extremes of things must be reversed, and Brother Mo would not be stimulated too much, but it was normal, right?

However, in the afternoon, everyone came to class honestly, only to find that Tu Mochu did not come. Hua Zhipeng was speechless.

The gossip about the school flower kissing was self-defeating, and according to Bai Wei's friends, Jing Lin did not give a birthday gift. Everyone didn't eat the melon, and it was inevitable to be disappointed.

Another thing made Jing Lin very embarrassed, Bai Wei's friend Xiang Jian was not lightly injured.

First, they went to the infirmary, but the school doctor told them to take them to the hospital. The school doctor said: "I can't cure this injury, you young people don't have a serious fight, it is almost like an injury made by a professional boxer, people take it away quickly!" ”

A group of teenagers hurriedly took the wounded to the hospital.

Jing Lin was very guilty. Yesterday was Bai Wei's eighteenth birthday, and he was really unlucky, because of rumors, the birthday party was ruined.

Jing Lin had already taken this day's leave, and now she didn't go to Tu Mochu, but went to the hospital to visit her. The basket that Tu Mochu poked out had to be solved by someone.

After all, she was going to visit the patient, Jing Lin bought fruits and flowers, contacted Bai Wei in advance, and asked which hospital and which ward she lived in.

Bai Wei also came to the hospital early in the morning, although he had a general relationship with Xiang Jian, but after all, it was an incident when he was with him, he was not at ease, and he also asked for leave to visit Xiang Jian.

Bai Wei arrived early and picked up Jing Lin outside the ward, "Don't put it on it, this matter is also caused by Xiang Jian's unclean mouth." ”

Seeing that Jing Lin was puzzled, Bai Wei realized that she hadn't heard what they said yesterday.

The girl has a beautiful face and looks peaceful and beautiful in the afternoon sun.

Bai Wei's heart was bitter, he pretended to smile lightly and asked, "The one who beat someone yesterday is the person you like?" ”

Jing Lin didn't expect Bai Wei to ask so bluntly, her cheeks were slightly red and she didn't answer, after all, she and Bai Wei were not familiar enough to the point that she liked someone to talk to him.

Jing Lin was silent for a moment and said, "Xiang Jian is so seriously injured, I have to apologize to him." ”

Bai Wei nodded, he couldn't make a decision for Xiang Jian.

Jing Lin was about to enter the ward, but saw a tall young man appear at the top of the stairs. He wore a white shirt with the top button tightly buttoned.

When Bai Wei saw this person, he immediately thought of his ruthlessness in the fight last night, and subconsciously frowned.

Jing Lin was still angry at the beginning of Mo Chu and didn't really want to talk to him.

Tu Mochu guessed that she would come here. He walked over and whispered, "I'll apologize, you wait for me." ”

Jing Lin raised her eyes to look at Tu Mochu, and Bai Wei also looked over. No matter how you look at it, this young man doesn't look like the kind of person who will bow his head to people, he should be the kind of person who will spit out bloody teeth and spit on the other party even if he is about to be killed.

Tu Mochu opened the door of the ward and entered, and Xiang Jian's face was swollen.

Tu Mochu took out the prepared medical expenses, "I'm sorry." ”

The wards are remarkably quiet inside and out.

Jing Lin apologized to Tu Mochu for the first time.

Xiang Jian was also frightened, when he saw that it was him, he wanted to hide under the quilt, and always felt that Tu Mochu would punch him.

Tu Mochu's voice was low, "It's my fault to beat people, I apologize to you." But if you still say that kind of thing, I've seen it hit once, and it's definitely more serious than this one. ”

Xiang Jian, "......" he didn't even dare to ask for medical expenses.

Tu Mochu put down the money and said to Jing Lin, "Okay, let's go." ”

Jing Lin remembered the lingering kiss last night when she saw him now, it was obviously him...... Well, she has decided to forget.

She left the fruit and flowers behind and walked quickly out of the hospital.

The air outside is fresh and the streets are full of pedestrians. The sun is not hot, and the sun makes people lazy and comfortable.

Jing Lin still remembered that Tu Mochu said that she should forget, even if he had a birthday today, it could not offset the anger and chagrin in her heart. That's hers...... First kiss.

Jing Lin gritted her teeth and ran to the bus stop, she still had an afternoon off from work, and it was better to go home than to sulk at him.

Tu Mochu doesn't like running, his prosthetic leg hurts to run, and his running posture is a little unnatural. However, he ran twice, both of which were related to her, once because she was angry, once because she was angry.

Tu Mochu caught up with her, and gently put his palm on her shoulder, "Jing Lin." ”

She looked up, she was not very old, and the girl was full of resentment, and she refused to compromise and wanted to break his hand.

Tu Mochu put down his hand obediently, "Are you okay to listen to me?" The boy's voice was soft, "It's me who made you angry." ”

Jing Lin's grievances spread in this apology, and then quietly dissipated.

Tu Mochu stared at her intently, and there was only her alone in his eyes, "The average life expectancy of Chinese women is about 77 years old, and you are only seventeen this year, and you have not completed a quarter of your life. You'll go to college in the future, you'll meet a lot of wonderful people, and you'll have ...... Lots of nice opposite sex. Your horizons will be broadened and your preferences will change. ”

The bus stop is just a short distance away, and the sun is shining and the sidewalks are casting cool shade.

Tu Mochu looked at her gently, "Linlin, you are still young, and you don't know how bad my situation is. ”

Jing Lin was originally very, very angry with him, but he never ...... Telling her about her flaws so calmly and straightforwardly, this was obviously what he cared about the most, and her eyes suddenly turned red.

She didn't know how bad he was...... People will meet a lot of people in their lives, and maybe the next moment she will find that many people are better than him.

Jing Lin's eyes were full of tears. Tu Mochu sighed, and gently wiped the tails of her eyes with his fingertips, "Don't cry." "When you cry, my heart will break.

Jing Lin choked up and said, "No, I won't meet someone better than you, in short, I just know." ”

It's the stupidest thing in the world. What can he give her?