The school suddenly announced that the fourth class was canceled this afternoon and replaced with a school-wide cleaning.

To tell the truth, Lin Shanghan and they have not carried out any cleaning since the beginning of school, even the classrooms were cleaned during the college entrance examination of the last repeat students, and the daily duty is also water, and even the easiest work of taking out the garbage is not emptied, and no one will do it until the teacher urges him, and the health committee happens to be Li Xinyang, and no one pays attention to him when everyone sees him as a bully.

It's rare to be able to clean up today.

Actually, as long as you don't have classes, everyone is happy.

Everyone piled up the tables, everyone divided the tasks, and washed and scrubbed for a while.

Lin Shanghan lowered his head and looked at the garbage that had not been disposed of, and the students who had finished their tasks had left one after another. The head teacher suddenly entered the door and called most of the remaining students on duty away to help clean the cleaning area outside that was full of fallen leaves, and when Lin Shanghan came back to his senses, only himself and Li Yixuan were left in the classroom.

Li Yixuan is wiping the blackboard. The teachers wrote too many words on it every day, and they just wiped it with the blackboard every day, and many words had been printed on the blackboard, and it was very difficult to erase. Lin Shanghan stood there stupidly with a broom, the afterglow of the sunset like a warm hand, reaching in from the window, gently caressing the girl's soft back, smearing a brilliant but not dazzling color, evenly, layer after layer.

Just the right temperature, slightly drunk wind, Lin Shanghan stood in the messy garbage heap, his right foot lightly stepped on the Coke can, gently, didn't dare to make a sound, tilted his head, and looked at her.

She turned her head, her eyes were round, as if she didn't expect Lin Shanghan to look at her like this, and she blushed for a moment.

But maybe it's just a joke of the sunset.

"What's wrong? Have you lost your soul? ”

Lin Shanghan smiled: "Almost, your back is so charming, I look stupid." ”

Li Yixuan was also very happy, every time Lin Shanghan praised her, she would not refute, but turned around, swayed her body slightly, and shook her shoulders.

Dancing like a dancing maiden.

"Hey, Li Yixuan!"

Li Yixuan stopped, "What are you doing?" ”

Lin Shanghan shook his head, his eyes a little sour. The loneliness after the excitement is matched with the sensational power of the sunset, and a kind of wet feeling quietly climbs up Lin Shanghan's back, making Lin Shanghan feel very heavy.

Li Yixuan smiled lightly, turned her head and continued to wipe the blackboard.

"Li Yixuan?"

"What the hell are you doing?"

It's nothing, Lin Shanghan just wanted to catch something, but after Lin Shanghan couldn't scream loudly the moment he went home and entered the door, after Lin Shanghan couldn't talk about everything in school wantonly in front of his parents at the dinner table, and after Lin Shanghan remembered that there would be a deep sense of powerlessness in the last monthly exam but he couldn't give up willfully, Lin Shanghan wanted to grab something. Maybe it's just your sleeve, it's really nothing.

It's true.

Lin Shanghan smiled, "You know, I really like it-"

Li Yixuan raised her eyes and looked at Lin Shanghan quietly.

"-loved seeing you every day"

Li Yixuan opened her mouth, and Lin Shanghan immediately stretched out her index finger and whispered: "You are not allowed to say that you are loved by everyone!" Only I can love! ”

Li Yixuan, who was blocked by Lin Shanghan, was a little confused, "You said it, then I can only love you."

You know what it's like to stop time?

Lin Shanghan knew, because Lin Shanghan's heart also stopped.

Then the initiator of all this, the girl got off the bench, looked at Lin Shanghan with a flushed face, opened her mouth and wanted to say something but didn't say it.

The pointer flicked, and Lin Shanghan heard the sound of time and heartbeat again.

Lin Shanghan lowered his head, slowly swept the floor, the corners of his mouth rose, the corners of his eyes were sour, and he said loudly: "Needless to say, I know, of course you love me, who do you love if you don't love me?" ”

"What, I'm loved by everyone", Li Yixuan said and shook her hair.

Lin Shanghan tilted his head: "I'm not an ordinary person. ”

You're mortal, so you like me. I'm not, so I don't like you.

Not at all.

The two of them put down the brooms and rags in their hands, sat side by side on the table of the podium, their legs dangling in mid-air, and on the right hand side was the sunset outside the window that was as moist as an ink painting.

Later, Lin Shanghan remembered this scene countless times. Lin Shanghan has always wondered if there is something wrong with his memory.

The dusk at the end of the cleaning was so long, yet so short, so quiet, and so noisy.

It's so long, it's like a lifetime of good meetings have been exhausted.

But it's so short, it's as short as a child who can't play enough on a merry-go-round in a playground.

It was so quiet that Lin Shanghan couldn't believe it, and everyone seemed to have withdrawn from the stage and made way for themselves.

But it's so noisy. Lin Shanghan's vision was full of her warm and healing smile.

Li Yixuan told Lin Shanghan about the camphor tree next to the playground of their junior high school, which is very tall and has a special leaf texture.

"Later, I found out that the tree was actually planted by my father - my father was also a student of Guangming Middle School, and the playground was still a dirt road, and he and his girlfriend at the time ran outside to plant trees on Arbor Day, but in fact, they were just playing around and didn't know where to get a small seedling, so they planted it......"

Who would have thought that her daughter would sit in the shade of a tree and drink cold Coke to escape the scorching summer sun when she was in gym class.

Lin Shanghan was thinking about another thing.

"And what about your dad's girlfriend back then?"

"What?"

"I mean, she ......" Lin Shanghan didn't know what kind of person the other party was, "where is she now?" “

Li Yixuan shrugged: "Your question is really strange, who knows, you must be a child." ”

"But it's okay, they still have a tree", Lin Shanghan rubbed his eyes, "If there is a chance, let's go and plant a tree too." ”

Li Yixuan agreed very easily: "Okay, there is a chance." ”

I'm serious, Li Yixuan.

Then Lin Shanghan turned his face sideways and did not insist.

The silence of the two men side by side.

Lin Shanghan's foot accidentally kicked Li Yixuan, and just as he was about to apologize, Li Yixuan kicked back with a tooth for tooth.

Lin Shanghan became interested and kicked each other with Li Yixuan.

When the shoes collide, there is a popping sound, like a heartless rhythm of joy. Li Yixuan jumped off the table and threw chalk at Lin Shanghan. Of course, Lin Shanghan would not show weakness, grabbed a handful of chalk and threw it out.

Then it smashed directly into the head of the head teacher who appeared at the door at the right time. Right in the bull's-eye.

Lin Shanghan continued to sweep the floor in a gray manner, and Li Yixuan continued to wipe the blackboard in a gray manner.

I don't know when the sun has sunk into the buildings in the distance. The sky is a quiet blue-purple color, which makes people's hearts empty.

Lin Shanghan raised his head again and glanced at Li Yixuan, who was still wiping the blackboard—she was still standing there, vigorously smearing the last pinch of the word "Huan", and the empty Coke can was still at her feet.

It's as if time has changed into a magic, everything just now is a dream, we haven't moved a single bit, but time has been stolen like this.

Quietly, without a trace.

It's just that Lin Shanghan himself, when he was playing just now, did secretly pull her sleeve.

In an instant, she was taken away.

Lin Shanghan gently twisted his thumb and index finger, and there was a little soft texture of the cotton shirt between his fingers, a little warm, which should be just an illusion.

(End of chapter)