The rest of the summer The seventh petal: the locust flowers are gone, and the people are gone

The midsummer sun swept through the whole ham country with an unstoppable sharp spirit, and the overwhelming Hongsen acacia was connected end to end, holding up a rich green sky overhead.

The backlight casts a dappled light, turning everything on the ground into dots.

It's gone.

Graduation season, graduation season, you who have not graduated.

From a distance, I heard the voices of the third grade class, Fan Xue took Zhao Siqing's hand, and the two entered the classroom together.

The classmates were in groups of three or five, laughing, frustrated, beating their chests and stomping their feet, and there were all kinds of expressions.

Fan Xue habitually searched for Xu Wen in the corner of the crowd, and saw him sitting there alone in a daze at a glance.

This boy, no matter where he is, is so unobtrusive.

Hey, Fan Xue let out a long sigh, pretending not to see it in some frustration, bypassed him, and walked towards the back row of the classroom, on the other side of him.

"Hey, you're all here, okay, both of you have been admitted!" Fan Xue raised her head and was surprised to find that An Serene was holding a half-smoked Xuanhe Gate in her hand.

This is also Xu Wen's favorite brand.

What surprised her even more was that she was accompanied by Li Gaifeng, who had just been slapped that day.

As if suddenly enlightened, Fan Xue instantly understood.

"Oh, you've started smoking, too." Peacefully opened the topic of the college entrance examination, looked at the cigarette in the boy's hand, frowned slightly, and asked casually.

"Haha, yes. I knew that smoking was such a happy thing, I should have smoked a cigarette a long time ago. An Serene took a deep puff of cigarette and exhaled a puff of smoke like the underworld in the movie, but was choked and coughed lightly.

This boy is naturally suitable to play the role of a good student and warm the appearance of a big brother.

"If you don't know how to smoke, don't smoke, it's not a good thing to learn this." Fan Xue couldn't help laughing and said as calmly as possible.

She knows that this kind of cigarette has a little sweetness, and it can be smoked by a person without choking.

Now, haha.

"He likes to smoke or not, Fan Xue, you care a little too much!" Li Gaifeng put the cigarette butt on the ground, stepped on it with his foot, and shouted disdainfully.

"Whatever you want." Fan Xue replied, retreated to the corner, and sat down with Zhao Siqing.

Looking at the messy desks, chairs and benches in the classroom, and the books and practice questions discarded everywhere, Fan Xue's heart suddenly became uncomfortable.

This place where she once wanted to leave so much, and even once wanted to drop explosives from the sky and blow it into ashes for three years, although she is a top student, she also has this thought, and now, when the real parting comes, she is so reluctant.

Today they are going to separate, and there are only a few of them in the school today.

Therefore, even Serene they smoke in the classroom, which seems unscrupulous.

Because, no teacher will reprimand.

After a while, someone tapped her on the shoulder, and she turned back in fright.

"Snow, go, take a photo, by the way, you're dressed beautifully today." Xu Wen smiled slightly, the sunlight came in from the window, half of his face was faintly covered, with a faint sadness, and half soaked in the sun, so bright and vivid.

Fan Xue lost her mind for a while.

Zhao Siqing obviously understood the changes in Fan Xue's heart, she quickly pulled the corner of Fan Xue's clothes and pulled her back to reality in time.

"Oh, we'll be here later." Fan Xue blushed, and after a while, she replied embarrassedly.

After listening to this, Xu Wen hooked up with Zhang Bacheng and left, at this time Zhao Siqing's mobile phone suddenly rang, she subconsciously looked at the screen, and told Fan Xue in sign language that she was going to the toilet.

Fan Xue was only thinking about Xu Wen in her heart at the moment, but she didn't notice the change in Zhao Siqing's complicated expression.

"Uh-huh, you have to hurry. I'm waiting for you here," Fan Xue admonished, and Siqing had already run away like an elk.

The sky was blue, and the midsummer sun was shining like glass.

Patches of barren white.

On the playground, the boys sorted each other's ties, and the girls combed each other's bangs, and this last parting moment, no matter how warm it was, it couldn't hide the spreading sadness.

An Xiang and Xu Wen stood at opposite ends of the team, one was quiet and deep, with an expressionless face, and the other laughed heartlessly and burst into tears.

In fact, Xu Wen really cried. But his personality makes others think he is pretending.

Fan Xue was inserted into the girls in the back row, belonging to the dividing line between boys and girls.

She anxiously searched for Zhao Siqing in the crowd, but was quickly disappointed, there was no trace of Siqing here.

Her heart suddenly tightened, and she couldn't help but put her hands together on her chest, and prayed silently.

"Eggplant - everyone has to laugh!"

Hearing Gu Hang's roar in front of her, Fan Xue smiled stiffly as if she had just woken up from a dream.

Click-.........

Under the midsummer sun, the smiling faces of the eighteen-year-old fell in the backlit shadows, and with the light refracted by the flash, this incomplete graduation photo was frozen.

Engraved into the memory of time.

Years later, it becomes eternal.

It's just that, except for Fan Xue, no one noticed the absent Zhao Siqing.

But Fan Xue didn't know that except for him, everyone else had this graduation photo.

And that, the quiet girl, like a blown dandelion, floats in the wind of sorrow, not knowing where it will go.

From the very beginning, it was destined to become an unhealable wound on Fan Xue's chest.

It hurts so much.

In the summer of the year I graduated, I collapsed in the backlight...... Constantly, constantly, constantly collapsing backwards.

A light year away, this is the distance that love is out of reach.

A long time of one light year, thousands of reincarnations of one light year, will we still remember the person we once loved?

You say, will we all remember?

Probably, I can't remember.

It's like later, she said to him, I don't like it that much, forget about that agreement.

He could only say with a smile: If you don't say it, I'm about to forget............

He figured it out too. The breakfast shop is not open until the evening, and people who want to eat come early.

are people who unlock their mobile phones hundreds of times a day, and in this era when mobile phones do not leave their bodies,

In fact, I want to reply to the message early, what else do you not understand.

So, the sun doesn't go down suddenly.

Feelings, not suddenly, faded.

…………………………………

In fact, on the day of the celebration, in the KTV private room, Xu Wen was drunk, but his mind was unusually clear.

He remembered that she crouched beside him, and of course he remembered that he had vomited her, but she did not seem to be annoyed, but gently helped him scrub the booty from his body.

Her long hair brushed my face with a faint summer scent.

At that moment, Xu Wen vowed to protect this girl well.

However, in fact, Xu Wen really didn't even have the strength to sit up.

It was in that intoxicating aroma that I really, really wanted to sleep.

However, it is not possible.

Later, it started to rain in the sky, and the wind crackled the windows.

He and An Xiang watched as the rain was about to fall, and they exchanged help.

He looked at her like that, like a sharp knife cutting through it, and felt as if the whole body had been drained of the uncomfortable.

Like a madman, unreasonable.

Xu Wen just stood sluggishly like that, and after a while, when he came back to his senses, he just looked at her and saved her like that.

No way, nothing can be done.

He could only send Siqing to the hotel to fall asleep first.

When he returned, he heard serene words.

He only felt his heart ache.

Rain, tears, sweat...... Mix it up.

Xu Wen couldn't tell the difference.

He wished he had never been able to tell the difference.