The street lights can't wait for dawn...

Morning frost can't wait for the sun...

It's like...... No matter how I run... I can't catch up with you who are desperately cycling...

Jiang Wei met Qiyu in a cram school.

It was raining that day, and Jiang Wei had congenital asthma, and it was difficult to breathe on a rainy day. The rain became heavier and heavier, covering the glass door like a curtain, making it even more depressing. Just when Jiang Wei was sitting and sleeping, Qiyu pushed open the glass door with one hand, held the umbrella with the other, his hair was wet, and there was a little rain on his eyelashes, and the little girl was slightly embarrassed: "Sorry teacher, I'm late"

The teacher waved her hand and motioned for her to sit next to Jiang Wei. The girl had the smell of rain on her body, but Jiang Wei was not disgusted, but felt very comfortable. Jiang Wei held his breath and looked at the girl.

"Jiang Wei! Don't get distracted."

The teacher scolded, and Jiang Wei turned his head around. Qi Yu smiled and handed him a note, which said, why do you keep looking at me? He replied, I don't know, you give me a very wonderful feeling.

Qi Yu smiled and ended the note conversation. Outside the window, the rain gradually decreased, the mist surrounded the glass door, and the insects stayed in the corner, secretly licking the raindrops. He was eleven years old. Ignorant and ignorant. However, it was when I met Qiyu.

There are very few people in the cram school, the teachers are very relaxed, and the students occasionally make trouble, and they also turn a blind eye. Qiyu and Jiang Wei are having a lot of fun. Both of them are not in the same school, but they are tutoring in the same cram school, and there are only a few hours a day.

Jiang Wei and Qi Yu passed the note as soon as they were in class, and they learned very badly, making it even worse. So I have been tutoring, and this supplement is three years, one note after another, and it is three years in the blink of an eye.

When they arrived in junior high school, Jiang Wei and Qi Yu were finally in the same school, but not in the same class. Jiang Wei walked into the cram school with Qiyu every day after school, and went home together after school. It's so nice to be a child, there are no ideas, no distance. But it grows up like a card in instant noodles, scratched with anticipation, and there is only one thank you for your patronage. There are very few who can scrape out another pack, and there are very few who can scrape the words thank you for your patronage. The former was lucky, the latter was unwilling.

Jiang Wei likes to play basketball, and every Sunday, Qi Yu will sit in the audience, raise the corners of his mouth, and silently count how many balls Jiang Wei throws. That summer called, I seem to like you very much... Like a basketball spinning around the rim... careful

Jiang Wei has never thought about liking this question, and he doesn't know what liking is. Just enjoyed being with her. Maybe to make a relationship happen is to turn my love of being with you into a change of liking you and wanting to be together...... Equally... Ruining a relationship is also ......

Jiang Wei was fourteen years old that year, and the note said, Qiyu, I like you.

After reading it, Qi Yu's face flushed, smiled, and didn't say anything. After class, as if nothing had happened, and continuing to play, Jiang Wei was both scared and surprised. Fear is like a stranger, and surprise is like last night, inseparable. That good time was interspersed with a few rainy seasons that were difficult to breathe, until ...... Until that day......

The note said that the teacher and the parents said that the two of us were very close, and we should be separated for the time being, and when the teachers and parents didn't say anything, we would continue, okay?

Jiang Wei got the note and didn't write anything, and kept thinking in his head, separate first? Continue? That...... Did she agree......

"Jiang Wei! Qi Yu! You two don't pass the note! If it affects the classroom, it will be called parents! ”

Jiang Wei held back his words until the cram school ended, and he didn't have time to stop Qiyu. Qi Yu had already left alone with his schoolbag on his back. Jiang Wei walked home alone, and Qi Yu sent him a message, the content of which was the same as a small note.

Jiang Wei was very happy and said, well, I'll wait for you.

It's like someone scratched out the word thank you, and they are delusional that there will be another pack later......

It's just that after one night, Qi Yu seems to have changed as a person, and he didn't keep a distance from Jiang Wei after class. It was so strange that Jiang Wei wondered if she was the same Qiyu.

The story reversed so quickly that Jiang Wei couldn't accept it and couldn't figure it out. But time gave him the answer first.

As day after day, Jiang Wei probably knew what it was to like someone. If there was one, he thought, then I must like her.

I must have liked you that year, like a moth around the lamp, unable to help myself.

Jiang Wei has been waiting silently, he has always remembered the words on the note, wait for the parents not to say, the teacher not to say, we will continue...

But time did not have such patience, and the cram school was closed. The two of them lost an important opportunity to meet, so they could only pray for a chance meeting in the corner of the school's corridor, and the meeting was only a few pleasantries, Qi Yu's slightly embarrassed expression, as if he was paying the debt for himself who didn't know anything before, and as if he was saying sorry. I'm sorry, I used to be young, I didn't understand anything, so I must not count, right?

On the day of the high school entrance examination, Jiang Weifei ran out of school and rushed to the bicycle shed to find Qiyu, at this moment he was liberated, he had a lot to say to Qiyu. Ke Qiyu didn't think so. He chased after Qiyu on a bicycle for his life, and she rode as fast as if she hadn't heard.

Some people deliberately avoid it, and some people insist on facing it......

In that deserted street, a seventeen-year-old boy knelt on the road, listening to the violent heartbeat, crying silently.

In the summer of that year, I still like you very much, and I really want to be with you, but I can only think about it.

Creation makes people, and the two of them are still together in high school, one is studying literature and the other is studying science.

It's just that they never saw each other again, and they didn't say anything.

In the sophomore school basketball finals, Jiang Wei wore a black jersey, jumped and shot, the basket trembled, and the ball turned a few times and fell into the net. He won, only no more than she counted for him, scored a few goals.

No one paid for the ignorance of youth, and no one mentioned the little note that seemed to be a lie or a promise. There is always a season of one person.

That year, I still like you very much, just like the street lamp can't wait for dawn, and the morning frost can't wait for the sun......

Postscript:

Mixed feelings, beyond words

It seems that I am also a person who has scratched out the word thank you and still has no heart to give up

After reading it, thank you for your patronage, and I want to ask unwillingly, why

typed the last word, "Laughter" was played in the headphones, how many people were ready to devote themselves to it like this song, but they quietly left

One winter night, I listened to him tell the story...... (ENDS)

———— (early morning)