Zhang Heng saw that the little girl had disappeared, stood there and finished smoking a cigarette, turned around and walked outside the school. The campus was dark, and the tall and low buildings were silent. He enjoyed the silence. Today is an out-of-the-ordinary day for him. He acquiesced to the third child's too obvious matchmaking, whether it was a meal at noon, or in the Tiger Rock Park in the afternoon, he also rode a tandem car with the little sister and watched the pigeons in the sunset. But he knew that the little junior sister couldn't see his thoughts at all. Even he himself wasn't fully sorted out.

After more than a year and nearly two years of bitter days, he was even more silent and silent. In addition to research projects and daily classes, he is a person who must attend club activities. There is no sunshine in his life. Occasional nightmares. He thought he was probably like that. He didn't actively look for an exit.

I don't know when he began to crave relief from that repression, and it was that casual evening that he felt himself transformed, starting from his own casual laughter. He didn't know why it was a little junior sister. But he was very aware that the little junior sister occupied a special place in his heart. Is it because she's different? Boyish righteousness? Bunny-like transformation after drinking? Or is it a very recognizable moon princess-like knock? I couldn't help but smile to myself, and when I realized that I was looking for a cigarette in my pocket, I remembered that I had just smoked the last one downstairs under her.

The craving for cigarettes is getting worse. I was helping her at the door just now, and I looked skinny, and it turned out that it was all soft meat. He watched her clumsy and couldn't go up, and he was too embarrassed to ask for help, so he awkwardly fought with the door there. Fortunately, he had long legs, and he suddenly kicked on the railing, but he couldn't hold it up. He reached out to help her, feeling her freeze for a moment. A teenage girl, it is estimated that she has never been in love, and the touch of strangers, especially the opposite sex, makes her very uncomfortable. As soon as she went up, he quickly let go of his hand, but the feeling of the tips of his fingers always faintly dissipated.

The third child was very happy when he left, he knew it. He also understands the thoughts of the third child. It's not that he doesn't dare to take responsibility, but he doesn't dare to do anything easily. Saying that he was unfounded, he was bitten by a snake for ten years and was afraid of the well rope, he admitted.

In his junior year of high school, with the dizzying sun overhead, he stood under a tall residential building, looking up at the beautiful girl who was once gentle and demure, and sat on the windowsill of his house with his legs dangling outward. Her mother was crying, begging her, turning and tugging at his clothes, shaking him fiercely to make him find a way.

The girl upstairs was his girlfriend for a few months.

The sophomore year of high school begins. At the front and back tables, he is low-key and introverted, he is the teacher's right-hand man, with excellent grades, and assists the teacher in the school's Youth League Committee. She has a good face, a quiet personality, always walks lightly and skillfully, studies quietly, occasionally smiles, and has a beautiful arc on her lips. She asked him for homework, and he was willing to give her a lecture. Once the girl's bangs blocked her eyes, and he actually helped her brush them out. There was a spark in the girl's eye. The girl called him during the holidays to ask him out and he was very happy. They even agreed to take the Beijing exam together in the future. When they broke up at dusk, the introverted girl took the initiative to say to him, I like you. He said that he should have said this first.

When school started again, the two of them secretly started a puppy love under the teacher's nose. Maybe he's too dazzling. The teacher observed silently for more than a month and talked to him once. He was a good student in the teacher's mind, and the teacher was not exactly an antique. The teacher gave him an analysis of the third year of high school and a lot of time in college in the future, and what touched him the most was that the teacher told him that Liu Yang is obviously absent-minded in class now, and there is a problem with the monthly test results, are you sure you want to bring her such an impact? In the future, if it really affects the entrance examination, can you be responsible? Both of you are very good children, and if you can't control your emotions for a while, it will be difficult for the two of you to ......

Liu Yang, the girl he once thought was sweet when he thought of it, but now he didn't even want to remember her name easily.

Back in the classroom, he sat in his seat and was silent for a long time.

When he came home from self-study in the evening, he asked the dormitory manager for leave and said that he would go home to get the review materials, and he went out of school with her. He was always thinking about how to speak. As a result, the girl asked him first, you regret it.

This is not the beginning of a good conversation. All his explanations became excuses for the girl. He wasn't the kind of character with a lotus tongue, he only said useful words, he agreed very seriously after the college entrance examination, but the girl was crying in addition to crying.

The next day the girl came with swollen eyes and didn't say a word to him. Ice slag fell between two people. In the second monthly exam, the girl's results can be described as miserable. He's not an ice lump. He was serious about her. Taking advantage of recess, he called her to the commissary at the back of the school building.

Don't you dislike me? What do you care about me?

The girl's aggrieved pear blossom brings rain.

I like it.

They're back to the way they were. In the evening self-study class, he helped her fetch water. She wore his coat, and her face was full of happiness and pride. The girl he likes is confident and beautiful. When he had time, he helped her make up for the lessons she had missed, but she always stared at his face when he was serious about the topic. At the beginning of love, not everyone can perfectly distinguish between wisdom and emotion. He takes care of two people, he is anxious for her in his heart, but she is immersed in love all day long. Finally, when she was distracted again, he lashed out at her. The classmates around them all looked at them and immediately understood that they were serious.

Who is he? All of a sudden, the whole school spread the word. Zhang Heng fell in love with Liu Yang. He was under more pressure, but Liu Yang still went his own way, and even she was faintly satisfied with this state. She was happy. The teacher couldn't hold it anymore and simply had a showdown with them. Liu Yang has a posture of a higher price of love, and Zhang Heng knows that things are completely out of control. Soon the parents came. He was born in an enlightened family, and his parents only cooperated with the teacher to understand the situation, and then said that they would follow the teacher's decision. Liu Yang's mother came by herself, counting her daughter's beauty and excellence, saying that her daughter was too simple and asked the teacher to help more.

Can you move them out of the seat, preferably by changing shifts?

The teacher said that changing seats is actually covering up and stealing the bell, and as for changing classes, the school system is not arbitrary.

Looking at this high-spirited mother and daughter, the parents' meeting ended hastily in the end. At the request of the girl's mother, the two could no longer sit at the front and back tables. Zhang Heng knew the teacher's difficulties and took the initiative to ask himself to sit in the last row.

After class, in the probing eyes and whispers of the classmates around him, Liu Yang stubbornly walked up to him, and tears fell before he could speak, are you annoying me?

He looked at her tears and suddenly felt so tired.

It happened half a month later.

The teacher of the Youth League Committee asked him to give guidance to the debate meeting in the second year of high school. Also working together is the class flower of the liberal arts class, who is also the class president, and the two of them discuss together to come up with a debate topic suitable for the moment. The study time was very tight, and the two of them took advantage of the time between classes to find a laboratory, look through the reference materials of the previous classes and the teacher to him from other schools, and study and discuss. I couldn't help but see Liu Yang standing fixed at the door. The expression was not very clear in the light, and his face was full of grievances and sadness.

Zhang Heng was helpless, so he had to walk over and ask her, is there something wrong?

Liu Yang didn't speak, his two eyes were only staring at the head of the liberal arts class.

The squad leader looked up, only to realize that she had become the crux of the problem.

Zhang Heng is very embarrassed, you go back to the classroom first, it's not what you think.

Liu Yang glanced at him and walked out indifferently.

Because he was worried about the task given by the teacher, he also wanted to go back quickly to explain the misunderstanding, and he didn't think carefully about her emotions, which seemed to be a little wrong.

The two of them chose a topic and walked back, Ban Hua laughed at him, your girlfriend is very jealous?

He smiled helplessly, sorry.

When he returned to class, he saw that her seat was empty. I thought she hadn't come back from going to the toilet or somewhere else. But I didn't see her for the whole class. At that time, mobile phones were not widely available, and students did not have them. He queued up for a long time to call the magnetic card phone at the commissary, but no one answered her at home.

After school at noon, he had to ask his classmates who were usually with her, but they all said that he hadn't seen him. He still didn't come to class in the afternoon, and he was worried and regretted that he hadn't explained it to her at that time.

As the first class began, the homeroom teacher hurried in and interrupted the English teacher who was lecturing.

I'm sorry. Then his eyes looked straight at him, Zhang Heng, you come here.

After listening to the teacher's words in the corridor, he felt his head buzz.

Growing up so big, he has always been a person who has a lot of control over his life. Except this time.

So the previous scene appeared.

No matter how calm he is, he is still a teenager after all. The finger-pointing of the people around him and the hysteria of her mother were too much for him to bear. Turning around, I saw my mother humbly begging for forgiveness from the other parent, while wiping her tears. He only felt a mouthful of blood vomit in his chest, and he couldn't let go.

At last he was dragged by her mother, went upstairs into the house, and begged the girl not to do anything stupid in front of her back. The firefighters below pulled the air cushion and safety net, and several more firefighters fastened the safety ropes, ready to forcibly rescue her from all sides.

He just felt as if he was acting, and felt that everything was so unreal.

In the midst of her mother's bloody weeping, the girl turned her face and asked him with an inexplicable sad expression, but it seemed that she did not need him to answer

Since you said you like me, why don't you like it to the end?

From the time he found out that she was gone, Zhang Heng never thought of denying his feelings for the girl. But at this moment, he was reminded by the girl, and asked himself seriously, do you like it? Do you dare to like it?

The girl's mother saw that there was a turnaround, and pulled him even more crazily,

Speak quickly, speak quickly, save my daughter, please save her, why are you so ruthless......

While the girl turned her head and waited for his answer, the firefighter quickly hung from the window and hugged the girl's legs hanging outside, and the firefighter in the room quickly pounced and pulled the person in.

The sky was darkening. The crowd had long since dispersed, and the firefighters had removed all kinds of equipment and closed the team. Zhang Heng stood by the window where the girl was sitting just now, looking at his mother and father with low eyebrows and apologetic, helping to pass the east to the west.

Finally the girl's father finally said,

Fortunately, the child is fine, and it is late, so I tossed for a day, so let's go back

Out of the entrance of the building, he saw his mother quietly wipe her tears with a tissue, and his father patted his mother's back comfortingly, turned to him and said, You have to toss your mother when you go home to eat, let's eat some outside.

Mom came over, grabbed his arm as if she was shopping with her on weekdays, and said, Let's go.

He was standing by the windowsill and looking out the window, the night was falling, and he felt that everything was rapidly moving away from him. The whole person became numb, and the senses seemed to be closed. Like a puppet, he was called around and let people fiddle with it. He felt that a black hole appeared in his body, and everything that had ever been, honor, excellence, and light, was sucked into the black hole with a roar, leaving an empty self.

When his mother gently put her hand on his shoulder, and watched his father nod at him, he felt that blood began to flow out of his veins again, and his whole body was crispy and numb, like an ant biting his internal organs. He took two steps forward, and then squatted down unsupportably, and his mother wanted to say comfort, but was stopped by his father

Let him slow down.

How fortunate to have such parents.

Under their education, he once tried to be a proud son, and he has received countless flowers and applause over the years, but he was all lost overnight. Just because of one sentence, I like it.

It turns out that liking someone comes at such a price.

Seeing his son half-squatting on the ground with his face covered, his father took two steps to the side and silently lit a cigarette. Mom gently patted him on the back. He knew he couldn't indulge himself for too long, and his mom and dad were waiting for him. Secretly wiping away the tears that burst out of his eyes, he stood up very slowly but decisively. The family walked forward tacitly, and no one said much.

I went to the porridge shop in front of my house. Mom ordered his favorite preserved egg porridge as if it was fine, ordered a few more snacks, and ordered two kinds of meat and wine for Dad. Dad unscrewed the wine bottle, took two cups, filled one and put it in his hand, and handed the other cup to Zhang Heng when it was halfway through.

Let's have one today.

Keep your head up.

He didn't know how to face his parents who had suffered this humiliation for him, and he kept his head low. Hearing this, he paused and raised his head to look at his father who was sitting opposite.

Son, this lesson today is called responsibility. Like a person, it's easy. If you can bear everything you like, whether it's good or bad, you're a responsible man.

Mom sat next to him and shook his hand.

Child, you have grown up. There's still a long way to go, Mom believes in you. You're not very lucky this time, and the feelings are very good.

A talented woman with a beautiful woman turned into a terrifying farce, Liu Yang has not appeared at school since then, and her parents came forward to transfer him to the school. The uninformed classmates only said that the school was a killer, the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl were separated forever, and the head teacher carried the cauldron for no reason. Liu Yang's parents knew that it was their daughter who was hurt the most by such a thing, so they also stopped talking about it and did not have another incident.

In the second half of his third year of high school, Zhang Heng was quiet on the surface, but those who were slightly familiar with him could not help but feel his changes. The most obvious thing is that although he studied hard every day, his grades deteriorated. Fortunately, everyone is very busy, and the dark sea tactics force everyone to fight their way out. The dorm mates were with him almost every day, and they knew what he was going through.