After the physical education high school entrance examination, the day of graduation is one step closer, and it is time for classmates to write classmates to each other.

Once again, I bought a delicate copy of my classmates, and the cover was a thick white cardboard, which felt very quaint to the touch. The cardboard depicts a fresh stick figure of a vast pastoral field near a fence on one side of which leans against a dark blue bicycle, like the one I ride.

On the other side of the fence is a bamboo basket filled with golden ears of wheat, which is woven from cloth bags and made of golden handmade paper, and if you smell it closely, you can smell the faint scent of grass. That's right! It's the taste of a bountiful harvest that heralds a graduation season with a full load.

Unlike in elementary school, I plan to have as many students as possible leave their messages and parting messages on the class directory, including everyone in my class and friends in other classes.

In my class, I handed out the stationery from my classmates to Song Hongyi, Xiaomei, Ah Gui, and other members of the club, who were my best friends, and they basically finished writing it not long after they got their hands on the same day.

I distributed the stationery from my classmates to those who didn't let them write when they were in elementary school, but who happened to be in the same class again in junior high school, as a way to make up for the fate of elementary school.

But these are not the things I care about the most, and of course there are other people who I want to leave a precious memory the most.

I carefully selected a very beautiful piece of pink letterhead, which was specially selected for Lin Ximeng, and I wanted to give it to her with my own hands. Wouldn't she be excited? I don't know, but at least now I'm excited and nervous. I don't know how she'll react.

I calmed down the excitement and shyness in my heart, pretended to be nothing, came to Lin Ximeng's desk, and said hello simply: "Hey, Lin Ximeng, can you help me write a classmate?" ”

"Huh?" Lin Ximeng was taken aback by me, and in the face of this sudden scene, he was obviously a little overwhelmed, and said in a trembling voice, "Oh...... That one...... Yes. ”

I respectfully handed the letter to Lin Ximeng with both hands.

Lin Ximeng carefully took the letter and said with a smile, "Huh...... I can take it home...... Well...... After I'm done...... Will I give it to you again tomorrow? ”

"Absolutely!" I gave her a big smile, looked at her big round eyes, and suddenly felt so watery, so cute, so charming.

She even had to take it home and write it, did she have to concentrate on writing? Want to treat my classmates with care? Because I'm an important person to her? She wants to make the best impression on me after careful consideration?

My heart touched a little, and I was looking forward to the next day's harvest.

Among my classmates in different classes, I also thought of a few people.

I sent you Fu an invitation, when I was in elementary school, I categorically would not send it to this "love rival", now they are a pair of "brothers in distress", and they should cherish each other.

I also thought of Zhang Hong, I collected so much information from him, even if he was a "spy" sent by Yan Jinfeng, after scolding him that day, I still felt a little guilty in my heart, after all, he was a good brother who was born and died in elementary school, and he should still be a memorial.

In the same way, they are not the ones I care about the most, but of course there are other people that I care about the most.

Do you want that person to write it? Would she be willing to write? If she wanted to, how would she write it? I also took out a beautiful pink piece of letter paper and held it in my hand and thought about it for a long time.

Each classmate is just a thin piece of stationery, insignificant, but such a thin piece of letterhead, but full of infinite affection. From the inviter's point of view, handing the letter to someone is telling them "I value you"; From the invitee's point of view, handing it back to the other person after writing it is telling him that "I value you too". It's like a ritual, a ritual to express nostalgia for each other, and what is written on the paper is not particularly important, as long as it reminds him or her of it after many years.

Thinking of this, I was relieved, but I still didn't solve the bottom of my heart: should I let that person write it?

Actually, I was just attracted by her angelic face, I had seen through her devilish heart, the hideous laughter after hurting one boy after another, that was what I hated, I hated people like her, I wouldn't think about her in the future!

Thinking back to what she did, I don't get angry.

I hate her like this, who swaggers around and deceives boys' feelings because she has a bit of a posture! If I meet her again in the future, my attitude towards her must be 'hate'! I'm going to hate her forever! Hate people like her! Perhaps, I can remember this hatred forever! Hahahaha!

Looking at the pink letter in my hand, I thought about it for a long time, and finally figured out one thing. A ritual used to remember a relationship, or a ritual used to bury a relationship. I need such a ceremony to draw an eternal end to Yan Jinfeng in my mind.

So I took the piece of letter and walked with firm steps to the door of Class 7. I looked at the people in the classroom and just saw Yan Jinfeng sitting in his seat.

I knocked solemnly on the classroom door to signal my arrival, and swaggered inside.

I could feel the eyes of all the students in Class 7 focused on me, as if to say:

"Oh my God! He's the boy from last time! ”

"Why did he just break in?"

"What does he want to do?"

Yan Jinfeng obviously also discovered me, this boy who was always entangled with her, suddenly appeared at the door of his class this time, and walked in unscrupulously, like a thick dark cloud straight in front of her. She frowned nervously, presumably sensing the ominousness I was about to bring.

I always understood that she didn't want to see me, that she had wanted to get rid of me for a long time, that it had always been my wishful thinking, that I had always deceived myself, and that the greeting card she had replied to last time was just a product of her coping with things because she was impatient with me. I don't know what the trouble will be when I appear this time.

She quickly lowered her head again, pretending to have a lot of things on her hands. I must have hoped that I hadn't come for her this time, and kept silently saying in my heart, "Don't come, don't come—" "Hurry up, leave quickly—"

If I just walked straight to her, wouldn't it be exactly what she had a hunch in her heart? Wouldn't I be very faceless in her eyes?

So I pretended not to be looking for her, walked to Zhang Hong first, and handed him the letter paper I had prepared for Zhang Hong.

The classmates who had been nervous for a while finally knew that I was here to find Luo Yu, and they were relieved, and they went their separate ways, and they didn't pay attention to me anymore. That's exactly what I'm doing.

After explaining to Luo Yu, I walked towards Yan Jinfeng without hesitation, and directly killed her to catch her off guard, which was the most effective blow to her.

I stood at her desk, staring at her with a torch-like gaze, but the letter in my hand was clenched so tightly that I was almost soaked with sweat. Even though everything was going according to my plan, and he had already figured out what to say, there was still a feeling of pressure that I didn't expect to squeeze against my chest, and the closer I got to her, the faster my heart beated.

Am I really going to take this step? Am I really going to do that badly? Am I really going to bury this relationship forever? She's so beautiful, am I really willing to do it?

Forget it, it's time to get out of the way!

With a "snap", I pressed the letter heavily on Yan Jinfeng's desk. The sound was like thunder and resounded in the sky, so frightened that Yan Jinfeng immediately raised his head. From her stiff and stone-like expression, I could still see through the trepidation in her heart. This expression was already expected by me, and I became more confident and determined.

In front of me, she used to be like a tiger, which made me honestly afraid; And now, I'm the tiger!

"When I was in elementary school, I forgot to ask you to write a classmate directory, and I hope you can help me make up for this opportunity to graduate from junior high school." I stared coldly into her eyes, the corners of my mouth slightly tilted, like a proud general.

Yan Jinfeng lowered his head again, looked at the letter paper on the table, thought about it, didn't look up at me again, and agreed directly: "Well, you can put it here." ”

"Okay, after you finish writing, you can ask Zhang Hong to help, just give me his share." With that, I removed my hand from the desk and walked towards the classroom door without looking back, with the evil smile I had just faced.

The whole class was horrified by this step, some of them staring at me, some of them whispering to each other.

And I, shaking my head, like a righteous and awe-inspiring knight, walked straight to the door of the classroom with empty eyes. A true warrior who never looks back at the explosion, and never looks back at the surprised eyes of others.

The moment I walked out of the classroom of Class 7, I breathed a sigh of relief, the sky was so blue, the air was so fresh, the temperature was so refreshing, and the body and mind were so happy.

How similar this situation is! That's how I walked out of the arena that year! That time I defeated that chess genius in a special way, and today I beat that guy in a special way that has been stirring my mind for eight years.

"Hahahaha! Look up to the sky and laugh and go out, how can my generation be a Penghao person! I seemed to instantly understand what kind of experience the person who said this was like.

It doesn't matter if Yan Jinfeng will write that classmate directory or not, or how she writes it, it doesn't matter. That piece of letter will eventually become a seal, sealing everything about Yan Jinfeng in it forever and ever.