The last Christmas of junior high school came quietly, and I still prepared a greeting card for Yan Jinfeng.

Maybe it's for the sake of showing off to all my classmates, to cover up the other end of my scales; Maybe I really want to have a beginning and an end in my heart, just like Song Hongyi and I agreed to eat barbecued sausages on each other's birthdays, I have already agreed in my heart that I will hand Yan Jinfeng a greeting card every Christmas, but this time may be the last time.

At noon the day before Christmas, a little late for school, I stepped on my dark blue bike and headed straight to the stationery store near the school. I saw a familiar bicycle in front of the stationery store. Gray body, with an equally gray plastic basket hanging from the faucet.

I recognized it, it was Yan Jinfeng's car. Does she also buy things at the stationery store?

I looked around and didn't see Yan Jinfeng's shadow, so I stretched out my head and poked into her basket to see what was inside.

Once, when I saw her car in the carport, I was always curious. Her basket has a lot of space and is relatively private, and she can't see what's inside if it's not directly facing it. Sometimes you will see a few books inside, and sometimes you will see some snacks inside.

I remember on Valentine's Day, I tried to put two chocolates in her basket. However, when I came to their class's carport with chocolates in my spirits that day, I found that she was not riding.

So will there be anything good in her basket today? I pretended to park next to hers to make myself look natural, and even if I was accidentally seen by someone familiar, I could make a round.

However, the basket was empty.

I parked my car happily, parked right next to her car, and walked into the stationery store.

The stationery store was crowded, and across two or three shelves, I saw Yan Jinfeng picking things up with her girlfriend at a glance. They didn't notice me, and I didn't want to be noticed. I just need to find the right greeting card.

However, I soon became embarrassed, and the greeting card was placed where Yan Jinfeng and the others were.

I walked over with my head down and trembling, pretending not to see them.

"Hey, it's that weird boy chasing you." Her best friend whispered to Yan Jinfeng.

It was a small voice, but I pricked up my ears and could hear it clearly.

"Let's go over there and see something else first." Yan Jinfeng also whispered to her best friend, as if she didn't want me to know that they were next to her.

I didn't look up at them until they left. I was able to use this time to find a greeting card that I was happy with, and it was still the plain style that I had always used.

I picked up the greeting card and looked up at the entire stationery store, where Yan Jinfeng and the others were still picking up something in a corner in the distance. I don't care about them, I'd better get out before they leave the stationery store, I don't want her to find out I'm parked next to her.

In the evening, I wrote simple greetings in the greeting card as usual, and drew a cartoon cat signed with my initials as usual, but I had a different state of mind. I looked at the card in front of me repeatedly, let out a long sigh of relief, closed it, put it in an envelope, and put it in plastic packaging.

The next day, I calmly walked to the door of Class 7, asked the students who were resting in the corridor to call Yan Jinfeng out, and then handed her the greeting card with my own hands.

"Merry Christmas." I didn't say much, with a confident smile on my face.

Yan Jinfeng took the greeting card and was stunned for a few seconds.

There are also a lot of students in the classroom who poke their heads out, it shouldn't be the first time they have seen me, but they definitely won't know who I am, only that I always come to send greeting cards to Yan Jinfeng at Christmas. I was just an object of gossip in their eyes.

I didn't stay long, and not long after Yan Jinfeng got the greeting card, I turned around and left, walking simply and elegantly.

After reading class the next morning, Zhang Honglai knocked on the window of our class, and it turned out that he was looking for me.

Usually we meet at the back of the teaching building, but this is the first time he has taken the initiative to come to the class to find me, what is so urgent?

I walked outside the door, and Zhang Hong stuffed a greeting card directly to me.

"Who are we with, why did you suddenly send me a greeting card?" I laughed with him as I took the card from his hand in confusion. Looking down, Yan Jinfeng's name was written on it.

"Yes, Yan Jinfeng asked me to give it to you."

I instantly put away my smile. Should we be happy or sad?

Should you be happy? It's been three years, and Yan Jinfeng finally replied with a greeting card to me. In other words, I used three greeting cards in exchange for a feedback from Yan Jinfeng.

So is it time to grieve? When I was full of enthusiasm, all I encountered was Yan Jinfeng's cold water, and when I had seen through her ugly face, I was already disheartened and still like water, but she came to tug at my heartstrings again. What a scheming guy!

I was neither happy nor sad, just serious, as if one thing had really passed, as if a heart was really dead.

"Yan Jinfeng still knows that you are very close to me?"

"......" Zhang Hong stood there silently.

"She and Xiaomei are neighbors, she can also ask Xiaomei to hand me the greeting card, why are you the one who came?"

“……”

"Yan Jinfeng already knew that you were the eyeliner I planted next to her, right?"

“……”

"Or are you the eyeliner that Yan Jinfeng sent to approach me?"

“……”

"You and Yan Jinfeng have been friends for a long time, haven't you?"

“……”

"You're actually in the same league as those boys who are good friends with Yan Jinfeng, aren't you? You succumb to her pomegranate skirt too, don't you? ”

“……”

"At the end of the day, the eyeliner I put around someone else is also a tool that someone else uses to spy on me, right?"

"No, you're thinking too much."

"Forget it, thank you. You go back, I'm done venting. I took a deep breath and calmed down.

Zhang Hong stared at me with a solemn face for a while, didn't say anything more, turned around and went back.

When I returned to my seat with the greeting card, Song Hongyi walked over curiously and peeked at the name on the greeting card.

"Wow, Yan Jinfeng sent you a greeting card!" Song Hongyi exclaimed, "Quick! Hurry up and open it to see what's written inside! ”

This call caused my friends from the club to rush from all over the world, and everyone looked at the greeting card in my hand as if they were looking at a gem that had just been dug out of the mountains, eager to see what kind of light it would emit.

"Nothing to look at, I don't want to open it right now!" I resolutely stuffed the greeting card into my drawer, even though I was very curious in my heart, what kind of words did Yan Jinfeng contained in the greeting card that I had been looking forward to for three years. However, in any case, the content of the greeting card must reflect Yan Jinfeng's true attitude towards me, which must not be known to others.

Everyone had to disperse in a hurry, they would only know that Yan Jinfeng had indeed sent me a greeting card, and they must have thought that our relationship must be very good, which is exactly what I want everyone to think.

In this way, I resisted the curiosity of three classes. It felt like I was tied hand and foot, starving at a piece of braised pork hanging in front of me. Thankfully, now it's finally time when no one is paying attention to me during recess, otherwise I'm afraid I'd starve to death.

I reached into the drawer with both hands, felt the opening of the card, and carefully opened the card in the drawer. As I looked around, I moved the greeting card out of the drawer little by little, to an angle I could just see, and peeked at the large characters inscribed by Yan Jinfeng in the greeting card through the faint light in the gap.

“Me

y Ch

istmas！ ——YJF”

Very ordinary Christmas greetings, in the most fashionable expression of the moment - completely English. Through the wild letters, you can still see Yan Jinfeng's radiant vitality, like the scorching sun bursting with thousands of lights.

If this greeting card had come to me a year earlier, I would have jumped into the sky like a lit firecracker, but now I just stared at it blankly, like a statue, probably indifferent.

Before going to bed, I locked the bedroom door, took the card out of my bag, and gently stroked the cover that suited my taste and style. White undertones, gold trims, and flat decorations on the corners - well-proportioned crimson flowers bloom.

If it is Yan Jinfeng's favorite style, it will be a variety of bizarre shapes, a large area of anime cartoon characters and a dizzying and colorful combination. And this simple cover, Yan Jinfeng probably took care of my preferences, and really put some thought into it.

I looked at this greeting card repeatedly, and I still loved it from the bottom of my heart. I opened the card again, reliving the few letters, the wild handwriting of the blue ballpoint pen that I was familiar with, the smell I had when I had marked her physics papers.

Then, I opened the drawer where I stored my precious items, and inside were neatly placed my award certificates, medals, and all the fond memories of Yan Jinfeng. I pulled out the greeting card that Yan Jinfeng replied to me in fifth grade, the same blue ballpoint pen that wrote "Me."

y Ch

istmas！ and "Yan Jinfeng" signed after the dash.

Over the past five years, I have sent her a total of five greeting cards, one per year; I received a total of two greeting cards from her, the first and the last. If the first one marks the beginning, does the last one mean the end?

I closed my eyes and let the more than eight years of meeting Yan Jinfeng wander through my heart. For a girl like Yan Jinfeng, apart from her angelic face, what do I like about her? Is it worth all my sorrows and sorrows?

When I opened my eyes again, I realized that I hadn't seen a single tear. Maybe I don't care about her anymore, but I still cherish this greeting card very much, after all, it took so many years of hard work and anticipation to get it, although it came a little late, but it still came, and it somewhat made up for the accumulated scars in my heart. I calmly put the two cards neatly in the drawer.

When I put it in, I noticed that there was still a graduation photo from elementary school in the drawer, and Yan Jinfeng was directly below me, smiling so brightly, she still looked like an angel back then. I used to want to use scissors to crop out myself and her in the photo separately, but now when I look at the person in the photo, I don't seem to have that kind of thought.

I closed the drawer, lay down on the bed, silently stared at the ceiling, and didn't think about anything, what a relaxing feeling.