A few days later, during the midday watch, I did see a boy walking next to Yan Jinfeng. The skinny figure is probably about the same as mine, and the skin is dark enough, and I can't even see his face clearly from a distance of about 50 meters. He should be the boy Zhang Hong said.

Yan Jinfeng was really familiar with him, and the two were side by side, smiling intimately. She didn't smile that much when she was with her tablemates and best friends. Until I jumped up the stairs, Yan Jinfeng didn't look at me.

It seems that Zhang Hong is right, Yan Jinfeng is likely to have a new love, that boy!

But, that boy! Why that boy? Thin and short, black and ugly, why does Yan Jinfeng like him? I'm more handsome than him, and my grades are better than him, why didn't Yan Jinfeng look at me? What the hell was going on in her head?

I went back to the classroom in a huff and sat down, with a straight face, thinking about it.

"Mao Xiaoer, what's wrong with you today." Song Hongyi asked me, "I usually smile when I see you come back at noon, why is your expression so serious today?" ”

I kept my head down at my stationery box and didn't say a word.

"Didn't you see her today?"

"Nope." I still popped out a word.

"What's going on?"

"Nothing."

Hearing our unusual movement here, Xiaomei also came over curiously: "What are you talking about?" Who are you seeing? Who is she? ”

"Uh......" Song Hongyi was stunned when he faced Xiaomei.

"Say it! Say it! ”

I glanced up at Xiaomei, her big watery eyes full of curiosity, but that didn't justify me telling her.

Song Hongyi looked at me helplessly.

I stared at him with a blank face.

Song Hongyi turned his head to Xiaomei and said, "Nobody, you don't know." ”

"Humph! There's something funny that doesn't even tell me. Cheapskate! ”

Song Hongyi's wonderful performance made me feel better, I patted him on the shoulder and said, "Okay, I'll invite you to eat crispy noodles after class later." ”

From that day on, I often saw Yan Jinfeng and the boy together, or when they returned to the classroom after the radio exercises, they talked and laughed all the way; Or in physical activity class, I stood on the football field exhausted and watched them walk lap and lap along the track. My instincts tell me that this guy is a huge threat to me.

Another day after school, I walked to the school gate by car, and unexpectedly found that Yan Jinfeng was also on a bicycle. The gray body is very delicate, faintly glowing blue in the refraction of the sun, and the same gray plastic basket holds her favorite Mickey Mouse school bag.

When did she buy a bike? I was surprised that she no longer rides her dad's motorcycle to and from school? Switching to riding your own bike? It's funny. What would she look like on a bike? I can't help but think about it.

I was about to strike up a conversation, but I noticed that I hadn't noticed her just now, and the boy was there.

You can't startle the snake, I thought to myself. So I followed them, watching secretly from a distance where I could not easily reveal myself.

The boy was also on a bicycle with a school bag behind him. He chatted happily with Yan Jinfeng as always.

I craned my neck, trying to see the nameplate on the back of his car. In order to facilitate management, the school equipped each student's bicycle with an iron nameplate on the back of their bicycle, which indicated the student's class and student number.

At the end of the school day, the crowd at the school gate is very crowded, and all kinds of bicycles are staggered. I was separated by a row of classmates behind them, and with great effort, I finally saw the nameplate on the boy's car through the gap. The number written on it seems to be 28.

Number 28! Isn't that my student number? Is it such a coincidence? Is there such a coincidence in this world? Could it be another manifestation of fate?

I figured it out in an instant, the reason why Yan Jinfeng is so close to this boy must be because he is the 28th! It turns out that Yan Jinfeng has always liked me!

It's because I ignored Yan Jinfeng too much, and didn't take the initiative to contact her, so she found a replacement in her class, a guy who was about the same size as me, a guy with the same student number as me, and a guy who could remind her of me. And she's chatting so happily with this guy now, in fact, it's just talking to me!

After leaving the school gate, I happened to be on the same road, so I continued to follow them. At the first traffic light, Yan Jinfeng turned right, and I knew that it was the direction to my grandmother's house, and her house was still there.

The boy crossed the street in a straight line, the same route I was taking. It's a good fit for me. It's strange that I'm quite happy to be following them all the way.

Later, I excitedly told Zhang Hong about my discovery.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Hong said in surprise: "No, that guy's student number is No. 47." ”

The corners of my grinning mouth froze instantly: "Uh, are we talking about the same person?" ”

"I'm talking about the skinny little boy in the front row of Yan Jinfeng last time."

"The one with a little dark skin and a lewd look on his face, like a ruffian?"

"Haha, yes, it's really obscene."

I gasped, "What does the number 28 guy look like?" ”

"No. 28, it seems to be a girl."

"Huh? Could it be that the boy was riding someone else's bike, or was it just me who was dazzled? ”

"Possibly."

"What is Yan Jinfeng's number?"

"Number 7."

"That's right, Yan Jinfeng's car is right, it says No. 7." I thought, "Then why did I read that boy's license plate number wrong?" ”

"I don't know, but I promise he's number 47."

"Okay, I see, thank you."

Once again, I was lost. It turned out that everything was just my fantasy, I wishfully thought that the boy was my stand-in, I wishfully thought that Yan Jinfeng still liked me urgently, and I wishfully thought that she was just shy and dodged in front of me again and again.

So, that boy is really my rival! Following You Fu, Yan Jinfeng has a new love! And I, am I embarrassed to call myself the person Yan Jinfeng likes? It's ridiculous!

In the evening, I took out the Christmas card that Yan Jinfeng had replied to me from my desk as early as the fourth grade. I've always treasured it at home, in that white desk that belongs to me, neatly stored in a clear plastic file bag. Flipping through the greeting card, Yan Jinfeng's handwriting was as beautiful as that pure and moving face, and the beautiful memories of the past came to his face.

And that graduation photo, lying quietly in the file bag. There was her innocent smile on it, and it was me who was next to it, and I was so happy that I was hugging the whole world.

Zhang Hong, who was next to me, smiled strangely, hehe, he was right. If I still like Yan Jinfeng, I'll be bold enough to chase it!

But I was originally in a class, and when I saw her and You Fuqingqing, I couldn't do anything. And what about me who is not in the same class now? What else can I do?

Just watching quietly at noon every day? Just trying to meet on the road when you go to and from school? Just sending a greeting card every Christmas that may not seem to her to have any weight?

How could I be so useless!