He had thought that the rest of the year would be extremely difficult, but it was actually completely different from what he had imagined, and it was so quiet that he felt surprised and frightened. Why, Xinran didn't look like she had lost her beloved, but became more knowledgeable and polite, and she became much more shrewd, and that strange and familiar feeling lasted throughout the second half of the third semester of junior high school.

Yuhua's affairs were properly arranged, and after his intercession, she also successfully enrolled in school, but she did not live up to her intelligence, and quickly adapted to life at school, and was named Jade Beauty by a group of young people. Of course, he can't interfere with Yuhua's normal life at school, but occasionally comes forward as an older brother to dispel the popularity of the crowd, beautiful things always attract bees and butterflies, and the flower-like age is when she blooms the most beautifully. Yuhua is also working hard, she often says that she must keep up with the pace of the times, forge ahead, and not lose his face, but he has always understood her mind in his heart, Yuhua just wants to stay by his side for a long time.

And Su Yuan still has a warm gaze, even if she has already made an appointment with him for three chapters, she still can't suppress her emotions, and often comes to Gu Fang's house as a guest. After coming and going, these three women of the same age have become close friends who talk about everything, perhaps because they are grouped, or maybe because they have a common good quality. All in all, it's more like fate, in their words, "a godsend, a good fate, but not leaking"

In order to improve the learning efficiency and grades of the students, Ms. Wu often takes everyone out to relax during her class, saying that it is to clear the mind and not to be too nervous. And she also just said at the beginning of the school year, she brought out the things at the bottom of her box for everyone, she spent several days and nights to make rolls for different learning classes, let everyone practice diligently, and intensified to talk about more subtle places, which made the students' perception of her refreshed again, as if she had always been fierce and vicious suddenly became an old hen who only guarded the calf, and kept an eye on the movements of her children all the time. She also sent a lot of pieces of paper to her students to write their hearts, to vent or commemorate the last days, under this action, those students who had no enthusiasm for learning suddenly realized that the comfortable life was about to leave, began to roll, and immediately had a self-motivated heart, with the work of all teachers.

The blackboard at the back of the classroom left a large blank space, which was used to keep track of the remaining time, that is, the countdown to the high school entrance examination, that is, the day of separation. There are still forty-eight days left, which is the number of people in the class, and they will personally write their own student numbers on the blackboard, which is also the exclusive memory that Mr. Wu specially left for everyone.

Time flies quickly, dull and boring, the summer cicadas make the sun more vicious, and the occasional storm can wash the heat in their hearts, but they always remind themselves of the preciousness of time, and endure to write down their own feelings in their broken notebooks.

He himself is not too busy, just because he is very well prepared, confident to face the upcoming test, but he still has a task that cannot be relaxed, and he still has to find time to explain some problems to his friends, and he is naturally obligated to help them, and even change the possibility of the future. So, in this kind of time that is both a little depressing and a little relaxed, I always see many people who were not close to each other suddenly connect in groups of three or five. Of course, the smile of the aunt who cooked in the cafeteria became brighter and brighter, just because their wages during this period of time were going to rise a little more, and the yellow, white and red meal tickets were piled up in the aluminum and iron boxes, which was the result they obtained.

Time passed minute by minute, and finally came the week before the high school entrance examination, it was raining these days, the air was very fresh, and the mood of the students was also very relaxed, because all the time in the morning, the entire junior high school and third grade would take a group photo on the steps of the teaching building. They have the freedom of presumptuous at this time, because the school specially prepared two rounds of photography for them, one for the seriousness of formal attire, and the other for the departure of their preferences to play their individuality, and then they will take another half day off to set aside their own time.

The men and women, who were originally shy, suddenly began to hold their little hands, walked under the vine-shaded corridor on the campus or went to the small plantation on the top of the building, and began to express their emotions strongly.

Physical education class has resumed, and even the music teacher, who has never been idle, rarely appears in everyone's field of vision, and they all seem to recall the scene when they first stepped into this middle school, and they all touch the softness in their hearts, and they begin to cry silently. They were not impressed by the lecturers that the school had paid a lot of money for, but were defeated by these teachers whom they usually hated and hated. Perhaps, the confusion in the bureau is gradually becoming clear at this moment, and they are beginning to appreciate the good intentions of the teachers.

He walked out of the noisy classroom and began to walk around the corner of the campus, knowing that it would be difficult to meet it in the future, after all, in order to allow the new students to study with peace of mind, they would inevitably become guarded. The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, only when parting, the front waves will turn their heads, look at the latecomers, and abdicate to make the virtuous inevitable, just like the seniors who left that year.

The red-tiled building, no more than four stories high, has a quaint taste, and this old-fashioned building has existed long enough, almost a hundred years, and who can imagine that it is still doing its work today? Zhong Lingyuxiu's feeling came from the monument, that is the person who walked out from here, Huaqing University, North University of China, the famous school that has a national reputation has also accepted people with lofty ideals in this small world, he can feel the weight contained in the knife chisel and axe.

The small garden is still quiet, and it is still often taken care of, and he still remembers the embarrassment of sneaking in to pick flowers and being caught, but fortunately, the old man did not pursue it, and even left him a key, so that he could accompany the old man to chat. But he hadn't visited the old man for a long time, and he was about to forget, and now he passed by here, the door was still locked, and the new red paint was painted, he took out the keychain and tried it, but the lock hadn't been changed, and after thinking about it for a long time, he finally decided to wait for the dust to settle before going in.

The old auditorium had been abandoned for a long time, and there were many tattered objects piled up inside, and he stood on tiptoe and looked through the broken windows, and the dust covered almost everything inside, and even the statue of the president and the prime minister and marshal hanging high was dim. He was a little sad because his house had been set up in this way, but then it was accidentally stolen and all the portraits disappeared. Maybe it was an occasional gust of wind, or maybe it was the dust from his mouth, which choked his eyes and had to rest and rub it. Should it not be hurt, he thought, and regrouped and walked along the courtyard wall again.

The wall hung with white frost and red peaches, huge and beautiful, the crystal light flickered, it was very beautiful on this sunny day, and he also knew the owner here, so he shouted inward, "Little boy, open the door quickly, your brother Ning has come to beg for saliva to drink!" ”

"It's coming, it's coming!" I could only hear the sound of bolts behind the door, and out came a tall child, who had a flat head that was not deep or shallow, and a hat made of green hanging ball wool rope, but could not see his expression at this time, but only the enthusiasm of the response, and expected that there were no adults at home at this time.

"Brother Ning, why do you have time to come to me today, aren't you usually busy studying?" He brought a bench in the middle of the courtyard and motioned for him to sit down.

"In the past few days, I have had a lot of vacations, and I am about to take the high school entrance examination, and I am a little bored, so I will stop by to see you, why, I am not welcome to do it?" He replied to a phrase commonly used by visitors to the village.

"How can you, it's just that you don't come much, it's a little rare, how many books do you bring this time?" A pair of dark eyes were full of longing, but suddenly, he seemed to remember something, so he quickly took the tea tray, poured in some melon seeds and loose sugar, and soaked hot gray-green mint in the enamel cup.

"Naturally, I remembered it before I left the classroom, do you think this is the one you want?" He took out a book sewn with black and white cloth from his satchel to thank him for his hospitality, and the boy quickly took it and hid it.

"Little boy, what about your mother, isn't she at home?" he asked as usual.

"My mother, she went to sell peaches on the street, you see these trees, they have all been picked, and the ones over there have not moved. I'll pick you some later, this year's peaches are particularly good. The boy pointed.

Probably because of the abundant sunlight this summer and not too hot, this peach grove was in the most suitable state for growth, and the peaches he randomly selected were not too red and had an unusual sweetness.

He was carrying a blue cloth bag given by the child, which contained about eight catties of fresh peaches, which had been washed by the child with well water and could be eaten when they were picked up, which saved him trouble. He is rushing to the classroom of the sixth class of junior high school, and his next task is to take Yuhua home, Yuhua is his rightful sister now, and he is not afraid of those spicy gossip girls.

"Ding Dong ~ Ding Dong..."The bell rang after class, and he didn't have to wait any longer, Yuhua was surrounded by several young women, and when he saw him, he scattered with interest, and he vaguely heard some laughter, saying that it was cheap to be taken care of by his brother.

"Brother, let's go home!" Yuhua took his hand familiarly, and walked with him to the maple tree where the car was parked, and he naturally wanted to drive her home. Then a cool breeze blew beside him, and he pedaled and hurried home, but his destination was not the house where he lived, and he happily left school early, preparing everything needed for the party, just because it was her birthday. He remembered Xinran's birthday, Dongyang remembered, Su Yuan remembered, and Gu Fang also remembered, but there was no news from Dongyang, so he thought he was working in the dark and being brutally exploited.

The alley was still cold, and even the warm sunlight could not make it lively, except for the cleaners who went to work on time every day, and there were few passers-by, and it was this quiet environment that attracted them in the first place. Now this place suddenly became very lively, he looked upstairs, and there was an unknown person in the house watching from a distance on the balcony, which should be a friend who he had brought with him.

He opened the door and saw at a glance that there were four people sitting around playing mahjong, it was Xu Yanqiu, Lu Yun, Zhou Qing and Zhu Yan, and then looked inside and saw Tan Qiudian and Sun Yue playing chess on a small stool on the side, the TV in the room was on, and music was playing, they didn't notice the two people who sneaked in quietly, just concentrating on their own entertainment games.

The kitchen was very busy, Su Yuan was chopping the meat filling, happily choosing vegetables, and it was Sister Shui Ling who was stir-frying, and when he was asking if he needed help, Yuhua had already touched Xinran's side to help. After a pause, they all refused the kindness, saying that it was "a gentleman who cooks far away", but soon, Su Yuan appreciated his face, saying that his hands needed to be rotated, so he accepted his feelings and took over this time-consuming work.

The man upstairs came down, this was not what he had guessed, he was a friend of Sister Shui Ling, named Luo Tianqi, a teacher and writer who was not very famous. He was very polite and eloquent, and in the casual chat, he could always quote scriptures and tell many Qimen stories to make everyone laugh, he suspected that Luo Tianqi should have read too many Zhiyi books, but he was told that he had heard too many stories told by his elders when he was a child, and he copied them into a book.

At the birthday party, Xinran was very happy, but he knew, Su Yuan knew, and Yuhua also knew that she was always waiting for Dongyang to say happy birthday to her, this day was not only her birthday, if Dongyang was here, he should also be able to hear Xinran say happy birthday to him.

The words of blessing were staggered, and most of them were full of joy, but they couldn't see the sadness in Xinran's heart, and the unopened thoughts that she said when she was drunk were regarded as lies, so she excused herself from being uncomfortable and pulled Su Yuan to hide in the room. Yuhua naturally noticed that the situation was not right, and quickly ran to comfort her, and he had to accompany the crowd to continue the carnival, they were talking about the exams in a few days, comparing the advantages and disadvantages of the school, Luo Tianqi also integrated into them very well as a person who came over, and did some psychological counseling by the way. Sister Shui Ling was tired of listening, so she pulled him out to ask.

"Xiao Ning, I know you are excellent, but you are really indecisive emotionally, my sister has asked you a lot, you are vague, you must know that fate is not something you can come if you want to come, you have to hurry, things in this world always age fast." Sister Shui Ling began to care about him again.

"Sister Shui Ling, I understand all the reasoning you said, but I really, really have someone I like, and I called her today." He explained.

"Actually, my sister knows, you are a good boy, after you pass the high school entrance examination, go to the city to study, if there is anything missing, my sister will prepare it for you, don't worry." He wasn't surprised why he was so cared for, perhaps she had put that concern for her deceased loved ones on him.

Sister Shui Ling's eyes were a sea of stars, she seemed to remember some things from the past, patted him on the shoulder, and turned around and walked towards the house.

"Sister, is Luo Tianqi your boyfriend?" He asked suddenly.

"No, he's not!" Sister Shui Ling smiled, "I can't say, but I don't hate it yet!" ”

He knew that Luo Tianqi might be her suitor, or maybe he was forced on a blind date. Sister Shui Ling once told him that she is completely autonomous, at least no one can control her in marriage and love, she is an orphan without a father and mother.

Soon, the party also flourished, and the friends said goodbye and returned home, just because there were still parents at home to take care of them, and the only person who stayed overnight was Su Yuan, and she didn't have to go back to the old house today.

He couldn't tell what it was like, but he felt that the people he met had a painful past and a fate that now seemed tragic. Of course, in addition to this, he has also come into contact with some rich and noble people, and they are completely like children who have not grown up, because their elders have sheltered them from the wind and rain, and some have even paved many roads for them, he has no resentment or complained about God, and living in flesh and blood is a meaningful life.

He walked up to the sky, sorted out the TV antenna, and then returned to the house and began to write a diary, the leather book is easy to use, the effect of writing is several times greater than that of inferior paper, he sealed his current feelings in it, looking at the diary with a few pages left, he decided to increase the amount and complete it in the last days.

The years are quiet, and there is beauty on the side, isn't it enviable? The red sleeves add a fragrant taste, but it is not surprising. On such a warm and cold summer night, he stopped from time to time, looked at himself in the window pane, and smiled.

There are still seven days, and it is a pity that such days will disappear into my own life!