In early autumn, the feeling of autumn nights is the most comfortable, there are no insects chirping, no mosquitoes flying, and everything around is peaceful. The paths leading into the depths of the park, paved with cobblestones, are suitable for walking and talking, and the occasional sound of three or two voices from the depths of the park reminds me of where I am.

Because it's quiet, I like it, and because it's so quiet, I hate it. Even though it's not far from the school, I've never been here. If it's too quiet, it will make everything seem more deserted.

Zimu brought me here for a purpose. At this moment, the state she showed had changed very obviously from the previous second, and she sat quietly for a while.

"Do you think it's weird?" Zimu asked me.

"What?" What will you talk to me about today? I asked in my mind.

"Do you think it's strange that I'm coming for you?"

"It's not strange." I don't know how to answer her questions, so I'm always cautious, "You come and return the book." I would like to add my own opinion.

"Stupid." Suddenly, such a sentence came out of nowhere, and I felt very strange, "Who are you really like this?" The question that followed made me even more scared.

I looked her in the eye, and my head raced to figure out what she meant by asking this question, "Didn't you know me?" "I couldn't see what she was trying to say, so I finally gave up trying to see through her mind and asked rhetorical questions.

"Rural children, poor, with good grades in the college entrance examination but can't afford to go to a better university, like to read." She told everything she knew in one breath.

"That's right." It's not surprising at all, my general information, many teachers in the school know, and it is very likely that she learned through the teacher, after all, she has been in school for more than three years, and her popularity is definitely better than mine.

"It's just a façade!"

"What?" Speechless for a while.

"So, what are you really like?" She still persevered.

"Ordinary people, ordinary people who work hard for what they want." If it were someone else, I don't think I would answer such a question, but her.

Zimu was silent for a while, thinking about something with his eyes closed.

"That's right, this is it." As if discovering a new continent, Zimu's sudden excitement made me completely confused. "Life circumstances change a person, and your life circumstances make you such a person."

"Oh!" It seems that what she said makes sense, but what does this have to do with our communication today? I've been in the clouds all the time, and I can't see what's wrong with her today.

"Want to live your life later?" Zimu quieted down and continued her strange question.

"I didn't think about it specifically." They are all about 20 years old, and I think anyone will have thought about the future, but after all, those are too illusory and ethereal, even if they think about it, they can't figure it out.

"I think you're going to be great."

After Zimu's concluding remarks, our chat seemed to come to a standstill.

As the night deepened, the park became quieter and quieter, and the occasional conversation became less and less. The sound of cars on the road in the distance also slowly decreased, as if there were only two of us left in the world.

It's late at night, and the weather in early autumn is like this, the heat of the sun during the day and the cold of the autumn wind at night make it difficult to get dressed. It's a little cold, and we all subconsciously curl ourselves up.

"Let's go!" I proposed, "It's late." ”

"Good!"

I went back to a different path, and Zimu should be familiar with the park, so he led me to another secluded path. She told me that the road was relatively close, and it would take you about 10 minutes to get back to school through the park. So, in this silent park, two people walked one after the other.

In the dim light, Zimu's background made me a little surprised, did she lose a little weight again? I remember what it looked like more than a month ago, and it's still very clear. Today, she is wearing jeans and a slim short-sleeved T-shirt, and she is very energetic and youthful. But I feel that she has a mind today, and the vitality on her body is relatively average, and she occasionally looks at something in a daze. I'm sure she's lost some weight.

"Why didn't you see me?" Zimu, who was walking in front of me, suddenly spoke, disrupting my thoughts.

"I've been busy lately." I find such an answer embarrassing.

"Really?"

"Really." I can only try to emphasize that.

"I guess I can guess what you're thinking." Obviously, she didn't believe what I said.

Not answering at this time may be the best answer.

The two men, who had quieted down again, continued walking. There seems to be no end to this road, why haven't you been able to get out yet? I muttered to myself, I didn't see the gate in front of me.

"Climb over the front yard wall and you'll be on the road." Zimu suddenly stopped, pointed to the front and said.

I was following her, thinking crankily along the way, when I suddenly heard her speak, and suddenly looked up and almost bumped into her. "Oh!" I replied in a daze.

"Stupid!" Zimu turned around and saw my ugliness and laughed.

I saw her smile softly, obviously not really angry.

At the foot of the courtyard wall, the picture is very strange. I held Zimu's feet with both hands, and she stepped on my hands to climb over the courtyard wall in front of me. The courtyard wall is about 2 meters high, and it is obvious that it is difficult for a girl to jump at this height, so we discussed it for a while and decided to let her step on my hand to go up first, and then I will jump up again.

Like two thieves, we took action after looking around to make sure no one was passing by. Zimu stepped on my hand, and with the hand that was padded on his knees, with a little force, he lifted her above the courtyard wall, and she was really light.

As for coming down from the other side, I'll start first. Then she landed below. Everything was perfect and I don't think there would be any problems. I jumped off the courtyard wall and watched her slowly descend down the wall.

"Ahh Just as Zimu slid down, her toes about to step on my hand on my knee, she let out a scream.

"What's wrong?" Suddenly realizing that something unexpected had happened, I asked eagerly.

"Broken leg." Zimu held back his crying.

Anyway, I'll take Zimu and fall to the ground first. When I turned around to check, I found that a long cut had been made on the thigh of Zimu's jeans, and blood was flowing out of the wound at this time, and the pants were torn, but fortunately, the wound did not look very serious.

And the culprit is a wire at the foot of the wall that I don't know where it rises, not crooked or slanted just in the place where the courtyard wall under Zimu is, the sky is dark, and none of us pay attention.

Regardless of Zimu's surprised appearance, in order to cover the torn pants, I quickly took off the only short-sleeved T-shirt on my body, tied it to the place of Zimu's wound, and then put Zimu on my back and prepared to go to the hospital.

Zimu quickly sobered up from his surprised state, and clamored that he could walk and didn't need me to carry it. But under my repeated insistence, in the end, Zimu didn't say anything, and let me go to the hospital naked like this.

Whether the wire will rust or not, whether there will be a risk of infection, it must be painful, it must be a problem. I didn't have time to pay attention to the surprised eyes of the people around me, and my thoughts were completely out of control along the way.

"It's my responsibility, I'm responsible." Without much consideration, I blurted out. Faced with Zimu's request to come down and go by herself, I sealed her mouth with this sentence, which also became the last word I said along the way.

Zimu quietly let me carry her on my back, and didn't talk again all the way.