When he was in a small water town, in addition to his younger brother Yun Zai, Ah Heng also had many playmates who grew up catching fish and playing in the water with childhood sweethearts, but they didn't go to high school, and they all left their hometowns one after another to pursue their dreams in some prosperous cities in the north. Before leaving, without exception, they hugged her and said to her: "Ah Heng Ah Heng, you will be very reluctant to leave, we must write to each other every day." ”

From the initial exchange of letters to the complete loss of contact, it was only a few months. It's just that Ah Heng is embarrassed, and he spends a lot of time writing letters every day, but he can only worry about the bunch of returned letters that "there is no such person".

The school that Ah Heng wants to go to is Xilin, a famous school in City B where junior high school and high school are connected. Students who study there either have excellent grades, money, or power, and at least one of the three.

Siguan entrusted Ah Heng to Director Chen of the Academic Affairs Office, and left in a hurry. Listening to the tone of praise in Director Chen's words, Siguan must be a student with outstanding grades in all aspects.

Director Chen was very clear about the power of the Wen family, and knew the sensitivity of Ah Heng's identity, so he ranked her into the best class in the first year of high school-Class 3.

Ah Heng stood at the door of the third class, a little hesitant, his hand holding his schoolbag was sweaty, he heard the sound of lectures in the classroom, and embarrassedly wanted to walk in through the back door. When he turned around, he felt a gust of wind rushing in, and then, the sky spun around, and he slammed into the gently covered door, and fell into a mess.

"Damn! Grandma's, why is someone blocking the door! In an instant, the classroom was so quiet that only a loud and foul echo could be heard.

Ah Heng was dizzy, and was distracted by the roar of "leaning", and when he raised his head, he saw the other party's bloody mouth with eight big white teeth, and he couldn't help but be terrified. As if it was bleeding, Ah Heng looked at the blood stains oozing from his palms, and finally had a sense of reality.

And the originally solidified atmosphere began to ease, and the deafening laughter came, and the bold even began to coax: "Auntie, you are old, take care of your body!" ”

The man rubbed his black messy hair, turned around and scolded angrily: "Get out of your motherfuck! You're a great aunt! Your whole family is a great aunt! ”

"Sindayi!" The female teacher on the podium had a face as swollen as a tomato, and she trembled with anger.

"Ah, it's Mr. Guo, I'm sorry, I was wrong. Don't be angry, you're so beautiful, and your face with a pig's kidney, isn't it? Smile, ten years less! The young man had a hippie smile, half ridiculous and half sarcastic.

"You!! You get me back to my seat!! ”

"Yes!" The young man gave a crooked military salute, revealing his white dangling teeth, and then stretched out his hand abruptly in front of Ah Heng.

Ah Heng was stunned, and then began to break out in a cold sweat.

"What are you stunned about!" The boy grinned, grabbed Ah Heng's wrist, and pulled her up from the ground.

Then, when Ah Heng didn't have time to introduce himself, he inexplicably integrated into the new class.

The students in the class looked at Ah Heng quietly, the transfer students in the south are generally handsome, and they have a little relationship with their families, knowing this, it is enough. Everyone desperately squeezed into the third class, in order to be admitted to a prestigious university, and there are eighteen generations of ancestors who are idle to care about others, so it is better to do two more questions.

However, some bad fates are still buried after all.

Xin Dayi, in the next ten years, convulsions and grief and anger from time to time, rubbing his messy hair, his fingers trembling at Ah Heng and Yan Xi, eager to spit out a vat of blood: "I, Xin Dayi, have lived for half my life, and the friends I have made are like carp across the river and carp in the Yellow River, why did I just meet you two Fei Zhi?!" ”

Ah Heng smiled, his eyebrows and eyes gentle: "Really?" ”

Yan Xi sneered, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised: "Hu Shubao, it's really difficult for you?!" ”

Dayi was angry: "Yan Xi, you are not allowed to ask Lao Tzu to protect Shubao!! ”

Yan Xi's phoenix eyes widened, innocent: "Is that Yueyuebao good?" ”

Dayi burst into tears: "Is there a difference? ”

Ah Heng thought for a moment and replied seriously: "Yueyuebao is not as easy to use as Hushu Bao. ”

Dayi foamed at the mouth.

For Xin Dayi, Ah Heng and Yan Xi together are the masters who can definitely make him live 50 years shorter, but if they are not together, they can probably make him live a short life of 100 years. Therefore, every time everyone shouts bitterly, "The two little girls, if they care about them anymore, I will let the tofu be stupid when I go out", but Dayi swore to pull the red line, even if he was an underground party and let the enemy ravage him, he did not hesitate to be kicked and beaten by a group of friends, and scolded "masochist".

He snorted and cried: "You rabbit cubs don't think it's easy for us, if it weren't for the sake of living for fifty more years, Lao Tzu would rather take the moon treasure as a diaper every day than care about that pair of little shameless !! ”

cough cough, in general, Xin's Dayi, who has been circulating in the famous school Xilin for a long time, "bumped into Wen Heng and missed it for life", which is basically not a wild history.

After that day, Ah Heng was in the class, and when he saw people, he smiled gently, not annoying at all, and always sat quietly in his seat, looking like a half invisible person.

Coincidentally, Xin Dayi, who hit her, happened to be sitting diagonally behind, and people don't like to talk much, but being poor can definitely choke people half to death. It's just that the girls love to find him poor again, and they are so angry that their little faces are red and purple, but they don't get angry, they just turn around and turn the topic around "Yan Xi, Wen Siguan".

"When did Lao Tzu become their nanny?" The boy spoke sharply and sarcastically.

"Aren't you a little with Yanxi and Wen Siwan?" The girl's face turned red.

Ah Heng was surprised, and the ballpoint pen in his hand drew a messy line on the exercise book.

"Just that little bit of shit, I'm afraid that your idols will be disillusioned when I say it! Sisters, where do you go, we don't have paparazzi for many years. The young man didn't give face, and rolled his eyes while waving his hand to drive people away.

Ah Heng remembered the basin of water that had been splashed on Siwan's body, and laughed.

"Sister, what are you happy about?" The young man was inexplicable, looking at the back in front of him shaking slightly.

"It's fine." Ah Heng spoke quietly, his voice glutinous.

"Why does this girl's voice sound so awkward?" Sindayi muttered quietly.

Ah Heng snorted lightly, closed his mouth, and continued to calculate the problem.

"Yikes! How did Lao Tzu forget this stubble! As if he remembered something, the boy slapped his messy head, and his big eyes looked straight at the somewhat thin back in front of him, and then picked up a pencil and poked the girl lightly, "What's your last name?" ”

"Wen Heng, me." Ah Heng turned around and looked at the young man's eyes quietly, his accent was still strange, but it had something else.

"Sure enough, the surname is Wen." Somehow, Sindayi remembered the other girl, and her voice turned cold an octave, and slowly, the hand holding the pencil loosened.

Although Xin Dayi has been reckless since he was a child and does things recklessly, he never disdains to do those villain acts that exclude others. Even if he wants to make an exception for Si'er, he will definitely not be angry with a little girl who is honest, rustic, and can't even speak. is a man, he has to take care of his own face, otherwise in front of Yan Xi, he Uncle Xin can't hold his head up and be a man!!

He was irritable and held back the fire in his belly, so he smashed the book to a "bang".

Ah Heng vaguely felt that it was related to her in his heart, listening to the clear rude sound, his heart became strangely calm, and his eyebrows were still as gentle as a distant mountain, but with a faint tiredness.

That evening, after school, the secretary Xiao Li was waiting for Ah Heng and Siguan in the nearby parking lot as usual. Siwan is a grade higher than Ah Heng and leaves school a little later.

When Siguan came out, he looked unfazed, but suddenly, as if he had found something, he shouted in the direction of the stone pillar in disbelief, and waves instantly accumulated in his eyes: "Erer! ”

Ah Heng's heart tightened, and when he turned his head to look, he saw the silhouette of a thin long-haired girl stunned next to the stone pillar. She heard Siwan's shout, but left in a panic.

At this time, Ah Heng never thought about what a "Er'er" represented, but he had a strange feeling in his heart, as if the answer he was always looking for was right in front of him, but he suddenly lost all his desire to know.

"Er'er, don't you go, can't you?" The empty school gate is clearly wrapped in a voice with a hint of pain. Siwan's slender fingers slowly curled up, the ice-blue shirt was attached to the skin, the corners of the clothes were clenched and deformed, and the grievances were expressed in my heart like a child.

However, the girl who was intimately called "Erer" walked straight forward as if she had heard of it, step by step, slowly straightening her back, and becoming as noble and elegant as a white swan.

Wen Siwan lost her gentleness and politeness, but did not catch up. He walked into the distance, leaned against the stone pillar, and came back after a long time, his eyes were red, and he looked at Ah Heng, more polite and colder.

Ah Heng's heart seemed to be filled with a fog, vague, and he couldn't see the true appearance of the original world. Are they, Siwan and the "Erer" in his mouth, lost? Went the other way, walked so persistently, but lost direction.

And she, exists, even if she has not done anything, as long as the surname Wen, does it mean a kind of destruction?