After the start of the school year, they were placed in the first (19th) class of high school.

Rushing rain was amazed by fate, but the rosary understood that it was the handiwork of his parents. Torrential Rain is excellent, so they have no objection to them continuing to be friends.

During the break in military training, Torrential Rain sat on the green grass, closed his eyes, and felt the wind on campus, the sound of leaves, and the sunshine.

She imagined that he had been here six years earlier.

Torrential rain was on this campus, searching for Chen Yuyao's traces. Therefore, she has always "only read the books of sages", and to the surprise of the rosary, she joined the school's literary club and propaganda department.

The academics in high school are heavier than those in junior high school, and the hormones of adolescence are more restless because of repression.

Not long after entering the school, the rosary received a lot of love letters and gifts.

In dealing with these incoming thoughts, the way of handling the rosary has long been familiar. Love letters are left and gifts are returned. Although it is not accepted, it will not be trampled on.

In the eyes of the girls in the class, there are envy and jealousy. But the rosary is not arrogant, except for a few girls like Yan Ziru who have always been dissatisfied with her, and her popularity is acceptable.

The rosary has a bright appearance, thin skin, and only the eyebrows are slightly light. The eyes are perfectly shaped, with a slight halo around them, and they smile like crescent moons.

I've heard people talk about it, and this is probably the legendary "peach blossom eyes".

Ordinary school uniforms are worn on her body, and they are a little more beautiful than others.

Torrential rain is born with slightly curly hair, forehead hair outlines a full forehead, the curly arc is just right, a round and square goose egg face, and the black deer eyes are the most brilliant in the facial features, revealing a little stubbornness in the clear.

She looks good, and she has a permanent place on the school list, and the rosary is a well-deserved school flower, plus the two of them are close friends, walking together, very eye-catching.

Someone likes the sun, someone must like the moonlight.

From time to time, a few people will pop up to express their affection for the torrential rain. She has always responded dryly: I'm sorry, I don't want to be in a relationship yet.

There was a boy named Xiong Zhenhai, which made her very impressed.

He didn't wait for her to say the declaration of celibacy, but took the first step to say: "You study your habits well, I will also keep up with you, make progress and work together, and when I go to university, I will sublimate the revolutionary friendship again." ”

Rushing rain sounded a little familiar, but later remembered that it was Hu Bayi's routine against Ding Sitian in "Notes on Tomb Robbery".

Since this statement is not demanding, there is no way to refuse. Torrential Rain was a little stupid, so he had to say, "Study hard." That, classmate, goodbye. ”

Even if this anecdote reaches the teacher's ears, it is a pleasure.

On the last day of the National Day holiday, the rain had a nightmare for no reason.

In her dream, she returned to the old southern house with white walls and black tiles, filled with her familiar vicissitudes of life. I don't know how many years of reincarnation have passed, the earthen wall is mottled, she walked along the root of the wall, and saw a tanuki cat calling. Following its gaze, a cheerful thrush stood in the birdcage hanging under the eaves, and it spoke: "Ah Yu", "Ah Yu".

Torrential Rain responds to it in surprise, and a mouth finds itself transformed into the thrush. The one who feeds himself becomes a tall and skinny boy. She wanted to speak, but the answer was still "Ah Yu, Ah Yu". I won't say anything else at all.

The boy's face was blurry, as if it was hidden behind the mist. His eyes were deep, and when he had finished feeding, he turned and left. Rushing rain suddenly felt anxious in his heart for some reason, and he wanted to immediately chase after him to find out. Looking down again, I don't know when I got out of the birdcage and stood on the pyre.

Just as he was surprised, the tanuki cat jumped up and rushed towards him unexpectedly-

"Help"! Torrential rain woke up from his dream crying, covered in a cold sweat. She breathed sharply and nervously, not understanding what the dream meant.

It is said that dreams are forgotten when she turns over, and she thinks about tossing and turning a few times, but she has not been able to completely erase this nightmare from her mind.

But I couldn't sleep anymore, and Torrential Rain finally simply put his head on his arm, put on earplugs, and the melody of Lin Junjie's "Mermaid" in MP5 floated in:

"I draw a circle on the beach / Belong to our world of comfort / Don't have to connect with anyone else

I don't care if you're from the abyss / I don't care about the scales on your body / Love transcends everything

As long as you're by my side / All the gossip / Completely blind ......"

You, when will you be by my side? Torrential rain silently meditated.

It occurred to her that tomorrow was the birthday of the rosary. What to give her? By the way, she likes Jay Chou the most, so she might as well give her Jay Chou's latest album.

When she was in junior high school, the rosary frantically gave her Amway Jay Chou, but she fell in love with Lin Junjie. In Chinese class, two people secretly copied the lyrics. She copied Lin Junjie's "Jiangnan", and the rosary copied "Hair Like Snow". In order to pull the rain to watch "Initial D" together, Rosary also gave her an album by Lin Junjie. As a result, after the two of them watched it, they unanimously liked Edison Chen.

"Don't you think he's very flowery just by looking at his face?" The rosary asked.

"But, it's really handsome." Rushing Rain looked serious and calm.

Chen Yuyao's facial features are similar to them. The only thing that doesn't look like it is the eyes.

"You ......," the rosary looked her up and down. I'm quite a nymphomaniac. ”

"Not a nymphomaniac. Don't you feel so? Rushing Rain asked strangely.

"Don't you think he's like a man?" The rosary asked.

Rushing rain breathed a lot, "Who?" ”

"Your little uncle."

Rushing rain laughed. If there is any resemblance to Situ Que, it is probably the most similar look in the eyes.

In October, it coincided with the 100th anniversary of No. 1 Middle School. The whole school ushered in a carnival, and all ages, including the third year of high school, rehearsed wonderful programs.

Zhai Yi and Rosary collaborated across grades to rehearse a song and dance piece "Princess Wencheng", which became the most amazing performance in that centennial celebration.

The prelude was enough to catch people, and as soon as Zhai Yi opened his mouth, he shocked everyone.

Including the torrential rain - before this, she had never known that Zhai Yi's singing voice was so beautiful.

Clean and not muddy, full of stubborn rebelliousness, the voice seems to have some penetrating power.

"The bright moonlight / shines on the desert plateau / the river is next to the mountain / the thoughts turn into tears / the other side of the mountain / the sound of the ......"

Zhai Yi in the center of the auditorium stage, the typhoon is naturally beautiful, and in his singing, the audience seems to see the lifelike Princess Wencheng.

The song is very niche, many people are hearing it for the first time, and Torrential Rain is no exception. This song is different from the ordinary Chinese style, showing the grand scenes of history - the glorious Tang Dynasty, the surging and gorgeous wedding, and the boundless plateau of Haohan.

The sound of the rosary pipa sounded during the interlude, and the fingers flew up, exciting, and flowed out a string of outpourings, making people feel the reverberation of the woman in the song going to the Tibetan side. At the same time, Zhai Yi's chorus sounded: "That sun and moon treasure mirror / can't shine on Chang'an / Qinghai Lake is lit." ”

The audience was amazed.

The two worked together seamlessly, and they harvested a wave of worship in one fell swoop.

Many people rushed to lay flowers. Yang Wendong had prepared in advance, holding a large bouquet of blue irises in his arms, he turned back to the boy next to him and said, "Don't rob any of you from me." It caused a sigh.

The blue iris is the favorite flower of the rosary, and the rapid rain follows the prestige, and I feel that Yang Wendong has obviously done his homework in advance. As soon as the performance ended, he was the first to rush up from the side stage, ignoring his friends, and directly presented the flowers to the most dazzling heroine in the field.

The rosary took the flower and thanked him gracefully. Yu Guang saw that Zhai Yi had also received a bouquet of perfume lilies from his younger sister, and was smiling and nodding to the other party.

Standing under the stage, looking from a distance, the rosary is like a group of fluttering purple butterflies, and her youthful and beautiful face is intertwined with these two, and the beauty becomes a light. And Zhai Yi's white shirt is dazzlingly white, like a beautiful boy who came out of a comic, he held the bouquet of lilies high, and brought his female companion rosary to a generous curtain call.

Torrential rain didn't know at that time that the pair of eye-catching young boys and girls on the stage would be the most important people in her life.

After a long, long time, the high school career became almost a dream, and Torrential Rain occasionally recalled this image.

After the hustle and bustle, Torrential Rain offered his bouquet of flowers. She doesn't like flowers, and when she was very young, she understood the phrase "When it comes to blooming flowers, the slightest thorn will come out of the berry wall." "What I'm saying is that no matter how bright it is, there will eventually be a time to wither.

In the last two days of the National Day holiday, she handmade two bouquets of fabric sunflowers. Impartial, 9 sticks per person.

Zhai Yi and the rosary are born luminous bodies. She was genuinely proud of them.

Of course, she will also have some envy, but she is more content with the ordinary.

She has no talent, she is an ordinary girl, but she met by chance and became friends with them.

So and so and so and so and The scenery on the stage is not destined to belong to her. And she just needs to be a good audience.

Zhai Yi deliberately went back to the classroom after the performance, found a home for the bouquet of perfume lilies, and placed it in a glass vase on the windowsill of the classroom. And the bunch of cloth sunflowers in the torrential rain cannot be hydroponic, let alone soil-raised.

He gently tucked it away in his bag.

After Zhai Yi did all this, he returned to the auditorium, and on the way to find a seat in the class, he couldn't help but glance at the place where the Torrential Rain class was.

I didn't see my familiar face.

The rain was gone, and the rosary was gone.

A flash of doubt flashed through his mind.

After the rosary stepped down, she sat next to the torrential rain. Watching the show inattentively, staring at the phone and quietly replying to the message, although it was covered with a bouquet, in the dark auditorium, the flickering light of the mobile phone was difficult to hide.

As Torrential Rain applauded, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the rosary coming and going with a mermaid with the note "Mr. 731".

She coughed softly.

Only then did she realize that there were already many students around her.

She immediately put her phone face down and put it in her arms. After a few moments, she pressed into the ear of Rushing Rain, "I, that's coming...... I'm going to go to the toilet. ”

When Rushing Rain heard this, he also made the same gesture of "biting his ear" and asked, "Did you bring 'that'?" ”

"Hmm." The rosary replied vaguely.

The music in the auditorium was loud, drowning out her short syllables.

Rushing rain didn't hear clearly, and wanted to say something more, the rosary had already gotten up and borrowed it out of the seating area.

It was inconvenient for her to call out the rosary, so she had to go with her.

However, after a long time, the rosary did not return. Torrential rain was a little anxious, so he got up and went to look for it.

She went straight to the women's bathroom, but in the large trash can at the door of the toilet, she saw a large bouquet of irises.

It is out of place in its surroundings, miserable and glaring.

Like a princess in distress, and like a butterfly trembling in the autumn wind. It was once the sincere heart of a young man's hands, but now it is lying on the countless filthy wreckage, and what awaits it is to decay together.

The torrential rain stood there, and a little sadness arose in my heart. Then doubts abounded - this is not the style of the rosary!

She walked in and looked around, but the rosary was not in the women's bathroom.

Rushing Rain felt an ominous feeling welling up in her heart, and she stood back in the trash can, staring at the purple butterflies floating in the wind. Suddenly, with an inexplicable calling, perhaps the legendary "sixth sense", she searched all the way to the school gate.

I looked around, and sure enough, I saw a rosary under the plane tree not far from the school gate.

Holding a large bouquet of blue enchantresses, she was smiling and standing on tiptoe to kiss the cheek of the boy opposite.

The boy was tall and thin, wearing a light coffee-colored cashmere jacket with his back to the rain, and after calmly accepting a kiss from the girl, he raised his hand to touch the girl's face.

"Rosary!" Torrential rain couldn't help but shout.

The rosary looked over in fright, and the boy looked back at it in the next second.

The moment Torrential Rain saw his face clearly, he was shocked beyond measure.

"How, yes, yes, you?!"