Shan Mu exited the chat box, paused, clicked on "My Computer", found a folder signed "Martian", opened it, and inside was a video file named "Shot Put".

Double-click to play.

In the video, a tall and thin teenager stands on the empty playground, wearing Adi's white T-shirt and black sweatpants, and a peaked cap on his head, the brim of which is pressed so low that he can't see his face clearly.

He holds a shot put ball in his hand and looks sideways to the camera, looking slender on his hands and feet.

"Look at it."

His voice is a bit lower than that of boys his age, and it sounds a bit like a deep-pitched harmonica.

Holding the shot put, he began to demonstrate to people outside the screen: "First of all, the ball is the position of holding the ball, the key to throwing the shot put is to push, so you can't use 'hold' when holding the ball - like this, it is wrong to completely wrap the shot put with your fingers......"

The video lasted for an hour, and Shan Mu watched it quietly, without fast-forwarding for a minute.

By the end of the day, the boy pulled on his hat and looked at the camera.

Raise your chin slightly, evoking a faint smile.

"Will it be, little non-mainstream."

At the end of playback, the window automatically zooms out.

Shan Mu stared at the screen and gradually dimmed, his mind a little empty.

At that time, it was close to the high school entrance examination, and the physical education test was to take the shot put, and Shan Mu had a lot of strength, but he couldn't throw it far, and he was hovering at the passing line. The physical education teachers were anxious for her, guarding her ears and faces, but she never got the point.

She told Martian about it, and then there was this video.

It's also strange that the teacher can't teach the skills that he can't learn, as soon as he demonstrates, it is completely imprinted in his mind.

In order not to disappoint him, during that time, she went to the playground to practice after class, and finally achieved a small result.

After the test results, she went to him excitedly and sent a lot of messages, telling him that she was excellent because of his good teaching......

But he was gone.

At first, Shan Mu thought he was preparing for the exam, but his parents confiscated his mobile phone, so he didn't pay much attention to it. But later, after the high school entrance examination ended and the summer vacation ended, he still did not go online.

He never went online again.

Shan Mu didn't know why he continued to send him messages, maybe he had already developed a habit.

As Augustine said, if habits are not suppressed, they become necessities of life.

She didn't wait for him, she just got used to it.

Shan Mu exhaled softly, hit the enter key, the screen lit up again, and there was a small spin in the center, prompting whether to "resume playback", she clicked to confirm.

On the screen, the young man who was still a little young began to demonstrate again, serious and patient.

Shan Mu stared at the slender figure, and began to think in his mind, she had been in Spring City for a while, why did she never think about going to him?

Another voice asked itself.

- How to find it? Name, appearance, and where to live, I don't know.

But wasn't it the same in the first place?

- He has been gone for three years, people change, and so do feelings.

Has it changed?

For a moment, Shan Mu was a little stunned.

She remembered herself three years ago, at the age of fourteen, shortly after the end of the high school entrance examination, she broke the piggy bank, stole the family's household registration book, and planned to take the train to Spring City alone.

Young, reckless, impulsive and ridiculous.

Shan Mu smiled.

In other words, she really won't have that kind of thought anymore, that kind of lonely courage that does not do more, and it may only be like once or twice in her life.

And she finally understood why he never leaked a little privacy to Martian when she was so good with Martian in the first place.

Netizen, ethereal.

Only the "little non-mainstream" who is Shan Mu will believe it unreservedly.

Shan Mu took a light breath, turned off the video, and reopened the dialog box with Martian.

[Martian, do you remember, I said before that even if you don't send me a photo, as long as you meet, I can recognize you at a glance. 】

I'm sorry, I may have broken my promise. 】

[I hope you are doing well. 】

[Thank you, goodbye.] 】