Chapter 6: The Beginning of Memory

Putting the notebook away, the barefoot boy looked up at the window.

The fiery sunset outside the window had dimmed a lot, and now it was a little dim.

The sky was exceptionally blue at this time, like an endless sea.

A few scattered broken stars dotted the blue sky, like glowing fish in the clear blue sea......

The barefoot boy got up from his seat and slowly walked out of the classroom.

The classroom where the second class of high school is located is on the third floor. The barefoot boy leaned against the railing and looked downstairs.

The floor downstairs was already covered with a thick layer of shredded paper.

Not so long ago, these shredded pieces of paper could have been textbooks, workbooks, revision materials, exam papers......

But now, they're all torn apart and spread evenly on the concrete floor, like snow.

“wow!” There was a howl from upstairs.

The barefoot boy immediately retracted his head.

Soon, I saw countless pieces of paper falling from above......

"Liberated~"

"Ah~"

"Woo~"

Voices of excitement came and went.

It wasn't until seven o'clock that the sky completely darkened, and the screams of excitement gradually faded away.

At this time, the people were almost gone.

The barefoot boy turned and leaned against the railing to look at the classroom.

The lights in the classroom are on, but the people are gone.

The empty classrooms were left with only yellow desks reflecting the light.

The barefoot boy looked at the empty classroom, then slowly walked to the front door of the classroom.

Standing at the door of the classroom, looking at the empty classroom, the boy closed his eyes gently.

That day, it seems to be about this time......

Thinking about it, the barefoot boy opened his eyes again.

He walked slowly into the classroom, then walked past the podium and down the aisle between the desks.

He paused in the first row of seats, then reached out and removed the chair on his right, and sat quietly under the podium.

The barefoot boy looked around, then quietly tilted his head to the right and lay on the table.

He looked to the right with a calm face, and that gaze seemed to be looking at a person.

Unconsciously, the boy's eyes became a little wet, and his vision became a little hazy.

In a trance, like a dream, the barefoot boy seemed to return to that day......

After the first monthly exam in the second semester of the third year of high school, the second class of the third year of high school began to change seats as usual.

The way the old class booked a seat adjustment is very strange: that is, the free choice according to the ranking of grades, the better the grades, the greater the freedom, and the one with the worst grades has no choice.

Although the barefoot boy is a scumbag who doesn't listen to lectures much, doesn't study much, and doesn't brush questions much, the talent of the barefoot boy is still good, and there is no bottom, so there are still more than a dozen seat choices for the barefoot boy.

As for Miss 〇, that's not to mention. In terms of academic performance, she is better than the barefoot boys.

When it was the barefoot boy's turn to choose a seat, there weren't many seats left.

Walking past the podium and looking at the almost empty seats in the class, the barefoot boy noticed Miss 〇.

Because Miss 〇 was sitting next to the podium, the seat next to her was still empty, after all, everyone has always stayed away from the "dangerous" position next to the podium, and will never sit unless it is absolutely necessary.

Therefore, the barefoot boy stood next to Miss 〇 and thought about it for a while, and then decisively ruled it out.

Then the barefoot boy walked past Miss 〇's seat and walked to the back of the classroom.

Seeing the barefoot boy walking away, the bored Miss 〇 also breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, I escaped." ”

When he walked to the middle of the classroom and found that there was no seat he was satisfied with, the barefoot boy was stunned and was thinking about what to do.

At this time, the squad leader who presided over the seat change couldn't wait, and had already called the next classmate.

"Forget it, let's sit next to her, even if it is, it's worth it." The barefoot boy thought, then turned back and walked over to Miss 〇, and said his first words to her, "Is there anyone in this seat next to you?" ”

What a situation!

Miss 〇, who was in a daze, rubbed her eyes, although she wanted to say with a clear conscience, "I'm sorry, there are already people."

But Miss 〇 really didn't like to lie much, so she didn't look at the barefoot boy, and replied in a low voice, "No." ”

Then, the barefoot boy sat down in the vacant seat next to Miss 〇.

Sitting down, the barefoot boy looked around.

He also had a seat alongside the podium and next to it.

Because they are parallel to the podium, and there is one on the left and right, these two positions are jokingly called the "Dharma Protector" positions by the students.

The "Dharma Protector" seat in front of Miss 〇 is already seated, and the barefoot boy knows him, and that is Miss 〇's friend, and Miss 〇 usually calls him "Boss".

It's just that the barefoot boy at the moment doesn't know the title of "boss" yet.

At the same time, the barefoot boy also came into the sight of Miss 〇.

It was also at this time that Miss 〇 had the existence of a barefoot boy in her subconscious.

And before that, for Miss 〇, the barefoot boy was just a shadow that was so bland that it could be ignored.

Although the barefoot boy has entered Miss 〇's sight and made a deep impression on Miss 〇, it is a negative impression that has no good feelings.

In Miss 〇's eyes, the barefoot boy became a very obscure existence at this moment.

It's just that Miss 〇's thoughts are not clear to the barefoot boy at all.

But if the barefoot boy really understood Miss Girl's mind, then he wouldn't have sat in this position.