I want to use my mouse to delete a yard, a pear tree, a journey, and memories related to flashes. I want to cover up a figure, a dinner, a piece of music, and a mark of the past. Buckingham Palace is not a palace, and like the Hotel California, different people come in and out. - Zhang Mian, "Forgetting".

After Zhang Mian sent the letter, he went from full of hope to uneasy, always wandering in class, thinking about Yanzi's reaction after receiving the letter, and hypothetical scenes flashed in his mind one by one, as if they were arguing that they were the ultimate truth:

What kind of expression did she have when she received the letter, happy, surprised, or flat?

Will she read the letter to the end, or read only a little, or even just tucked into an inconsequential book?

Even if she reads the letter, will she remember that there is a person named Zhang Xuan, after all, except in the game machine room, Zhang Mian's sense of existence is very low.

She has Zhang Mian in her memory, what kind of person he is in her heart, and whether she will reply.

……

"You've got teeth on your butt, and the bench is creaking with you." Hu Dong rubbed his sleepy eyes and said unhappily between classes.

"Sleep well or be in a daze, our well water does not interfere with river water."

"I've put up with you for two classes, what's wrong with you?"

"That's right, Zhang Mian, you've been distracted in both classes, do you have something on your mind?" Gao Xiaoya, who was sitting in the back, asked with concern.

"If you have something on your mind, you must tell us, otherwise something big will happen." Liu Yifeng stared slightly, with a serious face.

"What can I have on my mind, don't scare people, then your eyes are glaring, as if you want to eat people." Zhang Mian was seen through and hurriedly covered up.

"You envy my big eyes, quickly stick your head over, I'll tell you in detail, you didn't know about this matter late, but it's evil." Liu Yifeng said mysteriously, and looked around after speaking.

Zhang Mian was originally upset, but when he saw Liu Yifeng waving and squeezing his eyebrows, he was also interested.

"There is a guy named Gao Libiao in our class, who is the second to last in the northernmost row by the window, the young man from the thin bar Laki, don't look back at him now, his grades in the first semester of the first and second semesters of junior high school can be ranked in the top three in our class, but since I met Juanzi in the second class next door, guess what?"

"What's wrong?"

"Turned into a parrot." Hu Dong said with a smile.

"You go to sleep, don't interject."

"You go on, what has become?" Zhang Mian was interested.

"Fainting, what's become a mess, what's the mess, where did you just talk about?"

"I've met Juanzi."

"Yes, after Gao Libiao met Juanzi, he was fascinated by Juanzi, and when you see Juanzi, you will know, she is really average, even uglier than Gao Xiaoya."

"I'm angry, you won't speak." Gao Xiaoya pretended to be angry and pouted, and the sun shone on her neat flowing sea, like crossing a layer of golden light.

"After being hooked, Gao Libiao is like a person, usually enthusiastic and studious, but suddenly he is silent, sitting in the classroom in a daze, just like your first two classes, sometimes happy and sometimes sad in the process of being in a daze, and his face is not twitching, just like there is a wandering earthworm under his face, it is terrifying to think about." Saying that, Liu Yifeng also cooperated with himself and shivered.

"Isn't that so?" Zhang Mu kept shaking his face.

"Haha, no, you're a precursor to epilepsy, and you're almost foaming at the mouth." Gao Xiaoya said with a smile.

"Don't interrupt. Gao Libiao's situation lasted for a week, all the teachers found that it was abnormal, and they talked to Gao Libiao, he began to argue that it was because he was in a bad mood, and finally asked again and said nothing, and then the school specially sent a teacher to his home to understand the situation, his family said that there was nothing abnormal, eating normally, sleeping normally, even going to the toilet was normal, and he went on time at seven o'clock every morning, the same as setting an alarm clock. ”

"Did you go to the hospital for a check-up?"

"Go. Even Fengcheng County Hospital looked at it, but couldn't find anything, saying that it might be in the rebellious period, and after a few months like this, Gao Libiao's grades plummeted, and he basically didn't communicate with our classmates, he was in a daze in class, and looked out the window after class, and when Juanzi passed by, his eyes would change from dark to clear. ”

"This is a disease, this is not obvious unrequited love."

"We all thought so at first, and the teacher also talked to Juanzi and asked her if Gao Libiao had handed her a note or said anything, and Juanzi said that he didn't know him before, and he didn't say a word to her, let alone receive a note."

"Then how do you prove that Gao Libiao is fascinated by Juanzi, maybe you are fascinated?"

"Zhang Mian, you not only love learning, but also have a unique vision, you are a promising person. This question is easy to answer, look at the eyes, he only has normal eyes when he sees Juanzi. ”

"And then?"

"Later, Gao Libiao's family also asked someone to do the Fa, found a yellow-robed Taoist priest, killed the rooster, poured Fu Shui, and didn't see any improvement, he used to study so well, the teacher wanted to persuade him to quit, but he couldn't bear it, so he arranged him to sit in the back, anyway, he didn't affect others to study." Liu Yifeng shook his head after speaking, lowered his head and peeled melon seeds.

"It's over?"

"It's not over, wait until I invite you to eat melon seeds." Liu Yifeng's painting style changed too quickly.

Zhang Mian still didn't hold back his curiosity, and turned his head to look at the classmate named Gao Libiao, the thin boy he hadn't paid attention to in the past few months.

He was a skinny boy with dark skin. He sat quietly, his chin in his hands, his hair messy, his eyes numb and hollow.

What the hell was he thinking, was it really because of a girl named Juanzi?

There is infatuation in life, and this hatred has nothing to do with the wind and the moon

…………

Gaojiacun Middle School, Hujia Courtyard.

The breeze is gentle, the moon is falling plantains,

"Do you confess or do you confess yourself?" Hu Dong, who was lying on the bed with his right hand on his head, asked Zhang Mian, who was writing a diary.

"I don't understand what you're saying."

"I just like to see you lie seriously."

"What do you want to know?"

"What her name is, what she looks like, I've shared it with you."

"You took the initiative to say it, and I didn't ask it."

"You're stealing the concept."

"I'll tell you when I want to."

"When you hold back like Gao Libiao, don't blame me, I'm for your own good, you won't fall in love with Gao Xiaoya."

"You're spewing blood, blaspheming friendship."

"It's not uncommon to see the two of you in the classroom, when you borrow her eraser, her hand is directly in your palm, how is it, how does it feel?"

"Don't talk nonsense, go to bed early."

"Who the hell is it, you don't talk about it now, I won't listen to it when I look back."

"It's best if you don't listen, you still want your Wang Qian to go."

"Is she as beautiful as Wang Qian?"

"Wang Qian can only describe her with a good figure, and it has nothing to do with being beautiful."

"You are nakedly jealous of my eyes."

"Look in my eyes." Zhang Mian turned around and rolled his eyes.

"It's a pity that you don't play a zombie, I'm going to sleep, wake me up at any time when you want to speak, I'll listen."

"Don't wash your ears, you haven't washed your feet in three days."

…………

Zhang Mian received Yanzi's reply five days later.

The font of the swallow is the same as his impression, fresh and beautiful.

On the afternoon of receiving the letter, Zhang Mian felt that the blood in his body was boiling, and the kind of ecstasy from the heart made him feel that life was so beautiful.

She felt that the entire Gaojiacun Middle School was cordial, the sky above her head was blue, the air was filled with the aftertaste of osmanthus flowers, and everyone who passed by had a peaceful face. He wanted to shout loudly, so that all people, animals, and plants knew that the swallow had replied to him.

It doesn't matter if they don't know the swallow, and they don't feel at ease if they do. The point is the swallow's reply, it is the recognition of him, the swallow that he is haunted by, the swallow that hovers in her mind and cannot be touched, because a reply becomes real, no longer only memories.

In Zhang Mian's memory, that day he came out of the communication room with the brilliance of sunshine and the smell of youth all over his body, and returned to his residence with a small jump all the way, giving the most sincere smile to every teacher and student who passed by.

Years later, when Zhang sat in Hu Dong's messy studio, Hu Dong was still very thin, and he still used to put his hands in his pockets when standing.

Zhang Mian and Hu Dong talked about the green years of Gaojia Village and talked about Gao Xiaoya. Liu Yifeng talked about Gao Libiao and Juanzi, and finally talked about Wang Qian and Yanzi.

Hu Dong said that on the day Zhang Mian received Yanzi's letter, he was not clothed in the golden glow of the sun. That day in the autumn rain, Zhang Mian came out of the communication room, and roared at the sky, startling the people around him, and several witnesses were chatting afterwards, and they were very sure that they had seen a student in the rain when it was raining, and there was a wolf howl in the sky, and the cry was strong, fortunately it was not midnight of the full moon, otherwise he would have succeeded in transforming, and it would have been a bloody rain.

In either case, there is no doubt that Swallow will reply.

"Yanzi wrote back to me," Zhang Mian, who returned to his residence, said to Hu Dong excitedly.

"Who is Yanzi, my sweetheart, I still can't hold back, beg me, let me hear your story." Hu Dong said indifferently.

"Please, a big-headed doll, give you five dollars, and quickly disappear for me for an hour." Zhang Mian took out a week's pocket money and threw it at Hu Dong.

"Thank you, boss, for sending you another half hour." Hu Dong took the money and walked away.

Zhang Mian took a deep breath, suppressed his excitement, and slowly opened Yanzi's reply.