I don't want to tamper with it

No memories of the waves

and

There is nothing new in life

The ups and downs of life

I don't belong to the ordinary me

Even the memories of you

It's also been brewing

ferment

And then tears

And not heavy rain

Even the betrayal of you

Also through hatred

mitigate

And then forget

And not madness

now

I only do it occasionally

In the middle of the night in pain

Make 10,000 assumptions

Calculate you

The only possibility of not leaving

——Zhang Mian, "The Only Possibility Not to Leave"

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Back at Gaojiacun Middle School, it only took Zhang Mian half an hour to put Cao Xiaoshan's sad love in a two-page diary, along with two sighs in return.

The train of time moves forward silently, and the semester is coming to an end in a blink of an eye.

When the final exam is approaching, those who usually don't study much pretend to start flipping through the books, whether this will bring you good luck when you take the exam.

Hu Dong still did not forget his original intention as always, and fell asleep peacefully during class, Zhang Mian found that when Yue Lei saw Hu Dong sleeping, the corners of his mouth would unconsciously leave a trace of relief and satisfaction.

Gao Xiaoya listened to the class more seriously, and when she encountered no problems, she would ask others for advice, and the most surprising thing for Zhang Mian was that she actually took a notebook to discuss a political topic with Hu Dong during the recess.

Hu Dong was slightly stunned after confirming that he was asking him not Zhang Xuan, if it wasn't for Gao Xiaoya, he would be 100% sure that he must have come to provoke, and finally he still stuck his head to the book instead of the fish skin peanuts on the table.

Hu Dong's neck is very long, and his slow movement is like a giraffe going to eat leaves.

Before Zhang Mianmo woke up from his trance, what surprised Zhang Mian even more was that they actually discussed a class break with laughter.

Afterwards, I asked Zhang Mian to ask Gao Xiaoya the reason, Gao Xiaoya told Zhang Mian that Hu Dong's grades were not so bad before, and he also served as a representative of the political class in the first and second years of junior high school.

In countless clips about Gao Xiaoya, Zhang Mian can always feel her purity and kindness from the heart.

Now I contacted Gao Xiaoya who lives in Nanjing through WeChat, she has a happy family, she has posted a set of photos in the circle of friends, it is a potted plant with several sweet potatoes as root grafting, with large green leaves on it, neatly placed on the windowsill, next to the sky blue heavy curtains, and the sun at three o'clock in the afternoon shines on the withered vines outside the window.

Zhang Mian shared the manuscript she wrote with Gao Xiaoya, and as one of the protagonists, she became a loyal reader of the book without hesitation, and when she saw the text that she did not fall in love with in junior high school, she replied to a secret that pressed in her heart.

Zhang Mian still thought that he was the protagonist of that period, but the reality was really a slap in the face, which made Zhang Mian's old face blush the moment he received the message, could it be that he was connected to a fake, not the tall girl who sat in the sun and kept neat and tidy in the sea.

Since she told Zhang Xuan, what is left now must be the warmth of memories. In addition to changing a few punctuation, this text is still typed out as it is, and the real thing may be the most powerful to penetrate people's hearts.

"In everyone's heart, the girl has a beautiful him when she is young. I did like a boy in a few years of junior high school, he was in class 4, he was always a classmate in elementary school, and he had a very good relationship in elementary school, and he often sat in one. His dad was the principal of our primary school and taught Chinese to our class. At that time, our grades were comparable in the class, and we were all admitted to Fengcheng No. 1 Middle School and junior high school together, my composition was more prominent, his reading comprehension was better, plus the other two classmates, a few of us often played Pu Ke together on the grave slope of Lao Laizu after school, or a few of us helped the teachers correct their homework together, and we were very happy every day. Because of the junior high school of Fengcheng No. 1 Middle School, they all went to Gaojiacun Middle School together, as a result, I was assigned to a class, he was assigned to a fourth class, on the day of the report, he and I both checked the name class, he saw me, the first sentence was: How many classes are you in? I first saw that he was in Class 4, and then I replied, "Class 4." He replied, "Really, I'm in Class 4 too!" He was also very happy at the time. Later, the fourth class and the first class have not been close, and they have never spoken, but every time I see him, I have an indescribable feeling, which is an inexplicable feeling of joy when I see him. He used to be about the same height as me, but later, as he grew taller and taller, the more handsome he became, and I suddenly felt like an ugly duckling, and I couldn't muster up the courage to go to him anymore. ”

This is the most real Gao Xiaoya, she keeps a little secret, the boy still doesn't know, he was liked by this girl who is as smart as a lotus, Zhang Mian can imagine Gao Xiaoya sitting against the window, next to a potted plant with large green leaves, she quietly typed these words, smiled from time to time, immersed in the good time of Gaojiacun Middle School.

There are no joys and sorrows, and there are no misses.

How nice.