"Eighteen years old!"

Zhiyuan straightened his clothes, stared in the mirror, and stared deeply.

"Am I still me?" Zhiyuan whispered.

"I'm still me!" His voice stood firm.

With his head held high, Zhiyuan took a step forward and walked out of the door.

Night, deep, hazy.

The wind, slowly, lightly.

At the beginning of the lanterns, Zhiyuan walked along the street and strolled.

His heart, with his brisk steps, gradually became calm.

It's been three years, and every time I think of that proud man, every time I think of that woman who is as gentle as jade, he still can't help but be sad.

The people who were close to him left him one by one.

For three years, he hadn't spoken a word to anyone, he was alone, he hadn't made any friends.

Zheng Yong often came to see him, and after playing for a few days, he returned to Longtan.

Brothers know each other, and they don't need to say much.

Looking back, the past is like a mountain, like a big rock, which overwhelms him.

Only by burying his head in his homework and having no distractions can he temporarily forget the pain that pierced his heart.

Not for anything else.

The wind blew softly and stroked over Zhiyuan's face, and the scar on his face was gloomy.

Zhiyuan took a deep breath.

His steps are getting faster and faster.

He shouldn't be like this, he shouldn't live like this.

He is escaping, born in the red dust, but wants to be isolated from the world, which deviates from his original intention.

The eldest brother and the little sister Fang are in the spirit of the sky, and they see it, and they don't want him to be like this.

"Be yourself!" Zhiyuan exhaled a long breath.

A smile finally appeared on his face.

Before he knew it, he came to the door of No. 1 Middle School.

"Three years of classmates can be regarded as a fate, after today, they will go their separate ways, what kind of man is he who hides and hides! Say goodbye to everyone! ”

Wu Zhiyuan walked into the campus, and on the basketball court, there were people playing.

As he passed by, the basketball happened to roll at his feet.

With a move in his heart, Zhiyuan picked up the basketball, dribbled twice, and then accelerated.

His figure rushed to the basket.

In everyone's eyes, his footsteps, crossing the free-throw line, within twelve yards, rose to his feet.

He flew up, like a roc spreading its wings, soaring in the sky.

His eyes were level with the basket.

His hand, holding the basketball, was like an eagle striking the sky, slamming into the basket.

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, it was the wail of the basket.

Zhiyuan hung the basket with one hand, like an emperor, dominating the world and flying domineeringly.

The whole world was quiet, and everyone looked at the tall figure.

It's too domineering!

This is the most wonderful dunk they have ever seen in reality!

Jumping from twelve yards, jumping so high, mighty and domineering big windmill slam dunk!

This kind of scenario can only be seen in the NBA.

And he, Wu Zhiyuan, is less than one meter seven!

It's appalling.

In fact, in the past three years, Wu Zhiyuan's name, who doesn't know? Who knows!

It's not that he has excellent grades and ranks first in exams every year, but that he has a weird temper, he never says a word, and he doesn't participate in any activities, which is why he got his name.

"This is basketball!" Zhiyuan jumped off the basket, tidied up his suit, and headed for the teaching building.

The scene was silent.

This freak actually spoke!

On the side of the court, in a corner, a middle-aged woman couldn't help wiping her tears when she looked at the tall figure.

She is Zhiyuan's homeroom teacher, I can't believe it!

But she was sure she was right, it was her student, he was so good, and more importantly, he spoke.

After a moment's pause, she stepped away and walked in the direction of the back.

Zhiyuan was in good spirits and came to the door of his class.

Here, it's a different story.

In the classroom, the lights are colorful, and it is not lively.

The tables and chairs were empty, except for the left and right sides of the window, and there were two rows of tables.

On the table, flowers and fruits are arranged, densely packed, and there is wine.

On either side of the blackboard, there are two stereos, and next to it, there is a piano.

Zhiyuan's eyes lit up, and his gaze fell on the piano.

Is this a graduation party? Interesting.

Looking at the crowd in the classroom, three by two, laughter, Zhiyuan's mood also became cheerful.

Is this still the usual stuffy gourd that buries himself in reading?

"Zhiyuan is here!" Just then, a chuckle came.

Zhiyuan turned around, this is not their homeroom teacher, Teacher Xu, who else?

What made him wonder was that she looked at him with strange eyes?

"Come in! That's it! The female teacher said, pulling Zhiyuan and walking into the classroom.

"Hello everyone, students!" Teacher Xu walked to the stage, "In a few days, you will take the college entrance examination, today, everyone have fun and relax!" But let's say okay first, wine, you can't drink too much, I'm making an exception! ”

Zhiyuan walked to a corner, poured a glass of wine, and savored it.

Someone passed by him and smiled.

They all know that Zhiyuan doesn't talk and likes to be alone, so he simply doesn't talk.

But Zhiyuan could see that his classmates were very friendly to him, and although he was nicknamed a freak, it was all a joke and no malice.

The music played, and the students invited each other to start dancing.

Xu Qinglian walked in front of Zhiyuan.

Today, she is dressed beautifully, in a black evening dress, charming and generous.

Zhiyuan could see that it was obvious that she had dressed up carefully.

"Why, don't you play with them!" Xu Qing poured a glass of wine and chuckled.

Zhiyuan shook his head and smiled without saying a word.

"The friendship of classmates, how rare! It's good to be young! Xu Qing took a sip and said, "I really miss it!" ”

Zhiyuan nodded and raised his glass.

"Still reluctant to speak?" Xu Qing said, "I was on the basketball court just now!" ”

"Teacher Xu is very beautiful tonight!" Zhiyuan finally spoke and praised.

"Giggles!" Xu Qingjiao laughed, drank the wine in the cup, "You are very good at talking and very likable, no wonder Xiaofang likes you so much!" ”

"What?" Zhiyuan was taken aback.

"If it's gone, let it pass!" Xu Qing said, "To be a man, you have to look forward and indulge in the past, it's not good, besides, you are still young, and there is still a long way to go!" ”

"The teacher knows my sister Xiaofang?" Zhiyuan asked.

No wonder, no wonder in the past three years, she has been particularly concerned about herself and taken care of her everywhere.

"We don't know each other!" Xu Qing said, "Xiaofang also went out of No. 1 Middle School, and she is also my student!" In No. 1 Middle School, she is still a famous talented girl! It's a pity, God is jealous! ”

Zhiyuan was silent.

"I know your business!" Xu Qing said, "Three years ago, one night, I saw a person sitting in front of Xiaofang's grave in Xiwang Mountain all night! I remember that night it was raining heavily, and he sat there until dawn, and then he left silently! ”

"Teacher, what are you?" Zhiyuan is unknown.

"My house is right next to the reservoir!" Xu Qing said with a smile, "It's not far from Xiaofang, that person was very lonely at the time, but I didn't know how to comfort him, I could only look at him from afar...... Two days later, when you came, I realized that it was you! ”

"Thank you, teacher!" Zhiyuan said.

"I heard, you play the piano very well?" Xu Qing said suddenly.

"So-so!" Zhiyuandao.

"You're going to separate, play a song for everyone?" Xu Qing said.

"Good!" Zhiyuan put down his wine glass and walked to the stage.

All of a sudden, the music stopped, everyone was stunned, and then, their eyes fell on the stage, next to the piano.

"Boom!" In everyone's eyes, Zhiyuan's hand pressed on a piano key.

"I'm rusty!" Zhiyuan smiled bitterly.

Taking a deep breath, he moved his fingers.

The sound of "dong ......" came again, continuous, melodious and tactful.

"Looking back, the clouds cut off the way home......"

With the sound of the piano, Zhiyuan began to sing softly, his voice hoarse and low.

"Looking back, there are thorns, there will be no more tonight, the old dreams that are difficult to give up, the dreams that I once had with you, who will I tell you in the future......

Looking back, the back is gone.

Looking back again, my eyes were hazy with tears......

Leave your blessings, warm me in the cold night, no matter how much pain and confusion I have to face tomorrow......

I once asked again and again in the darkness and darkness, only to know that plain and calm is the truth, and then look back suddenly like a dream, and then look back at my heart is still the same, only the endless long road with me ......"

Zhiyuan was chanting softly, all eyes fell on him, and he couldn't leave it anymore.

Many people, already with tears on their faces, sobbed softly.

At this time, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes came to Xu Qing's side.

"He sings so well, and he plays the piano so well, compared to the original singing, he has a different taste, but his voice is a little sad!" He said.

"There is joy in sorrow!" Xu Qing looked at Zhiyuan, who was playing and singing affectionately, and said with relief.

"Oh? How so? The man raised an eyebrow.

"After three years of nothing, he's talking now, isn't he?"

Xu Qingyan smiled, "A song is buried for half a life, before him, the burden of thought was too heavy, and he always blamed everything on himself, this song is a farewell to the past, and at the same time, it is also a new beginning!" ”

Xu Qingyan smiled: "Looking back, it's not about forgetting the past, but about keeping those people and things in your heart and striving for self-improvement!" He, finally let go! ”

"What about you? Laid down? The man said, taking out a ring, "It's not too big, make do with it!" ”

"Giggles! You think beautifully! ”

……

"Looking back again, it's like a dream, and then looking back at my heart is still the same, only the endless long road accompanies me......"

At the end of the song, Zhiyuan's hand left the keys, but his eyes lit up at this moment.

Everyone looked at him, and for a moment, there was silence.

"Smack! Syllable! Syllable! After a while, applause rang out, and many people and classmates rushed to the stage and gathered around Zhiyuan.

"Zhiyuan, you sing so well, I'm almost moved to tears!"

"Cut, you just cried, I just saw you secretly wiping your tears!"

"Zhiyuan, you are not a hit, a blockbuster!"

"Zhiyuan, let's do it again, we're all going to be separated, woo woo!"

……

"Look, how good they are!" Offstage, the middle-aged man took advantage of Xu Qing's inattention and put the ring on her finger.

"You!" Xu Qing's face turned red.

"It's his beginning, and it's our beginning!" He grabbed her hand, affectionate.

"Students, cherish!" On the stage, Zhiyuan raised his wine glass.

"Precious!"

……