Yu Jian extinguished the cigarette, threw it into the garbage basket, gently leaned on the window railing, and looked down at the incomparable hustle and bustle under the more than twenty floors.

In the middle of Beijing, the busy streets are full of people, the horns are ringing non-stop, and pedestrians are hurriedly passing by with their hands covering their faces, or swiping their mobile phones at the station, and few are walking slowly.

People, always so busy.

Suddenly, her eyes fell on the pair of girls passing by on battery bikes.

Yu Jian's pupils trembled.

A long, long time ago, she and Shu Ran were like this.

The time when you are allowed to be willful is called youth.

The pair of girls who were allowed to be wanton were called Shu Ran and Yu Jian.

In 2014.

After Yu Jian entered junior high school, her academic performance has improved greatly. She is the class representative of the English teacher, although it is only English, but the class teacher and the subject teachers always like to ask her for help.

For example, after the end of the first final exam since entering junior high school, the head teacher, Mr. Qin, called her name in the parent group and called her to help write the report book.

The winter break is something to look forward to, and so are the results.

The only difference is that we are looking forward to it with a hint of trepidation.

Because of a bad grade, it is very likely that you will spend the entire winter vacation in the unpleasantness of your parents nagging and relatives nagging.

"Xiaoyu's results this time are very good, and he has made great progress compared to the midterm exam, so he must make persistent efforts to go to the next level and strive to be the first in the next grade." In the office, only Ms. Qin was busy until the latest, because she had the most students. She handed Yu Jian a brand-new transcript with a kind smile on her face.

Being praised like this, probably the improvement in results is more than a little bit. Yu Jian's left eyelid kept jumping suddenly, she thought so silently, took the score book, opened it, and took a look.

At that moment, Yu Jian was stunned.

I forgot to breathe.

When she was in elementary school, her grades could only be regarded as upper-middle, and her grades in various subjects were barely around eighty-five.

She has never won a good student, only a painting award - she loves to draw and has loved it since she was a child.

Grandma said that her drawings are very similar to the real thing, especially the horse of her own zodiac.

Anyway, Yu Jian didn't remember, she didn't think she had that talent.

In middle school, she got the first certificate of merit in her life.

This could be a milestone breakthrough.

"You are a sunny and cheerful child, and you can always be seen actively raising your little hands during class time......" The first sentence of the teacher's evaluation is about her personality.

Cheerful? She felt like she wasn't enough.

By the way, what is Shu Ran's score? Such a question suddenly popped up in Yu Jian's mind, and her heart suddenly felt like a cat tickling. While she was transcribing the score report, she quietly flipped through Shu Ran's booklet.

The results in all subjects are not bad, but the math is a bit unsatisfactory.

It turns out that there are still people who are as biased as her. Yu Jian suddenly hooked her lips.

At that time, she and Shu Ran didn't have much intersection. The reason why I want to see her report book is only because she is the only girl in the class who actively plays with her.

At that time, she was still a good student in the eyes of teachers and parents. Out of the psychology of a good student, she doesn't have much affection for this lively and active, big personality, and even some neurotic girl.

Every time she came to her, she always put on a hard face.

She didn't want to talk, and she didn't know how to talk to this girl.

She felt that this girl, this girl named Shu Ran, was always like the sun in the sky, and she was a little dust. She is so cheerful, she seems to be so happy all the time - there is no time when she doesn't smile, even if she dozes off in class, she can't help but have a smile on the corner of her mouth. Between them was a kingdom of clouds and mud.

"If I had known that you were going to be the most important person in my life, I would have beaten me up for hating you. Such a good girl, she wrote her youth all over you, but you still dislike her, it's too much. Yu Jian bathed in the cool breeze and closed her already moist eyes slightly.

This soft whisper, whirling in the wind, drifted into the distance.

Time fate is very ingenious, and our meeting is the tacit understanding.

probably thought that Yu Jian did well in the exam, and Yu's father bought the full set of Charles IX that Yu Jian dreamed of at one time. As for Yu's mother, she gave Yu Jian a brand-new means of transportation - a battery car.

Of course, the money was Yu Jian's New Year's money.

Sister Yu Xi is very envious of her sister being able to own a battery car.

Sister, take me out to play in the future. She said this to Yu Jian.

Yu Jian replied with one word.

Good.

She casually agreed back then, and then after so many years casually, she still couldn't realize this sentence.

Now that Yu Xi is alone in Zhangjiagang, she should bury herself, saying that she forgot to go home to accompany her.

She clearly remembers that not long ago, when Yu Xi went back to Sichuan to see her grandparents during the Chinese New Year in February, she cried a lot.

Just because she went back to Zhangjiagang for the New Year, and she was in Sichuan, they missed each other like this.

She went back to Zhangjiagang and looked at the fireworks all over the ground and the prosperity of the city, but she could no longer find the people she used to be and the familiar taste she once had.

Her dyeing and dyeing is still wandering in Nanjing.

Everything has changed, the school has been renovated, the road has been renovated, the old house has been demolished, and even her battery car, the little blue electric donkey that has accompanied her through the best cardamom years, has broken the lights, crooked the faucet, and taken off the basket.

The world has changed, and that's probably it.

Yu Jian felt unprecedented discomfort and confusion in this empty city.

So she came in a hurry, and then hurriedly chose to leave, returning to Beijing, the glorious international metropolis.

Before leaving, she rode the old battery car and ran wildly on the road between Yu'an and Jincheng.

God probably had mercy on her, the weather was bad that day, and it rained heavily.

Yu Jian wore her newly bought trendy blue denim loose puffer jacket, and pressed the handlebars vigorously against the wind and rain above her head.

A long time ago, she also rode through the rain.

The same heavy rain, the same car, the same place.

The only difference is that there is one less person.

One less Shu Ran.

Yu Jian felt that her eyes were blurry.

I don't know if it's because the heavy rain is pouring down, blurring my vision, or if the tears in my eyes are covering my clear gaze.

"I'll meet you again in the future, I'll meet you again, please say hello first......"

She hummed the song in the rain.