Now the boy who loves you so much, has he been the youth of many girls in the past?

Huainan is a city in the sea, and there is no gold for September. But out of respect, the things that were dyed blue also lost some of their luster, and the sound of the sea that did not escape became much more dumb. Huaizhong is only a corner of Huainan, and naturally it also follows this city.

There are no prescribed requirements for the morning exercise timeline in Huaizhong, so students are free to choose their favorite sports. Out of love, the sweat is no longer useless and dirty.

Xia Jiamu had long been accustomed to morning jogging before, and it was the same today. In the eyes of everyone, Huaizhong has always been a very ideal high school, so the scale of construction will naturally be greater than that of many ordinary schools. Even the distance of the playground circle is long. Therefore, Xia Jiamu stopped on the road half a circle of the playground, and she went to the side of the stairs to rest.

Xia Jiamu is a kind and good girl, so there will be many classmates who are willing to take care of her.

A classmate enthusiastically handed Xia Jiamu a pack of tissues and a bottle of mineral water, and greeted: "Jiamu, are you okay?" Look you're sweating a lot. ”

"I'm fine. It's just that I haven't exercised for a long time, and suddenly I feel a little uncomfortable running. Xia Jiamu took out the paper, wiped his sweat, and greeted him with the same greeting: "I just saw that Xiao Xi was supported by many classmates, what's wrong?" Is she uncomfortable? ”

In this world, you always have to understand a truth, if you want to be treated with kindness by others, the first thing you have to do is to treat the world by multiples.

"Oh, it's a pity that I'm in poor health. Anaemia. I have been sent to the infirmary by my classmates. The classmate next to him explained, "Don't worry, a lot of people have gone." ”

Xia Jiamu responded with a smile.

It may be unfair, but you still have to be kind.

Every corner of the coastal city can be said to be a beautiful view. It just depends on how the photographer sees it. The corner that was sprinkled by the sun became the image in Xia Jiamu's mobile phone. It was just for the sake of liking the shooting, so I recorded this footage.

When Xia Jiamu was sorting out the album, he found that there were more teenagers in the original scenery. On the boy's shoulders was a white light of hope. The view is even more pleasant. Xia Jiamu took down the phone and quietly watched the young man run the rest of the way she hadn't arrived.

Teenager, Han Yuyang.

"Jiamu, let's go have breakfast." The classmate is leading Xia Jiamu away.

"Okay." Xia Jiamu agreed very heartily.

The boy had finished the rest of the way, and the man was gone. The status quo of things and people has been maintained until now. I ask you again, when will you come back, will it be a disturbance?

Han Yuyang ran around the playground for several laps, and he was also tired and sweating. A man sat on the stairs and swallowed a big mouthful of water. He really wanted to pour mineral water on his head now, so that he could sober himself.

"The tired nerves remind me of you again."

Han Yuyang swallowed a big mouthful of water and didn't do anything.

"Yuyang, go! Let's eat. "The classmates who have a good relationship are urging.

The corners of Han Yuyang's lips rose slightly, and he responded: "Okay." ”

Many students from other places have said that Huaizhong is a very ideal high school, and the core concept is to respect students. In the school cafeteria, many staff from different regions are invited to cook meals according to local characteristics. Unique.

Han Yuyang walked all the way through the cafeteria, walking with the wind and in a hurry. Xia Jiamu turned his face sideways and looked at Han Yuyang who was passing by.

"What's wrong? Jiamu. The classmate seemed to have discovered something, and joked with a smile: "Jiamu, don't you like Senior Han Yuyang?" Don't be funny. ”

Xia Jiamu came back to his senses and looked at his classmates who were laughing. Responded: "Who said they liked him." I don't like it. I've just been here, how can I like people here? ”

"Huh? Is that so? That's for the best. The classmate suddenly chatted about gossip: "Jiamu, I've inquired for you." Senior Han Yuyang is really no fun! Many of them said that the only girl Han Yuyang ever liked was Senior Sister Meng Yi, whom he liked when he was a sophomore in high school. They are really fairy couples, and many people envy them. Only later ......"

Xia Jiamu asked, "What happened later?"

"Senior Sister Meng Yi applied to go abroad. I heard that they also had a big fight. That's it. Alas. The classmate lowered his eyes and sighed, "Now that I think about it, Senior Han Yuyang, how many girls' youth will it be?" ”

Xia Jiamu did not respond.

The plot of the youth story is all the same, there will be a distant person. Han Yuyang will be a distant person for many girls, and no one should be presumptuous. For youth, it is just a thin layer of rain and mist, which will be as dense as before if it is not pierced; What will happen to the picture after the puncture, no one should define. Maybe it's beautiful from person to person. It's just that this youth is about you and finally yours. Perhaps, when I grow up, I may become the same kind of person as you in my youth, so what? I've gotten better and I've met better people. It's just a word from the beginning, thanksgiving. My teenager. Just like what is said in "The Best of Us", you are the best you before, and I am the best me after that.

Xia Jiamu responded with a smile later.

The piano that can't be touched turned out to be Han Yuyang's youth.

Ten o'clock in Huainan.

Xia Jiamu was on the second floor watching Han Yuyang on the playground.

Outside the playground is the sea, and there is Han Yuyang in the playground. This picture made Xia Jiamu think deeply for a long time and sigh for a long time. When Xia Jiamu looked back, he sighed that Han Yuyang's youth was about Senior Sister Meng Yi, and the youth of those who really liked him was about him, and this story began with youth...... Will my youth also be about stories?

Xia Jiamu left the school gate on personal leave.

Han Yuyang left the school as a special student.

Leaving the school gate is society, and you should all stand firm in your social role. Do your social duty.

White sheets and people who never wake up have always been a status quo in hospitals. The appearance of a white nurse's uniform is even more depressing. The bouquet of pink carnations seems to be a little abrupt. The nurse opened the closed window, and the whole room was redefined by sunlight. Carnations became embellishments, and the unawakened seemed to be on the route back to death.

Han Yuyang pushed open the door, and the first thing he saw was the bouquet of carnations. Again, he asked, "Who sent it?"

"No signature." The nurse made a note sheet and replied, "Maybe it's your relatives and friends." ”

Han Yuyang looked at the carnation and responded.

After that, Han Yuyang was the only one left in this ward.

Han Yuyang tore down the note, he looked at it, and the handwritten handwriting on the paper was a little sloppy. But the phrase "may all be well" has never changed. Han Yuyang muttered: "If you don't come back, how can I be okay alone?" ”

Han Yuyang has been guarding his mother's bedside. The mother's reluctant smile has froze until now, and nothing has changed. The doctor has issued a critical illness notice and the patient is in a vegetative state. The signature confirmed by the attending doctor made Han Yuyang collapse.

What is a crash?

This devastation is due to the fragmentation of the family and the status quo of the last loved one.

Han Yuyang sat directly in the dead corner of an uninhabited street, tears lingering, but there was no sound. His own breathing, he did not admit to hearing. The sky hasn't fallen, but his last hope is gone! The world is so beautiful, why does this rare sadness have to be added to me?

Meng Yi looked for Han Yuyang for a long time, she was very scared, and finally couldn't find him.

Fortunately, Meng Yi was able to find Han Yuyang.

Meng Yi stayed by Han Yuyang's side, listening to his breathing very seriously, it was extremely uneven, but he didn't open his mouth to breathe.

"Yuyang, let's go home." Meng Yi kept holding Han Yuyang and said in a low voice, "Auntie is still waiting for us to come back." ”

Meng Yi was also smiling with a stiff face, put his face to Han Yuyang's ear, and said again: "Let's go home, okay?" ”

Han Yuyang stretched out his hand and kept holding Meng Yi's hand, wanting to say a lot, but he couldn't say anything in his throat, and said in a dumb voice: "Hmm." ”

Han Yuyang supported his body, kissed Meng Yi's lips gently, and finally put all his strength on Meng Yi, hugged her, closed his eyes, and tears flowed. Like a child, he said the fairy tale: "Never leave, okay?"

Xia Jiamu's words are not wrong, for this world, you have to be kind by multiple, just to receive a warmth from him.

Han Yuyang held his mother's hand, there was no despair in his eyes, and there was no disbelief.

It's not that you can't touch the piano, it's just that you can't play her tunes.

Zhuo Jingning played their own tune, smiling with a stiff face for everyone to see. She smiled brightly and her eyes were very powerful, and Xia Jiamu believed her story on the side.

"Sister Jiamu, will you be angry?" Zhuo Jingning suddenly stopped and shifted her gaze to Xia Jiamu: "I really didn't know that Brother Yuyang would come back suddenly. Normally, I don't dare touch this piano when he's there. ”

"Nope." Xia Jiamu was thinking about it, and asked with a smile: "Jingning, you say, whose youth will Han Yuyang be?" ”

"Mine." Zhuo Jingning smiled and looked at Xia Jiamu who was smiling on the side.

It turns out that the complete story is like this: Han Yuyang's youth is about Meng Yi, Zhuo Jingning's youth is about Han Yuyang, and this story is about youth.

Xia Jiamu suddenly fell silent, not knowing what to say.

"Let's go, let's go ahead and wait for Brother Yuyang." Zhuo Jingning pushed the wheelchair by herself and glanced at Xia Jiamu with squinted eyes.

Xia Jiamu reacted very quickly, pushing the wheelchair to send Zhuo Jingning outside to wait for Han Yuyang.

When Han Yuyang came back, it was already dark. He stood far away and saw Zhuo Jingning waiting outside. He quickened his pace and walked over with a smile.

"Why are you outside?" Han Yuyang greeted Zhuo Jingning, and also looked at Xia Jiamu. "Let's go in, don't catch a cold."

"Okay." Zhuo Jingning's smile made Han Yuyang feel a lot more relieved.

Xia Jiamu is not from this hometown, so he naturally left.

Xia Jiamu walked on the wooden bridge above the coast and reversed back to school. She took her phone and deleted the photo.

About them, Xia Jiamu is a spectator.

Regarding Xia Jiamu, she received a call from Bai Junyu.

"Bai Junyu, how many girls are you young?"

It was Bai Junyu who took the initiative to call, and it was Xia Jiamu who took the initiative to say the first sentence.

“…… What the? ”

The air in Beijing is so dry that even the greetings from the south are skipped.

"I mean, which girl will be your youth?"

Xia Jiamu leaned against the wooden fence and looked at the boundless sea.

"I also want to know who she will be."

Bai Junyu looked at the girl beside her, smiled, and didn't say anything.

"Oh."

Xia Jiamu didn't like this sea because he didn't have a shore.