It's been a long time since school was out.

So there weren't a few people left in the classroom.

Cheng Jinyan looked at the empty classroom, closed the last window, and then turned off the light. The classroom was dim without lights, so he returned to his seat and stuffed the textbook into his bag, then pulled out his chair and stood up, placing the bag on his shoulder.

When he walked out of the classroom, he found that the sunset still had a small half of his face hanging on the mountain, and he stared at it for a while, and the evening sunset was not dazzling, unlike the sun at noon, which he did not dare to look at directly.

He didn't like the sun.

In the past, I always felt that the sun was sharp, and it was not accompanied by the stars, so people did not dare to look at it directly. Maybe it's too dazzling, so it covers up the light of others. Unlike the moon, it is always surrounded by stars, and the soft moonlight is always loved.

Turned around and went down the stairs.

The sunset was getting darker and darker outside the window, and it looked a little red, and fine dust floated in the beam of light. When Cheng Jinyan walked out of the corridor, he saw that the commissary next to the first floor had not yet closed, and he could see all kinds of packaged snacks from afar, so he walked in and bought a bottle of water and a bread. The noon meal was not to his liking, so he felt a little hungry.

The person who received the money was a middle-aged woman, whom he had seen many times. However, he knew that others might not necessarily remember him, and it was easy to look at one person in a crowd, but it was even more difficult to find one person among thousands of people.

He understands that.

When paying the bill, Cheng Jinyan saw a beautiful notebook with a bicycle and two children. The boy rode through the shade of the trees, revealing his perfect side face. His gaze rested on the girl in the back seat of the boy, with a clean smiling face and a long skirt fluttering in the wind.

Xu was that his gaze stayed for too long, and the woman who collected the money introduced him to the notebook.

"Like this notebook? This style girls like it a lot.,I'm selling out of stock.,These are the last few copies.,It's a good fit for girlfriends and girlfriends.。 ”

The woman said a lot, but Cheng Jinyan didn't listen much, he always wanted to take it back when he looked at the right things, so there was no point in liking it.

Just look at the right eye, that's all.

He often reminds himself that he is not a person who puts his feelings first, but he is still guided by emotions.

So Cheng Jinyan didn't come out with something because of a woman's words, he just felt that he lacked such a scene. If he could see the person he wanted to see at a glance when he went down the stairs just now, and if he knew that there was such a person before he went down the stairs, he would still want to buy something to fill his stomach and watch the sunset for a while?

Isn't it possible to ride the same bicycle in the same school and at the same time after school, just like the picture above?

Walk through the tree-lined paths of the school.

Walk through countless traffic light intersections.

Walk past the shapes and shapes of people who walk by.

Isn't it that when you can feel a pair of nervous little hands behind you, can you see my satisfied smile reflected in your eyes when you turn around?

Cheng Jinyan looked at the completely falling sunset, thinking to himself if he should go earlier?

……

The foliage grows luxuriant in the season.

The sunlight was divided into countless spots by the green branches, which fell all over the ground. A few days ago, I didn't think the cicadas were screaming, but after a shower of rain, I became anxious.

I don't remember the first time I read a book on campus with Jiang Che, but I just thought it would be nice if I could stay a little longer. Jiang Che has never spoken much, so most of the time he is silent as if he is in the classroom.

I will still be teased by the girls in the class, a smile for a dialogue, I still don't like to memorize politics, and I like to read all kinds of rhyming poems. Compared with other courses, politics classes have always been more in a daze.

"I still don't like politics so much!" When crossing the football field, Chen Pan tilted his head to look at Jiang Che, who was walking with him.

"Yes! I don't like it. Jiang Che smiled and raised the book in his hand helplessly.

"Then don't look at it."

"Huh?" Jiang Che looked at Chen Pan suspiciously, not knowing why he was so good at talking today.

Seeing Jiang Che's doubts, Chen Pan waved his hand and said, "It's about to be the third year of high school, I've thought about it for a long time, not everything has to be done well, and what you like can get twice the result with half the effort."

"Good words, prescient."

"Okay, okay, don't compliment me, I never believed the false and indecent words you said in a fake and indecent way!" Chen Pan held the book and walked slowly.

The soccer field has always been crowded, and many boys like to spend their energy on the rest time after class. So from time to time, you have to pay attention to the football that whizzes past you.

The fence next to the school's football field was demolished, and there was a loud noise when the fence collapsed. The dull sound of collapse attracted the attention of many students, and some students with the ball took advantage of the moment when the opponent's goalkeeper was distracted and kicked the ball into the goal. The cheers of your own side and the discontent of the enemy are intertwined.

The dust drifted far away, and the students who were close were forced to retreat, and after the line of sight was clear, they ran to pick and pick up, trying to find the traces that had been left behind. This is where the class used to go out on the blackboard.

Chen Pan squatted on the ground, holding a stone marked with the words "Class 6" in his hand, which was a blackboard newspaper published by Chen Pan and several classmates, and the words were still written by Jiang Che. The school plans to build a pavilion here, and it will be connected in the future to create a ten-mile long pavilion.

Jiang Che scratched the back of his head, looked at the girl beside him, and lowered his head again.

Clouds rolling through the sky.

There was a roar overhead, from far and near. This is the sound of a passenger plane passing through a sea of clouds, and unlike the long white lines that you could see when you looked up in the past, today you can only see the clouds.

The salt price turmoil that lasted for a month finally stopped. A lot of salt that was bought at a large price later asked the seller to return it, but it was only sold at the usual price and could not be returned, so many people could only look at the salt piled up in half a corner in a daze, and there was no way to take it.

This is the eighth day that Chen Pan has brought the only two packets of salt from home to Jiang Che.

It was also on the third day that Jiang Che's father finally bought back ten packs of salt from the market at a high price in the later period.

Luo Yuqing looked at Jiang Che not far away, watching him leave his world day by day, becoming more cheerful day by day.

Floating overhead was an eighteen-year-old lead cloud.