Unlike the other chapters, this article is written by Chiba in the first person by himself and Kashika.

Although our hometown is under the jurisdiction of the county, the high school is not in the public school of the county, but in the private school Yutang High School, where the learning atmosphere is very good, the teacher is also very responsible, and the natural one who can survive in the competition is the strong, in fact, no matter when and where, as long as you become the strong there, the people next to you will naturally pay attention to you, and the weak have no room to survive, so they will naturally not be taken seriously.

It's also a coincidence that I came to Amagi University.,Volunteer to change back and forth.,Originally, Amagi University was the first choice.,In the middle, I also changed a few schools in the Northeast.,Later, when I was admitted, it was in the fifth major of the fifth choice.,If it's a little worse, I'll get into the second book.。

I also have a few high school classmates here, Tong Xiuyuan, Chu Xue, Du Leyue, they are in the fifth teaching area, after the end of the first semester, I waited with them at Zhuzhou Station, at that time I was sitting in the seat holding a copy of "Les Miserables" to read there, Junya saw me in front of me and called over, there were too many people there, we were talking on the opposite side through the mobile phone, I didn't dare to look at her a few more times, because there were several of my high school classmates around, both men and women.

There is also a personal reason for this, after the third year of junior high school, I rarely play with my classmates in the village, and there must be very few words with girls, and I don't get along with others much in high school, and I live a life of three points and one line, and some are just meeting on the road.

I don't know if you have found it in college, I am still very introverted, whenever I see the girls in our class on the road in front of me, I am particularly nervous, generally I dare not look up to say hello, especially when I meet a group of girls, always lower my head as if I didn't see it and walk over quickly, I have read "Dream of Red Mansions" and some books written by Zhou Guoping, it can be said that I admire girls at the same time is harmful and afraid, when we used to joke with the homeroom teacher and the English teacher, He always argues that in general, families where the husband is a little afraid of his wife are happier.

When I looked up from the book again, she was gone. That time I sat in an unfamiliar seat, I felt a trace of inexplicable sadness, so I got on the train and simply walked away.

The children in the countryside were relatively poor, and my mobile phone could not access the website at that time, so I copied and pasted many of my classmates' logs into e-books in the Internet café and read them in MP5.

During the winter vacation, I accidentally saw a log called "Why Lu Tao doesn't love Milai", and I felt that many of the words in it made sense, thinking of a sentence in Junya's text message,

"I see my own shadow in you", feelings also germinated from there, I have never done this kind of thing before, their rankings gradually appeared in the diary, and then slowly modified with time and understanding, and then I sent her text messages a little frequently, and also shared some emotional things with her, when school was about to start, the names of other people were ranked in the second layer, I applied for a QQ for her in the Internet café in the township, the original network name was Shi Lan, I told her so at that time

"This QQ I talked to a close friend.,The other one is for the public",Actually, I only added her to that QQ.,Remember that the first few digits of the QQ number are 1486862××××.。

There is a period of youth, time for burial. There are always some people who are desperate, but they can't keep it in the end.

There are always words that are never spoken, and never to be said again. Burying the past, we have too much silence.

It's like you just met on the road of time, but you pretended not to see anything. Many years have passed, and I am still here.

Time has come by here and there is no passage I want. Maybe in the next time, we will meet a better shore.

The years have passed by, and we have finally drifted apart. It's too late to say goodbye, and it's too late for that paragraph.

The past is sad and crying, everything is heaven. What has been prepared in advance is just waiting for us to pass by here.