"What are you talking about?" Wang Yi threw the ball to a boy next to him and walked over to them. He was already sweating profusely, and the collar of his short-sleeved T-shirt was almost soaking wet.

"You're really hard at playing." Liang Jing said.

"These kids remind me of when I was a kid on a basketball court with two old hoops. A bunch of our boys used broken balls as basketballs, running around, and playing all afternoon. Life was very simple at that time, and I was very happy to be able to hang out with everyone. Wang Yi took the water that Chen Ying gave him, unscrewed the lid and drank happily, and looked up at the empty bottle, "It's been a long time since I've played like this." ”

"Would you like to go it alone?" Ye Feng straightened up and stood in front of them.

"There you go." Wang Yi turned over and sat on the vacant seat next to Chen Ying, "I'm a little tired." ”

Liang Jing put the empty lunch box into a plastic bag and walked to the designated recycling station with a large bag of garbage. The wind was blowing, and a puff of sand and dust was raised. Wang Yi turned around and stood in front of Chen Ying.

"Are you alright?" He asked softly.

"It's fine." She took off her glasses and blinked, trying to get rid of a grain of sand from the bottom of her eyes.

"Don't move." He looked closely into her eyes. Although she couldn't see clearly, she felt her heart beat faster, and the smell of sweat on his body was getting stronger.

"Blinded?" Liang Jing walked over and asked. Wang Yi hurriedly stepped aside to make room for her. Chen Ying looked over to the place where the voice came from, and because she didn't wear glasses, her eyes were blurry.

"There's sand,......," she said, and halfway through she felt a wet napkin be stuffed into her palm.

"Wipe the wet part well." Wang Yi's voice came.

"Don't rub too hard, be careful of inflammation." This is Liang Jing's voice.

The whistle for the assembly blew. The classmates who came with him walked to the flagpole in the middle of the playground, Chen Ying put on her glasses, and the place she had just wiped was still faintly painful. Everyone lined up at the edge of the playground with a line of desks and chairs, ready to distribute books to elementary school students. The four of them happened to form a group, Liang Jing was in charge of distribution, Chen Ying was in charge of registration, and Ye Feng and Wang Yi were in charge of moving books.

"Do you think these books will really change the fate of children?" Wang Yi put down a stack of books on the table and said breathlessly.

"I don't know. But," Chen Ying paused, then added, "I remember reading a sentence in a book that said something like this: 'All human wisdom is contained in four words: wait and hope.'" These children of today, after unremitting efforts and the tempering of life, will one day grow up, and these humble books may become the steps to change their destiny by then. ”

Towards evening, the children came home from school. The orange-red sun gilds the edges and corners of each mountain with a layer of gold. This Hope Elementary School is located halfway up the mountain, and you can see the babbling stream flowing through the mountains from the edge of the playground. The stream sparkles in the setting sun. Smoke rises from several rows of houses in the mountains. Birds fly in the afterglow sky. The evening breeze carries the aroma of various fruit trees and flowers and pieces of falling petals blowing by. The firing pins of the school's only old clock were blown around by the wind, making occasional noises, as if to remind them that it was time to return as well. They helped move the tables and chairs back to the doorless warehouse, and then returned to the car. Liang Jing was probably tired, and as soon as she got in the car, she fell asleep against the glass window, and Ye Feng sat next to her with her bag. Chen Ying and Wang Yi sat side by side behind them.

As it gets darker, the mountain roads become more and more difficult to navigate. Bus drivers drive cautiously to avoid accidents. Without the excitement of the morning, the carriage was so quiet that you could hear the driver flipping the transmission, and the students who had worked hard all day were napping in their seats. The air quality in the countryside is good, and the scattered stars in the black sky form a brilliant Milky Way, like a soft ribbon, cutting the entire night sky from northeast to southwest. The lights on the winding mountain road are like stars falling into the mortal world, scorching in their respective positions, revealing a silent mystery under the shade of fine new leaves. At first, Chen Ying lit the reading lamp on the bus facing her, trying to use the time on the return trip to memorize a few more words. On the one hand, the bumpy mountain road made it very difficult for her to read the words in the book, and on the other hand, the hard work of the day was slowly exhausting her last bit of physical strength. Her will was defeated in the struggle against exhaustion, and she soon fell into a semi-comatose state, her English book still in her hand, but her face was pressed against the cold car window, and she did not move.

"It's so pitiful, I'm too tired." In the haze, she heard someone say this.

She felt someone put a dress on her upper body and tucked the corners of her clothes. She slept contentedly in her chair, and several bumps along the way failed to wake her up.

In such a vague state, she felt that the grievances she had suffered in the past two days of class had vanished, and Qin Hong no longer confided in her all kinds of troubles caused by preparing for graduation. She and he can finally accompany each other in class, study on their own, and even go out to play when they have free time, just like other campus couples. She and he were just as they did when they first met last semester, arranging their lives at will, holding hands to attend every lecture they were interested in, sitting back to back on the rocks by the lake after dinner, and telling each other interesting anecdotes about their childhood.

She studied economics and knows a thing or two about the reality of the world. She worked part-time to earn money as hard as she could, saving everything she got for each job. She strictly urges herself to complete her academic progress on time every day, even if she stays up until midnight, she can't lower her requirements. She had thought that if she had strong faith, she would be able to get through these gloomy days, but she was finally tired of the unforgiving reality. She dreamed that she was surrounded by a pair of strong arms and her head resting in a solid embrace. Her long hair ran down the other party's shoulders, and her hands were wrapped in the palms of the other party's warm, big hands. She was wrapped up like that. One of the other's fingers reached up her neck, touching her slightly upturned chin. Then her head was cocked by her fingers, and her hot breath poured around her nose, and she was soon kissed on the lips.