The woods behind the school are rarely visited.

The grass grows wildly. Even at the end of summer, there was no sign of withering and lodging. Soft, hard, prickly, and hairy, bulbous weeds of all kinds, spread out, and filled the clearing.

An Qiyi sat on the grass reading a book, and when a black shadow was suddenly cast on the page, she raised her head and saw Fu Yifan standing in front of her with a black face, "Get out of the way, I'll read the book." An Qiyi finished lukewarmly and moved the book to a sunny place.

Fu Yifan stretched out his hand and snapped the book shut.

An Qiyi frowned: "If you have something to say, don't waste my time." ”

Fu Yifan bent down and squatted down, keeping on the same level as An Qiyi, he took out his mobile phone and flipped through the call records, and stretched out in front of An Qiyi, "Why don't you answer my phone and don't reply to my messages?" ”

An Qiyi looked at the string of 'Ah Qi' on the screen and did not speak.

Fu Yifan's eyes gradually turned red, as if they were being roasted by fire, and the bloodshot seemed to be about to burst his eye sockets.

An Qiyi closed the book, and just as she wanted to say something, out of the corner of her eye, she saw Ye Qian'er standing outside the turf.

Ye Qian'er, who took the time to carefully paint makeup at noon, and even designed the expression of the dialogue.

Standing there quietly at the moment, looking at Fu Yifan, who was angry at An Qiyi with his mobile phone.

At that moment, he suddenly understood. The complex circuits distributed in the body were quickly turned on with electricity, and the brushes flowed through the body, beeping.

The bell hurried everyone back to their seats.

When the teacher pushed the door open, everyone took out their books from the drawer. He Xiaoxiao took out the textbook from the drawer and deliberately smashed it towards the back of An Qiyi's hand.

When all the people in the classroom were startled by An Qiyi's "ah", everyone saw An Qiyi rubbing his hands constantly.

After a long time, everyone didn't look away, as if waiting for her to give a reasonable explanation, until the teacher was on the podium and asked "what's going on", An Qiyi raised her head.

She took down her hand and looked at the slightly reddened positions along the bones on the back of her hand, then turned her head to look at He Xiaoxiao next to her, and sure enough, she had such an expected expression of helplessness and guilt.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to......"

An Qiyi stood up and said to the teacher, "Teacher, I accidentally bumped into me at the same table just now, and I'm really sorry for disturbing your class." She deliberately accentuated the word 'accidental', and glanced at He Xiaoxiao intentionally or unintentionally.

The teacher looked at An Qiyi, stretched out his hand and made a gesture of "sit down".

As soon as the teacher turned around to continue the class, He Xiaoxiao suddenly whispered, "An Qiyi, why aren't you angry?" ”

An Qiyi's outstretched hand stopped in mid-air, she turned her head and smiled faintly, "I never play these boring tricks, this is the difference between me and you." ”

At that moment, He Xiaoxiao felt that her voice was like a dagger. And An Qiyi's face with a sincere smile in front of him swallowed up all the light and sound like a huge black hole.

If An Qiyi turned her head to look at the moment she stood up and apologized to the teacher, she would definitely see Ye Qian'er in front of her, she looked at her gaze, like a burning candle in a leaky room, swaying back and forth, extinguished in the last moment, and disappeared into a wisp of white smoke in the airflow.

Since when did human reason gradually deviate from the track?

The lonely and warm light of dusk, the noisy voices of people at the end of school rose and fell in the school like sea water, the wind blew the leaves layer after layer, and the rustling sound rippled overhead.

When Ye Qian'er wiped An Qiyi's side, she saw An Qiyi not looking at her, and walked straight towards the stairs at the end of the corridor.

Ye Qian'er reached out and grabbed her wrist.

"Don't you think it's too much to keep doing this? It's like everyone owes you. Ye Qian'er looked at An Qiyi, who turned around, and said.

"Is there one?" An Qiyi's face was covered by the setting sun, with a dull and sad tone, "Do you just think I'm too much?" What's the difference between you and them? ”

Ye Qian'er's expression changed slightly, and she just wanted to open her mouth to deny it, but after seeing An Qiyi's eyes that had no emotion at all, she simply looked away in distraction, she lifted her schoolbag upward, turned around and left, took two steps and turned back, "Don't you think that in fact, you yourself are also very indifferent?" ”

Life is sometimes a game of chess, and the chessboard that people play is like a chaotic world.

Rivers, lakes, seas, deserts, mountains and rivers are distributed on the same level like chess pieces.

"What do you know...... An Qiyi said to herself as she looked at the back. Her voice was very quiet, but it was particularly clear in the chaotic crowd of voices after school.

People have this habit of only accepting what they like, discarding all the things that objectively exist, and finally constructing what they think is the most reasonable worldview. And now, this is how the world has been rechosen and redefined.

No matter how hard you try, you can't escape such a situation. Then put your hand on another faraway part of the world.

In fact, there is nothing in life that can necessarily hurt a person.

As long as you're cold enough, indifferent enough, and indifferent enough to stop caring about everything. As long as you slowly polish your heart into a smooth and hard stone. As long as you think of yourself as if you're dead. Then, in this world, there is nothing that can hurt you anymore. I don't want to feel so much pain from other people anymore. Then don't give so much love to others.

She had heard many similar sentences like this, and once felt so sick that her stomach was sour. But when all this turns into a tangible entity, slowly enveloping your whole body like a thick fog, you can't help but feel that these have become wise sayings, flashing with a cruel and calm light.

An Qiyi had just walked out of the teaching building and found that the homework book had been forgotten in the classroom.

The school had dispersed, and the few dormitons were left to run across the playground to their dormitories.

An Qiyi had just run up the stairs when she collided with a girl head-on. The girl saw that it was An Qiyi and said impatiently.

An Qiyi raised her head, and in front of her was a girl with light makeup and a beautiful face. Behind her, the person standing quietly with a schoolbag on her back was He Xiaoxiao, who was in full bloom like a pure white flower.

I remember that in the past, it was probably the days before the third year of junior high school.

She and He Xiaoxiao have always been inseparable.

In my memory, He Xiaoxiao is a girl who knows how to take care of people, she is very brave and kind. He Xiaoxiao will leave all the good things in the world to her.

And now, He Xiaoxiao has also left the worst in the world to her.

An Qiyi put the books into the schoolbag one by one, and felt itchy on her face when she buttoned the schoolbag. She lifted the back of her hand and wiped her face, the back of her hand was a little wet.

An Qiyi quickly grabbed her schoolbag, and then ran towards the school gate with all her might.

When I ran to the bus stop, I happened to see Fu Yifan pushing a bicycle out. An Qiyi frowned, she felt that there seemed to be only these few people left in her current world, and no matter where she ran, she couldn't get rid of these people.

An Qiyi stood in place, wiped his sweat, and saw Fu Yifan's footsteps getting closer and closer, An Qiyi turned around, looked into the eyes of a boy next to him without flinching and said, "Can you send me home?" ”

When An Qiyi said this, it was like reciting axioms from a math textbook that could be directly quoted without being demonstrated. Naturally and surely, can you send me home?

She felt the sound of the bicycle chain sliding, and the sound of the wheels rolling on the ground. An Qiyi's hand gripped the bag hard, and she didn't turn her head until the voice was no longer audible.

There's nothing left behind.

The boy who was questioned lowered his head, and after a while, he raised his head and looked at An Qiyi, and said, "Classmate, is something wrong?" You seem to be hiding from someone? Is someone bullying you? ”

Faced with the boy's series of questions, An Qiyi shook his head, "It's okay, I'll say it casually." ”

The young man didn't mean to get out of the way, he still stood in front of An Qiyi, looking at the person in front of him fixedly, his face was pale without blood. At that moment, An Qiyi's first impression of him was that he was frail and sickly.

An Qiyi looked at the young man in front of her, feeling a little sad that she couldn't explain the reason. She looked up and said, "I'm fine......"

The boy shook his head, "Where's your home?" ”

……

An Qiyi looked at the person sitting on the green chair of the bus and looked at the person opposite, and didn't know what to say to break the silence.

Half an hour has passed since he got into the car and sat here, and the boy still hasn't gotten out of the car.

"Are you having any trouble?" The boy looked at the girl across from him and asked in a calm voice.

He has observed domestic dogs and stray dogs, regardless of appearance, the biggest difference is that the eyes of stray dogs are more shrewd than those of domestic dogs, they are always on guard, not easy to approach.

At this time, the girl on the opposite side would rather occupy the green seat than sit next to him, like a stray dog like that.

"Nope." An Qiyi raised her head to look at him. He is not the warmth of the sun like Fu Yifan, nor the coldness of Xing Haolin, but a kind of morbid beauty, not so much that he is a boy, he has a feminine sense of femininity.

"So what are you hiding? I saw the boy, and as soon as he left, you breathed a sigh of relief, I don't think it's that simple. His voice was low enough for her to hear.

"Do you want to listen?" An Qiyi looked along the boy's left side into the background outside the car.

"If you really don't want to ......" Seeing that An Qiyi seemed to be planning to confess, the boy suddenly became awkward, and after a while, he turned his head, stared at An Qiyi's face and said seriously, "You say, I want to hear it." ”

There is actually a strange thing in the world.

Sometimes I inexplicably trust someone I don't know. will tell him many, many things, even the best friends around him have never told him.

Sometimes you can't trust a person who gets along with you day and night, even if you have shared and guarded countless secrets together, but at that time, looking at his face, you suddenly don't believe him.

Most of the time, we live in such a complex world, and are dragged blindly to the end of the world by things that never repeat and have no rules like pi.

This is how we live in a world as complex and unpredictable as pi.

Spring will give birth to all the seeds that sprout out of the soil. In fact, there are many, many things that we have never thought of when the ground is about to be broken.

They move out of our sight, yet are deeply rooted in the center of our world.

"Why didn't he make it clear to you in the first place?" The boy's voice was muffled, muffled from his chest.