After the clothing promotion meeting, I accepted the set of clothes that Qi Zhengzhe bought for me, anyway, Qi Caihong didn't pay me anything else, I thought, this dress should be paid for by her, but after that, I didn't wear it again.

I pressed it at the bottom of the box and sealed it, and every time I saw it when I was looking for clothes, I felt a warm current flowing through my whole body, and I would think of this clothing promotion meeting.

The outfit is still pressed against the bottom of my suitcase.

Summer vacation passed quickly.

On the first day of school, I took the registration notice and sat on the back seat of Qi Zhengzhe's motorcycle to go to Qijiatun No. 2 Middle School to register.

It was a 100 construction motorcycle. After Qi Zhengzhe knocked the permanent brand bicycle into the front wheel, he went to the only motorcycle shop in Qijiatun County at that time to buy the motorcycle.

It is indeed necessary to do so. With this motorcycle, you can go to a nearby county to buy goods, and you don't need to take a shuttle bus when there are not many goods. It's more convenient to go by motorcycle.

At that time, Qi Zhengzhe already had the idea of engaging in wholesale. He plans to rent the store next door to expand the operation and convert the outlet into a wholesale department — a combination of retail and wholesale. For small shops in the township, this motorcycle comes in even more handy.

At that time, motorcycles were still a very rare means of transportation.

A few years later, in the TV series "Last Night's Stars", I saw the male protagonist riding a motorcycle on the highway, romantic and chic, and envied many seventeen or eighteen-year-old young men and women. They don't know that Qi Zhengzhe and I have long become the envy of many people.

When Qi Zhengzhe rode a motorcycle into the No. 2 Middle School, the eyes of many girls were fixed on him.

So when I walked into the new class, Wang Zhihui and Qi Ying took the initiative to talk to me, and what they wanted to know was not about me as a new classmate, but about Qi Zhengzhe.

Qi Zhengli and I were in the same class, and the head teacher arranged us at the same table. When the class teacher announced the seating arrangement, I thought I had misheard.

It's also too much of a coincidence. According to Qi Zhengli's height, he has to sit in the last row, how can he sit in the fourth row with me? The concept of the height of the head teacher is also too vague.

It was only later that I realized that if people in the world were not deliberate, how could there be so many coincidences? The seating in the row is all instructed. For this reason, the aunt knocked on the door of the principal's house several times.

Li Zheng is an exception. If it is not a coincidence that Li Zheng and I are in the same class, it is a kind of doom in the dark.

With a round face, not tall, and a very strong image, I recognized Li Zheng as soon as he entered the classroom.

So after the first class that day, I hurried over to his desk and patted him on the shoulder in a friendly way.

"Hi, Li Zheng. Don't know me anymore? ”

Li Zheng was stunned for two seconds, "How come?" Hao Junqi, right? The second little Hao Junqi. ”

Naturally, Li Zheng became the closest boy in my class.

I would never have thought that this boy who was closest to me also had a very sad experience.

Almost two months later, the results of the midterm exam came out, Li Zheng smashed the Chinese test, and the Chinese teacher, Mr. Wang, criticized him by name in class. This would have been a very common criticism. Such criticism can be understood entirely as another form of concern.

Somehow, Li Zheng couldn't stand it and said a few words to Mr. Wang. Teacher Wang, who was impatient, couldn't stand it even more, and his euphemistic criticism turned into a harsh reprimand.

After that, Mr. Wang stared at Li Zheng with sharp eyes, not wanting Li Zheng to be silent, but also staring at Mr. Wang so straightly, without the slightest fear.

This demeanor further angered Teacher Wang, and Li Zheng was "invited" out of the classroom.

Li Zheng pushed the stool back sharply and trotted out of the classroom.

The second Li Zheng ran out of the classroom, Teacher Wang regretted it and said, "Who in the class had a good time with Li Zheng, go and persuade him to come back?" ”

"Hao Junqi!" Everyone spoke in unison.

I stood up. I noticed Qi Zhengli looking at me expressionlessly.

I found Li Zheng on the playground. He leaned against the column of the horizontal bar and wept silently. I didn't say anything, silently leaning against another pillar.

After more than two months of contact, I gradually became familiar with Li Zheng's character.

He does things with "three-minute heat", has no perseverance and perseverance, and is strong but can't endure hardship. This is the main reason why his grades have not improved. Narrow-minded and sensitive, he is extremely targeted, but his enthusiasm slightly disguises these deficiencies.

"Why don't you speak? Teacher Wang asked you to come, right? Li Zheng turned to me. He wiped away tears with the back of his hand.

"I don't know what to say. I think it's good to accompany you like this. "The November wind blows and I feel the chill of autumn.

"You must think I'm paranoid. Actually, I also know that the teacher is for my good. "Li Zheng didn't look at me, but looked up at the sky.

I don't speak.

"But I'm so impulsive, I always like to interpret the teacher's criticism as ridicule, so I can't stand it. I always misinterpret other people's kindness as malice. Do you think I'm abnormal, Hao Junqi? Li Zheng kicked the mud under his feet.

The horizontal bar used to be a lawn, and because students often played on it, the lawn was bare, and there was hardly a single grass in sight.

"Have you experienced something that most people don't experience?" I try to use neutral words to express my guesses. People who don't have special experiences are not so sensitive, especially a boy.

"My parents divorced when I was two years old, and my father was murdered when I was eight years old." After hesitating for more than ten seconds, Li Zheng spoke.

"What?"

"When my mother took me to the scene, my father was lying in a pool of blood, only to see blood gushing out of his chest and blood in his mouth. When he saw me, he wanted to smile, but he didn't even show me a smile and his head tilted and died," Li Zheng said, "I don't know, who wants to make me bear so much?" Why should I bear so much? I can't bear it, Hao Junqi, you know what, I can't bear it! ”

"But, you can't bear it anymore, don't you?" Suddenly, I felt closer to Li Zheng, "It's not who makes us bear it, but something called fate that controls us." ”

I tried my best to control my emotions, and Li Zheng's words brought back so many memories for me!

"What's wrong, Hao Junqi?" On the contrary, Li Zheng was surprised.

"It's nothing," I retracted my thoughts, "because the person standing before you has experienced more than you, worse than you." ”

"You? Do you mean you? Li Zheng's small, round eyes widened.

I nodded and told Li Zheng about the deaths of my grandfather and mother, but I just hid my father's story.

Before my story was finished, Li Zheng was already in tears. It's not a tear of sadness, it's a touch, a touch based on trust.

Another point is that my experience made Li Zheng understand that he is not the only person in the world who suffers. In this world, misfortune is everywhere.

Needless to say, the subsequent persuasion of Li Zheng was naturally very successful.

It was only in the second semester of the first year of junior high school that I realized that I had made a serious mistake on this day, and my heart-to-heart way of thinking sent a wrong message to Li Zheng......

This feeling of sympathy for each other, combined with that special encounter on the sandbank, made Li Zheng hopelessly fall in love with me.

Of course, he wasn't the first boy to write me a love letter. Before him, Ye Dingdi, who had grades comparable to me, and a boy with very short-sighted eyes had written me love letters, but I really felt that Li Zhenglai was the strongest.

Or those boys have a vague affection for me that is just the opposite sex, and there is one that this month may shift next month.

And Li Zheng is different. Maybe it's because his parents divorced when he was a child, which led to a lack of love, so he is particularly attached to me.

Actually, I felt this before he wrote me a love letter. It can be seen from the state of the class. During class, Li Zheng likes to look at me and pay attention to my every move. He would learn my movements. I have a habit of tilting my head to think, and I have the habit of listening to lectures with my left hand on my head, and I don't know when he has developed these habits.

He almost had to come to my desk between classes. And Qi Zhengli couldn't sit still, and he would leave the classroom as soon as he got out of class, which just fulfilled him.

He came with a problem. However, there were several times when I gave him an analysis, and I was reasonable, and he didn't react at all, because he stared at me and was fascinated.

Ye Dingdi and "glasses" (the nickname of the boy who was very short-sighted) had a hazy feeling for me that was stifled by Li Zheng.

These two people liked me, and I didn't feel it at all, until they wrote me a "confession letter". "Glasses" likes to joke with me, and Ye Dingdi likes to argue with me about studying.

The humor of "glasses" put me at ease, and the argument at the top of the leaf inspired me to be competitive. So I love being with them.

At this time, Li Zhengze often had a gloomy face and was very unhappy. Sometimes they ignore me for half a day or all day, but after this time, they can't be more kind to me.

The way Lee Zheng stifled their affection for me was simple – he threatened them.

Two or three months after entering Qijiatun No. 2 Middle School, Li Zheng was considered a celebrity in the class and became the most troublesome object of the head teacher. His mother became a regular guest at the homeroom teacher's invitation.

I have never met Li Zheng's mother, but through Li Zheng's account, I feel that she is a very simple-minded woman, otherwise she would not have divorced her husband when the child was only two years old. The best proof of her simple-mindedness is that as long as she comes to school once, Li Zheng will be beaten once when she comes home.

The scars on Li Zheng's forehead or the bruises on his arms were due to his mother.

Li is a very stubborn person. His mother beat him, but he never dodged, staring at his mother like he stared at Teacher Wang that time, and let his mother be violent.

So I guess that Li Zheng's mental unhealth is likely to have something to do with this.