The twilight bell was struck by the monks of the temple, and the red dust flew up one after another, dying the intense yellow of dusk.

"We'll meet again, won't we?"

"When you're no longer you."

"But when I'm no longer me, do I still know you?"

"If you don't know, forget it."

……

Zhou Wen graduated from high school, and no one knew where he went that summer, and sometimes even he didn't know if the so-called "ceremony" actually existed. It's just that he still thinks of the girl who broke into his world in the heavy rain that has bloomed for a long time, and he laughs when he thinks about it, and he doesn't do anything other than laugh when he thinks about her.

At the casual dinner, Zhou Wen drank a lot of wine in the corner alone.

"Zhou Wen'er, today's wind is beautiful and the weather is very good, do you want to chant another poem for our class to help the fun?" The Chinese teacher was rarely dressed up in a fancy way, holding Zhou Wen in his arms like a hen holding a chicken, but Zhou Wen was not a small boss after all, and his face was so hot in the arms of the Chinese teacher that he could cook several pots of yellow stewed chicken.

"Teacher, it's night, besides, we're having a casual meal right now, isn't it appropriate for this occasion?" Zhou Wen said helplessly,

"Oh, yes, our language is still divided into day and night, literature has no borders, and there is no difference between time and space, you see, aren't we still studying the Book of Songs? This "Book of Songs" has been studied for thousands of years, you see, the so-called "Book of Songs" is the pre-Qin ...... "The Chinese teacher talked about literature and couldn't help it, and after saying this and that, Zhou Wen also listened patiently on the side, as if listening to his confidant playing and singing "Mountains and Flowing Water", and as if listening to the sound of memories exploding in his mind, it was in his ears.

Zhou Wen watched the classmates and teachers around him toasting each other, some were eating hot pot, some were drinking, some were taking group photos, and some were crying. At first, only two or three women were quietly wiping their tears, but it seemed that tears were contagious, and as a result, most of the students in the class cried to death, and several of the older men in the class even cried more than the girls.

yes, graduation.

Zhou Wen looked at the Chinese teacher in front of him and fell asleep as he spoke, I don't know if she was drunk or really sleepy, when Zhou Wen helped her to the side and lay down, he saw the tears in the corners of her eyes, like the traces left by a snail crawling over the green leaves, shining like diamonds in the light.

In the poetry of life, the chapter of parting seems to precipitate the heaviest color.

You have gone through a lot of hardships to finally find yourself, but when you find it, you are slowly starting to say goodbye to yourself.

Zhou Wenzhi didn't feel sad, because his past self seemed to be full of sin, soaked in a high concentration of sadness, and the despair extracted was very dazzling in the early morning sunlight.

Zhou Wen just kept drinking at the casual meal, drank a lot of wine, went to the toilet a few times, and every time he went to the toilet, he found a few buddies holding the toilet and drinking and vomiting, Zhou Wen actually really wanted to know what it was like for these drunk buddies to look at themselves holding a toilet when they were sober.

Where to wake up tonight, the willow bank, the wind and the waning moon.

Zhou Wen was also drunk later, and he seemed to be talking to another drunk girl in the class.

"I like you so much, you know? I dream of you every night, of you snorting with me, and then you put your hand on my back and wander around......" The girl seemed to recognize Zhou Wen as her favorite object, and spoke the standard driving language practiced by the old driver like an old driver.

"I miss you so much, I want to be with you again, I want to hold your little hand again, and I just want to be with you in the night when the stars are shining in the sky." Zhou Wen also seemed to see the other party as Cai Jie, and said a lot of ambiguous words

The two of them were like psychopaths, one of them was saying something horrific, and although neither of them was on the same channel, both of them had similar frequencies.

"Zhou Wen'er, master, I'm going to open a room tonight, you lied to the aunt in charge of the dormitory, saying that my mother came over and took me away!" Yang Nan pulled his throat like a little rooster and yelled blindly for a while, and then continued to dress up, making the whole dormitory fragrant and dark.

"Yangnan, take it easy, Ming'er has to carry her luggage home!" Zhou Wen didn't look back, and continued to stare at the pigeon loft in the residential building.

"Why don't you come on a date with a beautiful young lady? Relax for a while! Yang Nan said as he sprayed perfume on the top of his head, then turned around three or four times in place, adsorbed the aroma molecules to his body, and then snapped his fingers, "Master is out, knock knock!" He staggered out the door.

"Go ahead! Later, your female ticket will see that you are going to zhuǎ (Chongqing dialect, kick meaning) you little fart. Zhou Wen looked at Yangnan's playful mandarin ducks helplessly.

"Gotcha!" After Yang Nan finished speaking, he ran wildly.

Zhou Wen was still staring at the pigeon loft of the residential building next to him in the night, he could hear the pigeon's nose fluttering, and the undulating breath at that time seemed to be the most touching pulse in the whole world.

He recalled the night when he and Cai Jie were fingers linked on this campus, and he felt that kind of longing came like a tide again.

Where are you, the one I love?

Do you know how long memories remain in the human brain?

There's an area in my cerebral cortex that makes my whole brain explode like an electric spark whenever I think of you.

It doesn't take time to test that I love you, because brain cells will live tenaciously throughout a person's life, and all the memories about you will live even more tenaciously in my brain cells.

The night grew thicker and thicker, as if it were a viscous liquid, and there was a feeling of heaviness in the air that I reached out to touch.

Zhou Wen didn't say anything, and then silently packed his luggage alone, he was going to move a big bag of high school books to his relatives tomorrow, and then go to that uncle's place to play for a while before he was ready to go home.

Although it is now a huge bedroom, all those who open the black are black, and those who open the room are all open. Maybe that's the norm for graduation, and it's not bad.

"Hey, Zhou Wen, there's a girl waiting for you under the plane tree under the dormitory building!" A buddy smoked a cigarette and went back to his room.

"Girl, who?" Zhou Wen thought to himself.

He stopped what he was doing and walked down the dormitory building inexplicably.

As soon as Zhou Wen walked out of the dormitory building, he was so frightened that all his souls flew out of the Nine Heavens Cloud. It turned out to be Xiaofu!

"Xiaofu! How are you! Zhou Wen was so shocked that his eyes were about to bulge.

"Hey, why can't it be me?" Xiaofu replied playfully, and then patted Zhou Wen's shoulder and laughed.

"You're not ......"

"Are you back? Alas! Hold back and ask, let's go out for a walk! Xiaofu interrupted Zhou Wen's words, and patted Zhou Wen's shoulder and walked towards the playground.

Zhou Wen has read a story about a girl who was killed, and her father froze her with ice, until one day, when a drunken man opened the freezer and found a piece of steaming ice, when he looked closely, it turned out to be a peerless beauty with red hair, that kind of ice is clear and jade, that kind of fireworks that do not eat the world, maybe only fairies have beauty.

And now Xiaofu in Zhou Wen's eyes is the fairy in the hot ice.

"Zhou Wen, do you miss me?" Xiaofu is like a summer lily, beautiful and kind, but so approachable.

"Don't I want you? I miss you every night to do spring dreams! Zhou Wen hasn't shown this ruffian temperament with a dead face for a long time, but Xiaofu is not surprised, after all, in Xiaofu's cognition, her Zhou Wen has always been like this.

"Ouch, hey, this is a little girl. Little girl, I don't have enough skills, and I ask my brother to find another job! Xiaofu bowed and replied to Zhou Wen.

Zhou Wen was not embarrassed, and said with a wicked smile: "Hey, why didn't I understand?" You,,, Xiaofu, where are you not here? He also picked his head by the way, pretending to be full of doubts.

"I'll go! Zhou Wen'er, you really haven't changed at all! You're a hooligan! Xiaofu pinched Zhou Wen's ears as she spoke, and the two fought in the moonlit playground.

Xiaofu traveled across the ocean to see Zhou Wen to attend the graduation ceremony that did not belong to her.

Zhou Wen almost thought that his high school was going to end in such a sad end, but Xiaofu's arrival left a brilliant mark on the three years of high school.

Zhou Wen and Xiaofu lay on the plastic playground, looking at the psychedelic night above their heads like Van Gogh's "Starry Night".

"Zhou Wen, where are you going to fill in the volunteer after graduation? Do you want to go abroad with me? Xiaofu said lightly.

"Oh my, I'm still ready to contribute to the motherland! We! The soldier ......" Zhou Wen sang as he spoke.

"Stop! You're going to military school? Xiaofu stood up with her hands on the ground and said in surprise.

"Clams? No, no, no, I'll just sing it! Zhou Wen said awkwardly.

After hearing this, Xiaofu pinched Zhou Wen's neck, and Zhou Wen shouted on the spot, "Murder your husband!" Murder your husband! The two of them could not speak for more than three sentences, and then they started fighting again.

After graduating from high school, Flor still has to study abroad, most likely to go to Alberta University in Canada, and she says she wants to make an "alpha dog" as well. After Zhou Wen heard what she said, his eyes widened again.

When Xiaofu heard Zhou Wen say that he wanted to study economics, Xiaofu was not surprised, but she felt that the domestic economics did not seem to be good. After Zhou Wen finished speaking, he didn't admire Xiaofu at all, and then Zhou Wen said that he might also learn Chinese studies, which made Xiaofu's eyes widen in surprise.

"What! You learn Chinese culture, let your fucking bullshit! Xiaofu angrily burst into foul language.

When Zhou Wen heard Xiaofu's swearing, he was speechless for a while, and he didn't know how to say it.

Xiaofu also realized that she had exploded, and scratched her head in embarrassment, like a little girl who had made a mistake.

"Oh, just kidding, how could I go to study that kind of Chinese culture that has no future and no money? I'm such a handsome person, either study economics or become a lactation promoter! Zhou Wen said jokingly with a smile.

Xiaofu was also amused by Zhou Wen's joke, and the two looked at the starry sky very happily.

Zhou Wen, you are the person I have always liked, you have to live well all the time, no matter life, no matter work, I know your personality, so I don't want you to be just a poor scholar in the future.

Xiaofu, I'm glad that you have always guarded me, never abandoned me, no matter time, no matter space, I understand your affection, so I don't want you to shed tears for me.

Zhou Wen said goodbye to Xiaofu and said goodbye to his three years of high school. In the past three years, everything has gone far as if in a flick of a finger.

When he left, the person he liked was already gone when he left.

Time is like an ember that has just burned, accidentally blown by the wind, and then it is gone.

Zhou Wen knew that a new era was about to begin, and at that time, all species would grow explosively, leaving a brilliant future.