On the day of school, the sky was groggy and lifeless. The gloomy world is cold, as if the campus is covered by a drowsy gauze tent.

Zhou Wen returned to school from home and went to class quietly for a few days.

But on that day, Zhou Wen's life was completely turned upside down.

I remember that day, Zhou Wen returned to the dormitory from the cafeteria as always, walked in the white light blocked by the small leaf banyan, and looked at the youth of the young teenagers waving on the football field in the distance, Zhou Wen lowered his head and walked into the dormitory building.

"Zhou Wen'er! Lately, you've been looking so dying, what's wrong? ”

Yang Nan patted Zhou Wen's shoulder from behind, hugging Zhou Wen like a daughter-in-law.

"Hey, pretend to be a melancholy prince."

Zhou Wen said heartlessly, and sighed helplessly in his heart.

"By the way, let me tell you, there is a girl in class 4 ......"

Yang Nan said hotly on the side, and his voice was full of emotion, and his two pairs of eyes were almost popping out. But Zhou Wen is still immersed in his fuchsia world of pathos.

When the two opened the bedroom door, they heard Sun Shuang say: "Zhou Wen, your mobile phone has been ringing for a long time, and I didn't dare to answer it, it seems that your mother called."

Zhou Wen hurriedly called back, and within a few seconds, his mother answered the phone. The next words let all Zhou Wen's happiness be killed by sadness.

"Zhou Wen, Shunzi...... Junko he drank pesticides and died..... As his best friend in the world, you might as well come back and have a look......"

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Wen hung up, he rushed out of the dormitory like crazy, and then asked the teacher for leave with a sluggish expression and got on the bus home.

In the car, Zhou Wen kept his eyes closed, but tears kept pouring out of the corners of his eyes. Sometimes my throat seems to be pinched, and I whimper and find it difficult to breathe.

Zhou Wen fell asleep like this, and in his dream, he seemed to still see Junko's happy smile at him in the summer lotus pond, and he seemed to see Junko saying goodbye to him on the streets dyed red by the sunset, as if he was going on a long trip.

arrived at the station, Zhou Wen ran to Junzi's house like crazy.

The front of the door is plastered with miserable white couplets, the sound of gongs and drums seems to announce the departure of a person's soul, and the heart-rending cries come and go.

Zhou Wen's eyes were red and swollen, and he forcibly walked into the door.

In front of Junko's last photo, Junko's last photo is still smiling and two blood-red candles, in front of which Junko's mother is screaming and crying, and Junko's father is helping to take care of the guests and Junko's funeral, but from time to time he is wiping his tears.

Lying in the black coffin was the former best friend, Zhou Wen's tears flowed wildly, and then knelt in front of Junzi's spiritual seat in grief.

At that time, Zhou Wen had in his mind the elegy that he never wanted to hear again in his life, the sound of gongs and drums that he never wanted to hear again in his life, the lion dance that he never wanted to see again in his life, and the sadness that he never wanted to experience again in his life.

Zhou Wen knelt from dusk to midnight, and many people pulled him up to eat something, but he didn't do it.

In this way, he reminisced to his brother bits and pieces of the past, sometimes laughing, sometimes crying. Later, Zhou Wen began to scold.

"Junko! Why can't you think about it like that! Why are you so cowardly! You used to be cowardly in anything, but now how can you still be like this! Why don't you want to think about your mom and dad! Why don't you want to think about me as a good friend! Junko, why are you so stupid! ”

Zhou Wen cried again as he spoke. In the early hours of tomorrow morning, Shunzi will be buried, so this night, Zhou Wen did not rest, not only because he had to sit at night (a local tradition in Chongqing that the first night of burial after death, the relatives who saw off him could not sleep, and he had to keep vigil for the deceased, all night. Because it is a sitting vigil, it is called sitting night), and it is even more because of the friendship between Zhou Wen and Shunzi that is deeper than family affection.

Zhou Wen kept burning paper money for the dead Shunzi, and kept talking about how Shunzi must be rich and become a big tyrant in the next life, Zhou Wen's eyes were swollen from crying.

The paper ashes were flying in the wind, and the charcoal red that was still burning was warmed by the residual heat, and the mage was spinning around Junzi's coffin, and the sound of gongs and drums in his ears became the lingering sound of death in Zhou Wen's life.

Junko in the posthumous photo is still smiling so calmly, as if everything outside has nothing to do with him. And in front of Junzi's eyes, there is a confused Zhou Wen who is crying in great grief.

The sound of firecrackers from the coffin came, and Zhou Wen followed the send-off team sluggishly. The group was dressed in white, and in front of them was a coffin carried by eight people.

I remember that in the early morning of that day, it was snowing, and a little snowflakes fluttered one after another, falling on Zhou Wen's hair, and melted after a while.

Zhou Wen seemed to have only a black and white world in his eyes at that time, and all he could see was sadness.

This is the death of youth, the boy exchanged the death of youth for his detachment, but left a whole sad sky for endless pain for those who are still alive.

Zhou Wen watched as the yellow clods of dirt were scattered on Junko's coffin, making a dull sound. Maybe the tears were all over at this time, Zhou Wen just quietly watched Junzi's coffin gradually be buried and gradually disappear into the loess.

"Junko, be a brother again in the next life!"

Zhou Wen left, he walked all the way forward when he left, and he didn't look back all the way, he didn't want Shunzi to think that he was reluctant, and then let Shunzi still stay in this miserable world.

But Zhou Wen shed a tear when he took a step, and sobbed when he took a step.

A raven hovered in the sky, its hoarse throat emitting a hoarse scream.

When I returned home, I was empty, and I fell asleep in bed. In the dream, he seemed to have returned to his childhood, catching fish and shrimp and moving crabs with Junko, and stealing bayberry from trees and ditches. He smiled, the purest, happiest and sweetest smile on his lips.

was woken up by a knock on the door, "Zhou Wen, Junzi just came over, saying that it was a letter from Junzi to you!" Zhou Wen's mother shouted.

"Oh! Here it comes! ”

When he opened the letter, Zhou Wen saw the handwriting of Shunzi, who he had disliked before:

Zhou Wen, I believe that when you read this letter, I was already asleep forever. I know you must be very sad now, don't blame me, I have a last resort. I admit that it was indeed wrong to mix in society in order to make more money, but I really want to make a lot of money soon and come back to build my hometown! Hey, I didn't expect it to end up like this. I really don't have any big wishes in my life, I just hope to be filial to my parents, make a lot of money to build my hometown, and then take care of you, a brother who is always not reassuring. But now that I'm like this, it's all over. Zhou Wen, promise me that you will help me realize my wish, okay? From childhood to adulthood, you are the smartest, and I believe that you will be able to do a great career in the future! Don't be sad, really, otherwise I wouldn't be a ghost and wouldn't be at ease with you! In the next life, I will be a good brother again!!

(Straight)

After reading this letter, Zhou Wen completely broke out and cried loudly, and the grief that had accumulated in Zhou Wen's heart was vented at once, and after crying, it was really comfortable, although a faint sadness still surrounded Zhou Wen.

The next day, Zhou Wen went to school. When Zhou Wen left, he looked at the collapsed wall next to Shunzi's grave and looked at the sky of Lotus Town above his head, which was gray.

Sitting on the bus, Zhou Wen felt as if a heavy snow had accumulated on the clouds, but he didn't know when it would fall, maybe it would be today, maybe tomorrow, but it might not fall.

Zhou Wen, he told himself that he couldn't be sad after washing, he wanted Shunzi to leave with peace of mind, and don't worry about his brother anymore. Also, the dream in Zhou Wen's heart seemed to swell all of a sudden.

If that uncle five years ago gave him a seed of a dream, and Junko's affair allowed this seed to germinate and begin to grow strongly.

Promise to brothers, even if the sword mountain and the sea of fire are at the ends of the world, they must go to the soup and fire to achieve the indomitable realization, which is the promise of life and death, heaven and earth.

Back at school, Zhou Wen seemed to be a different person, he was very serious about studying, and Zhou Wen studied harder and studied harder.

Xiaofu and Yang Nan felt that Zhou Wen had been replaced by someone, and he was like two people who were arrogant before he rebelled before.

Every night, Zhou Wen will be in the dim playground, a person will say something into the air, people who don't know think they have seen a ghost, and only Zhou Wen knows, he believes that Shunzi has not left at ease, he wants to tell Shunzi that he is doing well, Zhou Wen hopes that Shunzi must live well in the next life.

Perhaps, the heroic dream of a world-class martial arts master that he promised when he was a child cannot be realized, but it can be easily realized when he is accompanied for a lifetime. 'Cause you are always in my heart.

Zhou Wen began to gradually transform from young and frivolous to stable and mature, because he still had two people's dreams to be realized.

Cai Jie found Zhou Wen strange since Zhou Wen disappeared for two days, he never smiled at her anymore, and he never had any communication with her again.

A few more times, Cai Jie saw Zhou Wen and the girl who saw him off at the station happily playing badminton together in physical education class, Cai Jie didn't know why, and her heart was always bitter and hard to say.

However, there is still a man by Cai Jie's side, but she has no feelings for him.

The sunlight began to sweep the world, exuding a trace of cool heat, through the complex veins of the small leaf banyan leaves, wrapped in the breath of youth, making every dream-chasing teenager intoxicated.

There are still girls who love food and frantically rush to the cafeteria to grab food after class, and there are still girls watching their beloved boys shoot handsomely on the edge of the basketball court.

Zhou Wen is still doing his homework in the classroom, it has been more than ten minutes since class, and it is estimated that there is only leftover food when he goes to the cafeteria for lunch, but this is the life he wants.

Walking downstairs, Zhou Wen walked silently to the football field and the crowd of people coming and going in the distance.

The osmanthus flowers emitted a pleasant cold fragrance on Zhou Wen's head, the plane trees scattered dappled sunlight, and the small-leaved banyan trees blocked the bright black road.

Zhou Wen stroked the position of his heart, in that three-inch heaven, there were people he needed to protect all his life. The beating rhythm of his heart gave Zhou Wen the most comfortable and down-to-earth feeling.

And he didn't know that in the distance where he was standing, a girl with tears in her eyes was staring at him blankly.

If life is only as first seen, how can it be like a sad fan of the autumn wind.

Zhou Wen, if you and I can get to know each other again as we first met, I, Yang Caijie, am willing to leave my entire paradise to you.

Two backs, disappearing and then two opposite directions.

Falling leaves are flying all over the sky, bidding farewell to the youth of that year.