Yanrong is a standard three-point-one-line girl, and the classroom, toilet, and cafeteria are her fixed activity places at school.

She wouldn't go anywhere without a necessary reason.

She secretly hid the sunny boy in her heart, and never mentioned it to anyone, including her friend Zhang Hongmei.

The school is so big that Yan Yan can't find the figure of the teenager.

The school is very small, so small that Yan Yan can't forget the appearance and voice of that teenager.

When Yan Rong and Zhang Hongmei went to the cafeteria to eat together, they met Xu Weize a few times.

By the time Yan Rong and Zhang Hongmei arrived at the cafeteria to stand in line, there was already a long queue for cooking.

"Tick ......"

"Tick ......"

With the continuous dripping sound of the card reader, one after another students returned from the long line with the vegetables they had grabbed.

The face is routinely looking around.

With a sound of "tick ......", Yan Rong looked at the card reader and saw Xu Weize.

It seems that because the food in the cafeteria is not to his taste, Xu Weize frowned and passed by his classmates with his face, so he didn't remember her at all.

Also, he and her weren't even nodding acquaintances.

Yan Rong half-opened his mouth and wanted to shout Xu Weize, but he didn't know what to say, so he swallowed back the "Hey ......" on his lips.

Zhang Hongmei looked strangely at Yan Rong, who was motionless and her eyes were not focused, and asked, "Hey, Yan Rong, what's wrong?" ”

"Ah, oh, I'm wondering what to eat."

Yan Rong came back to his senses and casually found a reason to explain.

Zhang Hongmei squinted at the dinner plates of the classmates who kept coming out of the front line with good dishes, carefully distinguishing which dishes were there.

"I saw that some classmates made braised pork ribs and fish ......"

Zhang Hongmei happily pulled Yan Rong's arm, undisguised her desire to eat: "Why don't we eat chicken legs, there are chicken legs today." ”

"Okay, let's eat chicken legs."

Yan Rong smiled and looked behind him, in the bustling restaurant, the young man sat in the corner by the window, looking up and talking to his companion.

"It's fun to think about eating chicken legs......"

Zhang Hongmei seemed to be about to burst into red hearts in her eyes.

"You know how to eat ......"

Zhang Hongmei pouted, "Yo, people are iron, rice is steel......"

Yan Rong took Zhang Hongmei's words, "I am hungry if I don't eat a meal." ”

The two girls happily moved to the window with the team, prepared the dishes, and Yan Rong held the dinner plate and Zhang Hongmei to find an empty seat.

Looking at the location of the windowsill again, Xu Weize is no longer there.

When I knew Xu Weize's name, it was already a long time later.

After finishing duty in the evening, Yan Rong said goodbye to Zhang Hongmei and walked on the main road of the campus with a breeze.

Zhang Hongmei walked through the south gate, and she walked through the north gate.

At this time, it was already autumn, and the leaves were covered with vegetation that could not form chlorophyll, and the whole campus was in autumn.

As she passed near the basketball court, Yan Rong stopped and looked around, and there was no figure she was expecting, she pursed her lips and continued to walk forward.

In the bicycle parking area, there were several figures standing there, and their faces raised their itchy nerves to look over there, and the distance was getting closer and closer.

The silhouette gradually became clear, it was him, wearing navy blue trousers, a black sweatshirt, and sleeves rolled up to his arms, holding on to the handlebars of his bicycle and talking to the other three teenagers.

"Aze, are you going to play billiards at night?"

A teenager in a ginger shirt asked.

"If I don't go, my grandmother will beat me with a cane."

Xu Weize looked at the young man and explained, the corners of his mouth went up, with a happy smile.

"I'm not going, it's not fun to be without you."

The other boy in white was very disappointed.

"Play for a while and leave, it shouldn't delay anything......"

"yes, that's ......"

"I really won't go, you guys go, I won't go back, the old lady's arm with a cane will be sore."

Xu Weize said as he stepped on the bicycle and supported the ground in the single room.

There was still a big smile on his face.

Yan Rong seemed to have been enchanted, and unconsciously showed a shallow smile.

"Are you really not going?"

The boy in the white shirt still didn't give up.

"No, I'm leaving, bye-bye......"

Xu Weize pressed his feet, facing the sunset, accompanied by the wind, and stopped when the bicycle was stuck at the school gate, turned around and grinned at the three teenagers, and quickly disappeared from the sight of Yan Rong.

His name is Aze......

I finally know a pronoun.

Aze.

Hello.

My name is Yan Rong.

"Then let's go too."

"Okay, I'm going to ...... today"

"Hurry up."

“……”

The three teenagers also roared past the school on bicycles.

Yan Rong twisted her gaze from outside the school gate to the west, the sunset hung in the distance, peerless and independent, and there were large white clouds floating next to her, slowly floating, like her heart, slow and passive.

Yan Rong lowered his eyes to the bus stop, at this time there were no more students on the platform, the small and old iron shed seemed lonely, Yan Rong stood under the iron shed and waited quietly for the car to come.

Although it was past the rush hour after school, there would be no fewer people stranded until the end, Yan Rong stood at the back door with his bracelet in his hand, and he didn't see the boy named Aze along the way.

When I got off the bus, the sun was setting a lot, and the blue iron sign at the bottom of the bus made a faint "click......" sound, and a small piece of iron sheet fell to the ground, dissolving with the soil in the brick crack.

Yan Rong pulled the slid bag strap back to his shoulder, crossed the road full of small businesses on both sides, stepped on the dusty corridor, opened the heavy security door, and the floor clock in the house made a dull sound of "ding-dong, ding-dong".

Reminder on the hour.

Yan Rong put down the schoolbag and first put away the dishes and chopsticks on the dining table and washed them in the kitchen, then washed the rice and cooked rice, Yan's mother came back to cook the dishes, and then waited for Yan's father to eat after work.

Yan Rong lay on the desk, holding the pen and poking the only two words written with a black carbon black pen on the scratch paper: Aze.

Yan Rong suddenly realized that she seemed to be a little precocious, and her face was immediately covered with a layer of shame, she took a deep breath, spit it out, blackened those two words with a pen, opened the book, and wrote English words.

Outside the window is the sound of birds flying by; the sound of an airplane engine constantly turning; the sound of the rubber sole constantly rubbing against the ground; the incessant sound of conversation; The sound of the wind blowing the leaves "brushing the ............

The walls of the southeast side of the entire community are covered with creepers, and in autumn and summer, it has faded into a red and green dress, leaving only the yellow and reddish branches and branches and stems that cover the walls like old tree roots.

A few stone slabs at the base of the wall were covered with green moss, and occasionally a few ants crawled over.

Yan Ronghan stood up and leaned out with his body propped up on the table, and he could faintly see the looming leaves of the creeper.

At this time, the sunset had completely set below the sea level, and Yan Rong got up and turned on the light.

There was a sound of keys hitting the iron door at the gate, and Yan's mother came back from work.

Yan Rong stood in place and looked at the closed door, and sat back in his chair.

After a burst of "Xi Xi Suosuo" and "sparse noise", the anti-theft door "rattled", that is, Father Yan came back.

"I'm back." Yan's father put the key on the cabinet in the entrance and said to Yan's mother in the kitchen.

"I'm back, wash my hands, and I'll eat later." Mother Yan was smiling in the kitchen and poked her head out with a spatula.

"Rong Rong is still in the room?" Father Yan looked at Yan Rong's room while washing his hands and asked with a smile, as if he was in a good mood.

"Well, she does it every day."

Yan's mother shoveled the last dish from the pot to the plate, brought it from the kitchen to the dining table, and shouted at the door of Yan Rong's room with her throat: "Yan Rong, come out to eat." ”

"Mom, got it." Yan Rong put down the pen in his hand, pulled out the chair, and slowly came out of the room to wash his hands.

"Dad, are you back?"

"I'm back, Rongrong went to wash his hands and eat."

"Okay."

When Yan Rong washed his hands and came out, Yan's father and Yan's mother had already sat down at the table, Yan Rong sat down, and took the bowl to serve rice from the rice bowl without saying a word.

"Child, mother, I heard Lao Li say today that we are going to be demolished."

Father Yan's face was full of joy that could not be concealed, and he looked at Mother Yan and then at Yan Rong.

"Really?"

Yan's mother was equally happy, "Thank God, I'm finally leaving this broken place." ”

Yan Rong didn't quite understand how many good changes the demolition would bring to them, but Yan's mother and Yan's father were happy, and she was also happy.

"Child's mother, demolition is a good thing, but don't dislike this place so much, it's ......"

Father Yan earnestly educated Mother Yan, because of today, so he said a few more words at the dinner table.

"What's the matter? I've had enough of this place......"

Mother Yan made no secret of her inner disgust.

"I can't communicate with you as a woman."

Father Yan shook his head, and the corners of his mouth were uncontrollable smiles.

"Can't talk to me? I know you just hate me for not giving you a son. ”

Mother Yan angrily vented her grievances in her heart for many years.

Yan Rong's mouth was pursed into a line, and he lowered his eyes and mechanically chewed the rice in his mouth.

It's hard to tell whether it's bitter or sweet.

"You...... You say you'......"

Father Yan hated that iron could not be made of steel, stared at Mother Yan again, and looked at the face without the slightest negative emotion on the side, and ate with vegetables.

"What's wrong with me? I don't know what's going on in your mind yet? ”

Not to be outdone, Mother Yan glared back at Father Yan, humming in her mouth.

"Enough, can you still eat it?" Father Yan threw his chopsticks on the table and asked angrily.

Yan's mother was startled and silenced.

Then there was a deathly silence, except for the sound of the grandfather clock turning "tick, tick.......

"Dad, Mom, I'll go back to my room to read after eating."

Yan Rong finished eating silently, waited for the bowl to be empty, stood up and said.

"Okay, let's go."

Father Yan nodded at Yan Rong.

Yan Rong returned to the room, closed the door, the room was dark, she looked at the light outside the window, turned on the light, sat on the chair, and opened the book.

But he couldn't concentrate at all, and his mind was full of Yan's mother's words today.

Suddenly feeling a sour nose, Yan Rong leaned on the desk, tears rolling down from his eyes and smashing down his arms.