When I was in the third year of junior high school, the sky was very blue, the wind was very light, and the skirts of the girls walking on the basketball court were beautiful. There was no smoky makeup, no contact lenses, no false eyelashes. The girl she likes only has the simplest ponytail, light blue jeans, and the brightest smile when she eats sugar gourds on the way home from school. Later, Shu Huai recalled that Ji Qingluo in his memory would always be like this. Ji Qingluo was a newly transferred tablemate from the head teacher when Shu Huai was promoted to the third year of junior high school, and in the past two years, he didn't know that there was such a person in his class. After being at the same table, I found out that Ji Qingluo was actually on the same road as him, but his house was a little closer than hers, and she had to pass by his house when she went home. It turned out that her student number was No. 3 and his's was No. 33, and it turned out that they both liked corn-flavored gummies. 

Ji Qingluo is not one of the beautiful girls in the class, except for her clear and bright eyes, her appearance can only be regarded as delicate. The girls in the class began to wear skirts in the summer, began to draw eyebrows, pierced their ears, cut their bangs, and even tied a pink bow on the back of their heads, which caused the boys in the class to be collectively restless, Ji Qingluo was always a loose ponytail, revealing a smooth forehead, a loose coat, loose jeans, and canvas shoes that have not changed for thousands of years. The only difference is that when other people collectively have pimples, her face is always so white that people are jealous, and Shu Huai can't find a single pimple. He made fun of her, saying that she was not developing normally and was not in puberty. At this time, Ji Qingluo would always glance lightly at his chin that had just finished shaving, and then look down and continue to look at the new issue of Egger. Shu Huai was bored with himself, so he slept on the table, deliberately turning over and over, making the stool creak, disturbing Ji Qingluo's peace, and staring at him fiercely with a pair of bright eyes across his head, he raised his head and smiled proudly at her. 

Shu Huai always thought that Ji Qingluo liked him. 

When she was called to the podium by the physics teacher to give a lecture but couldn't, and then called him up for help. 

When he stuck the golden pheasant feathers he got from hunting pheasants in the mountains in a small bamboo tube and took them to the school to give to her, she accepted them with a smile.



During the class field spring outing, she tasted a dish he fried himself, and then jumped to her feet and kept saying that it was delicious. 

When he stood behind her and bowed his head to give her a lecture, his right hand around her shoulder holding a pen to make a draft on paper, he saw that her earlobes were red and hot.

When she hears her friend whisper to him that she mentions him a lot in her dorm and writes about him in her diary. 

When she sat on his motorcycle and was curled behind his back by the cold wind, her hands did not dare to wrap around his waist, but she gently rested her head on his back.



Even when Shu Huai had a bad stomach and struggled in the toilet for half an hour, when he came out, he saw Ji Qingluo pulling his friend on the lawn outside the toilet and watching the time to make fun of him for "really squatting". 

Shu Huai thought that she must like him.



Ji Qingluo really likes Shu Huai. 

At noon, he had just finished playing basketball and entered the classroom and threw all the sweat beads from his hair on her face. 

In the morning, because she was too crowded, she couldn't buy it, so Shu Huai helped her buy it out and handed it to her with a smile because she was too crowded. 

When he messed up her already unneatly combed ponytail. 

When he made a bet with her to see who would read the last book in the classroom at night, and in the end she had no choice but to step out of the classroom door first, but she was still locked out by the dormitory manager and went to sleep with her classmates who were sleeping outside. 

In the cold of winter, when she smashed the first snowball at him in the crowd after class. 

When she broke her knee and limped home after running 800 meters, Shu Huai proudly parked the motorcycle beside her.

Even when she was called up by her physics teacher to answer a question, he quietly moved her stool away as she sat down, causing her head to hit a large bag on the corner of the table in the back row. 

Ji Qingluo knows that she likes Shu Huai.



It's just that because of the brilliant youth at that time, they were stingy to abandon youth and pride. They always feel that they are too young now, and if they wait, when they reach high school and college, they may be able to speak up, and they may be more mature. Later, Shu Huai always thought that if he had taken so many steps at the beginning, he would not have waited for her step in the end. And Ji Qingluo, running under the scorching sun, all the throbbing when she was young turned into the sweat of that day, flowing out of her body, and the wind and clouds were unheard from then on. 

After the high school entrance examination, when he filled in the volunteers, Shu Huai's score was more than 30 points higher than Ji Qingluo's. That day, Shu Huai looked at Ji Qingluo, who was standing opposite on the balcony and volunteering, and wanted to ask her where she wanted to fill in, but in public, he was afraid that others would see that he liked her, although he felt that everyone could see that he liked her. So he deliberately raised his voice and said to his buddies next to him that he wanted to, and the only one he wanted was a high school in the city. Ji Qingluo, who had been carrying a pen on the other side and pretending to be thinking about where to fill in, but was actually paying careful attention to Shu Huai's movements, missed a beat in her heart, and then filled in the school exactly like him without hesitation. When submitting the volunteer, the head teacher carefully analyzed with Ji Qingluo, with her scores, if the high school in the city finally lowered her score and did not drop to her score line, then she could only choose to pay money to buy all the poor scores before she could go to school, otherwise she could only go to the county high school. Let her think about it, Ji Qingluo thought at that time, maybe she could run into it if she gambled. 

That night, Ji Qingluo played out with her best friends and didn't go home, everyone thought that they might not be able to get together from now on. That night, Shu Huai and his friends went to his house, and they each said goodbye to their friends. At about four o'clock in the morning, Ji Qingluo sat on the top of the mountain in the cool breeze at night, holding the mobile phone borrowed from a friend, full of sweat. In the end, she drank the first beer in her life, and had the courage to send the text message that had been edited long ago, and even considered which punctuation mark to use at the end, and sent the number that she knew by heart at a glance from the list of personnel information when the head teacher assigned a hostel accommodation in the days when she went to the foreign high school entrance examination.



However, Ji Qingluo waited until it was already dawn and her friends had to go home separately, and the mobile phone that she had been holding on to her phone did not vibrate. She walked home alone under the scorching sun, on the road opposite Shu Huai's house, Ji Qingluo stared at his house motionless and stood for more than an hour, until the proprietress of a small store next to her couldn't stand it and asked her if she wanted to go in and sit for a while. Ji Qingluo just left her schoolbag at the proprietress house, and ran back to the street along the road against the sun. Ji Qingluo thought, maybe Shu Huai had already ridden to the street just now, just because she had walked a small road and just missed it. 

Ji Qingluo blushed and searched all the streets and alleys, searched the school, and even ran into the Internet café and billiard room that Shu Huai might go to, but there was no shadow of him. When she returned to Shu Huai's house again, Ji Qingluo plucked up the courage to ask a neighbor next to his house if Shu Huai was at home. The neighbor's aunt said to Ji Qingluo that she didn't know too much, but she could take Ji Qingluo to his house to find him, Ji Qingluo shook her head and said lightly No need, thanked her, and stepped on the way home without looking back. 

When Ji Qingluo walked into the house with swollen eyes, she was faced with a scolding from her father, which was the first time she didn't go to class but didn't return home at night when she was a child. After his father calmed down, Ji Qingluo told him about volunteering, his father sat on the sofa and lowered his head to take a sip of the cigarette in his hand, looked up and said to Ji Qingluo that it was okay, it was good to be able to go to the city. That night, Ji Qingluo lay on the bed and quietly looked at the 40 vertical imprints she drew with a pencil on the wall. It was the last time she returned home from winter vacation, she wrote down, the 40 small sticks painted on the wall represent the 40 days of winter vacation, every day before going to bed, Ji Qingluo would use a pencil to scribble off one, she thought, the day when she left school to see Shu Huai was close to another day. Looking at it, Ji Qingluo suddenly used a knife to scrape the piece of powder on the white wall clean. When she woke up the next day, she took her father's cell phone and called a cousin who was a teacher at the school, asking him to change her wish to the high school in the county on the school computer. When the summer vacation was almost over, my father accompanied Ji Qingluo to the high school to pay the tuition and register, but it was about ten days before the official start of school, and they went back home. 

The next day, when Ji Qingluo was cooking lunch at home, she received a call from the junior high school head teacher on her father's mobile phone. The high school in the city has lowered its score, and Ji Qingluo has reached the score line and can go. After being silent for a while, Ji Qingluo lightly told the head teacher that she had already registered for the high school in the county. After ending the call, Ji Qingluo silently looked at the dishes on the cutting board, cutting and cutting, and there was a bright red on the cutting board, but in Ji Qingluo's sight, the red looked like she didn't know why, it was vague. 

Shu Huai woke up on the sofa at noon that day, drank with his friends until the early hours of the morning, and fell asleep. He frowned and pinched his head that was about to crack, charged the mobile phone that he didn't know when to turn off, and saw a text message from an unknown number, "I'm waiting for you at the foot of this hill next to the street, if you come, I want to take a car home with you." ”。 He called, it was Ji Qingluo's friend, and said that Ji Qingluo borrowed her mobile phone last night, but he didn't know that she had sent him a text message. Shu Huai looked up at the noon sun, took the motorcycle key and rushed out of the house. It's just that when he hurried to the street, he didn't see Ji Qingluo walking slowly on a small dirt road under the highway with his head down. When he was lying on the top of the mountain where Ji Qingluo had sat last night, he didn't know that Ji Qingluo was looking for him all over the street. It wasn't until he got the notice from the city that he heard that Ji Qingluo seemed to have also gotten the notice, and he was in a different school. The only thing he was sure of was that Ji Qingluo liked him, and she waited for him to send her home. 

In the three years of high school, Shu Huai collected all the ways to get close to Ji Qingluo. He applied for one trumpet after another, pretending to be a stranger and chatting with Ji Qingluo's QQ, adding her roommates to understand her current situation. He used his roommate's mobile phone to make harassing calls, and after being blocked, he changed to another one, and he was happy to do it over and over again in the disgusting eyes of his roommate. Knowing that Ji Qingluo was in constant contact with the junior high school physics teacher, he even cheekily asked the teacher to help him be a matchmaker, but what the damn physics teacher said to Ji Qingluo was to let her study hard at this age, and he would help her find a better one in the future, I heard that Ji Qingluo actually responded with a smile. 

On Ji Qingluo's 17th birthday, Shu Huai took a car to her county town and gathered all her junior high school classmates from the same school as her to celebrate her birthday. It's just that a group of their junior high school classmates got drunk and talked about the old days until dawn, and Ji Qingluo didn't show up. Later, he heard a friend from the same school as Ji Qingluo say on the phone that Ji Qingluo didn't tie a ponytail anymore, she put her long hair on her shoulders and cut her bangs, she would wear a sky blue dress in a hot town, and the two junior high school girlfriends in the same school were eating sugar gourds and shaved ice in the square of the small town, and occasionally a boy in a school uniform would come forward to laugh and talk, or borrow her mobile phone to make a call. Shu Huai thought that all the good things were happening to Ji Qingluo, but he couldn't see it. 

The days slowly flickered to the third year of high school. On a weekend not long after the Qingming Festival, Shu Huai came to Ji Qingluo's town again, and when Ji Qingluo agreed to come out to see him, he was jumping and roaring on the streets of the town, and the people around him thought he was crazy, but he didn't mind, because his Ji Qingluo was coming to see him. But Shu Huai didn't expect that there was a boy named Hang Zheng who came with Ji Qingluo. 

When an uncle with an abnormal mind smiled stupidly and leaned towards Ji Qingluo while shopping, Hang Zheng would circle Ji Qingluo behind him. They were friendly enough to host a well-known snack bar in the town to entertain him, a guest from afar. In the snack bar called Daohua Village, Shu Huai sat opposite Ji Qingluo and Hang Zheng and ate a lot of things, he didn't know what it tasted like, he only felt that the crispy, soft and steaming xiaolongbao was too small, he could eat one in one bite, and why did the sweet and sour artichoke put so much vinegar, just like the cherries that had just been listed on both sides of the street and were not yet fully ripe, so sour and sour. 

Shu Huai clearly remembered that Ji Qingluo was wearing a pair of seven-point blue jeans that day, with a white loose T-shirt on her upper body, and her thin shoulders exposed her sexy collarbones. As my friend said, the hair was draped over the shoulders, and the whole person looked bright and incomprehensible. When the originally calm eyes under the neat bangs looked at the angular Hang Zheng beside him, it was exactly the same as when he sat next to the basketball court and looked at him. The only difference is that when I looked at him back then, my eyes were ignorant, green, and a throbbing that wanted to cover up. And now, when the girl looked at Hang Zheng's eyes, there was a touch of firmness. At that moment, Shu Huai completely understood that Ji Qingluo did not respond to him in the past three years, and even said that she didn't like him, not because of the original misses, those lateness, and those pride. It's that she really, really doesn't like him anymore. 

When saying goodbye, Shu Huai stood on the corner of the street and watched the backs of Ji Qingluo and Hang Zheng leaving, sometimes blurry, sometimes clear, and shaky. He always felt that the picture was very similar to the way he walked home with her in junior high school, and Xu Yuteng sang "Where love has come, there is a vague ...... of yesterday's fragrance" in a store selling clothes next to him, this song "Angel Wings" was copied to her in Ji Qingluo's lyrics book back then, but now it is no longer the era of popular lyrics, and he will no longer be her angel.

The first love in those years was a flower that was fragrant when it bloomed and bitter when it was grateful, but it never bore fruit. It blooms in the heart, wraps around the eyebrows, and just can't be by your side. Because the mountains can be flattened and the sea can be filled, but love is irreversible. All the likes in this world, except for the joy of the two loves, are all sad and unsuccessful. 

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