Dongyi, Chu State, Qingyang Village, beside the stream, under the willow tree

"I'm not happy because, I don't know if the person I like also likes me, if he really likes me, I will definitely be happy......," the girl said, looking at Sijun involuntarily.

In an instant, Sijun's originally somewhat indifferent gaze inadvertently met the girl's gaze. Sijun was stunned, and then looked away.

The simple and beautiful girl pouted, leaned back slowly, and looked at the dark red sky with her eyes.

Sijun still kept his head down, and neither of them spoke.

After a long silence, the girl turned her head to look at Sijun's thin back. Somehow, she sat up suddenly, raised her hand and tore a note on Sijun's back, frowning and shouting, "Who did this?

Sijun took the note suspiciously, only to see that it was scribbled with "Sijun Sijun and don't wipe his belly"

"Hmph!" Si Jun snorted coldly, clenching the note into a ball with his clenched right hand. After a moment of silence, Sijun sighed and threw the paper ball into the river.

"Alas, alas, alas" The girl saw the note flowing downstream, and she couldn't pick it up, and then said, "Brother Sijun, why did you throw it away, if you compare the font, you should be able to find out who did it, don't you want to be angry? I think it must have been your students who did it......"

"It's just ignorant children, so why bother with them," Sijun shook his head and said.

It was only at this moment that Si Jun understood why Zhixue suddenly patted him on the shoulder when he was about to say goodbye to the prisoner, and he also knew why those people who had seen him along the way would laugh and whisper in a low voice. He naturally knew who wrote the note, and it was because he knew who wrote it that he threw it away, because he couldn't do anything.

Seeing Sijun's face of loss, the girl patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "Brother Sijun will still be unhappy because of this kind .....of thing?"

Sijun couldn't help laughing, glanced down at the girl, and said softly, "They are just joking for a while, how can I be angry with them." It's just, that, it's been so many years since that incident, why do these students still keep mentioning it, alas~"

More than ten years ago, Sijun was still a naughty student, one day he caught a cold, his stomach was churning, and he wanted to get up and ask his husband for leave and go to the toilet. But when one got up, he didn't catch it, and with a "poof", the things in his stomach gushed out, causing the entire school to laugh. Since then, other classmates have mocked him with 'Sijun Sijun and doesn't wipe his belly'.

Now, the troubles of the year have been mentioned by Zhixue again, and Sijun is very resentful in his heart.

"Why did I encounter that kind of thing when I was a child, and why do I always think about it and never forget it?"

The girl moved her buttocks, sat closer to Si Jun, raised her head slightly, stared at Si Jun's angular face, and slowly said, "What is this? Who didn't do anything bad when he was a child, don't pay too much attention to it, I, like you, have had this experience." ”

"What's the matter, have you ever had that kind of mess?" Sijun asked in surprise when he heard this.

The girl patted Sijun's shoulder again, her expression was very heavy, "I will always think of the bad things you did, and I will never forget it." The girl said and smiled playfully at Sijun.

"You, you're actually teasing me......" Sijun said, raising his hand to scratch the girl's waist.

"Haha, it's so itchy, Brother Sijun bullies" The girl laughed loudly, hurriedly stood up, and ran into the distance.

Sijun pretended to be full of anger, followed closely, and chased after him. Beside the green willows of the stream, the frolicking of a man and a woman was heard far away.

After about a quarter of an hour, the frolicking stopped, and the young men and women sat side by side beside the stream again.

Sijun dragged his cheeks, looked at the mountains in the distance, like a golden line drawn in the sky, and sighed lightly, looking a little haggard.

The young girl thought that Si Jun had not yet put down the note, so she immediately said, "Brother Si Jun, they just feel that they are far inferior to you, and they are jealous in their hearts, so you don't have to pay attention to them." ”

Sijun shook his head and said, "You, don't persuade anymore, I'm not angry anymore." Every time something happens, it's much happier to talk to you. ”

"Hehe, me too" The girl smiled heartily, and after a moment of silence, she asked with some doubts, "Brother Sijun, why do I always feel that you have something in your heart, you, what are you thinking?"

"I'm a teacher, what can I do in my heart?" Sijun's mouth rose slightly, and he said half-jokingly.

"Hmph" the girl pursed her pink cheeks, "Brother Sijun, you must have something wrong, why don't you tell me?"

Sijun pursed his lips, and after a long groan, he replied, "I try to smile at everyone and try to be casual and natural every day, but why am I always estranged from others, as if no matter how hard I try, there will be no results, and I can't let others treat me sincerely, as if what I do and what I deserve is a luxury......

The girl listened quietly to Sijun's words and did not interrupt.

"Maybe I'm not suitable for this kind of environment, maybe I'm still not used to being a teacher, maybe I'm better suited to be alone and just do what I like. Sijun said, couldn't help sighing, and said no more.

"Brother Sijun," the girl shouted in a crisp voice, and then said, "You have done enough, and you are good enough, if they still don't understand, then they are not worthy of your please, and you don't have to feel upset." ”

"It's just that sometimes I don't want to ......"

"Brother Sijun, if you don't feel comfortable in the school, why don't you go to the city? If you're worried about your uncle, I can take care of it for you after work every day. “

"How can you allow others to compensate for the grace of nurturing?" Sijun touched the girl's head, squeezing out a smile on his face.

"Oh," the girl nodded a little disappointed.

"Lately, I don't know why, I always feel a little trance in my heart, sometimes, I don't know who I am, as if I am not myself, and it is like I have two people in my head. ”

"What? what do you mean?" the girl was puzzled by what Sijun had suddenly mentioned.

"I don't know, but I always feel weird, maybe I've been too tired lately. ”

"呲~嘭, 呲~嘭!"

The girl was just about to say something back, and in the direction of the school in the distance, many fireworks suddenly burst out, and for a while, the originally gloomy sky was very bright.

"Fireworks, Brother Sijun, look, there are a lot of fireworks" The girl clapped her hands, pointed to the sky in the distance, and shouted excitedly.

Sijun stood beside the girl, smiled faintly, and said, "Today is not a festival, why are there fireworks?"

"Although today is not a festival, it is the birthday of the prince of Najingfu......"

"Jingfu, Jingfu Gongzi!No wonder, no wonder!" Sijun muttered, and at the same time turned to sit down, no longer looking at the gorgeous fireworks in the sky.

The girl didn't notice that Sijun had already sat down, and still said to herself, "I am working in Jingfu today, and I saw that there was a banquet and a bustling crowd inside, so it was so lively, Brother Sijun, what day is your birthday......

When the girl said this, she turned her head and saw that Si Jun had sat on the ground, frowned slightly, squatted down and asked, "Brother Si Jun, don't you like to watch fireworks?"

Sijun shook his head, and then said, "If you like it, look at it for a while." ”

Jingfu is the house of the school supervisor, and the son of Jingfu is the young man named Zhixue, and today is his birthday.

"If you don't accompany me, what's the point of me watching alone" The girl said, and then sat down beside Sijun again, and said, "Brother Sijun, your birthday is coming soon, right?"

Sijun squeezed out a smile and squinted into the distance, but did not answer the girl's question.

"Brother Sijun, you don't seem to have birthdays very often, so I can't even remember your birthday," the girl said with a grimace.

"It's just a birthday, what's there to ......" Sijun turned his head, glanced at the girl, and said disapprerovingly.

"Birthday is the day when a person is born into the world, the most memorable day for a person, and it also has the meaning of praising the preciousness of life.

"As long as you live well, what's the point of having a birthday or not, how can you blame your father and mother for not thinking about it......"

"How, how can this be? Every year my birthday is the most important day in the family. “

"Why can't this be?" Sijun paused for a moment and continued, "Sometimes even I inadvertently forget my birthday, and that's fine, no one ever remembers my birthday anyway. In this way, it is very good and saves a lot of trouble. ”

When Sijun said this, he took a long breath, his eyes became a little blurry, and he muttered, "It's always been like this before, and it may always be like this in the future, you don't have to deliberately think about which day is your birthday every year, just spend every day by yourself, and go to the birthday that others don't care about and don't want to remember." That's fine, it's always been like this, maybe, probably ever......"

At this moment, the girl took out a small bag carefully wrapped in a cloth handkerchief from her bosom, and slowly opened it, only to see that there was a fist-sized, golden round cake inside, this kind of cake was eaten only by the people of Chu on their birthday, and it was made of egg yolk and yellow grain.

Sijun stopped talking abruptly, stared blankly at the birthday cake in the girl's hand, and after a while, he grinned stupidly, and his slightly moist eyes were full of joy!

"Brother Sijun, I know that today is your birthday, even if everyone can't remember it in the future, I will remember that today is my brother Sijun's birthday......"

Slowly, the golden thread in the western sky also sank into the mountains, and the scattered crystal embellishments in the pale blue sky became more and more obvious.

A man and a woman will eventually be separated and go home.

After the girl took a few steps, Sijun suddenly turned around and shouted, "Evian, I, I ......"

The girl named Evian quickly turned around and flicked her long hair, "Brother Sijun, what's wrong?"

"Me, will we meet again tomorrow?"

"Of course we met, but we ...... here"