Lu Mingfei has a good relationship with the old man who guards the door.

Shilan High School is a private high school, and with a few exceptions, students are powerful.

Gu Bei pretended to have a very good background at home, and the uncle who led Lu Mingfei to skip class would not stop him.

Gu Bei is also knowledgeable, and always likes to stuff cigarettes in his uncle's arms.

Even took the uncle to look at Lu Mingfei with an eyebrow and a smile.

In Gu Bei's words, a man can not smoke, but he can't have no cigarette in his pocket.

It's not cigarettes that are handed out, it's human feelings.

In fact, before Gu Bei was reincarnated, he was a young man who had just graduated from college, and he knew how to make a basket of people.

But he couldn't stand Gu Bei's two blows, which was not true for the fledgling Lu Ming, and it was a dimensionality reduction blow.

In fact, Lu Mingfei prepared a cigarette for the uncle today, but he suddenly remembered that he was still followed by Chen Wenwen, and in the end he still failed to squeeze the Yuxi in his pocket into the wrinkles on the uncle's face.

Fortunately, Gu Bei's favorability here is good enough, and the uncle made an exception to open the door for Lu Mingfei.

Thanks to the boss, thank you, thank you, thank you Yuxi.

Lu Mingfei decided to give the cigarette to the uncle before leaving, and then followed Chen Wenwen into the school with his tail wagged.

During the summer vacation, Shilan Middle School was deserted.

The campus of Nuo University is empty, and the noisy campus is only noisy.

But it's the end of July, and the cicadas are much less chirping.

The basketball court is also empty, since Chu Zihang took a leave of absence, no matter how enthusiastic the game on the court is, it can't attract young girls.

The girls are studying hard, some hope to accompany Chu Nanshen to study at the High School Affiliated to Peking University, and some want to apply for Kassel and become university alumni with the male god.

Lu Ming is noncommittal.

As a member of Shilan's superpower trio, he could more or less guess why only the eldest and senior brother in the whole school were escorted.

Most of the places in Kassel are not places that ordinary people can go to, and if you become an alumnus, you may have a better chance.

The two of them walked slowly, and Lu Mingfei's mind was wild, and he felt that the commonplace scenery at this time had faded from black and white, and there was an extra touch of color.

He enjoyed the moment, but hated that the designers of Shilan Middle School had not been able to make the school bigger, and only walked for ten minutes to reach the activity classroom of the Literature Club.

Chu Zihang followed behind the two, wondering how Lu Mingfei was grinding and chirping? The five-minute road was forced to walk for ten minutes, and he always said something inexplicable.

But people are like this, they want to be together for a longer time, they want to walk a road that can never be finished, they want to share things they find interesting with her, even if they get a "hmm", they can be excited for a long time.

The two of them packed up the collection of books in the literary club and put them in order.

Chen Wenwen picked out a few books that she hadn't read much and put them in her bag, holding a copy of Shen Congwen's "Border City", sitting on the side and reading while humming a song.

Lu Mingfei went to fetch a basin of water, cleaned up the dust in the classroom, and then went to wipe the blackboard.

After Lu Mingfei wiped the blackboard, he turned around and saw Chen Wenwen who was reading with his head down, and suddenly felt as if time had gone backwards, back to the afternoon when he had just entered school.

That afternoon, there were only Chen Wenwen and him in the classroom, he was wiping the blackboard, Chen Wenwen was wearing a white cotton skirt, sneakers, and white socks, sitting on the podium and humming a song in a low voice.

The slanting light of the setting sun shines on the newly changed desks, the creepers outside the window hang down, and the evening between spring and summer is exceptionally quiet.

Chen Wenwen suddenly turned her head and asked Lu Mingfei, do you want to join our literary club?

Lu Mingfei felt as if he was petrified, and only one heart was left beating suddenly.

The flowers and plants outside the window grow wildly, the sunset falls, the sound of cicadas seems to speed up a hundred times, time slips away from his fingers, time changes, and his and Chen Wenwen's gaze seems to be eternal, and it seems to be a moment.

The sunset climbed up, the cicadas still echoed in her ears, and Chen Wenwen was still wearing a white dress, as if she was back to last summer.

The singing stopped, Chen Wenwen felt Lu Mingfei's gaze, raised her head to look at him, and was a little puzzled: "Lu Mingfei? ”

Lu Mingfei felt that something was stuck in his throat, and he racked his brains to recall the confession quotations he had prepared, what "the spring breeze is not as good as you", what "none of them are you, all of them are you", but when he squeezed it into his mouth, it only became a simple sentence.

"Chen Wenwen, I like you."

Time freezes, this should be the most important thing Lu Mingfei has done in his life for more than ten years, even if he once faced Gu Bei who wanted to "kill people and kill his mouth", Lu Mingfei never felt that his heart was beating so abruptly, and it seemed that the deer inside was smashing the wall, and every time he smashed it, he had to shout "Eighty!" ”

Straight ball!

Chu Zihang, who was listening to the corner outside the classroom, felt a little incredible, this somewhat crazy teenager was very different from Lu Mingfei, who was only a promise in his impression.

Even if Lu Mingfei first published a small essay of 300 words to state his feelings and pave the way, Chu Zihang would not feel so abrupt, and the situation in front of him was more like Lu Mingfei giving up on himself.

Chu Zihang wouldn't know that Lu Mingfei not only prepared a small composition, but also wrote enough five hundred words, but he couldn't say it.

Chen Wenwen pursed her lips, lowered her head, picked up the book "Border City" in her hand to cover her face, and slowly read out the words on the book in a soft voice.

"Everything is not arranged by manpower, let's not be too forced. I hope that we are all more sensible and able to free ourselves from the shackles of love and hate. ”

Originally, this sentence was used to express something, but Lu Mingfei was not clear.

But he knew that now, this sentence was Chen Wenwen's refusal.

Heartache?

Not really.

Regret it?

Nor did it.

A year-long emotional effort, but at this time, Lu Mingfei didn't feel anything.

Lu Mingfei suddenly remembered a book he had read in the Literary Club.

It's ridiculous to say that the confession quotations that I carefully memorized didn't work, but the words that I accidentally read came in handy.

"Chen Wenwen, I once ran to you desperately, imagining that you would be moved by my persistence, even if we are separated by the whole world, as long as we get closer every day, one day I can hold your hand."

"But it's all an illusion, and no matter how hard I try, I can't get to you, because you're always standing still."

Chen Wenwen buried her head in the book and said nothing.

Lu Mingfei suddenly smiled, there was no emotion in this smile, not sad or happy, just relaxed.

"But now, Chen Wenwen, I don't like you anymore."

Lu Mingfei was relieved.

If there is no Gu Bei, no Chu Zihang, no dragon blood, no magic, then after being rejected by Chen Wenwen, Lu Mingfei will probably be depressed to death.

But now it's different, Lu Mingfei is no longer the Lu Mingfei he used to be, and he has never had more than one choice.

Maybe Lu Mingfei would be glad that Chen Wenwen rejected him.

Because of being with Chen Wenwen, an ordinary person, Lu Mingfei is destined to live an ordinary life.

Two years later, he may have a deep love for Chen Wenwen, but now, he will choose a wonderful world.

The overture of youth is not necessarily love, but also light and distance.

The little devil in the bookstore seemed to sense something, and raised the wine glass in his hand to look in the direction of Shilan Middle School, and the wine De Mai and Zero beside him also raised the wine glass.

"Drink this cup to the fullest, the king's new life is worth celebrating."