February 25th, Saturday morning, Rongcheng No. 7 Middle School.

Because of the weekend, there weren't many people on campus at this time.

Jiang Baizhi looked at the school, and felt that there seemed to be no change in the school and memory, and there seemed to be a lot of changes.

"Su Ye, do you know, in fact, I went back to school later."

"Movie roadshow?"

"How do you know?" Jiang Baizhi was a little surprised, this was about five or six years ago, when one of her movies was roadshowed in colleges and universities across the country, and No. 7 Middle School was the only high school on the roadshow because it was her alma mater.

"It's a sensation in our school, many people still pay attention to their alma mater after graduation, and I remember that Sister Ping also sent it to me at that time."

Su Ye pushed the pot to Wang Liping, in fact, he has always paid attention to Jiang Baizhi's work information, in those days when he couldn't see each other, if he wanted Jiang Baizhi, he would search for Jiang Baizhi's news on the Internet.

"How do you feel about standing in this place now?"

"The little girl who wanted to grow up back then has finally grown up?" Jiang Baizhi naturally grabbed Su Ye's arm and said with a smile, "Don't ask me questions, I'm here to listen to your story today." ”

"In fact, there are not so many wonderful stories, often not the stories are wonderful, but the people in the stories are wonderful." Su Ye's voice was clear and clean, "Maybe forget your worries, Sister Ping, Liu Xing are very interesting." ”

Jiang Baizhi agreed with this answer, but was not satisfied, so she pinched Su Ye's arm.

"Okay, then I'll think about it." Su Ye really needs to think about it, because his biggest story in high school is Jiang Baizhi, but unfortunately he can't tell it, he can't tell it.

"The third year of high school seems to be a long time ago, and most of them are unfinished test papers, not enough sleep, and endless books. In the last two months, it was almost a day of exams, and the teacher commented on the papers for one day, and then the cycle continued. The deepest impression is that there was an afternoon exam, I handed in the papers in advance, and sat alone under the flower bed in the teaching building to watch the sunset, and sat for a long time, at that time I was thinking, when can I be free to watch the sunset"

Jiang Baizhi didn't know why she had a special sense of substitution, she seemed to have returned to that afternoon more than ten years ago, and saw a boy on the flower bed, who might be lonely, may be hesitant, or may be lost, looking at the beautiful sunset. He may be smart, but he's still a teenager and has his own agenda.

If possible, she really wanted to be able to cross, go back to that afternoon, and also hand in the papers in advance, and accompany Su Ye to watch the sunset

"Su Ye?"

A shout interrupted Jiang Baizhi's contemplation, and the two turned around and saw a middle-aged man with a kind face and good spirits.

"Teacher Sun?"

That's right, this is Sun Qingquan, Su Ye's homeroom teacher in high school.

"I saw you from afar, and I felt a bit like it, and it was you." Sun Qingquan walked over with a smile, and after getting closer, he couldn't help but look at Jiang Baizhi twice, feeling familiar, and a little surprised by the relationship between Jiang Baizhi and Su Ye, after all, Jiang Baizhi was still holding Su Ye's arm, but after an instant, Sun Qingquan was surprised, "Jiang Baizhi? ”

"Teacher Sun, it's me."

Sun Qingquan couldn't help laughing and said, "What day is today, two outstanding students returning to school together?" ”

"Wang Liping from our class is getting married, and Bai Zhi and I are back to attend her wedding. I thought that I hadn't been back to school for a long time, so I came over to have a look. ”

"Okay." Sun Qingquan sighed, "It's so rare that you have all graduated for more than ten years, and you can still keep in touch and continue the friendship when you were a student to this day." ”

"Teacher Sun, it has been so many years since we graduated, and it is rare that you can still recognize us former students at a glance." Jiang Baizhi said with a smile.

"You two were such excellent students in that class, it's hard to forget. I don't brag a lot in the office, my student is a professor at Jinghua University, and my student acted in this play. Sun Qingquan was very talkative, "However, I do have a deep memory of the two of you." ”

"Huh?"

"At that time, our class adjusted positions according to the results of the monthly exams every time. I remember very deeply, you and Su Ye were picked first every time, but in the whole third year of high school, you and Su Ye never moved their positions. ”

"Actually, I was a little short-sighted at that time, but I didn't want to wear glasses, so I always sat in the first row." Jiang Baizhi explained with a smile, "Su Ye, what about you? ”

I?

Su Ye's memory couldn't help but go back to the senior year of high school more than ten years ago, when he liked Jiang Baizhi and wanted to contact it, but he didn't dare. As Salinger wrote in the heart of the broken story: Love is a touch and yet not a touch. ）

So Su Ye would choose to be in the fifth row every time, keeping a just right distance from Jiang Baizhi, which was only four rows, not too far and not too close. It was enough for him to clearly see Jiang Baizhi's back, and it was this back that allowed him to regain his spirit in the boring review in countless days of being tortured by exercises.

In that short and long year of senior high school, his eyes hugged Jiang Baizhi's back countless times.

But this story he didn't want to tell

So Su Ye said with a smile, "It's Zhang Wang, there are a total of eight rows in our class, and sitting at the front, he feels that it is not safe to sleep in class." But he didn't want to be too far back, too close to the trash can, too smelly, so he picked the fifth row. Every time I changed my seat, I occupied the seat in advance, and my classmates also knew about our relationship, and no one grabbed it, so we sat at the same table for a year. ”

Sun Qingquan was dumbfounded, but he took it for granted, the reason was too real.

"After so many years, you and Zhang Wangwei have not broken their contact?"

"No, and now I forget my worries, I have made a studio in Beijing, and I went to the UK on a business trip not long ago to develop business. I came back recently, also to attend Wang Liping's wedding. ”

Sun Qingquan nodded, and then patted his head, "I came to school on the weekend to get lesson plans, and when I talked to you, I almost forgot about business." Let's take a group photo, I'll go to work first after the group photo, and you can go shopping. ”

Su Ye nodded, "Okay, then let's take a photo with you alone first, and then let's take a photo together?" ”

"Okay."

After a while, Sun Qingquan looked at the three group photos on his phone and nodded with satisfaction, but looked up at Su Ye and Jiang Baizhi, who looked like golden boys and girls beside him, and his heart moved, "Do you two want to take a picture too, it is in front of our teaching building, and it should be a good memory." ”

Su Ye's heart moved, and he looked at Jiang Baizhi.

Jiang Baizhi said directly, "Okay, thank you for your hard work, Teacher Sun." ”

Sun Qingquan took Su Ye's mobile phone, and with a shutter sound, Su Ye and Jiang Baizhi stood in front of the teaching building, and the photo with a smile was frozen.

Time seems to have suddenly returned to more than ten years ago, just like that summer, the sun was just right, and the breeze was not dry.

At that time, Su Ye was as happy as he is now, because he had just fallen in love with Jiang Baizhi. But at that time, he didn't know the end of the story, nor did he know what he would experience in the future.

Now, the story is coming to an end.

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(End of chapter)