The Beginning of the Story (1)
Young likes are like meteors, short and bright, but they are stunned to smash a big hole in people's hearts.
The first time Zhao Xingchi met that boy was in the third year of junior high school.
He entered the class with the first grade in his grade. The head teacher liked him very much, so he was repeatedly pulled out by the head teacher to show his talents. However, on the day of school, Zhao Xingchi forgot to bring glasses, and she didn't see the boy's face clearly.
After the first day of school, she only remembered that there was a boy surnamed Wang, who had good grades, was the first in the grade, and was the class president.
Because he is so good, he is often named. Answer questions or read aloud texts.
Zhao Xingchi remembered that there was a text called "If I Were a Bird" in the first unit of the third year of junior high school, written by Ai Qing, and he and his table mates were pulled up by the teacher to read. His table mate was second in the class, a very lively girl.
A good person is always easy to impress, and the scene when he reads poetry is imprinted in the silhouette of time.
Zhao Xingchi later bought a copy of "Selected Poems of Ai Qing", but she didn't find the feeling he had when he read poetry after reading the whole book.
What does that feel like? It seems a bit indescribable.
He wasn't very tall, about a little over a meter seven, but he stood very straight, like a tree.
The classroom was sunny, there were no curtains, and the sun was bright and bright in summer, and he was plated with a layer of light.
He held the textbook, lowered his head slightly, and looked at it from Zhao Xingchi's angle, and couldn't even see his face clearly.
In Zhao Xingchi's words, the word teenager is just right to describe him.
Then, Zhao Xingchi habitually turned his head to look out the window.
There is a large osmanthus tree in the courtyard outside, and its top can be seen from the outside of the classroom, and when the wind blows, it wafts a fresh breath.
The first time they crossed paths was a month after school started, when he became her next table.
She doesn't like to talk to strange boys, and there isn't much intersection between them.
It has been a long time since school started, and everyone is familiar with it, and Zhao Xingchi likes to talk to his tablemates.
It was a very cute girl, and she talked a little bit.
There was him between them.
He is the class leader and needs to be disciplined.
Zhao Xingchi remembered that he would often shout in the class, "Quiet", and then turned back to the two girls next to him who were talking and whispered, "Be a little quieter."
Zhao Xingchi smiled at the girl and lowered his head embarrassedly. At this time, he had already lowered his head and continued to write his homework.
At that time, Zhao Xingchi felt that he was as gentle as the osmanthus tree downstairs. She didn't know why the osmanthus tree was gentle, but she felt like that.
At the end of the third semester of junior high school, in the final exam, Zhao Xingchi took the second exam in the class and the third in the grade.
He was first in his class and second in his grade.
When she went to the podium to receive the award, she stood next to him.
Thinking about it later, it seemed like the closest they had ever been, in every way.
Zhao Xingchi knew why she remembered him for a long time, and it seemed to be her first heartbeat.
For a while, she had a bad stomach and kept throwing up. Once, I accidentally threw up in class. She still remembers the disgusted look of one of her friends and the hand that quickly pulled the table away. She remembered those glances for a long time.
She stood there, stunned and at a loss.
He helped with the endgame and didn't say anything.
After that final exam, they were seated according to their grades, and they became table mates. At the same table or something, there always seems to be a romantic feeling.
In the second semester of the third year of junior high school, it became popular in the class to watch ghost movies during meal time. He is in charge of the multimedia key in the class. He is the squad leader, and he can't let everyone mess around. Every time he eats, he carries a multimedia key with him.
A girl told Zhao Xingchi that when class ended, she would secretly leave his multimedia key.
He knew she would leave the key, but he didn't say anything.
He is the class president, but he is also a member of the class. Although he said that he would not let everyone mess around, he would also participate every time he watched a movie.
In fact, if he changes anyone, he will connive.
Zhao Xingchi asked the girl why she didn't "steal" it herself. The girl said, you have a good relationship.
Yes, at least in the eyes of others, they are also good friends.
But the relationship here refers only to the kind of relationship that stops at ordinary friends.
For a while, Zhao Xingchi chose to get out from under the table because he was in a hurry to go out. He was shocked when he saw it.
After that day, as soon as the bell rang for the end of class, he would stand up and go around to the other side of the table to pack his things.
Zhao Xingchi looked at the place he gave up and was silent for a long time.
Zhao Xingchi remembered that he bought a coat on a whim at noon one day.
When he saw it, he was surprised and said, "At the same table, you have a new coat." ”
She also remembers that during the summer vacation of her freshman year of high school, she went out with a friend, took a photo, and posted it on QQ Space.
Actually, Ah Chi herself doesn't remember the glasses frame, it's been three months since she changed the glasses frame, but some people will notice that her glasses frame is different from half a year ago.
In the second semester of the third year of junior high school, he was not very good at math and Zhao Xingchi was not very good at physics. They talk to each other and can always break each other.
Zhao Xingchi told him the math problem, she moved the tip of the pen from the other party's paper to her own, and drew the auxiliary line vigorously.
looked up, but saw the two staring blankly at each other. Doing a question and giving a lecture are two different things.
He smiled bitterly and said to Zhao Xingchi, "At the same table, you now know what I feel like to tell you about physics." ”
Until graduation, Zhao Xingchi didn't fully understand physics, and he didn't know if he wrote that question.
That question was the second of the last big questions in mathematics, but fortunately, there were no similar questions in the middle school exam that year.
The results of the high school entrance examination came out, and he was more than 20 points higher than Zhao Xingchi.
They went to the same high school, alas, it will never be the same class again.
He was studying at another school, and Zhao Xingchi could only count the stars by himself at the window on the fifth floor of the teaching building.
After the final exam of the first semester of his freshman year of high school, he returned.
He looked for Zhao Xingchi for a long time, went down from the fifth floor, and came up from the first floor.
He was looking for his old friend, but unfortunately the girl's thoughts were not quite the same as his.
Zhao Xingchi saw him, but she didn't dare to recognize him. She was afraid that he would see her thoughts.
Zhao Xingchi has grown a lot taller, he has not grown taller.
Zhao Xingchi stood in the staircase and looked at him, they seemed to be as tall as ever.
He was wearing dark blue clothes and stood there, looking at Zhao Xingchi alone with excitement and couldn't help himself.
Zhao Xingchi has always felt that he is very good at hiding, but now that he thinks about it, he really can't hide it.
He must have noticed something, but he didn't want to shatter a girl's beautiful dreams.
Later, he never took the initiative to send a message to Zhao Xingchi. He secretly told Zhao Xingchi in his way that her liking was the result.
They can only be ordinary friends.
After the final exam of the second semester, Zhao Xingchi stood on the staircase, leaning on the railing and looking downstairs.
She saw several backs that looked like him, but unfortunately none of them were him.
It's time to leave school after the class meeting.
She waited for a long time until there was no one left in the classroom and the school was empty.
She realized that he wouldn't come back.