The time in the sprint stage of the college entrance examination always passes quickly, and during this period, Liang Jingyuan and Zhang Zhiwei will also make some ambiguous moves, but every time Liang Jingyuan will pretend to be confused and avoid it when he wants to go further, and it is clear that it is deliberate.

The weather is always empathetic at critical moments, Liang Jingyuan thinks like this, the graduation ceremony the day before the college entrance examination The weather is sunny,

The students exchanged graduation commemorative books with each other, picked up their mobile phones, took all kinds of inappropriate photos of each other, and laughed non-stop. The weather in June was very hot, Liang Jingyuan still put on the school uniform with Zhang Zhiwei's name written on his chest and took a few photos with Zhang Zhiwei, the lively classroom at the moment when the head teacher walked in, everyone tacitly stopped what they were doing, and listened to the teacher's final advice to us, this is the case when we graduated, the unbearable emotion of being alone, after sharing it with everyone, you can use this to convince yourself that it doesn't matter. So many people don't go home and don't want to go home, because when they set foot on the way home, they will understand that high school life is really over.

The class that filled the atmosphere of reluctance was gradually emptied, and the classroom, which was once full of books and exam papers on every desk, also dispersed this afternoon.

After Liang Jingyuan and the other friends in the class finished parting, he walked forward quickly, walked through the corridor, and walked to the school playground, he knew that Zhang Zhiwei was taking pictures with several female classmates here, because he was chatting with friends on the corridor, his eyes would always subconsciously look for her location, Liang Jingyuan did not ride a bicycle today, he planned to take the subway, and Zhang Zhiwei took the subway together.

Love is really something that is difficult to define, it is not a pure substance, love is more like a mixture, it has no fixed proportions, it does not have to adhere to a strict production process, it is usually formed unintentionally.

If you ask Liang Jingyuan why he likes Zhang Zhiwei, eighteen-year-old and twenty-seven-year-old Liang Jingyuan should not be able to say why. It's not because of her looks, it's not because of her personality, it's because she's who she is. It seemed that at some moment she suddenly came into her eyes, and she couldn't take her eyes off it anymore, and when she came back to her senses, she realized that she had already sunk into it. Maybe you can't say why you like it, but you really like it, right? It's also because I can't say why I like it, because I don't have to worry that when the reason for liking her is scrutinized over time, I won't like it anymore.

The girl who took a picture with Zhang Zhiwei said with an expression that she wanted to see a good show: "Liang Jingyuan is waiting for you over there." ”

Zhang Zhiwei looked back, and Liang Jingyuan was standing on the runway. So he said goodbye to his friends and walked to Liang Jingyuan's side.

"Remember when I graduated, I had something to say to you?" She raised her head to meet his gaze.

"Yes."

"I don't want to say it now, I pretty much know the answer anyway."

"I won't change my desire to go to Yanjing."

"I know."

After saying this, the two of them walked silently to the subway station, two high school students came up on the subway, they chatted very softly, and the distance between them was kept just enough not to touch each other. The boy kept shyly lowering his head and didn't look at the girl next to him, and the girl kept smiling and listening to the boy, and they kept sneaking a glance at each other. Liang Jingyuan's heart was suddenly so soft that he wanted to laugh and cry, such a young and beautiful time, just like drinking honey when he was a child, stepping on the clouds, sweet in his heart, yes, seventeen or eighteen-year-old people should be like this.

"Zhang Zhiwei" Zhang Zhiwei heard Liang Jingyuan call her, turned his head and raised it slightly, staring at Liang Jingyuan.

"Is a long-distance relationship acceptable?" Liang Jingyuan's eyes stared at her, and he didn't avoid her gaze at all.

How to answer this question, Zhang Zhiwei has never thought about it. Because before she could figure it out, the answer had already been blurted out.

"Hmm."

Then he lowered his gaze and said nothing. It's just that he slowly stretched out his hand and held Liang Jingyuan's hand.

Keep your head up.

Look at each other.

There was a lot of people in the subway, and there were also adults who were obviously busy with work. In the midst of the hustle and bustle, there was only tacit silence between the two.

When the subway arrived at People's Square, Zhang Zhiwei said "I'm going to get off", and then pulled Liang Jingyuan out of the subway station.

A gust of wind blew. blew up Zhang Zhiwei's long hair, if Liang didn't get Zhang Zhiwei's affirmative answer, seeing that her hair was messy, Liang Jingyuan should have said, "Your hair is messy."

However, it is no longer the hand that is stretched out to be withdrawn, nor is it the words that cannot be spoken after half a sentence, Liang Jingyuan smiled and flicked it for Zhang Zhiwei, and his hand stayed on it nostalgically for a few seconds.

Zhang Zhiwei stood on tiptoe.

In the next moment, Liang Jingyuan's lips were surrounded by a soft feeling.

Just a short light touch.

Zhang Zhiwei, who took a step back, laughed a little mischievously. It seems that he is very satisfied because the prank has succeeded.

"Come here tomorrow morning to pick me up, hear no" rubbed Liang Jingyuan's hand

"Got it"

After saying goodbye, Liang Jingyuan took the subway back to Shuangqiao Station, and then transferred to the bus back to his home.

In the early morning of the next day, Liang Jingyuan's ears heard the sound of small insects flapping their wings, and there was an intermittent buzzing sound three or four times. It was Liang Jingyuan's alarm clock, and the alarm clock of the superman in the universe was still unacceptable to the 27-year-old Liang Jingyuan, so it was replaced by the sound of cicadas. When he woke up, he reached for his phone, which kept making noises next to his pillow.

Liang Jingyuan held the mobile phone in principle, but his eyelids were so heavy that he couldn't open them, and when he finally opened his eyes slightly, the digital clock on the screen showed that it was now after six o'clock, and he lifted the quilt and jumped up from the bed. Holding his mobile phone, he walked out of the room in three steps and two steps, made sure that his parents had not gotten up yet, and sent a WeChat message to his mother

"I was eating breakfast out today, and in the morning I was sober and read more books in the waiting area."

When he arrived at People's Square Station, Zhang Zhiwei was squatting on the ground far away from the subway station and crying, Liang Jingyuan didn't expect Zhang Zhiwei to come so early, and of course he didn't expect her to cry.

Liang Jingyuan quickly ran to Zhang Zhiwei's side

Zhang Zhiwei raised his head and stared at Liang Jingyuan with wide eyes.

"Why did you come so early?"

"I just want to try the breakfast at the one near my girlfriend's house."

"Hurry up, let's go have breakfast."

"Wait a minute!"

Liang Jingyuan ignored Zhang Zhiwei's protests. hugged her the moment Zhang Zhiwei stood up, and Zhang Zhiwei twisted his body in front of Liang Jingyuan's chest. Her expression had changed a little better now, but she still had a predominantly uneasy look, and it looked like she was likely to cry again over some trivial matter.

"This morning, I woke up earlier than usual, maybe I was going to be happy to meet you, or maybe I was nervous about the college entrance examination."

"You heard your parents' conversation, didn't you?"

"Well, they'll go to the Civil Affairs Bureau in the next two days... I didn't let them know that I heard this, and if I did, the harmony they had been in front of me all year would have been in vain. ”

Liang Jingyuan hugged her tightly with his right hand, and stroked her head with his left hand and said, "You have done well enough."

"Actually, I also know that it won't be long before they are going to end, and they have made a lot of mental preparations, but the moment they hear it, they are still very chaotic, they hate it, and they definitely can't remember the knowledge points."

"What are the three elements of a novel?"

"Huh?" Zhang Zhiwei, who was originally leaning on Liang Jingyuan's arms, suddenly looked up at Liang Jingyuan's face

"This is the knowledge point of the language, this morning is the language test."

"Characters, plot, setting." Zhang Zhiwei looked like he was searching for the answer from his memory, and said the answer tremblingly.

"Reciting the Teacher's Table"

"The emperor has not started a business halfway and the middle way has collapsed...."Zhang Zhiwei's tone gradually became firmer.

When the two of them were walking to breakfast, they asked and answered various language knowledge points

After buying the buns, Zhang Zhiwei whispered, "Thank you." “

"Thanks for what? I'm reviewing "Liang Jingyuan deliberately pretended to be stupid."

"So, let's go ahead and review." Zhang Zhiwei's expression had already changed back to normal, and he even smiled.

Talking like this is also easier for two people, and it can avoid talking about Zhang Zhiwei's memories of family. Therefore, continue to ask and answer, and even talk about the questions of the previous exam, and continue like this before going to the exam room.