Since then, the two have been like fellow travelers, they try not to meet as much as possible, and sometimes, before they have time to hide, they bow their heads and pass, and the whole class is also surprised.

In mid-April 1979, Donglai's class began to sprint for the college entrance examination, and in addition to listening to the teacher's key points and doing simulations, he memorized model essays and formulas all day long。。。。。。 Donglai is not as nervous as other students, he is very relaxed, of course, the reason for this is only known to himself!

In mid-May, the college entrance examination is finally over! No matter what the outcome is, he has to say goodbye to County No. 1 Middle School! To be honest, he really misses the three years of campus life.

In the last few days, the graduating class was in chaos. The students gave gifts to each other, sorted out their own things, and after the class took a group photo, the good students also got together to take a commemorative photo, and the students with good conditions generously pulled a few good students to the restaurant to "make a meal".

An Xiaoqiang said to Dong with great interest: "Let's go, our old classmates from elementary school will get together alone." ”

Donglai understood who the "old classmate from elementary school" was, and he waved his hand and said; "Forget it, let's have a meal for the two of us!"

"What's wrong with you two?" An Xiaoqiang heard about the "romantic history" of the two, and asked puzzledly: "Is there a contradiction?" ”

Donglai was silent. Under Xiaoqiang's "coercion and temptation", he admitted to Xiaoqiang that he and Jiang Feng had broken up.

"Alas, a good hand of cards has messed you up!" Xiaoqiang said regretfully.

Donglai also felt a little ruthless towards Jiang Feng, sighed and said, "Actually, I miss the time when we were in Shixiao!" ”

"That is, love is not in friendship!" Xiao Qiang took Donglai's hand and left.

At this moment, a female classmate named Liu Fang in their class handed a letter to Donglai. Donglai glanced at the font and knew that it was Jiang Feng's.

"Whose letter?" Xiaoqiang asked curiously.

Donglai didn't answer, he silently stuffed the letter into his jacket pocket.

。。。。。。

Back in the dormitory, Donglai opened the letter with a conflicted feeling, only to see a poem:

Flowing water and floating clouds

The same wind as May

Flowing water, floating clouds, west and east.

If life is only as it first sees,

What about the past life and the present life.

Donglai felt that between the lines, she was still reluctant to think about him, and decided to reply with poetry, wanting to cut off her thoughts-----

Don't think about it

Don't think about it

People cover their faces about the dusk moon

Since the flowers are falling, the water is gone, and the spring is gone

And why bother to break the thread

Don't think about it

Lang rides a bamboo horse to make green plums

Since the sea has been chosen

The only way to go is the other side

Don't think about it

The curtain of the west wind people is thinner than the yellow flower

Rather than wait for winter to come

It's better to give her one back

Spring of freedom.

After Jiang Feng received Donglai's letter, she was deeply moved by Donglai's talent, and she turned from "hate" to suddenly had a thought: My daughter of the head of a dignified county, in terms of appearance, talent, and status, which is better than his "childhood sweetheart", why should I be willing to let go? In the end, she made up her mind to conquer Donglai, which should have belonged to her.

So, she wrote a letter to Donglai, saying that she was having a "parting banquet" in a restaurant not far from her home. Donglai has no reason to refuse.

The two of them were in a private room. Jiang Feng asked for a table of dishes and asked him what he was drinking? You can drink anything, but you can't drink too much.

Donglai was not good at drinking, but he drank half a catty of wine unconsciously, and then Donglai was groggy, and Jiang Feng helped him to his room.

The next day, Donglai found himself sleeping on Jiang Feng's bed, and he shared a pillow with Jiang Feng. He embarrassedly asked Jiang Feng if he had a foreign appearance last night. Jiang Feng was silent. Asked repeatedly, Jiang Feng said: "We are all adults, why bother asking such a naïve question." Rest assured, I won't hold you responsible. ”

The results came down, Jiang Feng was admitted to BJ University of Political Science and Law, and Donglai fell off the list. Jiang Feng urged him to repeat his studies, and Donglai promised to "think about it before talking", and he said that he would go back to Xingxinghe Village to visit his grandmother during this time.

"And then talk about the fate of 'childhood sweethearts'。。。。。。" Jiang Feng said with vinegar.

Donglai was silent. Because Jiang Feng said what he thought.

"What, I said yes?" Jiang Feng sneered.

"Don't you spend the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, okay?" Donglai lost his temper at Jiang Feng for the first time.

"Why, when you mention her, you are so excited, and you say that you don't have her in your heart!" Jiang Feng stomped his foot.

In this way, the two parted unhappily.

At the beginning of September, Donglai returned to Xingxinghe Village, where he had been absent for a long time, and when he saw his grandmother, he couldn't help but have a sour nose: I saw that her old man's face was already crawling with wrinkles。。。。。。

After dinner, he put on his coat and prepared to go to the south of the village to talk to his friend Fugui, and his grandmother bowed his head and told him that Fugui was not admitted to high school after graduating from junior high school, and now he is the vice captain of the second team.

"Where, where is the spring flower?" Donglai asked urgently, probably realizing his "selfishness", he only felt a little fever on his face.

"Spring flowers?" Grandma lifted her apron and wiped her hands, thought for a while and said, "I heard that her father is not the secretary, Chunhua's child, you go and ask Fugui!" ”

When he went to the south of the village to find his former good partner Fugui, Fugui was stunned for a long time, and suddenly gave him a childlike punch: "You guy hasn't come back for a few years。。。。。。 As he spoke, tears welled up in his cheeks.

Donglai couldn't stop crying: "Actually, I dreamed of you in my dreams。。。。。。 He suddenly remembered something: "Fugui, I have written you a few letters, why don't you reply?" And also...... He wanted to say that he had written it to Chunhua, but it was difficult to say it in front of wealth.

"You wrote to me?" Fugui's eyes widened: "I really didn't receive it, lie to you as a puppy!" "Fugui learns to be like a puppy.

"That's weird, did I write the wrong address?" Donglai took out a small notebook and handed it to Fugui.

Fugui glanced at it: "The address is not wrong!" ”

"Who's in the village council now?" Donglai put the small notebook back in his jacket pocket.

"Jin Ling's father, Uncle Guangyun, Uncle Deshun's son Chengqing, and Jin Ling." Fugui snapped his fingers.

"Jin Ling is also in the village committee?" Donglai asked in surprise: "What position does he hold?" ”

"Accounting." Fugui seemed to have realized: "You said this reminded me---- this kid must have hidden your letter!" ”

Donglai pondered for a while, and suddenly changed the topic: "How is Chunhua now?" Donglai finally couldn't help but ask something he had been pressing on his heart.

Fugui had long known that he and Chunhua were good classmates when they were young, so they told him the answer: Chunhua dropped out of school when she was in junior high school! But as for why he dropped out, Fugui didn't tell him; But he told him about Chunhua's "recent situation" --- now participates in the team.

After eating the next morning, Donglai didn't say a word, but ran to the bank of the Happy River in the south of the village in one breath, and found a familiar figure: Ah, it must be a spring flower! She has now become a beautiful girl. She was picking cotton with a group of young women.

When Donglai came to her, she raised her head in surprise, her eyes sparkling: "You're back。。。。。。 "She only felt a fever in her cheeks.

Donglai nodded, and put the picked cotton into the burden on her chest: "Why did you drop out of school?" ”

“。。。。。。” The corners of Chunhua's mouth moved, her head hung down, and a cloud of tears rolled in her eyes. Suddenly, she covered her face with her hands and sobbed, "You。。。。。。 Don't ask。。。。。。 ”

Donglai was about to ask again, but was pulled aside by Fugui.

Donglai asked inexplicably: "What are you pulling me for?" ”

Fugui saw that there was no one next to him, so he asked Donglai in a low voice: "Don't you want to know why Chunhua dropped out of school?" ”

"Why?" Donglai asked curiously. When he saw that Fugui was "selling off", he twisted his ears: "Say it or not!" ”

"Okay, okay, I say 。。。。。。" Fugui raised his hands and made a gesture of surrender.