One morning, Jian Licheng leaned forward with his whole body and chatted with him at the front table, the two boys were very excited, and after the second class, he went out at the front table with a resolute face.

Jian Licheng leaned on the back of the chair happily: "This kid is going to ask for the contact information of the younger sister, but I want to see if he can get it." ”

Zhou Yan replied casually: "I wish him success." ”

"Huh? As for the senior girl who saluted and slapped the crooked hat last time, I also pointed it out to you, do you remember? ”

“……”

Zhou Yanbi paused, and slowly tilted his head to look at him: "What's it called?" ”

"Mulberry young, mulberry of mulberry, childish young." Thanks to the blessing of the front table, Jian Licheng also figured out the bottom of the elementary school girl, "Class 7 of the first year of high school." ”

He paused and said, "It's strange, I can always see her in various places, if I hadn't seen her more often, Wang Qixuan wouldn't have noticed her." ”

Wang Qixuan is his front table.

Zhou Yan didn't speak, but he didn't continue to write the scroll in his hand.

Twenty-five minutes between classes, Wang Qixuan didn't come back when class was almost over, Jian Licheng couldn't help but guess: "What's going on?" Could it be that the kid was rejected and hid in a corner and cried? ”

As soon as the words fell, Wang Qixuan's figure appeared at the front door, and as soon as he sat down, Jian Licheng leaned over: "How is it?" ”

"That's it!" He slapped the paper in his hand on the table, "Guess how I got there?" ”

Without waiting for the two to guess, he continued: "That senior sister is also a wonderful, I explained my intention, she asked me how many classes I had, I said seventeen classes, she asked you how good you are in physics, I said okay, it's okay, usually it's more than ninety points." ”

"And then?"

"Then I helped her write a dozen physics multiple-choice questions."

"Aha, what? Want to help her finish writing before she gives it to you? ”

"Pretty much the same thing." Wang Qixuan said, "What's so difficult about physics in the first year of high school? I'll just help. ”

He tilted his head and looked at Zhou Yan: "You are the face of our seventeenth class, the elementary school girls all know you, I am writing physics questions and answering her questions at the same time." ”

Zhou Yan finally spoke up: "What do you ask?" ”

"Ask me, is there a person named Zhou Yan in your class, I said yes, but handsome. She asked you again if your grades were very good, and I said that for sure, you can go to the Dragon and Tiger List and take a look at it. She also asked you how you are, I said it's just like a bird...... "The more Wang Qixuan said, the more he felt that something was wrong, "No, why do I think this elementary school girl is a little interesting to you?" ”

Jian Licheng: "Which girl is not interesting to him?" ”

“……”

When the class bell rang, Wang Qixuan turned around.

Zhou Yan shook the pen in his hand, thinking back to the numbers he saw, just a casual glance just now, the numbers were upside down, but he still remembered them inexplicably.

Ten numbers, it should be the QQ number.

When he came home on the weekend, he sat at his desk and finished his homework, and in a daze, he remembered the string of numbers, took out his mobile phone and searched for it, and an avatar popped up.

The avatar is very ordinary.,It should just be a random network map.,The nickname is only one word.,Banquet,Banquet of the banquet market。

Zhou Yan stared at it for a while and sent a friend application.

I didn't receive any news notifications for two days over the weekend, and the next week when I looked at my phone again, Sang You passed the friend application and sent a question mark.

This question mark contains a lot of meanings, like asking, who are you? What is your name? What are you doing with me?

Zhou Yan thought about all the possibilities of this question mark and typed in the input box.

Hello, I'm Zhou Yan and I'm from the 37th class of high school......

Sang You's message was sent five days ago, and now the answer seems to be much late, what should he say after replying? He still didn't quite understand why he sent a friend request in the first place, stared at the input box for a while, he deleted all the words, and didn't reply to anything.

When I returned to school on Sunday, I heard Wang Qixuan deflated: "It's no play, the elementary school girl has someone she likes." ”

-

The epidemic broke out again, and all students went home to teach online.

On the day I left school, it rained heavily, suddenly, and it rained like a torrential downpour. The intersection in front of the school gate was blocked, the sun was falling, the lights were still very blocked, the car horns sounded, and the students carried large bags of things in the wind and rain.

The rain was too heavy, there were too many things, and the canopy in the security room was crowded with people, and some people couldn't use umbrellas when they moved things, so they simply stopped fighting, and cried while moving things.

Zhou Yan and Jian Licheng sat in the restaurant next to the street, planning to have dinner before leaving.

While waiting for the meal, Jian Licheng crossed his legs and lowered his head to play games, and Zhou Yan turned his head to look out the window.

The rain was falling heavily, the sound of hitting the ground was like thunder, and the pedestrians were in a hurry, bringing up a string of mud as they walked by. Traffic lights, car lights, street lights, all kinds of lights are blurred, plus night, rain curtains, the visibility of the line of sight is not high.

A figure burst in.

It's Sang You.

She was standing outside the restaurant with her schoolbag on her back, with a big suitcase in her hand, and a big bag on the suitcase, she was holding an umbrella with difficulty, and she was talking on the phone.

Soon, a car slowly squeezed in and stopped next to her.

The rain flowed into a river, and there was water under the road, Sang You carried the box down, the trunk of the car was opened, and after she threw the bag in, she wanted to move the box, but she didn't lift it.

Zhou Yan stood up, strode over, and as soon as she pushed open the door of the restaurant, she saw that she threw the umbrella directly on the ground, and carried the box into the trunk with both hands.

After moving her things, she quickly closed the trunk, bent down to pick up the umbrella, and went around to the other side to get into the car.

The moment the door opened, the wind and rain rushed to his face, and when Zhou Yan closed the door and went back, Jian Licheng glanced up: "What did you do just now?" ”

"It's fine."

At nine o'clock, the road was finally cleared, sitting in the back seat, Zhou Yan lowered his head and opened his mobile phone, and when he turned on the dynamics, he swiped Sang Youfa's dynamics.

Sang You: Today's me is more unlucky than the heroine of a Korean drama [cracked]

The rain had subsided a lot, the windows were full of water vapor spreading up, the night was mottled, and the lights in the distance were blurred.

-

During the epidemic, Zhou Yan always brushed the dynamics of Sang Youfa.

She said that she didn't die from the epidemic, but was about to die in online classes.

She said that she dared to murder her sister and seek death.

She took a picture of the meaty and said that the landlady, who didn't know common sense, was about to drown in the water.

Occasionally, she took a math problem and said, dear math princess, the minister really can't love you, so she retired.

……

There's always a laugh below, and someone left a message saying, what do you say you do with this mouth, if you are seen by your crush, you will be scared away.

Sang You replied to that person: There is no contact information for his crush [crying]

When he saw the front, Zhou Yan still smiled with the corners of his mouth, and the smile behind faded.

-

When he returned to school again, he seemed to be accustomed to seeing Sang You, looking up from the sea of questions every day, rubbing his sore neck, walking on any path on campus, and always feeling good when he saw her eyebrows and eyes crooked and smiling like a flower.

Time passed slowly, and it was getting closer and closer to the college entrance examination.

On the three days of the college entrance examination, the college entrance examination vacation for the first and second years of high school, it was at that time that Zhou Yan suddenly realized that his high school career was nearing the end, and Sang You had just begun.

Sang You posted a dynamic, it was a photo of kapok, with the text - Kapok opened on the day, when the gold list was titled.

This may be a blessing to thousands of high school juniors, Zhou Yan thought, he is also one of them, and it can be regarded as receiving her blessing.

At noon on the third day, he went out of the school gate for lunch, stood on the side of the road, countless vehicles passed in front of him, and through the doors and windows of the bubble tea shop, he saw Sang You sitting inside.

It's strange for her to sit there on college entrance examination.

The green light of the zebra crossing turned on, and it was even stranger for me to walk past without hesitation.

Entering the bubble tea shop, he only glanced at it and then withdrew his gaze, thinking, why did she have that expression again? Dumb, silly, and wrestling with her math princess again?

He ordered a random cup of lemon tea that day.

Very sour.

He didn't like it.

-

What is an accident?

It is to give people a blow to the head and a fatal blow without anyone expecting it.

My mother supported the epidemic and fell on the front line.

No one hid it from him, and the truth was revealed after the college entrance examination, and he didn't even see the last side. Zhou Yan felt that he was not a person with a strong psychological endurance, at least he thought that it was dark during that time, the air had turned into substance, and he had difficulty breathing and couldn't breathe.

He tried to smoke, choked, he didn't like it, and threw it away.

The clouds of the epidemic are still hanging in the sky, and the moment he learned the score, Zhou Yan thought, let's go to study medicine, he is still smart, he is still young, and he can always shine a little bit and do his best.

-

Sang You seems to be slowly fading out of life, he hasn't seen her for a long time, and she hasn't posted news for a long time, and she is cut off in that college entrance examination blessing.

In his sophomore year, in August, he had not yet returned to school in Yanshi, and when he was reuniting with his former classmates, he learned that Lin Qiaoyan had promised his former teacher to go back to No. 1 Middle School to share his experience.

Zhou Yan asked: "Is it to share experience with the liberal arts class?" ”

Lin Qiaoyan said with a smile: "I don't share the full text with the liberal arts class, do I want to share it with the science class?" ”

"Can I go?"

Lin Qiaoyan was surprised for a moment: "Sure, it's too late for the teacher to be happy." ”

Zhou Yan went, he just found a reason to go back to No. 1 Middle School, if he believed in fate, he felt that he would still see Sang You. According to Sang You's physical development trend, she will choose the article, right? I heard that there are four liberal arts classes in the class of 23, and there may be a quarter of the probability. Zhou Yan felt that he was the same as opening a blind box, he could open one by one, and expected to get what he wanted from it.

Or fate, or luck, he saw her as soon as he opened the door.

It's like an old friend who hasn't seen you for a long time, and when you miss it, you suddenly break into your sight, without warning, so you bump out full of joy.

She seems to have become a different and better looking.

When Lin Qiaoyan went up to speak, Zhou Yan was standing by the door against the wall, he could feel the gaze coming from all directions, but he didn't see her look up.

She wasn't very happy.

Is the senior year too stressful?

Zhou Yan thought about it, and raised his foot to go around to the back row. There is a wish wall next to the back blackboard with a lot of sticky notes on it.

After a cursory glance, I saw that the classmates in this class wrote-

'It's going to have to be on the Tiger list!' ’

'Definitely pass math!' ’

'Southwestern University, my dream. ’

‘……’

Some of the sticky notes were signed, some were abbreviated, and some were left without any traces. Zhou Yan didn't see Sang You's name, and she didn't know which one was hers.

When he looked down, he saw a piece fall on the ground, he squatted down and picked it up, and saw that it was written on it, 'Go to the city you want to go, meet the people you want to see'

Zhou Yan brushed the dust on the sticky note paper and raised his hand to stick it to the highest place on the wish wall. He's taller and doesn't want to bend over, so stick it a little higher.

This sticky note paper doesn't seem to be too sticky, and Zhou Yan's fingers stroked it a few times before it was sticky.

Lin Qiaoyan's speech ended, and it was his turn to take the stage, this time, Sang You raised his head, but he never dared to look directly, and hurriedly said: "...... I wish you all the title of the gold list and the Toad Palace. ”

After it was over, she stood outside and chatted with the teacher, and Sang You also came out, but she raised her hand and pointed in the direction of the toilet, signaling that she wanted to go to the toilet.

It's a pity that I couldn't speak, so I went back with Lin Qiaoyan, and when I walked to the corridor, Zhou Yan said: "You go back first, I'll go around casually in No. 1 Middle School." ”

Lin Qiaoyan left first.

Zhou Yan looked back and saw that Sang You had just closed the class door.

That day, Zhou Yan walked around No. 1 Middle School alone for a long time, walked through many corridors, and walked through many small roads. It's not in vain, at least I met once, and I also got a ID photo.

On the reading and writing commendation exhibition board on the first floor, there is a photo of Sang You's ID, maybe it was too windy that day, anyway, the ID photo fell into his hands.

-

The junior year is very busy, Zhou Yan feels that he is very busy at any time, probably December, sitting in the office full of disinfectant water, Zhou Yan's eyes moved away from the computer, his attention returned, he heard the sound of the Suosuo, and turned his head to see the snow outside the window.

It's snowing.

I opened my phone and took a look, it was now more than five o'clock in the morning, and the theme of my phone had changed, and it turned out that today was Christmas.

Inexplicably, he remembered Sang You again.

He rarely thought of her anymore, maybe it was too busy, maybe it was a lack of opportunities, and today's thoughts came inexplicably, like a dead volcano bursting again, rolling down and flowing magma burning all over his body, so he had more impulses.

The computer page just stopped at the email, and there was a lot to say, but in the end, there were only three words left - it was snowing.

It's snowing, and I suddenly think of you.

It's snowing, Merry Christmas.

It's snowing, Ruixue is a mega year, the epidemic has ushered in the dawn of victory, may you be happy and worry-free.

-

During the 23rd college entrance examination, his roommate wanted to go to the Confucian Temple to pray for his sister, and Zhou Yan also went with him.

He didn't have a sister.

But there are also people who want to pray for blessings.

Later, he saw Sang Youfa's dynamics, she came to Beijing, at Beijing Normal University.

After Zhou Yan went to Beijing Normal University, he looked at Sang You from a distance and watched it many times. When she went to college, she always seemed to be alone, sitting alone in the cafeteria to eat, sitting alone in the library for self-study, and walking on the path alone with a camera......

I wanted to talk to her, but I couldn't find an opportunity.

Coincidentally, he also met Sang You in Tsinghua, although he didn't know why she came, but he was happy to see her.

He studied for a master's degree and a doctorate at Tsinghua University, and in a blink of an eye, Sang Youyou was about to graduate from university.

If you want to go to her graduation ceremony, it's best to hold a bouquet of flowers.