The wind in June was like a fucking fireball, blowing on my face and making me feel hot. Even the leaves of the sycamore trees on the roadside were wilted and I had no energy at all. Ours is a small county town under Jiangcheng, called Linjiang Town. The town is not big. A Linjiang Road runs from north to south. There are old houses on both sides of the road, with red brick walls and black tiles. Under the walls, a group of chatty old men and women sit all year round. If someone has something big, it will spread throughout the whole town in no time.
My name is Jiang Bianyun. I am eighteen years old and a senior student in Linjiang Town Middle School. I will take the college entrance examination in one month. I'm not that handsome, but I'm fair, and I'm 1.75 Meters tall. As for my personality, I've been strictly controlled by my mother since I was a child. I always speak and do things with a docile tone. My neighbors all say that I'm a good, honest boy who will definitely be promising in the future.
