It Was That Year

Xu Song×Shen Huaiyi, bright and smiling×cold and lonely Lu Xiyue×Jiang Yu Gentleness and self-control×free and easy love This story is more than just a young and passionate high school love. It is a complete growth diary of a girl, and a journey of a young man to reconcile with himself and feel the love in the world. They were never each other's salvation, they just had the same soul and naturally attracted each other. Love lasts through the years, but it is not all of youth. They fought side by side and headed for their own bright future. Perhaps this year has been filled with thousands of emotions, including sweetness, happiness, regret and reluctance. But they still firmly chose to spend their fiery youth together... Foreword: The class reunion many years after graduation was held at the old restaurant next to the city's No. 1 Middle School. The heating in the private room was fully turned on, dispelling the cold air of early winter. The sound of clinking beer bottles and laughter drowned out the sound of snow outside the window. Teacher Wang was surrounded by students and suddenly took out an old-fashioned DV from his bag: "Look what I found?" "Teacher Wang! You still keep this thing!" Lu Xiyue came up to him with a smile. Teacher Wang waved his hand and sat in the middle of the sofa. "I dug it out specially. All the dark history of your past is here." The screen lights up with snowflakes, and the summer of 2026 is shaking and waking up in the camera. The camera shook first, then focused firmly on the corridor. Eighteen-year-old Shen Huaiyi was leaning on the railing, writing a question. The sun fell on his slightly drooped eyelashes, and the pen tip moved quickly on the draft paper. Teacher Wang's voice came from the video, with a smile: "Huai Yi, come and take a look at the camera." Shen Huaiyi raised his head, his eyes lit up behind his lenses, put down his pen and walked over. But in reality, he was sitting on the sofa opposite, looking at his young self on the screen, and the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously. "This is the student I am most proud of," Teacher Wang pointed at the screen, with the same tone as before, "Good grades, good character, and the most important thing is that he is handsome!" There was laughter in the background. In the image, the tips of Shen Huaiyi's ears were reddish. Just as he was about to speak, Teacher Wang continued: "The college entrance examination is about to take place. Do you have any goals?" All the eyes of the audience fell on Shen Huaiyi. He looked at himself on the screen and nodded gently. His eyes were firmer than before, but he repeated the answer he gave when he was eighteen: "Hua Qing is waiting for me." As soon as he finished speaking, there was a low cheer in the box, "My brother Yi is so handsome!" The camera suddenly jumped, and with a burst of laughter, Xu Song burst in. At the age of eighteen, she is passionate and wanton and deserves all the beautiful words in the world. Her smooth hair was tied into a ponytail, and her school uniform jacket was draped half-open on her body. She jumped over and hugged Teacher Wang's shoulders. The smile on her face was brighter than the sunshine behind her. "This was the thing that bothered me the most back then," Teacher Wang pointed at the screen helplessly and amusingly. "My head was full of weird ideas. During the last sports meeting, I secretly changed the class slogan for me, which caused me to be called in by the Moral Education Department for a talk." In real life, Xu Song immediately "protested", pouting like he did back then, and reaching out to pull Shen Huaiyi beside him: "Teacher Shen! Look, Lao Wang exposed me again! Wasn't it just to boost morale?" Shen Huaiyi was pulled sideways by her, raised his hand and patted her forehead gently. His tone was exactly the same as the image: "Is Teacher Wang right? Do you still remember that you used your class fee to buy milk tea for everyone, but the dean caught you? I wrote a review for you." "Why are you bringing up old scores?" Xu Song smiled sheepishly, unable to hide the familiarity and intimacy in his eyes. Teacher Wang watched the two of them playing around, smiled, turned the DV, and moved the camera to the back row of the classroom. Lu Xiyue was standing at the desk, helping her classmates sort out their wrong question papers. When she heard the noise, she turned around and showed a cute smile. "This is my most trusted class monitor, Xiao Lu, Lu Xiyue," Teacher Wang's voice was filled with joy. "From the first year of high school to the third year of high school, I never had to worry about anything in the class. The logistics of the sports meeting, the monthly exam summary, everything was clearly arranged. He is the proud student I have always brought." In real life, Lu Xiyue stood up, still looking as gentle and gentle as before, and said with a smile: "It's all because of your good teaching. You told me back then that 'responsibility is more important than grades', and I will always remember it." The camera continued to move, Wei Yang was discussing the essay topic with his classmates and gesticulating with excitement; Chen Jing was sitting in front of the piano, his fingertips jumping on the keys, and intermittent melody floated in the classroom; Meng Shuti was holding the camera, taking pictures of the cherry blossoms outside the window, and when she turned around, she gestured to the DV camera... Finally, a group of teenagers in school uniforms crowded in front of the camera, so crowded that the screen could hardly fit in it. A few of them laughed and yelled into the small viewfinder, their voices filled with the high spirits of young people: "You must win the college entrance examination!" The DV screen gradually dimmed. Teacher Wang pressed the pause button, looked up at the familiar faces in the room, and sighed with emotion: "Back then, you always said that graduation was far away, but looking back now, you have become adults who can take charge of their own affairs." Xu Song took Shen Huaiyi's hand and smiled at Teacher Wang: "No matter how many years have passed, we will still be your students! You have to bring it to the next gathering so that we can see what it was like back then." Shen Huaiyi looked sideways at her, and the sunlight fell on the two of them through the window of the box. It was like that afternoon when he was eighteen years old. He was leaning on the railing to write questions. Xu Song ran over and called him with a smile: "Teacher Shen, let's go together after school!" Time will pass and the images will become old, but the promise in the camera and the warmth of the people around you will always be there. Lu Xiyue raised her glass: "Now let's make a sequel! Write down our story." The camera of the mobile phone scanned the drunken face, and Shen Huaiyi quietly held the hand of the person next to him amidst the commotion. Youth is never in the past tense. It is a DV that never stops playing, a summer that plays on a loop, and a "no regrets" that all "that year" will eventually be written. ——This book is dedicated to the ever-hot eighteen years old. ——I hope you and I can salvage our own starlight in the long river of time. Intention: That summer, they met each other in the hottest youth, and they had no regrets for the rest of their lives.