When I returned to Xichuan Middle School, it was a hot summer evening.
A group of students wearing military training uniforms sat cross-legged under the old camphor tree, chattering and asking the instructor to perform a show.
While waiting for the bus to arrive, the little girl in the window seat pointed to the teaching building and asked confusedly: "Mom, what is high school?"
What is high school?
Cheng Qian thought of Jing Chi.
During her three years in high school, she was more familiar with his voice, his back and his walking posture than his face.
And that sentence that sounds like a smile but not a smile——
"Yes, Cheng Qian likes me."
Her thoughts were interrupted by the bus's sudden braking. Cheng Qian got off the bus, walked past the noisy freshmen, and walked straight to the senior high school teaching building.
Going up the stairs and turning corners, the closer she got to the key science class in her third year of high school, the more chaotic her heartbeat became.
She is waiting for someone.
Just like five years ago, in the days leading up to the college entrance examination, the third teaching building was completely silent, dull and depressing.
Cheng Qian remembered that after the exam that related to the trajectory of her life, some things were turned upside down.
The classroom was filled with a carnival that had been suppressed for three years, and the kiss that fell was equally heavy and heavy.
She didn't understand the situation at all. The young man gasped and buried himself in her neck, his voice was clear and clean——
"Jingchi is opposite."
"He saw me kiss you, Cheng Qian."
"Hate the Morning Light"
"It's not too far to go astray. I feel that what I am now is but what I was yesterday was not."
Screenshot taken on 7/19
Intention: Positive and optimistic
