I want this sand sculpture

After school started, the time suddenly became shorter. When I arrived at the classroom at 06:30 in the morning, it was already ten o'clock in the evening.

I held my eyelids in class and dared not let myself fall asleep, and I could never finish the papers for evening self-study.

They, a group of senior high school students who started school early, wandered around the empty campus all day long, and did not get better until the new school officially started.

Song Qichen rested his chin and sorted out a finale topic in the math class just now.

There was some commotion outside, and he thought for a while before realizing that this was the first day of military training for freshmen in high school.

Song Qichen turned his head and glanced, Du Yan was lying on the table and sleeping soundly.The art exam is less than half a year away, and the practice in the studio has become more and more intense since the beginning of school.

Du Yan stayed in the studio until very late every day, and Song Qichen sat in the classroom doing questions and waiting for him.

Song Qichen hooked the corners of his lips, crossed his arm over Du Yan's head and closed the window, blocking out the noise that didn't belong to them.

Du Yan seemed to feel something, frowned lightly, and quickly calmed down.

The summer came to an end soon, and Du Yan's 19th birthday was the first real relaxation for the two of them in three months after experiencing not-so-exciting school celebrations.

That night, Du Yan asked for leave from the studio, and it was rare for Song Qichen to go back to his old job and skip the evening self-study.

The two turned out from the playground, passed the rich villa, and came to the familiar platform.

Some leaves fell on the flat stone, Du Yan cleaned them aside, and sat on the edge with Song Qichen like last time.

Not too much to say, the bright night view of T City should be in the eyes, and they have each other.

Song Qichen gave Du Yan Quanke's "College Entrance Examination Review Notes: Princess Du Special Edition" as a birthday present. Du Yan couldn't express how touched he was, so he could only send him a kiss.

Summer and autumn are changing, and winter is ushered in on a piece of draft paper.

At the beginning of November, under the leadership of the class teacher, each class of the third year went to the computer room to register.

Du Yan has changed from only going to the studio for evening self-study to staying in the studio for afternoon and evening self-study, preparing for the entrance exam next month.

Song Qichen stood outside the studio, thought for a while, and politely knocked on the door.

"I'm looking for Du Yan." Song Qichen said.

Du Yan raised his head from behind a drawing board, and when he saw him, he bent his eyes, put down his pen and walked out.

"Why didn't you come in directly?" Du Yan pulled Song Qichen to the railing, and secretly rubbed his hands, "It smells so good, did you bring me something to eat?"

"Well, Wan Xu and the others ran out to buy it," Song Qichen smiled, and handed him the bag in his hand, "There are so many people in your studio, it's not good for me to carry a bag of barbecue in?"

"Yes," Du Yan took out a steaming meat skewer and chewed it in the cold wind, "I guess it was stolen before I ate it."

"Are you nervous?" The wind made his face hurt a little, Song Qichen pulled up the collar of the down jacket, and buried half of his face in it.

After thinking about it, he switched to Du Yan's other side and used the back of his head to shield him from the wind.

"Don't be nervous," Du Yan smiled, and sighed after eating two skewers of meat, "I'm lying to you, a little bit."

Song Qichen didn't say anything, but patted him on the shoulder.

On the day of the entrance exam, the whole school had a day off, and Song Qichen accompanied Du Yan to take the exam.

Looking at the back of Du Yan entering the examination room with the drawing board on his back, Song Qichen felt that he had perfectly integrated into the group of waiting parents.

The only difference is that the parents are playing with their mobile phones or chatting, while he is reciting English compositions.

During the lunch break, the two of them ate a bowl of ramen, and strolled around the school for a while to digest.

After finishing all three exams, Du Yan walked out of the exam room a little tired, no matter whether anyone saw it, the drawing board was put on the ground and fell on Song Qichen's shoulder.

"I'm tired." Du Yan hugged his shoulders, rubbing his head against his neck.

Song Qichen patted him on the back lightly, and said with a smile in his voice: "I'll give you a vacation, let's go and treat you to a barbecue."

After the entrance exam, Du Yan took a short one-night vacation and then devoted himself to reviewing the final exam.

After the final exam, Du Yan ran to the studio without stopping.

Z University has a school exam, which will be in February of the next year.Teacher Zhang from the studio had a chat with Du Yan. Based on his current grades and level, he has a chance to reach Z University. But just to be on the safe side, Teacher Zhang suggested that he take the school exams of two more schools to avoid making mistakes.

Du Yan complied.

This year's winter vacation was as short as summer vacation, Song Qichen didn't go home for the New Year, he and Du Yan huddled together in the small apartment to eat dumplings and watch the Spring Festival Gala.

The school exams of the three schools are all in February, and the schedule is relatively tight. Fortunately, Du Yan's mentality has always been good, and he feels that he is performing normally.

Beginning in March, the [-]-day swearing-in meeting, the college entrance examination has reached the final sprint stage.

Every day is very tense, every day is very tired, but every day I gritted my teeth and persisted.

Song Qichen couldn't count how many times Director Chen said words of encouragement.He only knows that in the current situation, if he doesn't work hard, he will be overtaken by others, and his pride in the second middle school is no exception.

One model, two models.

The seasons have begun a new round of alternation, and it is the most restless May.

Dumbly studied at the desk for a long time, and felt in a trance when he was pulled out to take graduation photos.

Can't believe how time flies.

When the cameraman yelled for them to smile, Du Yan turned his head towards him and whispered "Happy Birthday", Song Qichen felt a little bit of it amidst the shouts of "eggplant". Parting breath.

After the photos were taken, before they got off the stage, several girls cried on the spot.

It's just that this breath of parting didn't last too long before it was ended by the three-mode exam.

The red number on the countdown sign for the college entrance examination has changed from a two-digit number to a single-digit number, and the final four models are about to begin.

I don’t know if it’s a tradition in every school, but the four-mode test papers are always simpler than the previous ones. It is said that it is for the confidence of the students who have been hit by the previous three simulations.

Apparently, he was very successful in finding confidence.

The day before the college entrance examination, Director Chen once again reminded them of the precautions for the examination, and waved them to tidy up the examination room.

Still the same as before, the slogans at the front and back of the classroom were covered with white paper, leaving the cleanest [-] tables and stools, and stacking the rest to the back.

The difference is that this time they did not put boxes of books in the office, but moved to the laboratory building, the exclusive study room for college entrance examination candidates.

Usually no one came to the laboratory building, and a layer of dust flew up as soon as they entered the classroom.

Du Yan picked a table by the window and wiped down the table and stools.

Song Qichen bypassed him and opened the window to let some air into the classroom that hadn't been ventilated for a year.

The weather on the day of the college entrance examination was gloomy, and it rained a little in the morning.

Director Chen stood in front of the examination room and waited to cheer for the students. He was wearing a red suit today, and the umbrellas he was holding were all red, which was very festive.

Du Yan dragged Song Qichen to Director Chen and greeted him with a smile.

"Hey, little bastard!" Director Chen glared at the two of them, "I don't even use an umbrella when it's raining!"

As he spoke, he raised the umbrella above their heads.

"We don't need it," Du Yan chuckled, "We'll go in right away."

"Check the admission ticket, have you brought the pencil and eraser?" Director Chen frowned, "Do you know which exam room you are in?"

Du Yan quickly flipped through his things, "I've brought them all, and I'll take the exam upstairs, at my own home."

"You two are in the same examination room?" Director Chen asked.

"No." Song Qichen also looked through his things, made sure to bring everything and then smiled, "It's a building, not on the first floor."

"Okay," Director Chen nodded, "Not to mention anything else, the teacher believes in you. Take the exam well, the teacher wishes you success."

"Believe it or not, just treat us to dinner after the exam." Du Yan grabbed Song Qichen's shoulder and walked towards the third floor, "Then let's go in."

"Go away, little bastard." Director Chen smiled and waved to them.

The next day, the weather was still gloomy, with thick dark clouds covering the sky, leaving no room for the sun.

After Song Qichen finished writing the English composition, he clicked the last dot, put down the pen in his hand, and turned his head to look out the window with his chin in his hand.

He didn't plan to check again, a schoolmaster like him had confidence in himself.

Finally finished the exam, but the mood is not as relaxed as imagined.

What to do in the future, how Du Yan did in the exam, he still hasn't figured it out.

There is no particular reason for wanting to study psychology. He wants to help some self-enclosed children in the right way, like him, like Du Yan, and like Meng Fan.

That's it.

The bell rang, heralding the end of his high school life.

The school was gradually filled with the hustle and bustle after various exams.

Song Qichen packed his things and walked out of the examination room, and saw Du Yan waiting for him at the door without any surprise.

He saw Du Yan opened his mouth amidst the noise.

"hug."

Song Qichen put on a smile, walked over quickly, opened his arms surrounded by many students, hugged Du Yan hard, and then kissed him on the lips.

"I rely on..."

Someone next to him exclaimed, but was quickly lost in the crowd.

"Scared me," Du Yan smiled and rubbed his hair, "So bold now?"

"Always be bold." Song Qichen let go of him and raised his eyebrows.

Director Chen said that before they fell asleep, he would invite the promised meal tonight. The group of people had no objections, and ran back to the laboratory building to move their own things back home and throw them out of the dormitory. throw dormitory.

In less than half an hour, they had a plane fight on the laboratory building.

And very arrogantly tore up the textbook and folded the plane.

The place to eat was still the same restaurant last time, Song Qichen and Du Yan rushed over after moving their things back to the small apartment.

A group of people were very excited, and they all opened their mouths to drink like adults. Director Chen didn't stop them, and just sat aside and watched happily.

Halfway through the meal, Director Chen was pushed up to speak again.

"You don't get tired of listening to me every day," Director Chen stood on the stage with a helpless smile and cleared his throat, "I have nothing to say, your life has just begun, I just gave you a ride. "

The audience quieted down, and the girls couldn't hold back, bowed their heads and cried softly.

"It's up to you in the future. Come on, kids." Director Chen paused, raised his hand and gently rubbed the corners of his eyes, "Teacher will always bless you."

The audience was silent for a while, and then thunderous applause broke out.

The adolescent boys who had been imprisoned for a year were finally released. They were so excited that they went to sing again after eating.

When Luo Shengqiang yelled "I will love you even if you die", Du Yan finally couldn't help but dragged Song Qichen to leave early.

The two of them also drank a lot tonight, and their footsteps were a little wandering on the way back to the small apartment.

Floating all the way upstairs, Du Yan took Song Qichen to the sofa and threw him on the sofa.

Song Qichen moved his aching waist, took a breath under Du Yan's alcohol-smelling kiss, and asked with a smile, "Have you suffocated you to death for so long?"

"Soon." Du Yan also smiled, lowered his head and kissed him again.

The author has something to say: It has been several years since I graduated from high school, and I still miss my senior year