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Book Title: Blazing Summer Light

Author: Yihen

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Simple stories, large psychological descriptions, and the campus background of the story. No.1 said that the description does not use double quotation marks, the protagonist always wants to complain about something, it is a love triangle, and the ending is he.

Content tags: lost flower season rainy season

Search keywords: Protagonists: Lin Jin, Ji Zi, Zhang Ning┃Supporting roles: Han, Lan, a group of teachers and students┃Others: let nature take its course

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☆, Guizhou

It wasn't until the notice of the school holiday that I realized that it was already the beginning of July.

At the beginning of July this year, my one-year teaching career also came to an end.To be honest, I'm not completely reluctant.But the request to resign was indeed made by me.

As early as a month ago, I had submitted a letter of resignation to the employer.Although the intention to resign has long been set, I have not explained it to my students for a long time.

Damn indecision!

I don't even know how to face that group of students.Although I only taught them for one year, we have accumulated a certain amount of relationship in a period of time that is neither too long nor too short.I never liked saying goodbyes, always have.

However, time passed quickly, and there was no chance for me to procrastinate. July 7st happened to be on Friday, and next week was the final exam, which meant that this was my last class at this school.

I am now teaching Chinese in a non-key class in the first year of high school.To be honest, with a teacher's degree certificate and high school teacher qualification certificate, I can choose to stay in Nanning or Qinzhou.But I came to Guizhou.If I have to say why, it is probably because of a secret I have hidden in my heart.

On Friday, my class is in the first period.I remember that day I wore a black loose-fitting shirt with jeans and canvas shoes, with a bare face, not like a teacher but like a student.No wonder the campus police are always suspicious of my identity.

I remembered she complained to us, do I look like a student?She said, the school police at your school always wouldn't let me go out, insisting that I show my teacher's card.Not just once.She also said that he didn't know me anymore when I changed clothes.

Thinking of these little things always makes me smile involuntarily.However, when I walked to the door of the classroom, my wandering thoughts returned to my brain, and I was a little nervous.

What am I nervous about?I laughed to myself in my heart, and came in with a dull face.

Of course they are used to my cold face and have no fear of it.This is naturally because they clearly understand how I behave and will not do anything to them.I am a person who is easy to make friends with people, but hardly close friends. I can chat and gossip with you, but I just don't talk about personal affairs.

Really fearless.I stood on the podium and thought idlely, wondering if their next teacher would be like me?

Attend class.I said.

The class fell silent, and the students stood up loosely.Hello teacher.they said.

Suddenly, an inexplicable feeling of wanting to cry arises spontaneously.I have to be equally aware that no matter how hard I try to imply that I am a cold person, there is still a lot of emotion in my bones.It's just that I've been hiding it very well all the time. In the eyes of my friends, I'm just a lonely and lifeless person.

The sound of my classmates sitting down brought me back to reality.I glanced at this group of students. The exam is coming up next week. Are you confident?I adjusted my mood and asked.

Have!

Well, review it yourself.I pulled up a stool and sat down, and began to look carefully at the classroom in front of me.It's no different than most classrooms.The well-maintained white painted walls, the cement floor, the books on the table are stacked high, and the heads of people are shaking.On the blackboard behind the classroom is a picture of Lei Feng Day.Then I turned my attention to the students.

Although they are not the best, they are definitely the most diligent.I think of my class before, every time I step into the classroom, there is always a lazy atmosphere, not just individuals.Whenever you pass by you can find someone with a mobile phone—the school is not strict about mobile phones—and I was one of them.

Teacher, you look preoccupied, what's the matter?The one who spoke was a girl sitting in the first row, a very literary girl, and also my department representative, the most fearless guy, and only she dared to break my meditation.

nothing.I said that at the moment she is reading a test paper, the one I explained on Wednesday.Study hard and don't talk.

I've read almost all of them.She ignored my words and continued: Teacher, I heard from the math teacher that you are leaving?

I was stunned for a moment, I didn't expect this question to be raised so bluntly, the math teacher has such a big mouth!With that said, there's nothing left to hide.I freely admit.

Why?She looked at me and said, with a look of reluctance and incomprehension in her eyes, not only her, but the rest of the students also stopped what they were doing, and more than thirty pairs of eyes looked at me.

I feel a little sweaty in my palms, and the oscillating fan above my head is still ringing slightly.The summer in Guizhou is not too hot, not to mention it is still early.

I want to go back.I simply say.But they asked persistently.This was probably the only time they had a chance to ask me about my personal affairs.I never discuss personal matters in front of them.They only know that I graduated from Guangxi and then came here.Even the reason for coming here has been perfunctorily explained by me.

Well, even if I leave, you will have another teacher, and I believe that person will be better than me.I tried to liven up the atmosphere. According to past experience, if I don't stop it, I will cry and cry, and I hate this the most.I said: There is always a banquet in the world, don't be so sad.

When are you leaving, teacher?We will see you off.The class representative stubbornly repeated this sentence. After I deliberately ignored it three times, I knew I had to answer this question.

After you finish the exam.

Teacher, what's your number?We thought you could give us a call?Another girl said.

Her words reminded me of the number lying quietly in my phone, which I never tried to call.Some people lose the opportunity to talk after they leave. No matter how much you think about her and miss her, you still compromise in the end because you can't find a topic, and you don't communicate with each other forever.

But I still gave them the number. It is up to them whether to call or not, and it is up to me whether to answer the call.

It seems that the words in my heart have been peeped, and I am still the class representative who has no fear.Teacher, let's add friends, you can't block us.

I looked at them with a feeling of powerlessness. These young students are always so innocent, but this is fine.Before I knew it, get out of class was over.Before I left, I called the name of the class representative and said, come to my office after school.

I had something I wanted to give her, and it hadn't changed since I first met her at the guitar club—the music teacher who lived next door dragged me there.Because I have a guitar similar to hers, the same fillet acoustic guitar.The difference between the two, of course, is quality.It is easy for me to buy a new one, I still have this capital.

Because there will be no more classes for me, I went straight back to the staff dormitory, planning to make up breakfast before going to the office to wait for her.The school arranged for me to be on the second floor, which is also good, saving me from climbing stairs.Pushing open the door, I can see my two guitar bags, one big and one small, black at a glance.The smaller one is the ukulele.I bought the acoustic guitar when I came to Guizhou. It is of medium quality and fairly new, but I broke a few strings.

I thought of another guitar I kept at home in Guangxi, and suddenly realized a fact that I had been escaping—I didn’t plan to stay here for a long time.Otherwise I wouldn't have kept the guitar that was so important to me there.

Forget it, what's the use of thinking about it now?I said to myself in my heart, I'm leaving next week anyway.The thought of seeing my guitar soon made me feel much better.

From the time I found out that what I like, even my sexual orientation, was different from others, I decided to be interdependent with the guitar.Although this has a somewhat autistic tendency, but what else can I do other than admiring myself?I've given up on looking for like-minded people, and it's been hard for me to develop a new friendship.

And I know the people around me very well, most of them are ignorant.I couldn't and didn't dare to tell them the pain in my heart. This is reality and there is nothing wrong with it.

Just as I was immersed in the trap brought by my thinking, the music teacher who came back from grocery shopping directly opened the door and entered.This person has two major hobbies, music and food. She does well in the former, but lacks in the latter.So she came to my house for a long time to eat.In fact, I can't imagine the scene where she, who is elegant and charming, and who loves to wear long skirts, goes to the market to bargain with a group of grandparents.

Jin, what are you going to do for breakfast?She handed me the dish in her hand and said with a smile.

Cook porridge.I said calmly, the weather is a bit boring, I don't want to eat.

In the end, I compromised and cooked for her, while I drank the leftovers and shredded chicken porridge by myself.Just don't know if this counts as breakfast or lunch.

when are you leaving?Do you want me to see you off?Halfway through the porridge, she suddenly asked me.

Why is everyone asking me when I'm leaving today?I smiled helplessly in my heart and said: After the students have finished the exam.

Stop it.She snorted, don't think I don't know you want to sneak away.You, always love to play this kind of word games.

I grinned, pretending to be stupid.Who made me a Chinese teacher?I said.

When I left the dormitory building, I checked the time, and it was still early before school ended.I plan to take this opportunity to take a good look at the school in this mountain.The school has a history of about 50 to 400 years, the student population is not bad, and the overall facilities are basically complete.I couldn't help but think of my alma mater, a school with imperfect hardware and equipment. It is definitely not an exaggeration to say this.My alma mater doesn't even have a standard [-]-meter runway...

Teacher, teacher!Suddenly someone tapped me on the shoulder, and I was surprised that the person who came was my class representative.At this time, I was sitting under a tree, and I forgot the time. It turned out that school was over.Presumably she saw me in a daze on the way to the office.

teacher?She called me again.

Hmm, I was in a daze just now and didn't pay attention.Uh...you come with me.I stood up, somewhat uncomfortable.

She groaned and walked side by side with me.We were speechless all the way, but luckily we arrived at the dormitory soon.

Teacher, shall we go to your dormitory?While standing downstairs, she stopped and asked me.

Ok.

I thought you had some mission for me.she said softly.Even without looking at her, I could feel her relief.Really, am I that scary?

According to my guess, the music teacher who finished the meal should have left.Sure enough, there was no one in the dormitory.I led her to the table, and I noticed her joy when she saw the guitar and her eagerness to move.

for you.I said.

what?

Guitar.

This... is not very good.She hesitated.

What's wrong.I continued to play dumb, I was leaving anyway, and I was too troublesome to hold it.I looked at her and said.

but……

Don't worry, I don't mean to sympathize with you.I looked at her hand, her palm was wide and thick, with a lot of wear and tear on the fingertips.Frankly speaking, it doesn't look like a girl's hand.As the saying goes, if a worker wants to do a good job, he must first sharpen his tools.I know you are a very hardworking kid, how about treating it as my reward for your hard work?

I saw that her eye sockets turned red, she really is a child who is easily moved.She choked up and said in a low voice: Thank you.

I stood no more than one meter away from her, just smiling and not saying a word.At this time, I had no idea that this trivial matter, in my opinion, would leave something in this girl's heart.Who makes me a guy who acts according to his mood.

teacher.She didn't look at me, she seemed to be staring at something.

Ok?

I can……

Can.I thought she was going to look at the guitar, but I didn't expect that she gave me a short hug. It was really short. Before I could react, her breath had dissipated.

☆, Guangxi

In the end, only the music teacher came to see me off, because she had a car.And that group of students, they should be taking math exams.I only said that the exam was over, but I didn't say what kind of test was over.

When I was packing, she asked me where was the guitar?

Give it away.I leaned back on the car seat to answer her.Soon, I will leave this city, and I feel a little bit sad.But better than the helplessness I felt when I first got here.I don't know how I had the courage to come here, because I have had an indescribable fear of going out since I was a child. I call it the fear of going out.In fact, the bottom line is that I am an insecure person.

What?She looked at me in surprise, then curled her lips, I've been peeping at that guitar for so long, why didn't you give it to me?When she said this, there was a sense of shamelessness.

I couldn't help laughing and said, I've been peeping at your guitar for a long time, why didn't you give it to me?

That is my baby, how can I give it away so easily!she emphasized loudly.

But that's not my baby.I said, one sentence sums it all up.

While waiting for the red light, she suddenly turned to me and said: So, there is nothing here that you miss, right?

I looked at her for half a second, and there was an emotion in her eyes that I couldn't understand.right.I said.

Ah.

After that, on the way to the airport, she didn't talk to me, but just played some soft music.This is the only music in her car, soft and drowsy.But my mind is very clear.I remembered that day on Friday, after she gave me a hug, she happily played the guitar alone, and she said: Teacher, I want to send you a song.

The melody is a bit familiar, it's Jay Chou's back to the past, but the lyrics in front of it are a bit different, it should be another song that someone else has adapted.I don’t remember most of the lyrics, but I only remember a passage that goes something like this: The green blackboard fades away, the fragrance of ink is engraved with dreams Looking back at the vows I made at the time, faded like old clothes soaked in water, the eraser is not clean, and the traces of the remnants of the pencil are soaked in the roll paper Hope... I want to go back to the past... I want to see the world you see, I want to be in the picture of your dreams

It was already three o'clock in the afternoon when we arrived at the airport, and there were not many people at that time.

Jin, you should call me often when you get there in the future, and play me any nice tunes... The music teacher was chattering beside me, I listened absent-mindedly, and finally waited for the radio to announce my ride flight number

alright.I said, I should go.Take care of yourself.

Well, look at your impatience.She snorted and hugged me suddenly. Unlike Representative Ke, the smell of her perfume quickly invaded my nasal cavity.I heard her whisper: In the future, without my urging, you should take good care of yourself.Don't be so unhappy all the time.Take care of yourself.

I want to refute her, I am not always unhappy, but I feel unable to refute.It's not how bright the smile is on the surface, but how sunny the heart is.We have long been accustomed to living with masks, and those who can see through us are called confidantes.It's a pity that such people are very few.But no matter what, her words still made me feel a burst of warmth in my heart.

Um.I nodded.I took the ticket and walked into the ticket gate. After walking for a while, I couldn't help looking back at her, but she hadn't left yet.Wearing a long skirt, she stood quietly in the crowd, maybe looking at me, maybe not.There was a trace of sadness in her thin figure.I wanted to give her a smile, but I couldn't.

I don't know what kind of mood she is in at the moment, but if it were me, I am afraid that tears would already be streaming down my face.So, I hate send-offs.

I looked at the atmosphere outside the porthole, and was in a daze for a long time without thinking.My mind suddenly slipped into those two hugs. I remembered that even relatives rarely hugged me. This was probably because I always looked unhappy.I touched my face and somewhat understood why.

It was past four o'clock when we arrived in Nanning, and it took only over an hour to fly.It's not too far.

I stayed in Nanning for a few days, instead of looking for a hotel, I temporarily stayed at the home of a friend from the university, and we still keep in touch.During the four years of studying here in college, the three old friends were the closest to us, because she was the first to break through my sturdy and indifferent appearance.

When I made this call, I was still at the airport, guarding my suitcase and ukulele, waiting for her to pick me up.While I was waiting, I suddenly realized that the people around me were all rich people, and I was the only one who was alive and well.

10 minutes later, she came.Han, one of my good friends.She hasn't changed from when I saw her last winter vacation.It's just that her dressing style is more mature than mine, and she is actually eight months younger than me.

How long have you been waiting?Traffic jam.She looked at me apologetically and sincerely.Twenty minutes is not a long time. During this period, I have already reported my safety to the music teacher.

I looked at her face, she was still bright and moving, but she showed a little tiredness.I guess it was because my surprise visit broke her plans.People are not herbs.I wanted to give her a hug, and she seemed to want to, but in the end we didn't move, I didn't even stand up.He just moved his chin away from the box and said: It's okay, it won't be long.

Jin, you won't leave when you come back this time, will you?

Ok.

She laughed and seemed in a good mood.Welcome back.

I laughed too.

She looked me up and down, then picked up my ukulele and gave it a precious look.Forgot to say, it was given to me by her.

Jin, I haven't heard you sing for a long time, I want to sing a song for me when I get home!

Didn’t I just hear it from you not long ago?online.I said lazily.

How can it be the same? I want to listen to the scene.

Alright alright.I sigh.In fact, many people don't know that I am very independent and almost responsive to others.Maybe I have a very indifferent face, and many people stop at my disguised shell.

After we got out of the airport, we soon saw her little white car, of course, it belonged to her father.This guy is a teacher like me, teaching history in a high school in Nanning.Back then, it was called the beauty who crawled out of the ancient tomb. Of course, this was derived from her appearance and knowledge.

Don't bother me if I stay at your house this time?

It's okay, don't bother.My parents have long wanted to see you.

oh?It will have such an effect, presumably it must be because she often mentions me in front of her family.Sure enough, she said, who made you so special, I always love to talk about you with my parents.

special?I don't think so, but I think I'm pretty boring.

How come, you are the most special in my heart.

I didn't say anything more, I'm afraid she will have such an idea, just because of the difference between rich and poor.

While waiting for the red light again, she turned to me and asked, by the way, where are you going to teach this time?Come to our school?

I was silent for a moment and told her that I wanted to go back to my alma mater in high school.

ah?Why?She looked very surprised. I thought you would stay in Nanning or Qinzhou.

Just think of me as nostalgic.I said, I felt a little melancholy when I said this, the person I want to miss is not here anymore, what else is there to miss?But as for the reason for not staying in Nanning, the explanation I gave is this: Compared with the prosperity of big cities, I prefer to run around in small towns wearing slippers.

After listening to my words, she laughed heartily.Jin, let me just say you are special.

I am noncommittal.When I was about to get to her house, I just remembered, do I need to buy some gifts or something?I've never had a clue about what it means to be a guest, because I rarely go out.

No, gifts are common.She waved her hand.

In the end I went empty-handed.When I saw Han's parents, the two old people really didn't mind my rudeness, they were very enthusiastic and kept asking about my health.I held the juice that Han handed me, and the urge to cry came to my heart again.How long has it been since my parents passed away that I felt this kind of family warmth?

When I was in the first year of junior high school, they both died in a car accident. I should have been in that car, but I escaped by sudden illness that day.But I feel that a bigger catastrophe is already waiting for me.

It is cruel for a person, especially a child, to live in an empty three-story house, especially where there are memories.

Later, the uncle who knew about this matter from working in other places came back, and he took care of my parents' funeral for me.He asked me if I would like to go with him, and I said no.Before leaving, he arranged for me to live in school and rented out my house.In this way, I relied on the little inheritance and rent left by my parents until I was admitted to university and left that small town.

In a daze, Han's parents said to Han, if you have nothing to do tomorrow, go out to play with Xiaojin.

OK, that's exactly what I plan to do.Jin, what do you think?Han sat next to me and asked me with a smile.

Um.I want to go to university to see.I lowered my eyes, and the sentence "go out and play for no reason" dispelled half of my sadness. I stayed in Guizhou for almost a year, and I usually speak Mandarin when I talk to others.Now that I suddenly hear such a familiar accent, I feel quite nostalgic.

guessed.She smiled and said, Han's parents also laughed, and after a while they asked me, what kind of food does Xiaojin like to eat?

Only then did I realize that it was almost dinner time.

I am not picky eater.I froze for a moment before replying, because I don't know what I like to eat.As long as it is not tasteless or too strange, I can accept it.In the years of dormitory in high school, I had no choice about school meals.

The two old men went out, and I pulled Han over as soon as they left.Is it okay to let your parents go grocery shopping?

Don't worry, there's a market nearby.Besides, I can't let you as a guest go, can I?This young lady who never touches the spring water took it for granted that she didn't count herself in the slightest.I was speechless because she couldn't understand how I felt.Of course, if possible, I would rather she never experience it for the rest of her life.if you can.

Let's not talk about them.Jin, I have a lot of questions I want to ask you, but you don't always tell me the truth or just play me off.You can't escape this time.

I did not perfunctory you.I tried to defend myself, but I knew I had lost as soon as she shot her eyes, who made me a bad liar.Before, I could find excuses to hang up on the phone at any time, but now... I sighed again.

As she wished, I picked out some things that happened in Guizhou that year and told her.It can be seen that she is very interested, and she will interject a few words from time to time.Finally, when I mentioned my department representative, her expression suddenly became complicated.

what does it feel likeShe raised an eyebrow and asked me, going back to the past.

It doesn't matter, she sings very well.To be honest, I still recommend this song to her, although I prefer English songs.In general, I'm pretty insensitive to emotions.

Play stupid.

I do not have.

The little girl wants to go back to the past and hug you again, but still feel nothing?Okay, Jin, you're charming.

I immediately knew what she wanted to say, and snorted disdainfully, you think too much.

oh?Then why did you even give her the guitar?Unconvinced, Han said again.

Didn't I say, bring back trouble.In short, our relationship is definitely not what you think.

☆, Nanning

On the second day back to Nanning, we went to our alma mater together.Of course, before that, we went to eat a bowl of authentic old friend noodles.

Sitting in a small shop with decades of history, surrounded by the same people waiting to eat fans, of all ages.Nanning is hot and humid, so a bowl of hot and sour old friend noodles is perfect.Nanning people think that hot and sour old friend noodles are eaten in summer to appetize, and to eat in winter to dispel the cold.

From my point of view, I can see the whole process of the owner frying the ingredients.In fact, if you want to distinguish whether the old friend fan is authentic, you can probably know it by looking at the ingredients.Pork must be fried raw, garlic, tempeh and sour bamboo shoots must be added, and the sour bamboo shoots must be shredded and so on.

And Han was bored in front of me, so he turned his attention to me.Jin, I found you turned white.

The climate is different.I said calmly, in a few months I will come back from the hack.There are many examples to support this conclusion.For example, those who went to Guangdong to work were indeed whiter than before when they first came back, but they usually didn't last long.The scorching sun in the tropics of Guangxi does not give them this chance.

The powder came up quickly, with a very familiar taste.We're done talking.Halfway through eating, Han suddenly stared at me, and then suddenly smiled.

why are you laughing?I looked at her strangely.

Laughing at you, whoever eats noodles will finish the side dishes first.She looked into my bowl, and there was only pork, green onion, garlic and rice noodles left in it.I don't like pork.

I like it, you don't care what Jindo does.As soon as the words came out of my mouth, I was stunned. Maybe it was because I was back in Guangxi, maybe it was because I was with Han, or maybe it was because I was surrounded by people who spoke vernacular loudly.I blurted out too.However, I am not from Nanning, so the tone is a little different.

Han also froze, looked at me with wide eyes, and said in amazement, so Jin, you can also speak vernacular!

I am speechless, although I spend more time speaking Mandarin, but at least I am also from Guangxi.

Obviously, Han showed a great spirit of inquiry, and he still chased me to ask questions on the way to the university. For example, Jin, do you understand what I said?Wait for the idiot question.

Being with Han is really relaxing.

We walked together under the shade of the trees. In July, the sun had already risen, scorching the pedestrians on the road.After sweating on my back, the gate of the university appeared in front of me.I thought of my deskmate in high school who seemed to know a little bit about everything, she said, you know what?Nanning is called a green city because there are many universities and trees in the universities.

I haven't tried to find out if this statement is true or not.

The school guard stopped us as I expected, and it was Han who finally let us in after explaining our identities as alumni and being soft-spoken.Because at this time, there are still students in the school who are not on holiday.

Jin, do you remember?In the past, the old man always refused to let us go out. Every time I begged him, but you always stood aside blankly.

I am glad in my heart that she finally gave up the previous topic.Yes, you are outside and I am inside.I said half-jokingly, but felt a little awkward after I finished speaking.Because she said to me before going to bed last night: Jin, I seem to like someone.

At that time, we were lying in the same bed.Although I am not used to having physical contact with others, Han's four years in college have made me used to her presence.

Well, then what?

Hey, you don't really care about me with your disinterested look.She hugged the pillow and said dissatisfiedly, but I could detect her obviously lowered voice.

Well, tell me, who do you like?

from our school.She hesitated to speak.

Then?

a boy.

I was silent, she said a boy, what else is there in the school besides the teacher?It can't be the canteen staff.

Jin, don't you think it shouldn't be?She turned to look at me, eyes very confused.At this time, she seemed very vulnerable.

Fortunately, I have no opinion.It's just... I looked at her sincerely, you have to think clearly, in fact, you don't need to be so anxious, you can wait.

Maybe the boy doesn't have so many prejudices after leaving school.I said in my heart.

Han looked at me for a long time, and the tears that had been accumulated for a long time finally slipped from the corners of his eyes.In fact, I think so too, she said, he is about to be in his third year of high school.

Ok.

In the next ten minutes, Han briefly told me about the matter between her and the boy.The story is really short and I can't even discern from it how Han really feels about the guy.But I think she really likes him, otherwise she wouldn't talk about it with me.

At the end of the story, Han let out a long breath and said to me, thank you for listening to me. During that time, I really didn't know what to do, and I didn't dare to tell others.I'm afraid...but, Jin, I'm really not mistaken.

Of course I know what she is afraid of, how much she resembles me at the time, but I am not as lucky as her, and I have not met such a me like her.

By the way, Jin, do you have someone you like?

I'm really convinced by her, so come gossip about me after I've settled my own affairs?But my answer to this question is the same as always.

No.I said, because I clearly know that I am not because of that person.I just miss her, miss that time of laughing.

really not?She also doubted me as always, and then, Han changed the way of asking.Does anyone like you?

I don't know about this.

Although I swore in the afternoon that the relationship between me and the representative of the department is just an ordinary teacher-student relationship, but this is also my personal one-sided view.Han's words made me have to face up to some facts behind it.But then I thought, it doesn't matter anymore, I've already left, haven't I?

While thinking about this, we came to the side of the library, and we could still see college students going in and out at the door.Han's voice brought me back to reality from last night, I was always in a trance, and she had already seen it.

I still remember when I was in college, I went to the library to find you and always caught you.

I smile, the books in the library are always beckoning to me.I said.In fact, it’s because there is no library in the small town where I live, and even the school’s library and reading room can’t last long, and you can only borrow one book at a time.And in college, as long as there is no class, I can study in it, which is my dream.

Yes, and you still sit in the same area every time.

No, just to make it easier for you to find me.I said with a hippie smile, I haven't been this happy for a long time.

Since we couldn't get in, we left quickly.We continue to walk along the sidewalk, the school is huge.And I think the most unreasonable thing is that the dormitory and the canteen are in the opposite direction.Isn't this the result of digesting as soon as you are full?

We passed the basketball court, there were a lot of people inside, and the excitement seemed to be able to spread to us through the air.

We continued to walk, and almost every time we encountered a teaching area, Han could tell interesting things that happened there that year.But my memory stopped in the overflowing book fragrance in the library and the hot and dazzling sunlight outside the window.

Finally, we walked downstairs to our dormitory. Many female students who returned to the dormitory did not have the slightest doubt about us.I looked towards the fourth floor on the far left, where new students lived in and their belongings were hung up.

I said to Han: Let's go.

ah?So fast?She seemed a little unsatisfied.

Um.let's go.I am a little tired, following Han Yi's memories of college time, memory is a very magical thing, it will automatically eliminate those bad things and beautify your past.It's as if something that seemed unforgivable to you at the beginning can be laughed off now.

Perhaps this is called maturity.

The older we grow up, the more mature our state of mind is, and we will no longer be cold-hearted about small things like we were in school.Because you suddenly stepped into a society where people's hearts are unpredictable, you realized how rare it was to make small troubles back then.

At noon, we returned to Han's house before dinner time.We also went to buy some fruits on the way. This season is when tropical fruits are on the market.It's a pity that I came back too late, lychees are rare, and most of the longans are immature.Although there are also other places to buy, but after all, it is too expensive, and it is not something I can afford.Later we bought red dragon fruit, peaches, mangoes and yellow skins, two full bags.

It's okay, there are lychees frozen in my refrigerator.Just waiting for you to come back.Han seemed to see my regret and comforted me.I carried the fruit and she had nothing, although she paid for it.

Han's father didn't know where he was, but Han's mother said that I was too polite when she saw the two big bags of fruit.

nothing.I pretended to be stupid, anyway, I didn't pay the money.And Han didn't expose this trivial lie. I'm afraid she told it, and she was the one who was being told.

After lunch, Han really conjured up frozen lychees, but he couldn't eat them right away because they had been stored for too long.Han said that she also forgot last night, otherwise she would have eaten it long ago.

I gave her a smile.

Jin, can you not laugh like this?Han rubbed his arms exaggeratedly, goosebumps came up