Hey, fate

The college entrance examination countdown row on the blackboard has counted to "3".

An Jia raised her head from the pile of books and glanced at the densely packed review points for each subject on the blackboard, took off her glasses, and rubbed her sore eyes.

The life of the third year of high school is coming to an end. In the last week, most of the teachers stopped talking in class and left all the time for the students themselves.

Especially in class one, for a long time there was no supervisor in the classroom, whether it was the teacher or the monitor on duty—in fact, it didn’t matter whether the students in class one who were highly self-conscious and self-disciplined were supervised or not.

The real school time is actually only today—to be precise, it is less than 5 minutes. After finishing the examination room this afternoon, everyone will leave the school and seal the examination room.

In the remaining three days, I will go home for two days to take a study leave, and one day I will go to another school to familiarize myself with the location of the examination room.

The second high school has been used as the examination room for liberal arts in previous years, so only science students will be required to go to the other two high schools.

An Jia finished wiping the lenses with a lens cloth, put them in the glasses case, and started packing up, and other people in the class also started packing up one after another.

They are going to take everything back to the dormitory today - they have cleaned up so many exam rooms for others, senior high school entrance exams, academic level tests, large and small weekly exams, and tests, and this is the last time to clean up the exam room for themselves.

An Jia suddenly felt a little lost.

The third year of high school is undoubtedly a year of hard work, exhaustion and even boring, but in this year, something else was quietly born——

That is the courage and strength honed in more than 300 days and nights to face this battle without gunpowder.

But it doesn't stop there, there is also the comfort and touch from all those who accompany me.

The third year of high school is over, how long will these things be remembered?

There are no other sounds in the class except the sound of packing things. This is always the case in the class. Everyone does their own thing, and the relationship between people is not very close, because everyone is too sober to understand what they need.

For this, An Jia was very envious of Class 23.

He always went to Xie Feng, and he also knew that their class was always noisy, and study was never the first priority—he didn't even remember to get the test papers, An Jia was always worried about this.

Although his grades were poor, the class was always full of vitality and a family-like atmosphere, which was a warmth he had never experienced before.

Even though he was about to leave school soon, the atmosphere in the class was still the same as the usual exam room where a random exam was being arranged, nothing special.

An Jia tidied things up in this subtle and sad mood. Everyone needs to participate in tidying up the examination room. People who sit against the wall like him just need to tear off the stickers on the wall and scribble on them. Don't worry about the traces of the painting, someone will stick it on with a big white paper.

An Jia quickly recovered, and walked out carrying a large bag of books—he never liked to carry a school bag, he always felt that such a heavy book would bend his spine.

When he walked outside the classroom, he saw that the exam room was being tidied up on the upper floor of the sophomore opposite, and the sound of human voices pulling the table was tangled, which was particularly lively in the sweltering summer afternoon.

He walked towards the corridor again, and went downstairs without hesitation. When he reached the hall on the first floor, he saw Xie Feng coming from the other side of the corridor carrying a bunch of messy bags.

He also saw An Jia, and seemed to want to reach out to say hello, but he couldn't raise his hand, so he called out: "An Jia!"

An Jia responded with a smile, and the little haze in his heart dissipated as soon as he saw him. He walked over and helped him carry the biggest bag with a lot of gaudy things on it. On the top was a dictionary, which was a bit heavy , he adjusted the strap and held it firmly.

Xie Feng put the thing on the ground to rest for a while, he bent over and panted and asked him, "Is it heavy?"

An Jia smiled and said, "It's not heavy."

Xie Feng picked up his things again, and walked out with him, still laughing at him, "Why not heavy? There is a Chinese dictionary, English-Chinese dictionary, idiom dictionary, and my Balzac, Duras, Wang Guozhen , Lin Qingxuan, Wang Xiaobo..."

After he finished giving his name, he gave another chuckle at the end, "You are stupid." He was going to fetch his bag as he said that.

An Jia hid for a while, and repeated, "It's not heavy, and you have a lot of things."

Xie Feng withdrew his hand, and no longer persisted, just rebuked casually, "You don't have many things, do you?"

An Jia looked at the crowd who were dragging suitcases, holding books, or stopping to rest. The weight in their hands was not light, but he felt that a heart was about to float up, "I'd rather The heavy things are with you, and these things are not too heavy."

There were a few crystal beads of sweat on Xie Feng's forehead, and he didn't care to wipe them off, he was still adjusting the angles of a few bags so that they wouldn't strangle his hands, and without hearing An Jia's voice-over, he said honestly, "Ah? What is it? Is it your thermos? I'll get it to you when I go back to the dormitory."

An Jia smiled and said, "You don't need to pay it back, just let you go."

Before Xie Feng could react, he said "ah", "You don't want it anymore?"

An Jia was really helpless, and didn't know if his incomprehension was just a faux pas, so she had no choice but to say, "I'll give you my heart if I give it to you, don't give it back."

Xie Feng was stunned, and then laughed, "Well, that was originally mine, so I don't want to give it to you."

Because the three grades all left the school at the same time, the school gate was very crowded, Xie Feng and An Jia, as usual, planned to wait for everyone to leave before taking the bus.

The things were packed quickly, Xie Feng went to find An Jia, and when he went downstairs, he saw An Jia waiting for him under the tree, looking down at the "Wang Guozhen Poetry Collection" that came along from Xie Feng.

The setting sun shone from behind him, blurring his whole body, and the evening wind blew, and his hair kissed the air.

And he stood there with tenderness in his eyes.

For no reason, Xie Feng recalled the scene of An Jia confessing to him in that song at almost the same sunset a long time ago.

It seems that after years have passed, the person in front of me is still the same person as before. In fact, these days have not changed at all.

An Jia saw Xie Feng approaching from the corner of his eye, his posture did not change, he only read a passage softly, "I want to tell you, you will never be alone again, because I miss you, don't get lost, we are together , what hell is there to fear, and what heaven is so rare.”

After listening to Xie Feng, he didn't say anything to him, but only approached him, kissed him, and when he left his lips, he showed a smile, "I am not your shadow, but I will be with you forever."

From the moment Xie Feng's lips touched him, An Jia's heart became strangely quiet, and she didn't have the feeling of her heart jumping out of her throat and her shortness of breath during the kiss before.

He realized in a trance how natural this is, the sun is still warm, and the evening breeze is soft and tender, the person he loves is in front of him, and the entire sunset is behind his back.

Until Xie Feng left his lips and talked to him with a smile, he silently thought in his heart, what is in his eyes?Shiny, so beautiful.

Xie Feng saw that An Jia hadn't spoken for a long time, as if she was in trouble, and teased, "I've made progress, I didn't blush today."

Then An Jia hugged him as if a switch had been pressed, buried him on his neck, took a deep breath, and then kissed him bit by bit under his ears and on his neck like a clingy animal. , sucking carefully, leaving little hickey marks.

I seem to have forgotten that this is still the door of the dormitory. Although most people are leaving now, the dormitory auntie lives on the first floor, and she can come out at will, and there are classmates who may come in and out at any time outside the door.

Xie Feng didn't say anything, just patted him on the back, "Hey, don't make it too obvious, my mother should miss me when she sees it."

An Jia calmed down after a while, but fortunately no one passed by during the period, so he let go of Xie Feng.

Xie Feng smiled and said, "Puppy, have you eaten enough?"

An Jia was a little embarrassed for a moment, she didn't even know why she suddenly wanted to hug him and kiss him like crazy.

It must be that he is too gentle, the wind is blowing just right, and the sentimental lines in the book happened to poke into his heart.

The two caught the last bus.

The car was full of people, and there was still a seat when they got up. An Jia asked Xie Feng to sit down, but Xie Feng was not polite, holding the things of two people in his arms, while standing beside him, looking down at him.

Xie Feng seemed to be a little sleepy, and as soon as he sat down, he tilted his neck and closed his eyes to fall asleep.

He is really tired today, his class has already started tidying up the examination room, and he has a lot of work: he and Chang Cheng are in charge of the desk part, they have to watch out for moving out the extra desks, and they also have to pull the desks in the classroom. , It's not an easy job, and I helped a few girls clean the glass and blackboard in the middle.

Finally, after everything was sorted out, he had to write a series of things such as exam time and subjects on the blackboard. He was almost the last few out of the classroom, and went downstairs with big bags, although An Jia helped him carry the last one. It was heavy, but in the end he went back to the dormitory and threw the things away, and fell on Chang Cheng's bed to rest for a long time.

Now that he has rested, he feels drowsy again. Normally, he would never fall asleep on the bus, just because he is with An Jia today, and he is not afraid of passing the stop. I closed my eyes and rested, but finally fell asleep in a daze in the rhythm of the bus bobbing three times.

An Jia looked down at him as he was pulling the ring, and he found that he often saw Xie Feng sleeping by chance. Is it because he fell asleep so easily, or because he was facing himself, so he felt at ease. Do you think it's okay to fall asleep?

An Jia hoped it was the latter.

He carefully looked at Xie Feng's side face, his head rested on the car window, bumping and bumping from time to time as the road bumped, An Jia changed one hand to pull the ring, and put the other hand on his head Side, through the car window, so that he does not hurt so much.

On his exposed neck, if you look carefully, there are hickey marks that you just left, like a mark declaring possession.

An Jia stared at that place almost obsessively, as if she wanted to engrave it in her brain and into her bones and blood.

How nice, he thought.

When he was about to get out of the car, An Jia patted him on the shoulder lightly, "Here we are, we are about to get off."

Xie Feng opened his eyes. He rubbed his eyes and said hoarsely, "I fell asleep—how ​​long have I been asleep?"

An Jia took the things in his arms and helped him up, "You slept all the way, like a pig."

Xie Feng was happy, and got out of the car behind An Jia, "Tsk, your little dog is really not as good as a pig or a dog."

There are still 3 days until the college entrance examination.

The author has something to say:

Today is also a sweet day to fall in love!

I can only write this kind of sweet story when I'm old, it's really terrible...

A few days is also a day for proficient kneeling and begging for a dragon hee hee hee

Babes, occasionally help the whole dragon!

Your encouragement is my greatest motivation! !