Time is not alluring

As soon as Jian Yu and I went up to the third floor, we saw a man standing at the top of the stairs. To be precise, he was looking at Jian Yu beside me. He walked up two steps and spoke.

"I'm planning to go down to find you." Duan Yan took the book in Jian Yu's hand, turned to me and said, "Put your book on it too, and I'll carry it."

Walking through the stairs, I took a closer look. The place where he was standing just now was covered with a layer of dust, and there were already deep footprints. He is really a bit awkward.

"Is he your junior high school classmate?" I still couldn't help asking.

"En." Jian Yu replied.

"It can be seen that you have a good relationship, and he cares about you."

The latter sentence was added by myself as superfluous, and it was already an insinuation, but it was definitely not meant to be ridiculed.

I sneaked a glance at her out of the corner of my eye, and found that there was no shyness or embarrassment on her face, but very calm, guess wrong?Or did you say the wrong thing?

"We have a good relationship." Jian Yu said quietly, "I have been in the same class with him since elementary school, can we have a good relationship?"

In the last sentence, her slightly upturned ending sound brought out a little joy. I scratched my head and said something hastily.

"What a coincidence, Liu Xu and I have been in the same class and table since we were young, and our relationship is very good. The situation is a bit similar." After a pause, he asked again, "What's your name?"

"Jian Yu." She smiled at me, and she still felt very gentle when she thought about it later, "What about you?"

"Me, Wei An."

Not long after I got back to my seat, Liu Xu looked at me with a look of being raped on the bed, didn't bother to pay attention to him, and simply shook her head.

Looking at the front table in the aisle, I carefully peeped at their affairs, and then weaved them into the stories I wrote.

The students began to go up to pick up the books one by one. The brand-new books exuded the fragrance of ink, like a heat wave rushing over and piercing my sweet dream. Write the class and name for me.

"What the hell...why are there so many books...An An...my hand is going to be broken..."

When it was my turn to introduce myself at the table in front of the aisle, I paid special attention to it. Jian Yu was the same as her name, simple words.

Turning around, she picked out an empty space on the blackboard and wrote her name. Her writing on the blackboard was not as flamboyant as Liu Xu's, it was very elegant and elegant.

"Jian Yu, please take care of me."

Then he stepped off the stage, sat down, picked up his pen, and continued to write his name and class on the new textbook.

Her tablemate...is called Duan Yan, who looks very sunny and has a wheat-colored complexion. He is not as calm and calm as Shen Shen, but he is laughing and joking, which seems unreliable.

"My name is Duan Yan, a local..."

Duan Yan turned around and wrote his name on the place where he had just written in simplified language. The two names next to each other, like an inseparable fate, even read so naturally.

"Ah!" A male student at the bottom suddenly realized, "Doesn't the name of your classmate Jian Yu just read like words? Do you know each other?"

My eyes followed the eyes of the whole class, staring at the male classmate in unison, and then unanimously agreed.

That male classmate, as I remember, was called Xu Jietian.

Duan Yan frankly accepted the baptism of the eyes of the whole class, and raised his eyebrows at Xu Jietian amidst the meaningful and complicated expressions, he was in a very good mood, "Student, you are right, Ah Yu and I are childhood sweetheart."

In the latter sentence, his eyes naturally fell on Jian Yu.

For a long time afterwards, as soon as Duan Yan was mentioned, Jian Yu would come to mind, and as long as Jian Yu was mentioned, Duan Yan would come to mind. The two of them were like a blooming twin lotus, and the chance of opening up was only [-] in [-].

"Tch." Liu Xu disdainfully poked me with a pen, and said, "An An and I are also childhood sweethearts!"

Her voice was not loud, and it fell like a needle in the silent classroom. I turned my head, nodded in agreement, and said, "Indeed, we also grew up together as childhood sweethearts."

Xiao Huan, a classmate at the front desk, turned his head and said to us quietly, "Childhood sweethearts describe childhood sweethearts between men and women, what are you doing so blindly?"

Duan Yan threw the chalk on the stage, walked off the stage, sat on his seat, Jian Yu raised his head, and his eyes fell on the two names juxtaposed on the blackboard, piercing through the solid wall and falling in the past.

"childish."

Duan Yan pretended not to hear what she said clearly, leaned on the table, leaned over, and asked, "What did you say?"

"I said you were naive."

Jian Yu closed the book, put it aside, turned her head, said something, Duan Yan grinned, stood up, and handed her her book.

"It's not the first day you know." Duan Yan opened the book, pointed at it, and said, "Write it here."

Class one and one in high school, Duan Yan.

Looking at these words, Duan Yan felt very satisfied and at ease. He looked at Jian Yu with gentle and affectionate eyes.

I looked away resentfully, and looked at my tablemate with disgust, then at other tablemates, then at my childhood sweetheart, and then at other people's childhood sweethearts.

The contrast is too great.

"You should be gentler to me in the future." I said honestly, and began to fantasize, "Smile as lightly as the wind, your eyes should be affectionate, affectionate and not perfunctory, every movement and tone should have a greasy, crooked look. The taste is like the feeling of falling in love..."

Liu Xu looked at me like an idiot, threw the last book to me, rubbed her hands, and said, "It's finished."

"Do you remember what I said?" As if the teacher was explaining the key points to the students, he knocked hard on the book, "I'm teaching you acting skills!"

"Great director and screenwriter, I know."

Liu Xu begs to be let go.

When school was over, Tai Renbin gathered all the students in Grade [-] and [-] to the stairs in front of the teaching building, and took a group photo, saying it was a souvenir for everyone.

Standing positions range from high to low. I stood at the very edge of the first row, and was suddenly pushed by the catkins behind me. I staggered and fell out of the line.

The whole class looked at me in unison, I turned my head and gave Liu Xu a glare, she was still that lifeless rascal, Tai Renbin looked at me, Liu Xu yelled.

"Head teacher, An An also has a camera, let her take a photo for everyone."

"is it?"

Under Tai Renbin's kind and gentle questioning, I nodded, took out the camera a little nervously, and stood beside Tai Renbin, I was like a small shrimp, and it was difficult to breathe.

I was born slow, and my hand was a step slow. When I pressed the shutter, everyone looked at the camera in unison, especially Liu Xu, who had a very bright grin, which did not match her appearance.

After I met Jian Yu, I thought Liu Xu's smile should be the same as Jian Yu's, shallow and soft, not too warm but with fatal tenderness.

Among all the people staring at the camera in unison, there are some exceptions. In the time gap between me and Tai Renbin pressing the shutter, he has already bowed his head, following the scenery in the camera in his mind accurately.

If everything is delayed by a second, you will gain a different imagination.

I looked at the photos on the camera and thought blankly.

"What are you thinking about?" Liu Xu hooked my shoulder from behind, happily, "School is over, you can go home."

"It's nothing."

I secretly put the camera into the shriveled schoolbag, like a thief, stealing other people's secrets and turning them into my own voyeur.

When I got home at night, I was standing at the door with my schoolbag on my back, and I was fumbling for the key with my head down. As soon as I cleaned the keyhole, I heard footsteps inside, and then the door opened, and my mother's kind and kind face appeared.

I don’t know what is playing on the TV in the living room. It sounds very noisy. My mother put the slippers under my feet and put my schoolbag aside. She almost confessed me as an old Buddha. She was full of Gossiping about trivial matters.

"I heard that Jiangnan's luxurious and elegant style of study is also very good. Many people fought for this school. It is our family's pride that you can pass the exam. Today, Mom specially cooked your favorite dishes..."

Amidst her earnest nagging and gaze, she gradually lowered her head and covered her ears invisibly. The depression in Jiangnan surged up again, and her nose was sour.

"Jiangnan is very good, and the school is also very impressive. You can walk around the fence for half an hour." I tried my best to raise a smile, a little reluctantly, and said, "I'm still in the elite class."

The mother's face was full of pride, and she said, "That's natural, my daughter!"

"Mom, is the meal ready? I'm hungry." I changed the subject.

"Go and wash your hands, you can eat later."

When I walked into the living room, I found that my father, who didn't like to watch TV, was sitting in front of the TV with a newspaper in his hand. My mother walked over and glanced at him. He was really awkward.

I pretended I didn’t see my father’s newspaper being taken over by him, sat on the sofa, and changed one station after another. Today, I refused to accompany my parents and insisted on going to Jiangnan to sign up alone, because I was afraid that I would feel heavy when I saw my parents’ eyes.

They wholeheartedly wanted their daughter to become a phoenix, and they arranged for me to study in the south of the Yangtze River by sending tributes and taking advantage of their relationship. They hoped that I could become their capital to show off and their pride.

But I forgot that I have never been a material for studying, maybe they have understood it a long time ago, but they just don't give up and firmly believe that their daughter has always been smarter than others.

Smarter than... Catkin.

I don't want to let them down, I can't bear to destroy their expectations, and I always become silent when I meet their eyes, and I can't even say a word of rejection.

I opened my mouth, but still didn't say anything, my mother gave me another piece of meat, and said in a very doting and distressed tone, "Eat more, look at you going out for a day, it's all turned black."

I smiled reluctantly, lowered my head to eat hard, and said vaguely, "The sun is a bit fierce today, besides, haven't I been so dark all the time."

"How about today's registration?"

Dad, who had been silent all this time, became interested, drank two glasses of wine, and asked drunkenly.

"It's going well. The teacher told me that I have to pay various expenses tomorrow." I paused, staring at the white rice in front of me in a daze, poked it with my chopsticks, and said, "I'm in class one, the so-called... elite class ..."

"How about the class teacher?" Mom said softly, with a kind of cautiousness in her soft eyes, afraid of offending the most difficult thing for me to say.

"It's pretty good." I raised my head and smiled at my mother, "My surname is Tai, I have many years of teaching experience, and I'm pretty good at managing classes."

"Oh, all right."

My mother's eyes are gentle, but I feel that she is showing me mercy.

"I'm quite happy to be in Jiangnan." I bowed my head to eat, and said insincerely, feeling astringent in my heart, "The classmates are also very nice, and I'm quite happy to stay there for three years."

Dad was very happy. He quickly poured a glass of wine, gulped it down, and said, "That's fine. I'm afraid that you will be too psychologically burdened. ...Jiangnan...isn't it just a matter of spending some money..."

"Tell you not to drink so much!" Mom yelled, snatched the wine glass from Dad, put it on the table with a bang, and spilled a lot of wine on the table.

Dad was drunk, and after such a fuss, he seemed to come back to his senses, mumbled something in his mouth, and said to me with drunken eyes, "An'an... don't put too much pressure on entering Jiangnan... Can Dad help you? That's all there is to do, the rest of the road has to be walked by yourself..."

"Yeah." I replied in a calm manner, and when the tears that were brewing emotionally were about to come out, I stood up and said, "I'm full, eat slowly."

I'm afraid that if I don't leave, I will cry out for nothing.

"Hey, An'an, you haven't finished your meal yet, why do you eat so little..."

Dad's intermittent words came, and the glass of wine that hadn't been drunk was refilled again. I quickly wiped my eyes with the back of my hand, and tears came out.

What is more uncomfortable than crying is listening to others cry, I can hear the choking between the lines of my father, I would rather he scolded me loudly for being worthless or something, than this... this...

It will make me despise myself even more.

"Well, what are you doing talking to my daughter?" In the living room, the mother sighed and said, "Didn't her character make her feel more self-pity..."

"Wouldn't it be nice to go to an ordinary high school... Do you have to let her study Jiangnan... Is that where people live... You say you... have to be serious with them... Is their daughter your daughter?"

"What do you know?" A sigh came from the room, "I'm not being serious with others, isn't An An just Liu Xu's friend?"

The sound insulation at home is very good, and I can't hear the sound in the second bedroom next to the master bedroom.