Moon Huaying in the Deep Forest

Just call me Xia Ying.

Perhaps, when you read this text, the person I loved so much and I have turned into dust, and this story has long been forgotten by everyone.

If you are willing to listen to me, that's great. If you don't want to listen, then please make it easy for me to give you a shady place and allow me to talk to myself.

I wish you all the best.

At that time, I moved to this small town not long ago in order to study in high school.The strange surroundings made me feel novel, so I often went to the various shops around the school and wandered around without a clue, and when I was tired, I bought some small things that might not be so practical.

This day was the same, I was in a stationery store I had never been to, looking down at the rows of pens on the shelves.From the interior decoration and smell of this stationery store, it can be felt that this is a newly opened store.The owner of the store seems to have little experience in opening a store. The stationery store is called "One Tree", but the interior decoration is quite exaggerated. It is clearly a stationery store, but there is a large chandelier on the roof.In addition to rows of shelves and stacked cardboard boxes, the narrow aisles were crowded with people.Every time I take a step, I have to step on something, or the corner of the cardboard box on the ground, or someone accidentally knocked off the stationery, or someone's shoe upper.

There were too many people, and there was almost no room to turn around. I was almost pushed away by others.Just when I was getting impatient, I was suddenly pushed to the back of the shelf and saw a boy wearing a black and white autumn school uniform jacket.

Although I have just entered high school, I already know our school uniforms very well. There are three color schemes for school uniforms, and there is a cycle every three years, so the uniforms of different grades in the school are different.

Thanks to the color of the school uniform, I recognized right away that this was a sophomore in high school.

There were quite a few people in the stationery store, and the narrow aisle was crowded with several students wearing the same black and red color scheme as me for the first year of high school.Maybe it was thanks to the different styles of school uniforms, or maybe it was because he stood up straight and didn't hunch his back. In my opinion at the time, he was different from everyone else.He is the most eye-catching, or, to me, he is the only eye-catching existence.

After a long distance, I saw him frowning, also looking impatient, took out a box of pens from the shelf, and turned to check out.After he left, I didn't want to turn around anymore, so I grabbed a handful of pens nearby and walked to the cashier.

To my surprise, the black pens were almost useless, and even a few of them broke after a short period of use, and finally had to be thrown into the trash can.

Will pens that are not easy to use be placed in stationery stores?It seems that this stationery store is not very reliable.

If I knew it earlier, I would have chosen the same pen as that senior.He didn't even look carefully, just took a box and left, so confident, that box of pens must be easy to use!

The following learning tasks became more and more heavy, and I developed the habit of running to the bookstore to buy pens, and gradually put him behind me.He is just a strange senior.

This is my first encounter with him, or rather, this is my first unilateral encounter.

The National Day holiday is the first long vacation after high school, and for us, it is the first vacation after the military training.However, the upcoming monthly exam is like a ghost, whispering in our ears: "Do you really dare to play?"

Of course I dare not.I went to the self-study rooms around the school, and I didn't like it very much, but I really didn't want to be bored at home, so I just took a taxi to the county library to study.

I am not very familiar with this place, so I underestimated the distance between the county library and No. [-] Middle School.From the vicinity of No. [-] Middle School to the library, the taxi fare actually costs [-] yuan.There is no need to spend money to study in the library, but one round trip in the morning and one round trip in the afternoon will cost a total of [-] yuan on the road for this day.

But, is it fate?I actually saw him again in the library so far away from the school.

After a long distance, I saw him sitting upright at a glance, with a white collar under his sportswear jacket.He was reading a book at a table for two, the seat opposite was empty.

I went to the window, where the last empty long table for two was the same as the one in front of him.I am very satisfied with this position, it is not early, I hurriedly put on the earphones, bowed my head and started to study.

After an unknown period of time, someone gently handed over a large piece of draft paper from the side and placed it next to my hand.When I looked up, I found that it was the senior with the white collar.I was taken aback, looked down, and there was a note on the draft paper: "Hello, just now a couple said they wanted to sit with me, may I sit across from you?"

I nodded, stretched out my hand to signal him to sit down, and raised my pen to write on the draft paper: "The seats in the library, of course, you can sit wherever you want."

The library was very quiet, and we didn't know each other at all, so apart from the two sentences written on the draft paper, there was no communication at all.At noon, everyone left one after another, and I packed my schoolbag and prepared to go home for dinner.

As soon as I stood up and put my schoolbag on my back, he looked up at me, wrinkled his nose, and asked me in a low voice: "Are you leaving now? Leave the schoolbag behind to occupy a seat."

I subconsciously bent down and leaned in front of him to listen to him, nodded again, then reached out to him, also whispered: "Senior, I'm in Class One, Senior One, and my name is Xia Ying. It's Ri Yangying"

He also nodded, and then smiled lightly: "Grade One Class One? I'm in Senior Two Class One, my name is Lin Wuhua, Wuhua from Wuhua Tianbao. You will learn "Tengwang Pavilion Preface" in the second year of high school, and my name is A sentence from this article."

He didn't shake my hand, I was a little embarrassed, I didn't know where to put it when I took it back.In order to alleviate the embarrassment, I wanted to pretend to wipe my sweaty hands on my pants, but my palms were not sweaty, so this hand was hanging near the pocket of my trousers, and I didn't know where to put it.

I straightened up rather uncoordinated and left.

All the way home I kept thinking about these two encounters.Whether it is a stationery store or a library, there are so many people, but it is the two of us who meet.Maybe there is really a fate?

He said his name was Lin Wuhua, Lin Wuhua.

When I arrived at the library in the afternoon, he was already studying there.

Does he eat so fast?Or did he not need a nap at all?

Well, no matter what, I came later than him in the morning, left earlier than him at noon, and came later than him in the afternoon. It seems that I have to leave a little later at night, or I will be considered a loser.I secretly competed in my heart.

As soon as I put on the earphones, he handed over a small folded note from the opposite side.I took it over and unfolded it, and it was still the draft paper from the morning, and he wrote another line of words on the remaining blank part of the paper.

"Hey, what song are you listening to? Do you like it?"

I smiled at him, then imitated him, and wrote on the paper: "I'm not listening to music, I don't like listening to music while studying, the phone is not turned on, and I wear earphones for playing. Senior, you How come so early?"

He was a sophomore in high school, and he should be very busy studying, but he chatted with me one by one.

"I brought bread, so I didn't go home for lunch. I usually come here whenever I have time, and I'm used to it."

"Then you have been studying in the library since morning?"

"That's not true. Sitting all the time will hurt my back. I just went downstairs and turned around a few times."

I nodded and didn't reply. He stretched out his hand and took away the draft paper with a few lines written on it, and put it in the book.We all have more important things to do, how can we have time to chat when we are busy studying?I flipped through the thick teaching aids, sighed, and lowered my head to think again.So the afternoon passed.

Just after the first day of the first National Day holiday since high school, I decided not to go to the library to study for the next three years.It's not worth spending so much time and money on the way back and forth.

For the next six days, I really didn't go to the library again.I don't know if there is anyone sitting in my position and studying with him.

Does he treat others the same way?When he met other juniors or girls, when he was studying at the same table with them, he would take out a piece of draft paper to write a note, and ask them what song they were listening to?

No matter what he does, I really don't want to go outside to study anymore, just stay at home and stay at home.As long as you have a little more self-control, you can learn it no matter where you are.

The National Day holiday is coming to an end soon.As soon as school started and returned to class, everyone was so sleepy and exhausted, each of them seemed to be out of their bodies.

Our head teacher, Old Liu, was so angry that he patted the table and called us, scolding us for not having the self-consciousness of high school students, scolding us for not having the self-control of previous key class students, scolding us for not being human after the holiday.

"I was going to the fourth floor for a meeting just now, and I happened to pass by the door of Class [-], Grade [-]. I took a look in and saw that everyone was studying with their heads bowed in their seats, and no one was sleeping!"

"I know what you're thinking about. It must be that it's unfair to compare you with the sophomore class. But those students in class one of the sophomore year were not like you when they first entered the first year of high school!"

"You are students, you must be energetic, why are you all dead now! You have to show the appearance of the first class, you are the face of the first class, and a flag of the first class!"

"You don't look like students in the science key class at all! Not at all!"

The teacher yelled over and over again, the lowered head under the podium was barely raised and then lowered feebly, and the crooked body barely returned to the right position and then fell over again.On weekdays, everyone bowed their heads and started to do their homework after class. They didn't need the teacher to restrain them at all, and they were very self-conscious.Now everyone just sleeps on the table after class, or gathers in groups of three or two to chat quietly.

In short, in the few days after the National Day holiday, no matter whether it is a teacher or a student, everyone is depressed.

Maybe it was affected by the atmosphere in the class. I was also a little dull in those few days. I was bored and didn't want to study, but I was not sleepy. I just lay on the table and stared at the paint flaws on the desk surface in a daze.

These cracks and small pits are telling me: "This table has been working for several years."

So, how long has it been here?Has it witnessed the efforts of several key class students?Did the students it accompanied all get good grades in the end?Are they all headed for a great future?

On this day last year, who is sitting at this desk now in the second year of high school?

As I was thinking wildly, there was a light knock on the door of the class.A few classmates who were sleeping lightly on the table were disturbed and made impatient clicks.

The headmaster asked the class teachers to strictly manage the six key classes in arts and sciences in the school. Therefore, outsiders are usually not allowed in our class, and we have to ask the class leader to help pass the word on anything.Our squad leader was also lying at the table, but now with a dark face, he got up and went out to look rather unwillingly.I was a little curious, and I thought "it's not a big deal to watch the excitement", who is so annoying and so ignorant?

After a while, the squad leader came over and knocked on my desk: "Xia Ying, senior Lin Wuhua from Class [-], Grade [-] came to see you. He asked you to go to the corridor, saying that he wanted to tell you something."

Hearing the voice, my deskmate raised his head from his arms and gave me a hard look.Is this taking your anger out on me?Is this also my fault?I was a little unhappy and lost interest in going out to see Lin Wuhua.

What did he come to see me for?

Just pretend I'm sleeping.

Though thinking so, I straightened up and glanced at the corridor curiously.I thought in my heart: Just take a look, just take a look, and I will get down if I am sure it is him, and then ask the monitor to tell him that I am sleeping.He doesn't know where my seat is, so he won't notice me, how could it be such a coincidence.

What I didn't expect was that when I straightened up, he was also looking in from the door, and we happened to see each other.There is nothing more embarrassing than this, I can't lie, I have to stand up, go to the corridor, look at him, and ask him as quietly as possible: "You looking for me?"

The author has something to say:

"Moonlight Reflects the Deep Forest" is a short essay I started writing in September last year. At that time, I was sick frequently, my studies were heavy, and there was a lot of resistance. After writing three or four chapters, I wanted to give up.Because a relative or friend said that he really wanted to know the follow-up, he worked hard to finish it, the full text is 6w+.The version that is posted today is the eighth edition that I deleted, edited, and rewritten. At the end of the revision, it is very different from the first edition.Looking back now, I still feel that there are many unsatisfactory places, which may be revised later.

I wish you all good health!