From the moment Song Mingyuan was born, he was not alone.

His biological mother hit it off with his godmother a long time ago, and made a baby kiss for him as early as two years before he was born.

He didn't know what the marriage contract was. He only knew that since he could remember, Xiao Yi, who was at the opposite door, had been by his side inseparably.

This kind of companionship lasted until he was four and a half years old, when Xiaoyi's family suddenly left because of something in his hometown.

On the day Xiaoyi left, Song Mingyuan cried for a long time in the room until his voice became hoarse, and his parents came back.

He couldn't remember what Song's mother said to him that day, but he only remembered that his mother hugged him for a long, long time.

Half a year later, Song Ma's job was transferred, and they moved their family to City A. Song Mingyuan thought that he would not see Xiao Yi for a long time, but he didn't expect that after another half year, Xiao Yi's family also moved to City A.

On the day they reunited with Xiao Yi, Song Mingyuan changed from his usual lively and brave, and shrank behind Qiu Wanyi's legs for a long time before being tricked by the other party with a fire-fighting toy car.

Although the two families could no longer live opposite each other, Song Mingyuan was very happy that Xiaoyi had reappeared in his life.

In the blink of an eye, the two children became elementary school students together. Song Mingyuan was in Class Three, Xiao Yi was in Class Five, and the two classrooms happened to be opposite each other.

Xiao Yi would come to play with Song Mingyuan after class, and he came so often that all of Song Mingyuan's classmates knew that he had a very clingy friend.

At the beginning, the students in the first row called him: "Song Mingyuan, someone is looking for you."

Later, the students in the first row called him: "Song Mingyuan, Xiao Yi is here!"

Later, the students in the first row were able to chat with Xiaoyi while calling him.

In this way, the two were promoted to the second grade. Xiaoyi still ran to the door of their classroom after class, but Song Mingyuan had more and more people in his class who could chat with Xiaoyi. Sometimes he even told each other After a few sentences, the school bell rang.

It was the same today, the female classmate sitting at the door in the first row seemed to like Xiao Yi very much, and she had to compare with him who could memorize the multiplication formula better, as if Xiao Yi came to see her specially.

Song Mingyuan was kicking the stone that he met by chance at the school gate all the way home. He followed Xiao Yi without saying a word. The other party asked him what was wrong two or three times, but he didn't say anything.

Xiao Yi also kept silent, and when he was almost at the door of his house, the other party opened his mouth: "Xiao Qian, can you call me by my name at school?"

Song Mingyuan stopped abruptly, raised his head and stared at Xiao Yi blankly, did he even refuse to call him a nickname?Why did you stop calling all of a sudden?

Xiaoyi looked back to see him stop, turned back and stood in front of him, lowered his head slightly, and said, "Xiaoyi is called by my family, I don't want other students to call me that too."

Song Mingyuan tilted his head and thought for a long time before he understood the meaning of Xiaoyi's words, so what he meant was that this nickname can only be called by him, and other students can't?

The corners of his lips gradually turned up, revealing his white teeth, and he turned into his usual lively appearance again: "Okay! Then what's your name?"

Xiao Yi raised his head and blinked his beautiful eyes, as if he couldn't accept the fact that the other party didn't know his real name, so he said in a few seconds: "My name is Gao Xingcheng."

"Okay, Gao Xingcheng!" Song Mingyuan was still smiling, and his steps were brisk, and he continued to walk until he reached the gate of the community. He stopped and said to Gao Xingcheng behind him, "Don't look for me after class."

He deliberately paused: "I'll find you later."

Since the day he finished speaking, if Gao Xingcheng was fine, he really rarely went to see Song Mingyuan.

Song Mingyuan said that he came to play with him after class, but in fact he couldn't come twice a day, and then he only came to see him at the door of the class once in two days.

But this is also good, both of them are better integrated into their respective classes.

And they still have time to go to and from school, and every holiday and weekend, the parents of the two families will take them out to play in turn every week. When Song Mingyuan is in a painting class, Gao Xingcheng will sit outside his classroom and wait for him. Like when they were younger.

Song Mingyuan was still very naughty, so the teacher simply arranged him as a disciplinary committee member. Since then, he has set an example and strictly demanded himself in all aspects, and now he has his own prestige in the class.

Gao Xingcheng's personality is introverted, but he is not weak. He does not know Anping at the back table, and inexplicably gained his first good friend besides Song Mingyuan.

Both of them had good grades, and they were both sunny and handsome. They quickly became famous in elementary school. Many teachers in other grades could call them by their names, but they didn't know who this teacher was.

Neither of the two boys lived up to the teacher's love. Not only did their grades remain in the top ten of their grades, Song Mingyuan always won trophies in the painting competitions he participated in, and Gao Xingcheng always won medals in the sports games he participated in.

Song Mingyuan and Gao Xingcheng chased after each other to the sixth grade, and Gao Xingcheng suddenly started to grow taller.

It seems that it only took more than half a year. By the time he graduated from elementary school, Gao Xingcheng was already 1.7 meters tall, while Song Mingyuan was still more than 1.5 meters tall.

In order to catch up with him as soon as possible, Song Mingyuan recently forced himself to eat more every meal, but it didn't work.

And recently, Gao Xingcheng likes to put his shoulders on his shoulders when he walks, like hugging a little brother.

Song Mingyuan didn't like this feeling, they were only eight months apart, but now it looked like they were two years apart.

Even Gao Xingcheng's classmate, An Ping, was half a head taller than him.The last time they made an appointment to play basketball on a Saturday afternoon, he was mercilessly laughed at by Anping, telling him that this kitten should not always sneak into the tigers.

Although the other party hadn't finished speaking, Gao Xingcheng glared at him and swallowed the rest of the words. Song Mingyuan himself told him that the cat is the tiger's master, but Song Mingyuan's mood did not improve much because of this.

This is the first time that Song Mingyuan doesn't want to continue to stick with Gao Xingcheng every day.

Later, it was his godfather Gao Junchi who came forward and said that he had only started to grow in high school and had grown to 1.8 meters three. Song Mingyuan was a little relieved of the temporary height gap.

Soon the two became junior high school students.

They seem to have grown up a lot from the moment they entered junior high school. The two of them seemed to have made an appointment. Neither of them went to wait for others at the door of the other's class, nor did they show off to others everywhere like they did in elementary school. There are dolls.

Less than a month after the start of junior high school, gossip news about XX and XX's relationship suddenly spread in the class. It seemed that the students were very eager to prove that they had grown up with love. More and more love news like Song Mingyuan It seemed that he suddenly realized that his relationship with Gao Xingcheng should not be as simple as going to and from school together.

Song Mingyuan finally began to grow taller, but Gao Xingcheng's height did not stand still.

When exercising between classes, he could always see Gao Xingcheng standing at the end of his class, seemingly carelessly doing every movement in place.

Gao Xingcheng also looked at him almost every day, but when he turned his head, Song Mingyuan would quickly look away.

In the second semester of the second year of junior high school, the girls launched a school selection on the school's post bar, and the names of Song Mingyuan and Gao Xingcheng were on the list.

I don't know what their judging criteria are, but in the end Gao Xingcheng beat Song Mingyuan by ten votes and became the school grassroots.

It was also from that time that Anping began to fall in love.

Fourteen or fifteen-year-olds don't know what love is. Every week, the objects he takes to the sidelines of the basketball court are almost different. Sometimes they are girls, sometimes they are boys.

After Song Mingyuan teased him from Anping, he stopped playing basketball with Gao Xingcheng. He didn't really like sports at first, but he just wanted to play with the little bamboo horse.

Compared with the confrontational and sweaty basketball court, Song Mingyuan prefers to sit in the classroom to draw or read novels.

Sometimes he also goes to watch Gao Xingcheng play basketball games.

During the first semester of the third year of junior high school, City A held a junior high school basketball game. Gao Xingcheng had to train with the school team until late almost every day, and Song Mingyuan was waiting for him while doing his homework.

I don’t know what happened on Friday. Suddenly, many people came to watch their training, and shouted the names of Gao Xingcheng and Anping from the sidelines. The noise made Song Mingyuan unable to do his homework properly, and he had to go back to the classroom again.

The training time for the school team seemed to be very long that day. Song Mingyuan fell asleep on the table after finishing his homework. When Gao Xingcheng called, it was already dark.

Song Mingyuan looked out the window while answering the phone.

Gao Xingcheng's shirt, which had just come out of the basketball court, was mostly soaked in sweat, and it stuck to his body to outline the shape of his muscles. He put a towel on his shoulders, and many people surrounded him, pouring all kinds of drinks and water Pass it to him.

"Hello," Gao Xingcheng paused, without calling out his name, and asked directly, "Where are you?"

Song Mingyuan stood in front of the window, his eyes fell on Gao Xingcheng's face through the empty playground.

Gao Xingcheng seemed to mature a little faster than him, and he no longer looked like an immature boy. The other party's thick black eyebrows were tightly locked together, and he pushed the various water bottles around him, but pushed away the few in front. There will be others coming up later, his tone was a little impatient, and he asked again: "Where are you?"

Song Mingyuan knew that his tone was not aimed at himself, because the other party had never talked to him like this before, but he still started to become irritable uncontrollably.

The people surrounding Gao Xingcheng seemed to refuse to let him go unless he took a bottle. Song Mingyuan watched Gao Xingcheng take the mineral water from the long-haired girl on the left.

That girl's name is Yin Xiyan, she is Gao Xingcheng's classmate, her family conditions are good, and her parents have some business contacts with Gao Xingcheng's parents.

"I am home!"

Song Mingyuan stood in front of the window of the dimly lit classroom, and hung up the phone after saying four words.

This is the second time he doesn't want to be with Gao Xingcheng.

When he went home that day, he angrily took home all the love letters on the desk that he had never cared about.

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