sun, fall

That year, I was 15 years old and had just entered high school.Chu Ling and I are in the same school, I am a freshman in high school, and he is a senior in high school.I've been following him since my first month of high school without knowing his name and he doesn't know me.

Chu Ling is the most sunny and handsome boy I see every day.He is not tall, about 1.7 meters, but he is very fit, with a clear and pleasant appearance, and his brows reveal the heroic spirit of a big boy.

How many times have I stood blankly in front of the short railing next to the playground, watching him wearing a shiny half-sleeved sportswear, active on the basketball court.The sunshine in September was exceptionally bright and clear, and the high wind gust made the row of tall and tall trees opposite the playground rattle.Looking at his handsome and childish face that seems to be familiar to me, and the wheat-colored skin that looks full of vitality, I sometimes fantasize about it, and sometimes I pretend to be expressionless when my heart beats suddenly faster, and I want to hide it.

On his body, he often wears a necklace-ordinarily, this is against school rules-and he does not take it off when he plays.The metal charms of the necklace shone extraordinarily bright in the sun.

In those days, after lunch every day, I would come to the playground and look around.During that time, I had a bad stomach and always had to go out for a stroll after meals.Whenever I saw that big boy in the playground, I would always look at him from a distance; sometimes I searched the playground and didn't see him, and I felt inexplicably melancholy and panicked.

When I was just in high school, I came to a strange school, and I suddenly lost my friends.I am weak and not good at all kinds of sports. This alone cuts down the common language between me and most of the boys in the class by more than half.After school, the boys in the class often get together, either playing basketball or playing football outside the school. I don't participate in any of them, and I don't have any interest in joining in the fun, so I rush home alone.Several times, some classmates said that I "do not look like a man", and another time, the physical education teacher said in class that I was "very thin and delicate, like a little girl", and everyone around me burst into laughter.

As for girls, I have never been interested in them since I was a child, and I know almost nothing about what they like.Usually, those girls rarely take the initiative to talk to me.

——And he, the big boy from the same school whose name I didn't know at the time, almost for the first time, made me feel inexplicably moved.

On the eve of the 1000th, the school held a track and field meeting as usual.Since the teacher asked everyone to participate, I immediately reported the most labor-saving high jump and shot put. The 800-meter, 400-meter long-distance race, and [-]-meter relay, these most terrible events, have quite a few places, which are destined to be apportioned to those who have not signed up for a long time. I have long been aware of this.

On the day of the sports meeting, the weather was exceptionally sunny.Early in the morning, I didn't eat as usual. When I first woke up every day, I was not hungry at all, and I didn't want to eat anything.I got up late that day, and my time was a bit tight. Fortunately, my home was very close to the school, and I ran a few steps, so I was not late.However, until half an hour later, my stomach was still churning, and several times I had the urge to vomit—fortunately, I kept suppressing the feeling of vomiting, so I didn't make a fool of myself in front of everyone.

At this moment, all the students in the school were seated by the class beside the playground.As the competition was going on on the sports field, the announcer’s slurred drake’s voice resounded through the sky through the loudspeaker;

I watched the students around me coldly. Most of the time, as long as there was no competition involving my class on the track, everyone would sit together crookedly. Some boys and girls get together in pairs, hooking shoulders and backs like no one else.Not far away was a boy from the next class, wearing a short-sleeved school uniform, with the half sleeves on both sides rolled up high, exposing his fat arms.That guy was actually doing his homework, and from time to time he asked the teacher in charge of English, Mr. Ma, various questions. ——What a fucking sucker!Everyone understands that for teachers, only grades and enrollment rates are real, and everything else is nonsense.

I am bored, occasionally stand up and look at the "athletes" who are "running" on the sports field.In all fairness, the vast majority of students are mediocre in both stature and appearance.There is a group of "athletes" - who knows what grade - are competing in the men's 1000-meter long-distance race. Among them is a "bean sprouts" who is wobbly and swaying like a tired old hen; but he is not the last One, and a little fat man was nearly half a circle behind him.As for the big tall guy who ran in the front, when he passed in front of me, the pimples on his face were clearly visible...

"Huan fat, swallows and thin have their own attitudes", this somewhat bitter sentence suddenly came to my mind.Suddenly, I felt some discomfort from my intestines and stomach to my throat, so I hurriedly took a deep breath and then held my breath to prevent myself from retching on the spot.It took me a while before I felt a little better and took a long breath to recover.I wiped my forehead with my sleeve, it was full of cold sweat.

Suddenly, I felt an inexplicable sadness.The other students around, no matter how wretched they look, are full of vigor and healthy after all, but what about me?

"Grand one... high jump, long jump, javelin, shot put... please go outside and get ready!" Hearing the voice from the loudspeaker, I suddenly came back to my senses, and couldn't help shaking my head helplessly.

"Shao Yuan, it's your turn!" The two boys next to me pushed me at the same time.

My race results were a mess.In the first shot put competition, I was the last one. "Shao Yuan from Class 3, that Erweizi..." I vaguely heard someone pointing at me behind me.

Next item, it's time to jump high.Suddenly, I saw a familiar figure, together with a few senior students I didn’t know, lifting mats and setting up benchmarks under the command of the physical education teacher. ——Short but very vigorous figure, that face that is in perfect harmony with the sun... that's him!

"You'd better take off your long-sleeved school uniform." When it was almost my turn, the voice of that big boy suddenly sounded next to my ear—as clear and moving as his eyes and face.

"I——? Oh..." I came back to my senses all of a sudden, took off my school uniform jacket in a hurry, and suddenly felt a little cold on my body.At that moment, I looked at my chest and arms, without any muscles, which formed a sharp contrast with him in front of me.I've been staring at him in a daze just now, but I didn't expect him to take the initiative to talk to me.

"Have you participated in any projects?" The moment the words came out of my mouth, I suddenly felt that this was completely superfluous.The big boy in front of him was wearing a short blue and white sportswear, and he looked very handsome in the sun.With such attire and such a physique, how could he not participate in the school sports meeting?

"He can't participate, and the punishment has not been revoked." The physical education teacher next to him suddenly interjected, "It's a pity! There are not many boys in the liberal arts class of the third year of high school..."

What?Punishment? !At that moment, my heart trembled suddenly.

I know that according to the school's new regulations, all students who have been punished and have not been revoked are not allowed to participate in any competitions on behalf of the class or the school.However, from the face of the big boy in front of me, I can't see a trace of regret.

"No. 6, Senior One (3) Class, Shao Yuan!" Hearing the shout of the physical education teacher, I hurried forward to prepare for the competition.During the high jump, I ran a few hurried steps in a panic, jumped sideways in front of the mat, and then I obviously felt that my leg touched the pole.When I climbed up from the mat in disgust, not far away, two boys from my class were glaring at me.

My heart was shocked.I know that I will damage the honor of the class, and if I do it, I will offend the "public anger".I was originally the "marginal person" in the class. Once the few most troublesome boys took the lead in bullying me, I would probably be reduced to the role of "push the wall and push everyone away". ——The so-called class honor will become a "legitimate reason" for some boys to find fault and bully their classmates. I have already seen through this.

I sat up blushing, my heart beating abnormally.

"It's okay?" A hand rested lightly on my shoulder.I turned my head, and the handsome face with sunshine was full of exciting magnetism.

"No... I'm fine." My heartbeat suddenly accelerated, but I didn't know what to say.

"Your name is Shao Yuan, right? Usually, it's better to exercise more. In the third year of high school, the study meeting is often very busy. Many of my classmates are said to stay up until 12 o'clock at night. If the body collapses, it will be over."

When he was talking, I found that his hands were a bit abnormally thick, forming a strong contrast with his face and even his clothes-even if he loved playing basketball, it seemed that it shouldn't be like this.In addition, on his undulating chest—although all I could see was the skin exposed outside the neckline of the T-shirt—there was clearly a scar.

"Are you... a sophomore or a senior in high school?" I asked this question purely knowingly, and I didn't go through my brain at all when I said it.

"I'm in Class 6, Grade [-], and my name is Chu Ling." His voice was not loud, but it seemed to gently knock on my heart.

——This moment, to some extent, became a turning point in the trajectory of my life and his life.