To Travel by the Edge of a Creek.

It is the fifth week in a blink of an eye, and the review book for the third year of high school has turned over more than 100 pages. The school gardener has also started a new round of pulling out old flowers and planting new ones.

Students also started a new round of complaints.

(After all, there are three things in student life: scolding the school, scolding the leader, scolding the teacher)

"The flowers are still blooming well, why are they replaced with new ones, they are still the same flowers?" During the break, the students lay down in the corridor and watched the gardeners in the teaching building downstairs busy planting new flowers and complained.

"Heh, you haven't seen the school pay so much attention to the teaching hardware?"

"Of course, how do you deal with the inspection by the city leaders if you don't beautify it?"

"Broken school, I curse it to close down as soon as possible"

"Let's go bankrupt when we graduate this year," a student folded his hands and prayed.

The school is once again scolded by the students for being useless, and it is all wronged and helpless. Don't you just want to change some new flowers to add some vitality?

"What are we discussing?" The math teacher asked when he came from the office with the papers and saw the children's righteous indignation.

"It's nothing, I just said that the flowers downstairs are quite beautiful." A group of people scattered and rushed back to the class to prepare for class.

Teacher Dong looked downstairs, but didn't think the flowers were so pretty, so he shook his head and went into class.

The students listened to the monitor's instructions and stood up and called the teacher hello, the teacher said, the students closed the door and started class

Yan Ran raised his head to write down the steps of solving the problem written by the math teacher on the blackboard, and lowered his head to record on the paper. The outline of his deskmate fell into his vision, and that person did not listen to the teacher's lecture and was doing his own problem.

Liang Jia's current appearance gradually overlapped with the one she used to live in. It turns out that being alive is such a beautiful thing. After Yan Ran stayed for a few minutes, her mouth puffed out and her eyes were red.

When Liang Jia was doing math problems, he felt that his deskmate was in a bad mood, so he turned his head and looked at his deskmate. The man lowered his head, his curly hair covered half of his face, and his chin was faintly blurred. A drop of water fell.

Liang Jia turned his head back and said nothing.

He had seen a very scary side of Yan Ran. For a while, the man wrapped himself in his clothes, leaned against the wall when he did everything, and stared at his watch when he was not talking. His face was expressionless and his eyes were fierce.

At that time, Liang Jia observed him for several days, and seeing that his condition was getting worse, he knocked on his desktop to attract his attention.

Yan Ran turned to look at his deskmate, eyes full of doubts.

"At the same table, let me run with you today." Liang Jia tapped his left knuckles on Yan Ran's table, holding a pen in his right hand with the back straight, looked at him and said with a smile.

Yan Ran's face has turned into his usual gentle look, and he said with a smile: "Yes."

When the time for extracurricular activities came, Chen Xiao was forced to play football by Shang Ning, and he still yelled, "Hey, I promised to run with Yan Ran."

"Oh, it's okay, Liang Jia is with him today, let's go, buddy." Shang Ning dragged him away with great effort.

Liang Jiayan went to the playground for a few laps of jogging and then walked around the football field for a few laps.

"At the same table, you, me, oh, do you like anime?" Liang Jia hesitated to speak and finally said what the hell!

"It's not bad, I like One Piece." Yan Ran wanted to laugh when he saw what his tablemate struggled for a long time.

"Me too." Liang Jia's eyes lit up when he heard that someone was like his favorite anime.

"At the same table, you, you usually..." Liang Jia was interrupted by his tablemate before he could think of anything to say.

"At the same table, thank you," Yan Ran said suddenly.

"Huh? Thank you for what?" Liang Jia was a little confused.

"Thank you for your concern. You want to ask me why I did that today, right? I'm fully armed and isolated from the outside world, as if I have a grudge against the whole world." Yan Ran's joking tone broke Liang Jia's careful thinking. What do you mind.

"Uh, it was noticed by you, is it so obvious?" Liang Jia scratched her hair in embarrassment, and immediately explained: "Actually, as long as you are fine, don't say anything if you don't want to, it's nothing."

It's really obvious, he wanted to ask many times but he didn't know how to say it, he opened his mouth and opened his mouth, and all the words he said went astray, which made Yan Ran couldn't stand it anymore, so he stabbed Torn window paper.

"It's just a heart attack, it's okay, it will be fine in a few days, don't worry." Yan Ran turned her head and smiled at him.

"Heart disease?" Liang Jia stopped and repeated.

"Well, I've seen a psychiatrist, but it's useless. I scared you." Yan Ran laughed at himself, and then stopped.

"Don't think about yourself so much," Liang Jia comforted, thinking for a moment and then said: "I don't know what you have experienced before, the good and the bad have passed away, it's not important anymore, don't think about it anymore, in the future, you And us, me, Shang Ning and Chen Xiao, we are friends, if there is anything we can solve together, everything will be fine.”

The man smiled brightly, and Yan Ran lost his mind when he saw it. After a long time, he answered the word "yes", and enshrined the word "friend" like a rare treasure in his heart and recited it countless times.

"Can I ask you a question?" After a while, Yan Ran looked up at him and asked.

"You say" Liang Jia waited for him to speak.

"Have you ever thought that if you make a wrong step now, you will fall into a situation of eternal doom?" Yan Ran said.

"Is it forever? Is it so serious? I haven't thought about it, but how should I distinguish between right and wrong? I think that as long as it doesn't involve legal aspects, it's up to me to decide what is right or wrong. Since I will choose to do it A thing must have its own reasons, isn’t that right? So, just believe in yourself, believe in your own judgment, believe that you can solve the problem, no matter what the result is, don’t blame yourself, regret it, etc.” Liang Jia thought for a while and answered seriously.

"Believe in yourself?" Yan Ran repeated with his eyes wide open, then lowered his head and muttered, "Can I?"

"I believe you can do it." Hearing the inferiority complex in his fading voice, Liang Jia put his hands on his shoulders and encouraged him

"Then I believe you too." Yan Ran trembled when he heard the words of being trusted, and looked up into his eyes and said.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and it happened that a ball flew from the field, Liang Jia put down his hands and kicked it back, scoring a goal.

"Liang Jia is awesome!" the people on the field clapped their hands and praised.

"It's okay, it's okay." Student Liang pretended to be modest again.

Yan Ran's current state is much better than before. He has learned not to dwell on past mistakes and has learned to believe in himself little by little.

It is not easy to cure the heart disease for several years, and the situation is also good and bad, so repeated, it is really tormenting.

When he lost control of his mind, he strangled his neck and asked himself: "Why? Obviously nothing will happen, why don't you let me go? Ah", but Liang Jia's radiant and confident appearance appeared in front of his eyes, and he finally let go , the corners of his mouth raised.

After class, Liang Jia went to play for a while, and came back with an orange-flavored lollipop snatched from somewhere.

"At the same table, here." Liang Jia handed him the candy, his eyes were crooked with a smile, and the faint mole above the tip of his eyebrow looked very pretty

"Hey, thank you." Yan Ran took the candy and smiled happily.

Liang Jia saw his tablemate laughing and felt that the hard work was not in vain. Other things might not help him, and a moment of happiness should be okay.

Hey, a kind child always hopes that others can be as happy as him.

In fact, Liang Jia didn’t just ignore all the lectures and just focus on the questions. He listened to the lectures selectively. The teacher had the teacher’s plan, and he had his own. I won't waste time, but the homework assigned by the teacher will still take high-quality seriously.

This phenomenon is very common in the third year of high school. In class, the teacher talks about the teacher, and the students do their own. Most of them look down on each other. Students think that the teacher is not good enough. , the contradiction between teachers and students needs to be resolved urgently.

The school has taken great pains to solve the problem of students not attending classes. Lao Guo and Lao Zhang patrol the teaching buildings all day long, and they catch one and teach another, but the effect is minimal.

Liang Jiahao was caught by Lao Guo, and was dragged out to criticize for a long time.

Lao Guo upholds the concept of equality for all beings. Anyone who violates the rules he made will be punished. Of course, there will be "benefits" if he studies well, and he will be trained even harder. Let me teach you with the full of talent possessed by many years of Chinese teachers.

Liang Jia admitted his mistake very quickly, and when Lao Guo said he had enjoyed himself, he let him go.

The consequence of this incident was that Lao Guo set his sights on Liang Jia for a short time, and also took his deskmate along with him.

In the Chinese class, the probability of the two being called is almost 100%. No matter who asks the question at the beginning, they will be abducted to them in the end.

One day in class, Mr. Guo excitedly lectured on most of the test papers, and the class suddenly fell silent when he came across a question about ancient poems written silently. Tapping on the table and muttering "I ask questions"

The students below were worried, the first one was lower than the last one and just wanted to disappear.

"Well, Liang Jia, Yan Ran." Teacher Guo raised his head and walked off the podium to make room for them.

The students who were not selected were greatly relieved.

Liang Jia Yanran walked up to the podium under the eyes of everyone, Liang Jia took two pieces of chalk and handed one to his deskmate, then faced the blackboard and waited for the teacher to come up with a question.

Lao Guo turned his back to the blackboard and said, "Liang Jia listened to the question, and the sentence about the high danger of the Shu Road in a mythical and exaggerated way is"

The topic sounded in Liang Jia's ears. After hearing it, he thought for a while and wrote on the blackboard, "On the top there is the high mark of six dragons returning to the sun, and on the bottom there is the return to Sichuan with a wave of twists and turns."

"Yan Ran listened to the question, but the road to Shu is still difficult, and the sentence that the water and rocks stir up the insects in the valley are written with movement is"

He couldn't remember clearly, so he wrote and erased on the blackboard with chalk.

Liang Jia saw that his deskmate was a bit difficult, so he slowed down and reminded him, "Flying turbulent waterfalls compete for noise"

Lao Guo just turned around, and the small movements of the two of them were clearly seen, "Don't make a phone call."

After Liang Jia suggested the beginning, Yan Ran smoothly wrote the next sentence.

The two did not leave after finishing writing, but were stopped by Lao Guo on the podium.

"What does it mean to sit with your hand and sigh?" Lao Guo asked

"Empty meaning" Liang Jia hurriedly replied.

"What does it mean to stop and sit in Ai Fenglin's late sit?" Lao Guo pointed at Yan Ran and asked him to say

Yan Ran's mind was blank, and he never understood the meaning of the ancient poems he had learned in elementary school.

"Because" Liang Jia said for him seeing that he didn't answer immediately.

"I didn't ask you." Lao Guo glared at him and thought he was talking too much.

"Go back, I'll ask a few more questions." Old Guo saw that he didn't have much time, so he let them go, and went to the podium to check the seating chart.

The two of them relaxed, and the rest of the class started to get nervous again

After class, Fatty Chen ran over to play with them.

"You two didn't read the almanac when you went out recently, why are you so unlucky?"

"Probably." Yan Ran nodded.

"It was my fault that my tablemate was affected." Liang Jia admitted his mistake.

"No way, he would ask questions if it wasn't for you," Yan Ran comforted him.

"You two have three classes a day, and you are being asked questions every day." Chen Xiao felt excited even thinking about it.

"Let's wait until he forgets," Liang Jia said resignedly.

"I think so too." Yan Ran still nodded...