rose memory

In an empty classroom, an orange light bulb dutifully shines

If you look carefully, the classroom is not empty.

On the second seat in the second row, a thin young man was sitting.

His back is straight, and he tilts his head slightly when writing, showing a perfect jawline.

Holding the pen in his left hand, he was writing and drawing casually on the physics test paper. The pen tip rubbed against the paper, and the rustling sound made the classroom quieter.

After a long time, he heard something coming from the corridor outside the classroom.

Just as the last word was written, he put down the pen and carefully placed it in a dark blue cloth pencil case.

The pencil case is very small, it is not so much a pencil case as it is a protective cover, which can only accommodate the protective cover of a pen.

He put the pencil case in the middle of the bag.

After Shen Xing finished these, he cast his eyes on the physics test paper in front of him.

The formula characters are densely packed, so the answering area is neatly written. Although it is not very good-looking, it is at least the type that the marking teacher likes.

But the fonts are all crowded together, which doesn't look very pleasing to the eye.

He wrote down all the problem-solving methods and labeled them with serial numbers.

He still remembers the mixed shock and admiration in the teacher's eyes when he handed in such an assignment for the first time in his first year of high school.

But not anymore.

The teacher from the second year of high school persuaded him to get rid of this habit, even though the words were sincere, but to Shen Xing, it was still nonsense.

It's not that he is disobedient in everything, nor is he used to doing his own way, he just said that he doesn't need to listen.

"Shen Xing!" Shen Xing had thought about many things here, and the noise finally reached the door, and a boy walked in. Before he walked in, he pushed the door so hard that it hit the wall, making a loud noise.

Shen Xing only felt a twitch in his brain.

"I'm sick." Shen Xing scolded in a voice that only he could hear.

When he scolded, it didn't seem like he was scolding, whether it was his expression, the volume of his voice, or the tone of his speech.

When he said the sentence just now, he didn't pour any emotion into it at all, because he was too lazy to use emotion.

Shen Xing scolded people just for fun, scolded him so much that he was not happy, and even scolded a ball.

"Your physics homework..."

"On the table." Shen Xing got up with his bag, passed the boy, and walked to the door.

Shen Xing did not turn around, and continued to say: "Song Yuan, you can take him back to have a look, remember to return it to me tomorrow morning."

Song Yuan frowned after hearing this, he was obviously in a bad mood, he didn't even look at the homework on the table, he faced Shen Xing and said, "Where are you going?"

Shen Xing could feel the urgency in the other party's words, and now the other party's heart must be suffocating, Shen Xing was very happy.

"Guess?" Shen Xing left immediately after saying this, leaving only Song Yuan behind.

Song Yuan stared at the threshold for a while, he didn't confirm whether the person really left, but...

He shifted his gaze to the test paper.

Sure enough, I wrote all the problem-solving methods. Some problems require schematic diagrams but there is no place to write them, and post-it notes are also posted.

It really has never changed.

Those bright yellow post-it notes moved like butterflies flapping their wings.

The windows were left open.

He walked to the window and was about to raise his hand, when he lowered his head, he caught sight of the familiar figure on the road.

Shen Xing put one hand in his pocket, and the other dangled the bag loosely by his leg.

Although his back looks very unseemly, his walking track is a straight line.

This was the first time Song Yuan noticed Shen Xing's way of walking.

Sometimes he thinks his younger brother is ridiculous, and he often pokes people's pain in his words and deeds.

However, sometimes, Shen Xing's words and deeds were very disciplined, Shen Xing was always so contradictory.

Shen Xing was walking on the school's tree-lined avenue, it was past ten o'clock in the evening, and the street lights were still on dutifully.

Looking at the empty road in front of him, Shen Xing sneered for no reason, his voice was blown away by the night wind as if he had never appeared before.

Someone once promised to pick him up from school for the rest of his life, but now it has been four years since he broke his promise, and he promised to forget about the lightning strike.

When he arrived at the school gate, he greeted the old man of the guard as usual, and the old man asked him why he came out so early today.

Shen Xing was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly took out his mobile phone to take a look, he really came out earlier than usual today, and when he glanced at the time, he looked at the date, only to realize that today was his birthday.

Shen Xing smiled softly, and quickly left the school gate.

His eyes were a little wet, and his vision became blurred. After wiping his eyes, he stood under the streetlight on the side of the street, leaning against the streetlight.

After waiting for a long time, the green light finally turned on. He walked across the zebra crossing and should have turned a corner to the rented house.

As a result, he accidentally stopped in front of a bar. The bar was small, but there were many people.

From Shen Xing's perspective, he could only see the serious light pollution inside, Shen Xing stopped turning around, and after a moment of hesitation, he entered this psychedelic world of feasting and feasting.

The inside was indeed similar to what he had imagined, with demons dancing wildly, and the smell of alcohol in the air made his nose very uncomfortable.

His eyes moved to the front of the bar, and then he noticed a woman on the high stool. Her long silver-white curly hair was loose, covering her shoulders and the entire back. The off-shoulder red dress with hips and hips made her sexy and mature. Knowing why, she seemed to be able to feel Shen Xing's gaze, turned around and smiled at Shen Xing.

The red lips on the fair cheeks are full of light, and the tails of the eyes are full of amorous feelings.

The makeup is exquisite.

While Shen Xing was sincerely admiring the woman's superb makeup skills, he approached the woman like that.

He didn't think it was the attraction between the opposite sex, he just thought it was curiosity.

There was quite a distance between him and the woman, Shen Xing only took a step forward, and he didn't get too close, when the originally exciting background music in the bar suddenly changed into a melodious minor tune.

As if it was specially made for him.

Shen Xing didn't care about the change of music.

What made Shen Xing even more concerned was that the lights were dimmed by several tones. Others might not notice it, but Shen Xing was extremely sensitive to light.

Those small clusters of light gathered together and suddenly hit Shen Xing.

For a moment, everyone looked at him. Shen Xing's heart was full of ups and downs, but his face didn't show it. He seemed to be blind and didn't know anything. He continued to walk forward with a natural expression.

The woman raised her thin eyebrows.

Shen Xing came in front of that woman, but remained silent. Since he came to take a look out of curiosity, now that he had a panoramic view of this woman's appearance, what else should he do?

"Yes." The woman said.

She bent down, leaned close to Shen Xing's ear and said:

"Of course you can invite me to dance with you, but unfortunately I'm not very good at it." The person in front of him added another sentence, but he changed his voice.

Now what enters Shen Xing's ear is low and magnetic——

male voice.

A subtle cross between a teenager and an adult voice.

Shen Xing was suspicious for a second, then accepted the fact calmly, but he still couldn't help but look at the man more.

In that glance, his gaze crossed the other party's neck, and briefly stayed on the protruding Adam's apple, which is now covered by a wide black lace clavicle chain. Although the cover is not perfect, but in the colorful bar, and With long hair to help, it's hard to spot.

After the man finished speaking, he raised his head, and when his lips parted, he exhaled inexplicably.

"Hello, I'm Meng Xian." As the man said, he brushed the hair from his shoulders to his neck inadvertently, and the fluffy silver-white long hair quickly covered up the original clues.

Shen Xing didn't have any objection to this unknown name, in fact he was not qualified to have an opinion either.

On the other hand, next to Meng Xian, the blond boy with short hair on the other side of the bar seemed to be frightened, and he took a deep breath.

Shen Xing hummed, he didn't have the habit of exchanging names when strangers met at first sight.

Meng Xian didn't say anything, he stood up suddenly, and grabbed Shen Xing's waist in an offensive manner.

Shen Xing was a head lower than the other party, and his height disadvantage made him trapped in Meng Xian's body.

Shen Xing was going to push away, but a second before he was about to move, he suddenly sensed something, and the strength in his hands dissipated, and he naturally buried his head in the opponent's chest.

The cluster of light on Shen Xing's body did not know when it moved away silently.

Shen Xing, who had always disdained to express emotions with facial expressions, frowned rarely, because the man's other hand had already slipped to his chest.

This has obviously crossed Shen Xing's warning line.

"High school student?" A voice came from above his head, and Shen Xing's body became stiff.

"Honey, you're going to lose your student ID card." Meng Xian whispered.

When Shen Xing came in, he didn't deliberately conceal that he was a high school student, and his student ID card was also hanging generously around his neck, maybe the back was exposed when he came in.

As for the school uniform, he didn't wear it.

Meng Xian pulled his student ID card maliciously, and Shen Xing felt the pain in the back of his neck.

"..."

"Are you sick?"

Meng Xian had already dragged him to the corner of the bar, Xing Xing in the shadow couldn't bear it before he uttered foul language, he was always polite to strangers.

Hearing this, Meng Xian seemed to realize that he was using too much force, he let go of the hand holding Shen Xing's student ID card, and at the same time the hand on his waist also let go, but there was still no way to speak.

"Baby, don't come here next time." Meng Xian raised her silver-white curly hair, and the black lace clavicle chain was seen again, making her neck appear slender and fair.

With such a neck exposed, Meng Xian winked at Shen Xing.

Shen Xing was not interested in receiving Meng Xian's winks, he just took a step back expressionlessly.

Then he said, "It's none of your business."

After Shen Xing said this, he left the hotel without looking back.

Looking at Shen Xing's back, Meng Xian curled his lips and returned to his original position.

The next moment he was patted on the shoulder, Meng Xian turned to look at Luo Fu, and smirked: "No appointment."

Luo Fu rubbed the golden curly hair all over his head, feeling a little distressed, then he smiled and said, "I don't make an appointment either."

"Speak well." Meng Xian said.

"Xian, who was that person just now?" Luo Fu stuffed a bottle of mineral water in Meng Xian's hand and asked.

"He..." Meng Xian unscrewed the mineral water bottle and took a sip, and said, "Didn't you always ask me what I was doing for the past half month? I watched him go home at the gate of his school."

Regardless of the shock of the people behind him, Meng Xian only thought to himself.

It's a bit miraculous to say, like in some goofy dramas at eight o'clock, when he came out of the bar in Luofu that day, he saw this child leaving school. , I watched it for half a month.

Luo Fu hesitated and said, "School? He won't be underage, right?"

Meng Xian shook his head: "He should be an adult, I think he left school quite late, he looks like a third year in high school."

"You don't necessarily have to be an adult in your third year of high school, do you?"

"Just wait."

Luo Fu was still about to say something, but suddenly remembered his purpose of coming to find Meng Xian, he leaned in front of Meng Xian, shaking Meng Xian's cell phone with his white hand:

"Meng Xian, your sister called you just now."

Meng Xian's expression darkened.

Luo Fu: "I'll hang up for you, and turn off the phone by the way, don't thank me."

Luo Fu has long been familiar with the way Meng Xian and his family get along, although he doesn't know why there is such a big grievance, he will not leave any pot unopened.

They have a good friendship, but the premise is that Luo Fu will not break this delicate balance.

Chuheng Street.

Shen walked for a while and suddenly turned around.

"Song, how long are you going to be with?" Shen Xing looked at Song Yuan who was following him, and mocked, "Is there something wrong with you?"

After Shen Xing said these words, Song Yuan was not angry at all, he and Shen Xing unilaterally looked at each other from a distance.

a long time.

When Shen Xing was about to leave, Song Yuan suddenly said: "You go home once."

Shen Xing thought it was very funny, how humbled this person was, as if he had bullied him, it was obvious that the reality was reversed.

"Stop disgusting me."

Shen walked away.

He arrived at the rental house, washed up and sorted out the books in his schoolbag.

When he sat cross-legged on the bed after washing, he didn't know what he was thinking.

Thoughts are always wandering.

For a while he thought of the time when he lived in his former low bungalow, and for a while he thought of a breezy night a few years ago.

For a while, it was Song Yuan's miserable appearance just now, and for a while, he thought of that hooligan Meng Xian.

He wondered when he was so sentimental, and then he turned off the light and fell asleep with his head covered.

The night was dark, and there was a bright moon in the dark night sky. The bright orange light shone in through the half-closed window, casting a beautiful light.

Shen Xing had a dream. In the dream, he was squatting in front of the door of his hometown, with the singing of cicadas and crisp birdsong.

He took the grass roots in front of the land in front of the door to dig out the ant nests, and suddenly a young man bumped into his eyes.

An exquisite young man with red lips and white teeth, Shen Xing looked at his clothes and felt that he was out of place in this small village.

"Hello!" said the boy, "Excuse me, how can I get to Xingzi Lane?"

Shen Xing was stunned.

The boy thought he didn't hear clearly, so he repeated what he said just now.

It's not that Shen Xing didn't hear clearly, he was just startled by this young man's voice.

His Mandarin is of a good standard.

At that moment, Shen Xing's heart was filled with this thought.

"Xingzi Lane? This is it." Shen Xing said solemnly, throwing the grass roots in his hand.

The swarthy eyes were so attentive that they glowed.

The young man has a bad heart, I'm afraid he was tricked, Xingzi Lane is this ghost place?

He looked around, except for the road he came down behind him, there was no trace of modern civilization.

"This is Xingzi Lane?" He hesitated.

"En!" Shen Xing nodded heavily and replied.

After hearing this, the young man was finally sure that he had been cheated. His mother sent him to the countryside, saying that there was an idyllic painting exhibition, and he wondered why it was held here.

"Then Shen Kai is..." the young man raised his forehead and asked.

Shen Xing said, "It's my grandfather."

The teenager sat down on his cool black suitcase, dangling his long legs and looking at the sky in despair.

After a while he slowly uttered a syllable.

"Fuck."

Fortunately, he quickly adjusted his mood and began to think about countermeasures. He will definitely not be able to go home...

He rubbed his black curly hair, rolled his beautiful eyes, and asked Shen Xing if he could visit his house.

Shen Xing knew that strangers should not be allowed into the house casually, but such a good-looking stranger...

It is possible to enter the house.

Shen Xing nodded and said, "Okay."

When Shen Xing woke up with a start, his mouth was still open, and the "good" seemed to be still in his ears.

He got up so violently that his whole head was under the moonlight, and the bright moonlight was extremely dazzling, so he got out of bed annoyed and pulled the curtains.

The whole room was dark.

After a while he nervously opened the curtains again.

Shen Xing leaned against the wall, his back firmly attached to the cold wall, his hands under the moonlight were very pale, and he looked lifeless when hanging down weakly, and he tilted his head.

On the cabinet next to the bed was the watch he took off before going to bed. The fluorescent hands were turning, and when all the hands gathered to "12", he thought that his birthday would be passed like this again, and he was already eighteen.

Sure enough, that liar should never have been allowed into the house.

He waited for four years, but his heart was still on that person.