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On the last day of the first year of high school, Jiang Mou and the others collectively moved into the classroom on the third floor, and the sign at the door also changed from Senior One (Class One) to Senior Two (Class One).

There was no farewell and no publicity. The books and workbooks left in the school were disposed of by someone. Zhuo Shuang left quietly. There is one less person.

The second year of high school is still a year of no major changes, no re-segmentation of classes, all teachers maintain the configuration of the first year of high school, the only two changes are that everything about Zhuo Shuang is always left at the end of the first year of high school and Jiang Shou begins to live on campus.

Yes, Jiang Suqing, who once bit her to the death and refused to let go, signed Jiang Mou's application form for living in school very readily, agreeing to let him live in the school in the future, and go back once or twice a month to get some living expenses necessity.

As long as it doesn't appear in front of her eyes?He accepted this fact very calmly, and despite Xie Shun's mocking cold eyes and Jiang Suqing's silence, he packed up and went to school.

The days of living in school are similar to what he imagined. He gets up at 10:30 in the morning for a morning run, returns to the dormitory to take a shower after self-study at [-]:[-] in the evening, and goes to bed after washing for an hour, going back and forth, and there is nothing new every day.

The remaining two years of high school are like a handful of water, quietly flowing through the fingers.

His relationship with Fu Heng and Wei Zhixun has always been very good. Fu Heng is okay, and his grades have always been stable, belonging to the upper-middle level. It is a pity that Wei Zhixun fell out of the first class and fell to the second in the third year of his promotion. In the third shift of the fast class, the trio suddenly became a duo with him and Fu Heng sitting at the same table.

Then there is Xie Yaoyao. After the mid-term exam in the first semester of the second year of high school, she decided to take the art student route to take the film school entrance examination, so she seldom appeared in the school from the second semester of the second year of high school, and spent most of her time taking art exams that were as difficult as class. training courses.

Everyone is undergoing such changes, and he is no exception.

In terms of studies, he has never fallen out of the top ten in his grade. In appearance, he has grown a full fifteen centimeters compared to when he first entered high school. He is no longer the shortest boy in the class, and he no longer needs to be treated as a girl.

The special treatment that Zhuo Shuang received at the beginning fell on him almost unchanged. In addition, he began to receive frequent love letters and confessions from other girls. Fu Heng said that if he didn't have a mobile phone, there would probably be boys Mixing with girls from other schools, after all, the photo incident has caused a lot of noise, so you know what you need to know.

Xie Yaoyao, who rarely returned to school, heard him talk about it in a rather incomprehensible tone, and immediately took out the makeup mirror and pointed it at his face, "Don't you know, some time ago, the girls in our class held a poll, you With an overwhelming advantage, you won the crown of the junior high school student... Why do you think that other people shouldn't like you?"

He was caught off guard and met himself in the mirror.The eyes of the person in the mirror are gloomy and cold, and the beautiful facial features vaguely reflect the shadow of youth. Although the general outline is still the same as before, the feeling has completely changed.

Aren't they brothers?Why can't there be a trace of Zhuo Shuang on his body, why don't they have even the slightest similarity... He found that he almost couldn't remember Zhuo Shuang's appearance.

If we meet again someday, will Zhuo Shuang still recognize him?Would Zhuo Shuang still like him like this?

"But I have someone I like." He looked away and said blankly, "I have someone I like..."

"Is it useful for you to say, the important thing is that you are single in their eyes." Seeing that he still wanted to refute, Xie Yaoyao sighed, "So, where is the person you like now? If you want to say that you are not single, So shouldn't he be by your side?"

This matter was his weakness, and he stopped talking immediately.

Seeing his silence, Xie Yaoyao was angry and anxious, "You haven't given up yet, have you? He's been away for so long, it's time to forget him and start from the beginning..."

"I can't forget it."

Few people remember Zhuo Shuang. After all, to other students, Zhuo Shuang is just an ordinary person who has been with her for half a year. There are many advantages when they are together. Nice guy and very popular.

He is different, he has personally experienced the light and warmth, and he will never forget it unless he dies.

"Then what are you going to do, go find him?" Xie Yaoyao snorted coldly, almost saying that he didn't live up to expectations, "You don't even know which school he went to, how are you going to find him?"

"I don't know." He looked down at the real questions over the years in front of him, "I have my own measure, so you don't have to worry too much about me."

Unlike the art students headed by Xie Yaoyao and some overseas students who quit the college entrance examination early, the senior three of ordinary students is composed of endless exams and endless papers. He does not allow himself to relax, so he can really think of Zhuo Shuang's The time is actually very short - the more you want to forget something, the more impressive it will be, and the more you can't get it, the more you must remember it firmly.

Xie Yaoyao couldn't persuade him and he left angrily. He looked back at the countdown in the back row of the classroom from a distance. Many years later, he still remembered it clearly, that day was 76 days away from the college entrance examination.

He thought that he had finished his tormenting life, but in fact, less than two years had passed. This kind of cognition finally made him shake.

In the invisible front, does he really have the day to reach the end?And at that end, is there really everything he wants?

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For the two days of the college entrance examination, Jiang Mou actually didn't have a deep impression. Chinese, mathematics, science, comprehensive English, except that the examination room was relatively unfamiliar and the invigilation was strict, there was basically no difference between the mock examinations organized by the school until the last English examination. , he was still in a daze.

It was over, all his three years of hard work had come to an end a few minutes ago.

After the exam, he found a summer job that included board and lodging and moved out of Xie Shun's house. He would wake up before dawn every day and return to the narrow dormitory to take a shower and sleep until one o'clock in the evening. His colleagues who worked together knew that he was taking the college entrance examination this year. But he didn't know how he did in the exam, he only thought that he failed the exam and came out to work early, and occasionally someone would persuade him that there are so many ways to go, and he should learn to look away, which made him dumbfounded.

When it came time to score, because he didn't have a mobile phone, he didn't have time to call the teacher in charge until he got off work to check the score.

No. 17 in the whole school and No. [-] in the province. It is similar to the previous mock exam. It belongs to the normal performance that has not exceeded too much. According to the admission scores of previous years, it is more than enough to apply for his favorite major.

He asked his boss for a half-day leave to go to the school to apply for a volunteer, probably because the boss's daughter will also take the college entrance examination next year, and the leave was approved very readily.

During this time of year, the school computer room is open to all senior high school graduates. He showed his admission ticket, and the young male teacher on duty let him in.

Even with the air conditioner turned on, the temperature in the computer room couldn’t be said to be very low. He picked a seat by the window and sat down to turn on the computer. He opened the first webpage in the bookmarks, and almost without thinking, he filled in the t University of Medicine in the column of his first choice. An eight-year undergraduate course—he only filled out his first choice, leaving all the rest blank, and he didn't even check the box for subject to transfer.

Subtle sunlight filters through the gaps in the barbed wire, and the gray texture seems to be dusty, not even as bright as the lamps overhead.After pressing the confirm button, the old mouse clicked. At this moment, he seemed to hear his own voice.

"Would you like to go to college with me?"

He suddenly raised his head to look for the source of the sound, and the movement was so big that he almost knocked over the keyboard in front of him.

In the computer room, there are only the buzzing noise from the old mainframe chassis and the murmur of other people calling and discussing volunteers with their family members.

"Okay." It was a clear and clear voice that was completely different from his. The words were pronounced clearly, but the ending sound was a little dragged, like a playful smile.

He closed his eyes to relieve the sudden soreness in his eye sockets.

This is an echo from a long past that is almost forgotten by everyone. It set off in midsummer two years ago and arrived today as promised.He could even imagine the person who said this with one hand in his pocket, with a casual smile on his lips.

lie.No one went to college with him at all, and in the end he had to leave the city alone to start a new future.

Confirmed

There was no problem with volunteering, so he left the computer room.

He didn't go back to work right away. T University is far away from City A, and there may not be time to come back during the holidays. If there is no accident, this is the last time he walked this tree-lined avenue as a student for three years.

At this time, the sophomores and seniors of the new high school are making up lessons, and the huge campus is so quiet that only his monotonous footsteps and the faint sound of cicadas in the distance can be heard.

From Yuhuan Tower to Fuxing Tower, and finally to Zhengqiong Tower among the trees, he walked slowly, when suddenly the noise ahead caught his attention.There are a group of strange teenagers playing on the small basketball court hidden among the vines and green plants. The leader is tall, with a darker complexion, and wearing a red jersey. skill.

Before he could get close, a basketball rolled to his feet.

"Pass it back, thank you." Those teenagers waved vigorously at him, "Senior, hurry up!"

If it was him in the past, when encountering such a thing, he would either be at a loss or turn around and leave.But now he bent down to pick up the ball, and passed it backhand to the tall boy who took the lead, and the tall boy whistled to him after receiving it.

"Thanks."

The group of teenagers packed up and left after playing for more than two hours, and he stayed here until sunset.

The green-painted rails and the ball frame are not much different from two years ago, only the people who play here have changed.

He knew very well that the connection between him and Zhuo Shuang was completely cut off that night, even if he looked up at the night sky, some things could not go back to the past.

Everything in the past was like a dream, but even so, he still wanted to see Zhuo Shuang again.

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