ninety-nine twelve

When I came home on Sunday, my mother discovered the injury on my hand.

I recounted the ins and outs of the matter to her lightly, and she gave me a good lecture, obviously I was the one who was hurt, and she blamed me for not being careful, and she made me feel embarrassed.

Both the doctor and my mother told me not to touch the water with my right hand and not to use force, but the right hand is my dominant hand, and it is inconvenient to do anything with the left hand. Most of the time, I still use the right hand subconsciously. The number of times I don’t pay attention, the wound does not heal On the contrary, I developed inflammation, and I went to the hospital to re-bandage in the middle, and the day of removing the stitches was postponed for another week.My mother simply scolded me this time, and told me to go home and live in an honest way. She took me to school every day by detour, and it was nothing more than getting up earlier.I was 1 unhappy when I woke up early. After spending a long time with her, I promised to take good care of my hands. There would be no problems until the wound healed. My mother couldn't hold me back, so she agreed to continue living here.

While coping with my daily studies, I also adapted to cooking with my left hand, doing things with twice the result with half the effort, and I was so annoyed to death every day.I have reasons to be lazy and rest, but I try to keep myself busy, because once I am in a daze, I will think of Zhang Tianle.

The last time I went home and sat in the living room watching TV, I stared at the guitar bag standing next to the TV cabinet and lost my mind, so I simply turned off the TV, took the guitar out of the bag, and started playing from memory .At that time, my right hand had just had stitches for two days, and it was wrapped in gauze, so I could only pluck the strings with my wrists with my fingers stiff, while my left hand pressed the few chords I knew awkwardly on the fingerboard.

Then I remembered that I was a little drifting that time, and pretended to Zhang Tianle that I could tinker with the musical instrument a few times, making him look like it was real.

I have a guitar, but I can't play it at all.I studied for a short period of time when I was a child, and I stopped learning when I lost interest. Unfortunately, my mother thought that I finally found some hobbies, and all the equipment and teaching materials were fully equipped.Now this guitar is still equipped with soft nylon strings suitable for beginners. I haven’t played it proficiently, I haven’t changed to steel strings, I haven’t learned tuning lines, and I don’t know how to use picks, so I’m lost on it. Interested.

Now the guitar has been dusty in the bag for many years, the strings are loose, and it is out of tune.I still remember two or three fingerings, the chords were changed abruptly, and the sound was muffled without forming a tune.

I retracted my left hand, stretched it vigorously, put my four fingers together, and stretched it out in front of me to observe the palm carefully. My hand is not small and not too hard. If I put my heart into learning it, I should be able to learn it well. .

Besides Zhang Tianle, I should find other hobbies for myself.

Saying this seems like I have some eccentricity.I have never had any hobbies, since I was a child, but what I have is only 3 minutes of enthusiasm. My mother has worried a lot about it. She always asks me what I like, and wants me to develop a specialty, but I No, I don't even particularly dislike it, let alone like it.I have grown up without any skills like this. When I grow up, no one around me can play musical instruments, calligraphy and painting, but I am the only one who knows nothing.

Unlike Zhang Tianle, I have a lifelong hobby that I insist on, which can become his goal in this life. I am a person with no hobbies. The people and things I have liked for the longest time are all Zhang Tianle.

how long?In fact, it didn't take long, even if it lasted for a few months, maybe I would lose interest in him if I let him go.

I put the guitar back in my bag, picked it up and learned it again just to say, I have no interest in it.

It's ridiculous, it's not ridiculous, it's too much to get out of the love of children, its vision is so narrow, it's petty to say it, liking someone can become a hobby, I just treat him as a lifelong belief.

In fact, I am more optimistic than I imagined. Now the result is that everyone is happy to the greatest extent in the tragedy ending. He no longer has hostility, no longer takes it seriously, and finally calmly told me no, this page Even if it is turned over.

When I was in school again, he asked me if I was okay, and I said okay.

It's really okay, my hands are fine, and I'm fine, each with a pun.

Sometimes at noon I would have a meal with Zhang Tianle, and sometimes with other people; sometimes I would sit in my seat and chat with the surrounding classmates and Zhang Tianle during class breaks, and sometimes I would just lie down and sleep; sometimes I would go to Watching Zhang Tianle training, sometimes I don’t go; sometimes I do my homework and he does his best, and then we each get what we need, sometimes I just use my left hand to write how much is what, and hand it in; Sometimes I walked with Zhang Tianle, and sometimes I went downstairs with other classmates in a mighty group.

Everything is as difficult as suddenly being left-handed, but it's not as difficult as I thought, I just...

Forget it, it's nothing good, it's just, it's nothing.

On the first day of school, the old class said that in the second semester, time will pass very quickly.

There are still more than three months before the college entrance examination, more than three months sounds far away, but if it is replaced by a hundred days, this statement will make people nervous, which means that there will be a hundred days of pressure and a hundred days of food. Bitter, and, only one hundred days left to work hard.

Since entering the third year of high school in August, our group has been immersed in classes for nearly seven months. It stands to reason that the body and mind should have adapted long ago, but when this day really comes, most of them look more like they have been driven away. With curiosity and uncertainty about the unknown future, we enter a new stage jerky.

Time flies and it waits for no one.

The atmosphere on campus is somewhat unusual.As soon as I entered the school in the morning, I saw the countdown banner hanging on the outer wall of the teaching building of the third year of high school. This banner has been passed down from generation to generation and witnessed countless college entrance examinations. I am still far away, and now I am a senior in high school. The banner is hung on the upper floor where I attend classes every day. The college entrance examination is just around the corner.

Suddenly someone came up from behind and bumped into me. When I came back to my senses, I took a closer look and it was Zhang Tianle.

With his bag on one shoulder, he turned to me and said, "What are you thinking, let's go."

"Oh." I replied, but couldn't move, and stood still.

Seeing that I was not moving, Zhang Tianle turned back with some doubts, and pulled my arm, "Let's go, what are you doing, I'm late." Immediately, he seemed to feel that something was wrong, and before he even exerted the strength to pull me, he was embarrassed hands loose.

"Oh, let's go." I hung my arms back to my side, ignoring his unnaturalness, "Are you so late today?"

"over slept."

I didn't answer any more, and deliberately slowed down my steps while he was not paying attention, and followed him step by step. It may be because of a hundred days. Today's school makes me a little scared, but if Zhang Tianle is walking in front, I won't So scared.

On the day of the [-]-day countdown, there are some established traditions in the school. For example, senior high school students do not have to go down to do inter-class exercises.

Relying on the school's official exemption, when it was time for exercises between classes, the corridors of the third-year teaching building were densely packed with people, booing and proudly watching the first-year and second-year students doing exercises for us on the playground, as the boss , "bullying" younger children.

When I was a freshman in high school, the representatives of the sophomore students came up to speak on stage. There was nothing wrong with the higher grades, and at the end they chanted a slogan and it was over.When I was a sophomore in high school, the student representative led all the students on the playground to sing "Unity is Strength", which made the senior three laugh so hard that they applauded us after the song.

Now that I am in my third year of high school, the people below finished their exercises, and we applauded them as we shouted. It was mostly a joke. Hundreds of pairs of eyes watched the student representatives come to the stage, and shouted "line up" with a loudspeaker , the more than 1000 people on the playground scattered in all directions and made a mess. It took a long time to rectify it. After a closer look, it was found that the words "Come on high school" were spelled out by people, and the student representative said "Left to the left "Turn around", the villains at the bottom turned around and faced us and stood at attention, then the student representative began to speak: "Brothers and sisters..."

As soon as the sound came out, the girl next to me who was watching the fun burst into tears, or it could be said that sensational things are always better than the next generation.Zhang Tianle squeezed beside me, watching all this curiously, chatting endlessly, and it was rare for him to calm down at this time.

The relationship between different grades is always delicate, daily life is to fight for the field, and there are even more troubles caused by crossing grades. It makes people write off the trivial matters of the past.

We have thought about spelling every year, but because the number of people is too large to control, and it involves different grades and classes, we always give up as soon as it is proposed.From going to school in the morning to self-study in the evening and leaving school in the evening, we came early and left at the latest. We stared at each other all day long. We didn't see these children go down to the playground to practice their positions, and we didn't know how they did it.

I can’t remember exactly what the student representative said, but I vaguely remember some cheering words, and seemed to read a poem, and finally led the crowd below to shout together: “Brothers and sisters in the third year of high school, cheer up for the college entrance examination!”

The boys upstairs shouted and clapped their hands, our floor followed suit, and the girls were moved a lot.

After the respite exercise was over, many people stayed in the corridor and did not want to go back to the classroom. They were probably all excited. The girls in the class grabbed and talked when they saw everyone, and when they saw me, they also grabbed and asked: "What should I do, Wu Haoyu, what's the matter?" Let’s do it, what should we do when we have to take the college entrance examination, there are only [-] days left!”

Zhang Tianle pulled her hand off my arm, smiled and replied unceremoniously: "Why are you panicking, you are a big sister, why are you panicking."

"Yes, yes, yes, I am the big sister, don't panic." After she finished speaking, she walked away, and the next person continued to hold on, and continued to share the tension.

Zhang Tianle watched her overjoyed, and called me back to the classroom: "Let's go, go back."

I followed him into the classroom, only to find that the upper right corner of the blackboard was scratched out at some point, and the boundary was circled with various colored chalks. Inside it was written: 100-day countdown to the college entrance examination.

A few words urged people to work hard with pressure, but they were still shocking when they were written on the blackboard. I held my breath and couldn't exhale or inhale. At this time, someone bumped my shoulder again. I turned my head, It was still Zhang Tianle, I thought he had already returned to his seat and sat down.

"You still don't understand? One hundred days, you will take the college entrance examination in one hundred days."

I squinted at him, "Of course I know."

Zhang Tianle made an expression with raised eyebrows and shrugged his shoulders, then went back to his seat.

I looked at his back, looked back at the numbers on the blackboard, and finally breathed out freely.

In the afternoon, the last self-study class of the third grade was changed to free activities. The radio in the teaching building began to play a series of inspirational pop songs in a loop. The students gathered in the corridor again, and many of them took advantage of this opportunity to leave Playing ball on the playground, no matter where you are in the building, you can hear a chorus of various voices when you walk by, most of them are out of tune.

Naturally, I will not stay in the classroom during this kind of free time. I chat with people in the corridor, listen to songs and watch the scenery. Someone downstairs is directing something. I stick my head out and look up. There are teachers in the grade group There are banners hanging from the roof. I have seen them in previous years. They are about "I wish you the title of the gold list" and "good grades".

Zhang Tianle was practicing on the playground. After running far away, his shadow was as big as a sesame seed, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

After a while, the banners were scattered from upstairs. The banners were very wide, and the red cloth reflected a small part of the corridor in red. From our floor, we can see that the two people who got stuck happened to be the "third level". Words, one after another people also discovered this coincidence, laughed and took out their mobile phones to take pictures, and I also took out my mobile phone to take pictures, and was about to send it to Zhang Tianle when I finished the pictures, but realized that it shouldn't be, so I put the phone away.

He can come back and watch by himself.

I went back to lean on the corridor at the entrance of our class. Zhang Tianle seemed to have put away the equipment. I squinted my eyes and searched around the playground, but there was no sign of him.

Sure enough, he went upstairs not long after, approached me and saw me, and asked casually: "Someone from the track and field team asked to have dinner together, are you going?"

"Don't go."

"Oh, bye."

"bye."

Scenes like this are repeated countless times every day.Zhang Tianle's routine is always similar, taking the initiative to take a step closer to me, but he doesn't want me to stop and wait for him to close the distance, what he waits for is my duty to say no, take a step back, and keep a good distance so that He naturally avoided getting along with each other once, alienated enough, but not unfamiliar.

The distance of that step seems to be the boundary of friendship, and the way Zhang Tianle carefully maintains friendship is not calm, but pretending to be confused.But this person always gives people the illusion that he is most like before when he stands next to me carelessly, says something careless, or does some careless actions.

He still doesn't believe it, I promised him, I will do it.

I had dinner with my friends from the first class of senior high school. After eating, I met another group of people from another class, and a group of people went to buy drinks in groups.Because there are girls around, the choices are limited to various milk tea shops. I stand in front of the counter and look up at the menu scrolling on the display screen. Each one looks very sweet and greasy. I hardly drink these things usually. None of them were attractive, so I chose and finally ordered the most bland green tea.

After paying and waiting, everyone gathered at the door of the store to chat, which made the store look like it was booming. Gradually, some people came to join in the fun, and they probably thought there was some great special offer.The meals and routes of the students are similar. This store is near the school gate. We stood on the side of the road and watched, feeling like we passed everyone in the school.

On the way back, Zhang Tianle and the others also turned in to join in the fun. A group of them were in the store, and a group of us were outside the store. We talked about our own things, and those who knew each other greeted each other, and those who were familiar did not know each other. Others continue to talk to their own people.

The waiter called a new number and my tea was ready.I approached the store and walked to the counter. The waiter asked me if it was open now, and I said yes.Then he called another number and another of us came over and the same answer was yes.There were too many people in the store, so he could only stand behind me and reach for the drink handed over by the waiter.

It's winter, but I still order an iced one, and there are ice cubes floating on the top of the transparent cup.I was unprepared, the moment he took the cup and retracted his hand, the body of the cup stuck firmly to my face, I was shocked by the ice, my head shrank and my shoulders shrugged, and I touched the drink that had been tied open in his hand , and spilled some out into my neck.

Two "Fuck" sounded at the same time, he was about to run away after the ice was finished, half of his body was already turned around, when he saw this, he hurried back and took a stack of tissues from the counter, and smeared my face while laughing, while I He was scolding him and kicked him twice in the limited space.

The man was still laughing endlessly, "It's not that cold, what do you think you are hiding from?"

I was infected by his laughter, and I laughed too, "Hey, come on, give it to me now, and I'll stick it around your neck to see if you're cool."

The small situation on our side attracted attention from a small area around, but then it returned to its original state. I tidied up and followed him out of the store.

Zhang Tianle seems to be still inside, I bet he doesn't know how to order something to drink, this can't be his nutritious snack.

I bowed my head and took a sip of the tea in my hand, it was so bitter.

The author has something to say: "Wu Haoyu, don't like me anymore, it's impossible."

"okay, I get it."