Nonlinear Love

Unlike the blind, the steps are clear and the answers are all correct.

He stared at the chalk in Su Lian's hand in shock, his eyes moved to the expressionless face again, and he was sure that it was not a hallucination.

Su Lian lightly twisted the dust on his hand, raised his hand and threw the chalk into the box on the podium without error.

With a crisp impact, the white chalk pointed crookedly in the direction of one o'clock.

A quadrant indicates good luck today.

The divination results were good, and Su Lian felt a lot of joy immediately. He walked straight through the empty aisle in the middle of the seats, picked up his schoolbag and slid it over his shoulder, casually said "Stomach hurts", and walked outside the classroom.

The voice of the teacher looking for supplements came from afar: "The answer is yes, yes, but the process is also very important, students, but the most important thing is to solve the problem of this type of problem..."

Su Lian went out from the side door, walked out of the gate of No. 8 Middle School, and wandered aimlessly on the street.

I took out the mobile phone in my trouser pocket, the iPhone 6, which was so old and almost obsolete, showed the time on the screen: September 4, 2018.

To confirm again, this time was eight years ago, and he returned to seventeen from the future.

The heart jumped abruptly, and the stagnant water surged.

Since the crossing is successful, the dead Chi Li should live well now.

When I think of this name, my internal organs are instantly mixed together, and my heart hurts.

Chi Li was at a late stage of lung cancer. Before he died, the last words he told him were still in his ears: "I'm sorry, I broke my promise. Susu, forget me."

He shivered and dropped his last kiss, then watched as the ECG's curve became a flat, unbroken line. Hate yourself as a surgeon for being helpless.

The unforgettable love is still at the peak of strong feelings, and suddenly there is no more text.

How the hell did you forget this? Can't forget it at all.

On the operating table, large and small, he has faced many patients who died because of pain, and he has long regarded life and death very lightly.

All the affairs after Chi Li's death, cremation and burial, and funerals, were meticulous and orderly.

From an outsider's point of view, it seems a little indifferent to be so restrained in love for a few years.

It was only after the crowd dispersed that Su Lian's nerves that had been tense finally loosened, leaving only boundless confusion and loneliness.

It was as if he was suddenly left in place, without knowing where to go.

He sat in the cemetery all day and night, his limbs were numb, and the rain didn't stop.

Until an old man with messy hair held a black umbrella over his head.

The man threw a watch he didn't know where it came from and threw it into his arms, and said, "Jump the time, find out the reason, maybe you can change the ending, do you want to try it?"

Su Lian caught the life-saving straw and immediately answered, "What do I need to do?"

"Set a time-travel, close your eyes, and you will go back to the past..."

The loud horn sounded from the ear, accompanied by the driver's rǔ scolding in dialect: "Look at the road, Hapi."

Su Lian woke up suddenly, the red light in front of him turned green, and he accelerated his pace to cross the road.

Chi Li once mentioned that high school is the third middle school and the eighth middle school, which is not too far away.

He took out the tangled earphones from his trousers pocket and hung them up, and turned on the play button. A sad old song began to loop, and the lyrics fit the scene.

The streets at night became more and more noisy, pedestrians hurried past, mixed with the aroma of spicy noodles from the roadside shops from time to time, and the smoke was strong.

Su Lian wandered slowly to the vicinity of No. 3 Middle School, thinking about how to sneak into the school.

Glancing at it, I saw a neat figure jumping over the wall, ready to jump down.

The man was holding a half-sucked cigarette in his mouth. The butt of the cigarette was scarlet, and a faint white mist overflowed, shrouding his entire face indistinctly, leaving only an empty outline.

He stopped in his footsteps, the noise and music disappeared in an instant, the world became silent for a second, and only the roar of his heartbeat remained.

When the smoke cleared, he finally saw his face.

The broken hair in front of the boy's forehead was swept up by the wind, his facial features were skinny, and his jaw was distinct. The thin eyelids drooped down, diluting the sharp edges and corners.

The light blue school uniform hangs loosely on the shoulders, and the zipper is slid halfway, revealing the black T with a wide neckline inside.

Coincidentally, today is really good.

The tightened heart slowly stretched out, Su Lian approached quickly, grabbed the vertical foothold, and looked up at people greedily.

The wall was about one meter high, Su Lian raised his head slightly. The eyes of the two met, and the dark pupils on the opposite side were gloomy. It was bottomless, like a whirlpool, and it couldn't help but get closer.

He felt almost breathless, his chest heaving violently. Before he could say "Brother Chi", pantothenic acid started in his heart.

"What are you looking at?" The boy's voice was loose, mixed with a warm breath on his face, wet, like the mist after the rain.

Su Lian suppressed his emotions and stared straight at the other party, his expression gradually confused.

They look exactly the same, but they have a different temperament from the boyfriend who has been in love for a few years.

Twenty-year-old Chi Wang is always meticulous in formal attire, speaks softly, behaves steadily, and does not drink or smoke.

Sometimes he felt like a mortal, impeccably perfect.

Looking left and right, they didn't match the name of the smoking ruffian who was squatting and didn't look at him.