migratory birds do not return

When the sky was slightly shining, Hou Xiao changed his clothes and went out to school, leaving a note for Hou Yu before leaving.Staying here temporarily for one night was something beyond the plan, and he didn't really want to waste too much time for Hou Yu.

It was windy outside, and a mild and cool soft wind rushed towards you. Hou Xiao found the nearby bus stop according to the navigation index, and after confirming that the terminal with only one bus was relatively close to the school, he sighed and carried The hiking bag stood aside.The two chairs were so messed up that he didn't really want to sit on them.

Unexpectedly, before the bus came, the fickle weather suddenly changed, and it began to rain slowly. The bus station was leaking everywhere, and it was really useless in terms of keeping out the rain.Hou Xiao rummaged through the bag twice, but couldn't find the umbrella, so he had to hide by the stop sign.

He suddenly heard a few unusual light noises in the alley beside him, and his curiosity prompted him to turn his head, hesitated for half a second, and then picked up the mountaineering bag and went in.

Unexpectedly, the alleyway was too narrow, and if he went in with his bag on his back, he would be stuck at the entrance. Hou Xiao thought that nothing would happen if he left it for a while, so he put the mountaineering bag neatly on the Next to the wall, follow the sound and walk in.

When he turned the corner, he saw a pile of cardboard boxes piled up in the corner, with some black garbage bags thrown on them. The orange cat was always lying on top of the pile of garbage bags, and squatting on the side of the cardboard boxes was a A young man in a white shirt holds a camera in his hand and a very small umbrella over his shoulder to keep out the rain. The camera is aimed at the cat.

He was so absorbed in himself that he never noticed Hou Xiao's existence. It wasn't until he finally checked the photos taken on one side and was about to get up, and the orange cat also jumped up the fence and left, that the young man realized that there was no one behind him. A stranger stood in the distance.

Hou Xiao was wearing a light gown, his long hair was neatly tied up behind his head, and a bit of hair was not caught by the rubber band. Hou Xiao fastened several clips, but they still slid down stubbornly. At the nape of his fair neck.The rain ran through her hair and wet her shoulders.

Hou Xiao wiped the rain off his face: "I heard voices inside and thought something was wrong, so I went in to have a look."

The man nodded: "Oh, I accidentally kicked over the trash can just now."

Hou Xiao nodded, said sorry, turned around and planned to go back to the station.It was too cold outside, even if he resisted the frost, the feeling of the clothes sticking to his body was really uncomfortable.The rain slid directly into the corners of his eyes, and he almost couldn't even open his eyelids.

Hou Xiao quickly stepped out of the alley, and impatiently stretched out a coat to keep out the wind. He had just taken two steps forward when someone pulled the hem of his coat. The young man with the camera was standing behind him. The camera had already been used. The tarpaulin was wrapped, but the umbrella seemed to be broken, with a piece dented and hanging there listlessly.

He blinked, trying to see the appearance of the young man clearly, but his face was covered with rain, and his vision became completely blurred.

"Can we share? My umbrella was accidentally broken just now. My school is nearby. I can wait in the pavilion over there. My friend will send the umbrella over." The young man said with a sincere face, Hou Xiao Seeing that he was no better than himself, he agreed as soon as his heart softened, and walked forward together with him sharing a coat that was barely propped up.

If Hou Xiao was able to keep out the rain at first, now he is just helping the young man. There is no piece of dry clothes on his body, and his hair is wet. Squeeze out the water.

"arrive."

"Thank you."

The young man got into the pavilion and saw Hou Xiao who was soaking wet by the yellowish light of the street lamp.He opened his mouth, hesitated for half a second and then said suddenly: "Wait...is it Hou Xiao?"

Hou Xiao froze for a moment, stretched out his hand and began to wipe the water on his face, after wiping off, some new water would flow down, he continued to wipe until the skin on that area was completely red, and he did not stop, with forbearing eyes Look at the youth.

"... Du Baigong."

The winter in the third year of high school was uncharacteristically hot, like summer after a season change.

After the short vacation, they were dragged together to start class. Hou Xiao and Du Baigong chose to stay in order to save time for commuting to and from school.

The air is humid and hot. The golden sunlight is cut into regular shapes by the slanting branches, and then penetrates the window glass and falls into the classroom. The students sitting by the window will paste the glass with discarded test papers. Hou Xiao Sometimes when you turn your head, you can see the square characters printed on the recycled paper.

The fan on the top of the head is spinning, and the air conditioner at the back of the classroom is dutifully exuding the only cool air. When the class is over, and if there is no teacher dragging the class, the classroom will become empty. The canteen downstairs There was a long queue, the ice cream in the freezer was out of stock all day long, boys and girls in blue and white school uniforms rubbed shoulders, arms crossed arms, and strenuously shuttled back and forth among the crowd, as if trying to overturn the shelves.

"Longing up to eat popsicles in the winter, the weather in the harbor is really strange." Du Baigong said and stuffed a piece of cool candy into Hou Xiao's mouth, Hou Xiao hesitated to bite it, and the sandwich layer was bitten by him He was so sore that his teeth ached, and he rushed forward to let Du Baigong taste it too.

"Don't! The old class will come and scold us later, Hou Xiao!" Du Baigong was forced to swallow the candy, his brows knit together. "It's really sour, the canteen is innocent."

"Yes, I will treat you to eat every day in the future."

"You are rich, young man." Du Baigong patted him on the shoulder, "Are you trying to keep me?"

"...These two want to have a quarrel in the teaching building." Qin Ran propped his chin and watched the two leave as they fought, the corners of his mouth twitching.

Gradually, the activity notices that were originally pasted on the wall in front of the classroom were torn off one by one, and became the notices for the college entrance examination and the standard answers for the last exam. Gradually become blurred, and then change to the next answer sheet.

There began to appear in the class people who secretly hid in class and wrote classmate records, covering all levels of grades. The promise is so real that it seems that I almost believed it.

Du Baigong was sitting in the front row of Hou Xiao, looking at it from Hou Xiao's perspective, he could see more and more classmates on his desk, not only from this class, but also from the class next door and even the school girls downstairs Every day, someone came to him with a classmate book, and left disappointed when he saw no one, and stuffed a thin piece of paper into the belly of the table, and over time, it had piled up into a small pile.

At that meek age, all kinds of behaviors that stepped on the edge of teachers and parents' anger were understandable, so Hou Xiao and Du Baigong's behavior of making troubles all over the school after class became more and more unscrupulous, which almost lifted the ceiling. Fortunately, the head teacher found out in time and stopped it.

Amidst the turmoil, they ushered in the last group activity of high school.

It stands to reason that students in the third year of high school cannot participate in this kind of activity. Maybe it is because their teachers are more merciful. They are afraid that the students will be bored and their mental breakdown will break down. , Let them play one last time, the school is also happy, the agreed decision is quickly approved, so the whole grade has a happy day without class.

Because of the large number of events and the tight schedule, only a third year in high school in winter has such an opportunity. They get the playground to gather at 07:30. Usually, the few sleepers get up early for an unprecedented time, and even the boarding students do not have the opportunity. The person hid in the bathroom of the dormitory to escape morning exercises, as if he was willing to do a lot of work for the sake of sports.

Hou Xiao patted the water on his face, then pulled the towel to dry himself off. Just as he was about to go out with the others, he suddenly noticed that the door of the inner bedroom was closed.

The dormitories in their school are divided into inner sleeping and outer sleeping. There are six beds in the inner sleeping and eight sleeping in the outer. There is a door in the middle, which is usually not closed for the convenience of ventilation, but now it is closed. Hou Xiao used his toes I want to know what's going on.

He put on a sack-like school uniform jacket, knocked on the door twice, and pushed the door open. The quilts on the six beds were all folded. Due to the strict requirements of the student union, each quilt was folded like tofu .

Hou Xiao went to the bathroom to take a look, but saw no one, so he turned and went to the balcony.

Du Baigong was lying on the railing, wearing a school uniform jacket, pretending to be endorsing a book with an English vocabulary book in one hand, pressing his mobile phone in the other hand, and holding a lollipop in his mouth.

What I bitten was not a cigarette, but a lollipop.

Downstairs, groups of students poured out from the dormitory. The alarm that rang three times in the building stopped abruptly, leaving only a lingering sound. The clothes hanging on the balcony dripped wetly, but Du Baigong And stand impartially in a position out of the water.

The men's dormitory is in the back of the sun, and their position is usually extremely humid, without even a little sunlight. Except for a few days of very good luck, clothes can only be dried by air.

Hou Xiao leaned on the balcony door with one hand, watched Du Baigong close the vocabulary book in silence, bit off the candy in his mouth with two clicks, pulled out a paper stick and threw it into the trash can, his clothes were blown up by the wind , leaning half of his body on the railing, pressed the phone twice in boredom, and then put it away.

"Why don't you get down when you're up?" Hou Xiao finally spoke after a long time, his voice was a bit harsh, with unexpected emotions.

The only sound of footsteps in the corridor also subsided. The door of the outer dormitory was opened, and then closed again quickly. It should be that people from the student union came and went down to check the number of morning exercise attendees.

"Wait until they come back from morning exercises before going down." Du Baigong looked in his pocket twice after seeing him, as if he was looking for something, but he couldn't find it in the end, so he had to shrug his shoulders. "I haven't participated in this morning exercise since the day I was born. I have to keep my records."

"The squad leader said, you signed up for the relay in the sports meeting." Hou Xiao remembered this for some reason, and brought it up in such a situation. "you……"

He wanted to say come on.

The words got stuck on the edge of his mouth and ran back from his throat to his stomach in a circle.

The closer the day to the end of winter, the stronger the faint intuition and uneasiness.

"There are not enough people, she asked me to replace it." Du Baigong pouted at this point, threw the dictionary into a small cabinet on the balcony, stretched his arms and put on his coat. "Okay, don't stand here, go to eat? At this time, they are running 1000 meters like an old cow pulling a slow car. There is no one in the cafeteria. There are all kinds of dishes for you to choose from."

Hou Xiao touched the meal card in his pocket, and forgot how much money was in it, so he nodded and agreed: "Okay."

When Hou Xiao realized that he escaped morning exercises with Du Baigong, this guy had already put a cup of soy milk in front of him, and sat down opposite.

"Drinking the soy milk in the cafeteria depends on luck, as well as your fate with the soy milk." Du Baigong pointed to the cup, "Good luck, if there is a fate, it is sweet. If it is not sweet, it may be that the canteen aunt forgot to add sugar , to prove that you two have no fate."

Hou Xiao ignored him running the train with his mouth full, and took a sip from his cup.The soy milk was still hot, he had no time to withdraw his hand, the tip of his tongue was burned suddenly, the pain made him subconsciously frowned, this change of expression was noticed by Du Baigong, he laughed twice as if taking pleasure in other's misfortune, and took his time Di Pa picked up the porridge in his bowl: "What are you in such a hurry for?"

Hou Xiao rolled his eyes at him, and then, as if keeping a respectful distance from the cup of soy milk, he pushed the cup aside.The scalding feeling gradually dissipated, and he felt a little sweetness belatedly, so he took a deep-fried dough stick and bit it.

After a few minutes, the morning exercises were over, and the boarding students who had no time to go back to the dormitory to change clothes in order to rush to eat breakfast ran in one by one, and the cafeteria suddenly became extremely noisy. The sports committee greeted Hou Xiao and looked up. The moment he lowered his head, Du Baigong, who was sitting in front of Hou Xiao, disappeared, and the plates and cups were all clean.

"Hou Xiao." The sports committee first tentatively called him, and then he said after hearing him hum, "Doesn't the sports meeting require logistics? I remember you only reported for a 200-meter race. Can you do it in the relay race?" Can't help with logistics? The group of girls in the original logistics team were arguing to go to another class to cheer for the girl of their dreams, and I almost had a headache."

"Okay, I'll go there if I'm free." Hou Xiao nodded, finished the last bit of food, hesitated when reaching for the cup of soy milk that was half left, but still picked it up and drank it all.For some reason, he always felt that the sweetness of the soy milk was gone when it cooled.

If it was still the same as before, they had to wait for the head teacher to organize one class after another to go downstairs, and they didn't need it in the third year of high school. Their single teaching building was already full of chaos all day long, and they wished they could treat the school as their own home. After a while, he automatically ignored the teacher's instructions, and ran downstairs with his electronic equipment in a fair manner, took a seat in advance, and then pointed the way to the students who were coming.

Hou Xiao was at the back of the line, holding a thin exercise book in his hand.It's not that he loves learning so much that he doesn't even want to give up participating in activities, but he just finds something to do for himself, so as not to sit there for a while. Participation is the most important thing, but it's just that Hou Xiao is too lazy to cramp.

Hou Xiao sat on the front seat as usual, staring at the empty seat in front of him for a while.He heard the host's impassioned statement, but he seemed to be out of his mind, and he didn't understand what the host said.

It seems to be telling them not to skip shifts and run around.Thinking about this kind of thing, I can only talk about it. Someone like Du Baigong will definitely not stay in his class obediently.

Hou Xiao was forcibly dragged back to his thoughts of running off to Siberia by this name, and blinked suddenly, the seat in front of him was already occupied, and Du Baigong was holding clothes for a few people who were going to prepare for the long jump, with the corner of his mouth hanging Laugh and joke with classmates.

Hou Xiao didn't expect a person to appear in front of him suddenly. He couldn't hold the exercise book firmly, and fell down the steps and fell directly at Du Baigong's feet. One side was forced to spread out, and on it was a reading book. As for the question, Hou Xiao saw the lined sentence in the last paragraph at a glance.

Some people shed tears during the day, while others hide their tears in the deep darkness.

"Ah, there is water here, and the book is wet." Du Baigong stuffed his clothes into his arms, bent down to pick up the exercise book, and shook it lightly while holding the middle part. The dirt on it was wiped clean before handing it to Hou Xiao.

Hou Xiao reached out to pick it up, but couldn't pull it out with a little force, looked up at Du Baigong, Du Baigong smiled at him, stretched out his other hand to the exercise book, stretched his fingers lightly, a piece of hard candy landed on the red on the cover of .

"I wanted to give it to you in the morning, but I couldn't find it at the time." Du Baigong said, "I'm going to participate in the 200-meter run later. There are preliminary semi-finals and finals. Eat a candy to replenish your energy."

"Du Baigong, are you stupid? What can a candy make up for?" The sports committee on the side laughed and scolded: "You are talking nonsense."

The two started joking around again, and it wasn't until someone from the student union came to inform the sports committee that the athletes had entered the field that they reluctantly stood up and organized their classmates.

Hou Xiao removed the candy wrapper and threw the candy into his mouth. In the morning, the scalded area still had a dull pain, so he had to bite the candy into pieces and swallowed it before he had time to taste it.

The prologue of the routine ended here, and the class leader began to send small notes to ask them to write cheers, saying that the head teacher would reward them if they wrote too much.

Hou Xiao lowered his head and wrote a few copies, and was about to hand them in when Du Baigong suddenly held his shoulders, and he bent forward, almost bumping his head into Du Baigong's arms.

"Squad leader!" Du Baigong waved the note in his hand, "What did Lao Bai say he rewarded us?"

"A set of freshly released English test papers. Let me explain. He made it himself, and there is no answer." The monitor rolled his eyes at the shabby piece of paper he handed over, "You should write more?"

"I know it's a paper. I'm not interested in English test papers. I can think about it if I'm a comprehensive one." Du Baigong finally withdrew his hand on Hou Xiao's shoulder, sat back on the chair, and paused before turning around. With a movement, he stretched out his hand and squeezed Hou Xiao's earlobe. "Wow, why are your ears red? It's too hot?"

"You're quite free." Hou Xiao rubbed his messy hair, and always felt that the never-ending smell of cigarettes on Du Baigong's body was mixed with the faint smell of sugar, and it kept pouring into his nostrils. Drill in.He lowered his head as if trying to hide it, let his eyes stick to the topic, and held the pen to look like he was thinking.

"No, I will help Baisong carry water later and distribute it to those who have returned from participating in the project." Du Baigong sighed when he said this, with a helpless look on his face. "He insisted that I was free, and insisted on arranging things for me. Didn't he see that I was busy with everything?"

"Okay, my lord, can you stop for 2 minutes, let go of the 'everything' first, and obediently write a few more manuscripts, you said you can find a lot of them on the Internet, and you can't copy them. I’m willing to copy it. I only need to write it for one day, think about how my juniors and younger sisters have to write it for two days, you are already very lucky.” The squad leader took a stack of papers and slapped Du Baigong on the forehead. "Here you go, buy one get five free, these six are all given to you."

Du Baigong rubbed his forehead, and took the six sheets of paper: "Why do I have six sheets, and Hou Xiao only wrote three sheets, class discrimination, monitor, what prejudice do you have against me?"

"He's full of nonsense again, isn't he?" The squad leader glanced at Hou Xiao, and then at him with a look of resentment, "Hou Xiao's word count is enough for you to write three cards. Is it contrastive? Do you think there is?"

Du Baigong knew that he didn't understand, so he obediently took a pen to write a cheering manuscript, squeezed out a few hundred words from his only reserve, broke them into six parts, and filled them in. After finishing writing, he felt that the whole person was unhappy , Sure enough, squatting and lying on the seat to write is a hard job.

Du Baigong handed the paper to the class monitor while shaking his hands, turned around and saw Hou Xiao walking down the steps, holding the number plate just issued by the sports committee in his hand.

"Hou Xiao!" He shouted, and after Hou Xiao turned his head, he continued, "Do you want me to pick you up at the finish line?"

Hou Xiao frowned, as if thinking about why he said such a thing.Du Baigong also quickly realized that he was inexplicable, and quickly waved his hands to explain that it was a joke, but Hou Xiao turned the corner of his mouth and turned back to him.

"Okay."

Hou Xiao was on the fifth avenue, a little far away from the place where students were allowed to watch. In addition, there were too many girls around there, so it took Du Baigong a lot of effort to squeeze from the last row to the front.

The teacher at the starting point and the finish line just raised the flag to confirm, and the cheering cheers of the girls exploded in his ears. Du Baigong squatted down behind the white line, separated himself from the crazy elementary school girls, and concentrated on watching Hou on the runway. night.

To be honest, he didn't concentrate too much, and his attention was pulled back by a gunshot. The people on the runway ran out like arrows, and even brought a gust of wind.

Holding a bottle of water in his hand, Du Baigong stared at Hou Xiao's back, seeing that the school uniform he was wearing was rolled up by the wind, revealing a small section of his white waist.

Du Baigong quickly looked away, stood up abruptly, his eyes went dark for a moment, and when he raised his legs to walk towards the finish line again, the one at the top of the line was almost at the finish line.

He suddenly discovered that Hou Xiao was really different among this group of people.

It seems to be a little more smiling.

This guy actually ran with a smile on his face.

Du Baigong was taken aback by what he found, and quickly put his mind away to look again.In fact, Hou Xiao only had a little smile on the corners of his eyes and brows, which was very faint, probably only one-tenth of the weight, but his expression was much better than those of the faces next to him, which were almost deformed. How many girls' hearts can be captured.

Hou Xiao ran No.2, and No.1 was a sports student.Du Baigong went over with the water, first handed it over, and then covered Hou Xiao's head with a disposable square scarf blacked out from the squad leader, Hou Xiao reflexively hid back and let out a small whimpering sound Come.

Du Baigong's subordinates paused, and quickly wiped the sweat off Hou Xiao's head with a square towel, took the water in his hand, and smiled: "The ranking is okay, I must be able to enter the semi-finals, I guess the old man Ben can give you a few papers."

"I've done all the papers he issued, and I won't be able to issue new ones in a short time. He won't give me any papers." Hou Xiao glanced at him, bent down to tie his shoelaces, "Speaking of which, when will the relay race be held?" ?”

"In the afternoon, it was said that it was over and there was a competition for the teachers' group. The arrangement was very tight." Du Baigong said and grabbed his arm, "Hey, I am the first bat, come cheer?"

"The 200-meter semi-finals are also in the afternoon." Hou Xiao stood up, and saw their squad leader running up and down to deliver essays from a long distance away, and remembered those nonsense words he had made, and his ears were a little red . "Let's see if I can make it in time. I also promised the Sports Committee to help with the logistics when I have time. The first round is too early."

"It's okay, don't cause trouble just because you are in a hurry." Du Baigong patted him on the shoulder.

The morning project ended with a 500-meter race. Du Baigong was dragged out of school by his classmates to have lunch. Hou Xiao had to stay to clean the venue and class sanitation, so he didn't follow. called away.

Hou Xiao opened the window to let in air, and put the broom in the back of the classroom and arranged it neatly.There was no food in the cafeteria at this point, and he was about to go to the canteen to buy something to deal with, when a paper bag suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Bring it for you." Du Bai said respectfully and concisely. He directly pulled out a chair and sat up. He flipped through the afternoon's event schedule while lying down half-lying. Down. "This won't work, I'm sure I won't be able to catch up. Forget it, you just cheer for me in your heart and support me mentally."

"I can catch up." Hou Xiao squeezed the paper bag, and the classroom with the air-conditioning fan turned off was a little warm. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and said firmly, "I can definitely catch up."

Hearing this, Du Baigong turned his head and glanced at him, and they were silent for several seconds before throwing away the schedule and laughing.

"Okay, then prove it to me."

When the 200-meter runners were notified to wait for the field, Du Baigong happened to be dragged to practice the relay race. The only people guarding outside the track were the squad leader who had finally been idle and a few logistics staff. There were also two people from the class next to Hou Xiao, but He didn't know him very well, so he just said hello.

He saw the teacher at the finish line raised the flag, and Du Baigong, who was originally on the track, consciously ran aside.

Dreams reflect people's most real desires.

The moment the gun was fired, Hou Xiao started running slower for a second, and quickly followed, only the sound of the whistling wind was left in his ears, and the scenery in front of him changed rapidly. He couldn't see anything clearly, but inexplicably popped out of said this sentence.

He remembered that dream again. In the dream, the feeling of lips and teeth being together was so clear that it was sinking. Every kiss seemed to ignite a wild fire. When they gathered together, they ignited a prairie fire, and he and Du Baigong were in it Draw the ground as a prison, and die together.

He always thought that he was just curious about Du Baigong.

Staying in this small city all day long, with limited horizons, a small circle of friends, and few contacts, Hou Xiao's life is monotonous and boring. The appearance of Du Baigong seems to have brought him into contact with a brand new field. Naturally curious, unconsciously drawn to it.

When is it more than that?

It was as if a breath was stuck in his chest and he couldn't get it out. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't ignore the name that was rolling restlessly and making trouble in his heart. All over the body, it has branded itself on every bone, and even every corner is filled with its breath.

After realizing that he had such a dream, Hou Xiao, who was still a young man, felt a thump in his heart, a feeling of emptiness climbed up his back, and boundless panic and fear came from all directions like a tide, drowning him.He is like a fish in the deep sea, his internal organs are constantly squeezed by strong pressure, the thoughts in his mind are split into two factions, and he is fighting a tug-of-war every day.

At such a muddle-headed age, without knowing or explaining what "like" is, he has been pushed to the edge of the cliff by reality, forcing him to recognize his own heart under the cliff.One foot is in the mud, the other is in the swamp, the left and right are deep and hard to escape, but the time and method are different.

During class, he would sit at the back and watch Du Baigong sleep on the table, and when he woke up, he would grab the hair at the back of his head in a daze. He would want to do it for him, kiss Du Baigong's bony fingers, and hold him shoulder, and then leaned on it to feel the fiery and lively heartbeat and vitality of the young man.

It's not just curiosity.

Hou Xiao kept running, kept running.Vaguely, he heard the announcement from the broadcast that a certain class was preparing for the relay race. There were quite a few people on the side of the sports field, and most of them rushed to the side of the school road to prepare for the relay race.

Hou Xiao saw Du Baigong's back walking that way from the corner of his vision, he began to panic, unreasonable fear overwhelmed him, he seemed to suddenly exert a lot of energy, accelerated suddenly, and overtook the person in front of him.

Hou Xiao crossed the finish line, the moment the cheers sounded, the class relay race on the other side of the school road had already started, and the final announcement was being made on the radio.The squad leader ran over to hand him water, Hou Xiao grabbed it, but didn't intend to take a rest, but ran straight across the football field to the school road.

To be honest, the last sprint just now had exhausted him, and he felt a little exhausted at the moment, but he still wanted to go, a desire from the bottom of his heart guided him and pulled him over there.

Holding the camera, Du Baigong didn't seem nervous at all as the first batter, and talked with the people beside him with a smile.Hou Xiao stood at the edge of the school road and stopped some distance from Du Baigong. He waited for the instruction to start, and he was looking forward to starting with Du Baigong.

The gun rang, and the graduates outside the field shouted the names of their classes loudly. Hou Xiao ran in the inner lane and rushed forward with Du Baigong. He held on to the bottle of water tightly, and sweat flowed into his eyes, and he squinted subconsciously , stopped at the same time as Du Baigong handed over the baton, his legs softened and he almost knelt on the ground, he stabilized his figure on the spot, and was supported by Du Baigong again.

"Aren't you stupid? You sprinted with me just after running [-]." Du Baigong flicked his forehead lightly, feeling a little helpless, "It's okay to wait for me next to you if you can't, what do you want to do if you want to run together .”

Hou Xiao was silent for a while, then said, "Didn't you want me to prove it to you?"

Du Baigong opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but the Sports Commissioner rushed over and patted him on the shoulder, laughing and praising him.

Hou Xiao didn't look this way anymore, but turned to look at the runway.The last bat of their class has already started, and they are currently No.1, with a distance of about 2 meters from No.100. If there is no accident, they can win.

Hou Xiao took a sip of water, feeling that his beating heart was gradually slowing down after strenuous exercise, and he stared at the finish line without blinking.

The last best classmate ran into the circle surrounded by the people who came to greet them, and was immediately hugged, the radio started to sing, and even the people in the next class who missed No.1 went to cheer for them, it seemed that everywhere It was a scene of joy.

Hou Xiao suddenly felt his heart sank, his whole body seemed to be falling rapidly from a high altitude, with no landing point, and his sense of security kept slipping away. He struggled for a long time and climbed up, but he could only fall into a deeper abyss.

He realized that winter was coming to an end.

The author has something to say:

I have class tomorrow, so I will update it from time to time. This chapter is really exciting. I don’t want to separate the memories, so it is relatively long. Orz turned to the article at the end of last year and found that I didn’t have such a stream of consciousness at that time.

①Some people shed tears during the day, while others hide their tears in the deep darkness. —— Tagore