moonlight

When I said goodbye, I felt sad.

Away from the peaceful paradise, and back to the busy city, it seems that a century has passed, but it passes quickly. In the blink of an eye, this trip is over.

Several people got off at the place where they started before the intersection.Yuan Hang greeted Bian Chen, and Lin Yue followed closely behind.

"Bye bye, fairy sister!" Zhang Xu stood at the curb and waved to Bian Chen, the co-pilot, with obvious reluctance in his tone.

"What kind of fairy..." Bian Chen was amused.

"Bye, sister~" Li Yangbing moved to Zhang Xu's side, and waved to the car window.

Yang Xuan, who just got off the car, wanted to speak——

"Okay, go back quickly!" Chen Lei waved his arms out of the window a few times indiscriminately, "Be careful on the road!" After finishing speaking, he closed the car window.

The background sound is Bian Chen's inexplicable tone in the car: "...I haven't talked to Lin—"

The car sped past the five boys and rushed away with a bang.

Li Yangbing opened his mouth, stared at the buttocks of the car, and sighed silently: "Melancholy..."

Then he turned his head and looked at Yuan Hang who was putting his hand into Lin Yue's pocket, and sighed deeply again: "What a crime..."

Yuan Hang was amused by his tone, put his hands in Lin Yue's trouser pockets, turned to look at him and comforted him: "If you want to see my sister, come to my house often to play." Li Yangbing glanced at Yuan Hang again Putting the hand in Lin Yue's pocket, he quickly waved his hand: "Forget it, I might as well have sex with Yang Xuan."

Yang Xuan stretched out his middle finger and said a word to him: "Get lost."

The five said goodbye at the subway entrance.

It was very hot, not like the coolness in the mountains.The chirping of cicadas on the trees, the crowds rushing by on the road, and the constant flow of people in the subway all seem to announce that the only summer vacation before the third year of high school is over.

After the days of fast time, the long third year of high school began.According to the legend, counting the days is too fast, and the time of not counting and not being practical, at the end of August, comes with the arrival of early autumn.

It was two full weeks earlier than the start of the first and second grades of senior high school, and the school was basically full of senior high school students.Red banners shouting slogans can be seen everywhere from the entrance to every corner of the classroom corridor.A countdown reminder was written on a corner of the blackboard in the classroom:

——There are still 320 days before the college entrance examination.

320 days.

Lin Yue didn't have much idea about this number.But he found that if 10 months were written on the blackboard, he might be a lot more lazy.As for 320 days, at first glance, the concept of ending with days really made him feel a little flustered.

In fact, from entering the school gate to sitting in the classroom and seeing the banners, he didn't have much trouble. When he saw the countdown, he would look up from time to time. After staring at it for a long time, he felt that this number was really important. magic.It is more than 300 days, which may pass in the blink of an eye.

This made him inexplicably nervous.

He was not the only one in this state, even Li Yangbing, who was usually more indifferent than him, actually began to memorize notes at this moment.And Lao Wu, who has always been not too strict with them, would show one eye from the corner of the window from time to time during the intervals of other classes, staring at the classroom in horror.

Once, Yuan Hang was almost frightened, who was about to put his hand in Lin Yue's clothes.

Compared with other high school masters, Yuan Hang's state has been in the few hours of class since he transferred from the second year of high school, and he rarely has time to go home and read his notes.Lin Yue always thought that he was smart and had the ability to never forget.

Until the 200-day countdown to the college entrance examination began, he found that Yuanhang's state seemed to have changed overnight.

Yuan Xueba not only read his notes when he returned home, he even forgot about chatting with him on time in a blink of an eye.

"Brother," Lin Yue stepped on the bicycle, saw his haggard face, felt very distressed, and couldn't help but care, "If you are very tired, don't call me at night, and go to sleep after reading the book."

Yuan Hang put his elbows on the handlebars of the car, rubbed his face, turned his head to look into Lin Yue's eyes, and smiled: "You don't miss me if I don't hit you?"

"I don't want to." Lin Yue replied immediately, then raised his hand and rubbed Yuan Hang's chin, "hissed" and said muffledly, "Your beard is pricked, you are so haggard..."

Yuan Hang's heart fluttered suddenly, like a warm wind blowing softly from the rubbed chin to the heart.

With a smile, he bent down and stretched out his chin, and rubbed against Lin Yue's cheek twice, stayed on it for a second, and then rubbed back and forth.

Lin Yue felt his neck itch.Even though his face was rubbed, his neck was numb as if he had been pricked by a beard.

He yelled, but smiled and shrank his neck back.

"I can only fall asleep when I make a call." Yuan Hang moved closer, put his chin on Lin Yue's shoulder, turned his head, and rubbed the hair on the back of his head against Lin Yue's chin twice, "Listen to your voice I can be steadfast."

Lin Yue couldn't help but raised his hand to rub his hair twice, and then patted it.

"It will be soon." Yuan Hang continued, "It will be fine if you get through it."

The voice was soft, in Lin Yue's ear, and along with the fluctuation of the leaves and the mixed emotions in the air, it penetrated into his mind at once.

Lin Yue suddenly felt that Yuan Hang's words seemed like a promise to him.For example, on the rooftop during the summer vacation, Yuan Hang asked him if he would like to go to Beijing together. The feeling at this moment is the same.

After passing the important college entrance examination, they can go to Beijing together, own each other's houses, get up every day to wash the sheets...

Lin Yue also felt that Yuan Hang's energy was to get away from some unpleasant things around him, such as things he didn't want to see.

And now, the moment is fast enough to cover up and start over.

Lin Yue didn't believe that the college entrance examination could change one's destiny.Because there are many options at the fork in the road, not just the college entrance examination.

At this time, he was facing the college entrance examination, and he really integrated into this atmosphere. Only then did he realize that many people actually need the college entrance examination to change their destiny. Live hundreds of times better than now.

This inspired Lin Yue to be motivated.Most of the time, the surrounding environment is positive, so people themselves will continue to improve, otherwise they will continue to degenerate.

Now Lin Yue is surrounded by his schoolboy boyfriend and good friend Chen Chen, who is influenced by Xie Tongxin and is working hard to make progress.This gave him a surge of enthusiasm from the heart.

He has to go to Beijing with Uehara Hang and get through the 200 days together.

The usual alarm clock at 06:30 was initially adjusted to 05:30.During the breaks between meals on weekdays, I began to memorize books with notes, and the time spent always checking Weibo with my mobile phone before going to bed was also replaced by the time of burning lights and doing questions.This kind of full and stressful life surprised him.

So much so that my mother once went into his room to see him reciting a book, exited from the room and re-entered again, and it took a long time before she said: "Are you my son?"

He couldn't help roaring in his heart for his efforts, full of energy.

The weather gradually turned cooler, from spring to summer to autumn, and then to his least favorite winter.

The clock is ticking, and there is not much time left. No matter whether you have regrets or not, the time will not start again after the time has passed.

Senior high school students basically do not have outdoor classes. Since last semester, apart from the regular morning run, all kinds of activity classes have also been cancelled.

Everywhere you can see a group of people reading books on the playground, some sitting and standing, and some people still shaking their heads while reciting books after being frozen into a sieve under a tree.

Maybe it was really cold, or maybe the atmosphere in the class was really serious.In order to make the classroom atmosphere more relaxed, Lao Wu held an activity class meeting on Monday afternoon.

"Go back and find a good-looking piece of paper. It should be good-looking, and don't make me those fancy things, just simple and beautiful stickers." Old Wu supported the podium and pointed to the blackboard behind the classroom, "Look at the blackboard at the back. Have you arrived yet? Let the Propaganda Committee draw a frame in a while, and when the time comes, you will post it in the frame when you finish writing it."

"What are you writing, teacher?" A student at the front desk asked.

"Write what you want to write, say what you want, whatever you want to vent." Old Wu said, "Go back and think about it, this is your slogan! It is used to warn yourself, remind yourself, and always prepare for battle!"

"Teacher, please say it again, I will write it down?" Deng Yang raised his head and asked.

"Think for yourself!" Old Wu refused without thinking, "You can write whatever you want, anyway, just don't write me a mess."

"okay!"

The whole class responded and began to discuss.

"Wait for my call at night." Yuan Hang came over suddenly, leaned into Lin Yue's ear and said, "I'll take Tom to shave."

"Huh?" Lin Yue was thinking about what to write, and the rhythm in his mind was chaotic, and he blurted out, "Do you want to cut your hair?"

Yuan Hang looked at him, opened his mouth, and suddenly smiled: "Do you want a slogan?"

Lin Yue blinked, with a dazed expression on his face.

Yuan Hang's lips curled up, and he took out two pieces of paper from his bag, handed one to Lin Yue, and put the other in front of his desk. Under Lin Yue's gaze, he took out a pen and tapped it lightly on the table .

"You write down what you remember and everything you want to write," he nodded his chin at the paper, then pointed to the paper in front of him, "and then exchange."

Lin Yue tilted his head, thinking it was fun, he picked up the pen and prepared to write on the paper.

The moment the pen tip touched the paper, his mind suddenly short-circuited, and some of the slogans that he had originally thought of disappeared without a trace.

He froze for a moment, then reflexively clicked two dots on the paper, and wrote the word "Yuan" along the two dots.

After writing it, he found that in his memory nodes, there were only bits and pieces of Yuan Hang, which was so profound that the lines drawn casually with his eyes closed were all Yuan Hang's name.

He followed the words and added a line of dates:

——September 12.

It's a day together.

Then I drew a small circle behind the date, clicked a few stars, and continued to write below:

——We want to go to Beijing together.

Hit a small wave on "Beijing".

——There is Tom, with white fur, who likes to act like a baby.

Draw a kitten's head next to Tom.

——Eat lollipops every day, milk-flavored ones, very greasy.

Draw a lollipop on the back.

——I like to bite the cigarette holder when I smoke.

kind of sexy...

——Motorcycles are very good.

——I really, really like it.

……

Such things as tacit understanding are destined.Lin Yue seemed to really understand the beauty of tacit understanding at this moment.

The exchanged paper is full of various rules and regulations.Lin Yue found that Yuan Hang's memory node coincided with his, and Yuan Hang's paper had only one sentence, in neat and beautiful fonts, with an arrow pointing to his side, a straight line with a triangular arrow in front, like a gun shot in his heart:

——Lin Yue is my favorite person.

Lin Yue's pen was suspended in the air, and he clicked on "Favorite" several times, and finally settled:

——Yuan Hang is my most, most, most, most favorite person.

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