unobtainable warmth

In the new semester, Qiu Yan found that Yang Shan was missing, and only Xu Zhou was still with him.Qiu Yan asked Xu Zhou what was the matter, Xu Zhou only said that Yang Shan had transferred to another school, and Xu Zhou refused to say anything else.Although Qiu Yan didn't know exactly what happened, he could probably guess it.Qiu Yan sighed in his heart and didn't ask Xu Zhou again.

In the second year of high school, Xu Zhou chose liberal arts without hesitation. He has good grades in arts and sciences, but he prefers reading and so on.Qiu Yan also followed Xu Zhou to choose liberal arts, Xu Zhou asked him to think carefully, but Qiu Yan just stubbornly chose liberal arts.Qiu Yan knew Xu Zhou's current situation, so he hoped that he could be with him now, since he would not go to university in China anyway.

After two days, the classes and dormitories were separated, and Qiu Yan's wish was fulfilled.Because there were few liberal arts classes, he was assigned to the same class as Xu Zhou by coincidence, and there were few boys in the liberal arts class, so he and Xu Zhou still slept together.Xu Zhou is also very happy, he still has friends who can talk.

The class followed each other step by step. First, the monitor was elected. Xu Zhou didn't have the slightest intention to read the book. He just read the book quietly in his seat without raising his head.

"Xu Zhou, you should be a member of the school committee." The monitor said to Xu Zhou.

Xu Zhou neither accepted nor refused.The squad leader didn't ask any more questions.

Later, when the class monitor asked Xu Zhou to write his name on the employment form, Xu Zhou only said no, and said nothing else.The monitor was a little embarrassed, Qiu Yan came over to smooth things over, and the monitor left.Qiu Yan looked at Xu Zhou who was reading quietly, and seemed to want to say something, but he didn't say anything.After the two of them left, Xu Zhou turned over the page without words.When he heard the squad leader call his name, he thought of Yang Shan, shook his head, and Xu Zhou lowered his head to read again.

Although he changed to a new class and a new classmate, Xu Zhou was still the same as before. He didn't make any friends except Qiu Yan.Qiu Yan only said in his heart that Xu Zhou became more closed after Yang Shan left.

Xu Zhou's parents rented a house outside for Xu Zhou, and told him that it is good to live outside during high school, and not to go home if there is nothing to do, and they will call him for living expenses.Xu Zhou didn't say anything, and went back to his room to pack the things he was going to take away.

Unknowingly, the willow tree withered and grew again, Xu Zhou also reached the third year of high school, and the study in the third year of high school was even harder.Whenever Xu Zhou couldn't hold on anymore, he would go to the pond of the school, watch the breeze blowing the willow trees, watch the sunset dye the water in the pond red, watch the sun slowly set, and finally fall silent. He didn't know what he was thinking. Just a long time.Qiu Yan would come here occasionally, looking at Xu Zhou's back in the setting sun, he often left after standing for a while, thinking that Yang Shan's scourge was not enough to scourge himself, but also scourge Xu Zhou.

Qiu Yan and Xu Zhou took the college entrance examination together and encouraged each other. When the exam was over, both of them breathed a sigh of relief.On the night when the grades came out, Xu Zhou checked the grades at Qiu Yan's house.After the results came out, Xu Zhou took a look at the E University that could be admitted to City Z, and at Qiu Yanting's high scores, so he felt relieved.

Qiu Yan handed Xu Zhou a bottle of wine, Xu Zhou did not refuse, and took it.Xu Zhou took a sip, and the mouthful was full of choking hotness, but he didn't put it down, and kept drinking the bottle of wine to the bottom.When Qiu Yan came out of the toilet, Xu Zhou was completely drunk and unconscious. Qiu Yan said helplessly, and moved Xu Zhou to the bed in the guest room. While covering Xu Zhou with a quilt, he heard "Yang Shan, I miss you", I don't know if I want to say it to myself or to that person.Qiu Yan paused with his hands, turned around and left.This is the first time Qiu Yan has heard Xu Zhou say such things in the past two years. Since Yang Shan transferred to another school, Xu Zhou has never mentioned his matter, and he has never mentioned his name. Only when Xu Zhou went to the pond, Qiu Yan Yan knew that this person had not forgotten Yang Shan.

Qiu Yan opened a bottle of wine for himself, finished drinking, and went back to his room.

When Xu Zhou woke up the next day, Qiu Yan told Xu Zhou that he was going abroad. His parents were going to settle down abroad, so he hoped that Qiu Yan could go to university abroad, and Qiu Yan also agreed.Xu Zhou nodded, indicating that he knew, and told Qiu Yan to pay attention to his body when he was abroad, Qiu Yan nodded with a smile and said he knew.

After a while, Qiu Yan's voice came to Xu Zhou's ear, "Xu Zhou, can you forget about Yang Shan?" Xu Zhou didn't answer this question, and left Qiu Yan's house after saying goodbye. When he walked to the door, he said "probably I can't forget it", and walked downstairs alone.

Yang Shan went to a new high school in City Z. When choosing subjects, he chose liberal arts, which he thought Xu Zhou would choose as well.He didn't run for class president anymore, nor did he treat anyone in the class gently. In this new high school, he didn't make any friends, only studied silently, and rarely even participated in the usual sports activities.When I feel tired, I take out that pen and look at it, as if I have strength again.

For Yang Shan, two years passed quickly, but also very slowly.Yang Shan stayed at home every day after the college entrance examination, not going anywhere.Parents told him which school to apply for, and he went to apply for that school.His grades came out, his parents' expectations were fulfilled, and he was admitted to a local university. Yang Shan had neither joy nor sorrow, and just regarded it as a trivial matter.

I don't know how Xu Zhou is doing now, maybe two years have already forgotten him, Yang Shan showed a wry smile, turned off the light, watched the moonlight leaking through the window onto the bed, and fell asleep after a long time.

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