About my brother and I are both gravity making this thing

003 Who hasn't committed a few times

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If you want to use one word to describe the middle school life in the deep sea of ​​the Central Plains, "chicken flying dog jumping" is definitely not enough to cover all the chaos and troubles in it.

At the very least, I have to add a "turning on my back" at the end, so that I can be a little bit worthy of my identity as a gravity operator.

Although this is not something to boast about, my junior high school period was not a period that can be easily ignored.

If I delete any moment in my life, I can't be who I am today - I, Zhongyuan Shenhai, firmly believe in this.Domain name, please remember

After a lot of effort, I was finally able to break free from Nakaya's hands.I don't need to look in the mirror to know what I look like at the moment, and Chuya's fingerprints have definitely appeared clearly on both sides of my face.

There is always some embarrassment in the long-lost reunion of old classmates, not to mention that I must be in such a mess now that I am just an ugly Sanhua whose face is covered by car exhaust and dust on the street day and night.

It's all to blame!I put down the hand that was rubbing my face, and stomped heavily on Nakaya's clean shoe. Hearing his gasp, I reluctantly shifted my gaze to Yukimura Seiichi.

Standing in the rain of cherry blossoms and the warm spring light, the young man who was in stark contrast to my embarrassment was as transparent as a cloud in the sky, shining in a high place.

I'm even more upset.

How can I be set off to look like the party who lives like a "dog" after so many years and so far away? ? ?

However, out of politeness and the shallowness between us—maybe not so shallow in the past, I greeted him in a calm tone where nothing happened, "Long time no see, Yukimura-san."

Hearing this, he showed a nice but not so bright smile.His eyes were clear and clear, he turned around on Zhongya, and then returned to me immediately, "Long time no see, Zhongyuan classmate. I didn't expect it was really you."

The corners of my mouth twitched when I was stabbed by his words, and my temples jumped up.

Yes, that's right, it's me.The Zhongyuan Shenhai who never participated in class reunions after graduation, and didn’t know how to send a congratulatory greeting even for the [-]th anniversary of the school’s founding, actually visited Lihai University——I tried to find some such sarcasm from his eyes, but very soon Unfortunately it ended in failure.

I rarely try to understand other people's intentions by empathy, because Zhongyuan Shenhai is a very narrow-minded girl, and the consequences of making me compare my heart to heart may lead my expectations to a worse direction.And I have to admit that I have basically no talent for seeing people.If I want to become a human spirit like Mr. Dazai, I may have to wait for me to witness the human race climb another stage on the evolutionary tree.

However, having said so much, I just want to express that I can't see what Yukimura Seiichi is thinking at all.Even if we knew each other from the first day of our junior high school life.

I recall the first time I met Yukimura Seiichi.

At that time, he was not yet so tall and straight, his jaw line and oval face were still hidden in the baby fat that had not faded, and his whole body seemed to be wrapped in a layer of soft cotton candy.

Graduation photos with the ivy-covered "Wall of Lihai" is a traditional project of Lihai University.

On the first day of school, taking a group photo with their parents under the cherry tree at the school gate is a life experience that almost every student has to go through, and it is so common that there is no way to use it as a talking point.If this photo is missing from the album, people may still be asked why it is missing.

But I almost didn't get this photo back then.Because at that time, I was also in Las Vegas, which was sixteen hours away from me.

When I was frowning and smashing all the things that I could smash at home, he might just be throwing the chips that are as light as a feather and as heavy as a thousand weights at the dealer on the other side of the ocean.

All in all, that mission came at a very, very unfortunate time.Since then, Zhong also dared not easily make promises about time to me.I was so angry all day because of Chuya's sudden refusal and departure, that I didn't sleep well that night, and the next day I could only appear in front of a group of strangers who were about to become classmates with two dark circles under my eyes. ——Those who didn’t know thought that I lost sleep all night because I was too excited to be promoted to junior high school. This misunderstanding was not cleared up until the day I graduated. It was really wronged.

After completely giving up the idea of ​​taking pictures, I felt the same disgust for going to the opening ceremony.I wrapped myself in the quilt, intending to be a chrysalis that would never break out of the cocoon for the rest of my life—the kind that Zhongyuan Zhong also knelt down and begged me never to come out.

And just when I was so decadent and sluggish, the presence of Ms. Koba Ozaki instantly shattered almost all the shadows that were pressing on my head.She quickly dug me out of the quilt, dressed me up, and threw me into the car.

When I came back to my senses, I was already standing at the gate of Lihai wearing that ugly dark green western-style school uniform.

On the first day of the first grade of junior high school, I was undoubtedly the focus of the past students and parents in front of Lihai University.

Oh please don't get me wrong.The one who attracted the attention was naturally Ms. Hongye, not me who was no different from an elementary school student at that time.

No matter where she goes, Ms. Hongye wears furisodes that are so gorgeous that they can compete with early cherry blossoms. The flowers of the four seasons are held between the complicated buns, and the thin tassels and ribbons are nestled on the side of the white neck.The spring-colored road to school at the school gate was forced to walk out of the style of the oiran by her handsome appearance.

She held my hand that day until I walked into the auditorium for the ceremony.

To this day, I still remember that day when Ms. Hongye’s fingertips were cold, but her palms were warm.Her eyes are like cut autumn water and a pool of sweet dreams, she gently embraces me in a bosom full of flower fragrance, no matter how stubborn a child is, she can fall into a dark and sweet dreamland in her gentle tone.

In her reluctant exhortation, I put Nakahara Chuya's heartless and long-nosed act of breaking his promise behind me.

At that moment I was the beloved, happiest kid in the world again.

As for where did Yukimura Seiichi appear in this memory?

Isn't that obvious?

He was one of those people who stared at my dark circles and perpetuated the misunderstanding for three years.

Seiichi Yukimura, a first-year junior high school student, was my front desk for half a year.After a summer vacation, he unexpectedly grew several centimeters taller. With a wave of his head teacher, he became my back desk for another half a year.

In the second grade of junior high school, we were divided into classes again, and we couldn't get along with each other. We only met occasionally in places like the canteen, auditorium, corridor, and playground throughout the year.

In the third grade of middle school, in order to ensure the deviation value and the enrollment rate, the school will use the grade ranking as the basis for class division.I didn't expect Seiichi Yukimura to combine hobbies and studies so well, and there are three "excellent" people in the tennis club.

But this time he is neither my front desk nor my back desk. After Yukimura Seiichi saw me, he showed me the smile he usually puts on his face, neither bright nor enthusiastic, but clear and shallow, Like a cloud that stays in a high place, far away from the crowd.

He greeted me with a smile across a narrow aisle, "Long time no see, student Zhongyuan."

Yukimura Seichi, who was in the third grade, had already received many love letters and confessions from girls. Even I, who was busy making trouble all day long, had heard of his popularity.As his neighbor, I was "fortunately" to have the opportunity to observe his flowery beauty up close.

The vast majority of people are visual creatures, and there are very few who do not like juveniles who are pleasing to the eye.Touching my conscience, I have to admit that I really like Yukimura-san's face - this has nothing to do with love, after all, I, Nakahara Shenhai, am not a devil who just loves sex.

For the better part of three years, Yukimura and I have maintained our friendly relationship a notch or two above "strangeness."

"But I see that your attitude towards him is not as calm as you said yourself?" Zhong also interrupted my memory inappropriately, and there was a hint of happiness in his voice that was not so easy to detect .

I slung on Nakaya's back to enjoy the rare commuting, magnanimously ignoring his disqualification for treating my experience as a guardian whose story is interesting to listen to.

I refrained from kicking him.

Because if I do this, Chuuya will definitely grab me from behind and into his arms, and then throw my backhand to the ground—I don’t want you anymore.gif

"Because I have a bit of a holiday with him." I muttered behind his back.Look over his shoulder for a reptilian carcass worth seeing on the ground, or a weed growing from a crack between the floor tiles.

"Huh? What's the holiday?" He heard it clearly and asked in a deep voice.

I shook my leg and motioned for him to lift me up a little, and I was about to fall, "It's a holiday when it's all over." Otherwise, I wouldn't say hello to the guy I hate—not only would I not say hello to the guy I hate It's my style to say hello to someone and smash his face on the ground.

I didn't mean to pursue Yukimura Seiichi, it was just the fruit of my past misconduct.

And Zhong also obviously doesn't remember this incident very much, at least he doesn't remember Yukimura Seichi's name, maybe another way of saying it can make him recall it faster.

Central Plains Shenhai was a little bastard in middle school.Although I don't perm my head, smoke or drink, I hit people and get into fights.

"Zhongye. Zhongye!" I really, really like the pronunciation of Zhongye's name. ya is handsome, but chu is cute, so my brother is a handsome and cute person.

"Do you still remember Mr. Sen helping me get rid of the punishment?"

"Mr. Mori? — Oh, what happened when you were in the third grade?" His tone was flat, as if he didn't think it was a big deal to be expelled from school.

I nodded and said yes.

"Pfft—!" He couldn't help laughing, "Really? Is he the unlucky scapegoat?"

"If he becomes a scapegoat... No, if the entire tennis club becomes my scapegoat! Why should I be punished!" I patted Chuya on the shoulder in dissatisfaction, correcting his mistakes.

Chuya coughed, shrugged and pressed my chin on his shoulder, "As long as you don't become a scum like Dazai who only wants to commit suicide, you can do whatever you want."