Before graduation, hold down the restless you

Yan He put on the earphones and just got on the subway. "So you are the one I most want to keep..." Hebe Tien's delicate and mature voice is like the fresh grass after the rain, and in the blue sky in the distance is an unforgettable little luck.Before I finished singing, there was a sudden burst of QQ special concern prompts bombarding my ears, which made my ears hurt.

There is such a beautiful picture in front of him, and the unexpected notification sound seems to want to tell him what is "real little luck"-looking down, he really listened to the persuasion of the rotten counselor, and the last message is nothing more than " You think about it more."

It was not enough to send it once on WeChat, so QQ sent it to him again.

This is going on forever, he doesn't believe that he doesn't want to go, the academy really tied him up like a rice dumpling?It's like returning to the rebellious period of youth, directly canceling the special concern, locking the screen, and continuing to immerse in the ocean of music.

After arriving at the destination, he looked at the time, it was still early.

I went to the restaurant to get the number first, and sat at the door to play with my phone.Until someone patted his head lightly.

He was playing a chicken-eating game, and at the very moment, he was suddenly hit on the head.Before he had time to look up to see who was the demon, he had already been shot, and his mentality had also been shot.

Although he really wanted to smash his phone, it was no different from throwing money into the river. It could only be vented on the monster who disturbed him just now.

The moment he looked up and saw Akari, the ferocious expression did not have time to switch. The dazed, smiling and angry expression perfectly interpreted the word "dementia".

Although he disagrees, Mingli can understand the current situation of mobile games being popular, and poked his head curiously: "Did you lose?"

Yan He also generously handed over the phone: "The man came to rob my truck, but he couldn't rob me, so he drew his gun."

Mingli smiled, and patted him on the head again: "Kid, stop playing games and set a good example for your juniors."

"Who's playing games?" Yan He quickly put his phone in his pocket, smiled, showing a single dimple and white teeth, "Chinese college students should study hard, men who graduated from international schools will never admit defeat."

Looking at his childishness that seems to have not faded from high school, Mingli smiled helplessly: "Stop being an actor. If you had had this awareness long ago, you would be in Nanjing University now."

As soon as the voice fell, the waiter who called the number reported their number.

Yan He walked inside, as if he was touched by the words, and asked with a worried smile: "Hey, Teacher Ming, I actually wanted to ask you a long time ago. Why do you invite me every year to give The students in your class have a class meeting? It stands to reason that I am not the best student you teach. "

The university he was admitted to was not as famous as Nanjing University and Zhejiang University. Facing a group of elementary school students who were blinking with curiosity and longing, the moment he said it, people always felt that he would embarrass Mingli.

At that time, in another class taught by Mingli, a girl was admitted to Fudan University.

After graduating, he hasn't seen him once.

Mingli opened the chair and took a seat, and said solemnly: "But you are the most authentic. How can Tsinghua University and Fudan University be easily admitted after three years of hard work in high school? Those champions must have good habits and excellent foundations since childhood , does not apply to most students."

Yan He laughed angrily, with one eyebrow raised high: "I understand. I have poor habits and poor foundation since I was a child, and I like to commit crimes. It just serves as a negative teaching material to warn most students."

Mingli chuckled: "So you are the most authentic."

After the college entrance examination, Yan Yangdong hosted a banquet for all his teachers and classmates who had a good relationship with him in the class.At that time, Mingli left him a WeChat message, saying that he could contact him for anything.

At the beginning, Ben was lying dead in each other's lists, and then one day Mingli suddenly found him and asked him if he was free to hold a class meeting about study for his current classmates.

During that time, Yan He happened to have nothing to do, so he panicked and agreed without saying a word.So the two kept in touch for three years.

Some time ago, Yan He won the first prize in the Jiangsu Provincial Essay Contest, and it was Mingli who helped him guide him, and then changed the essay drastically.

This meal is to repay that favor.

"By the way." When the meal was about to end, Mingli suddenly took out his phone, swipe it a few times, and then put it down, "In half a month, it will be the school's 80th anniversary celebration. I wonder if you have time to come back and take a look."

Yan He looked at the message that popped up on his mobile phone, clearly indicating the specific time and the program list of the party.He studied it carefully for a while and asked, "Is this school celebration open from 1:[-] p.m. to night?"

"Yes. At 1:6 p.m., several principals gave some speeches, which were quite boring. If you want to come, you can come at night, and the party starts at 30:[-]. There is a special seat for international alumni."

Yan He recalled that a month ago, Mingli asked him for the photos of the classmate he wanted: "Mr. Ming, then you asked me for the photos of the former (10) classmates, was it also to prepare for this school celebration?"

The technology control Mingli smiled proudly: "That's right, when you stepped into the school that day, the photo wall and videos you saw were all made by me."

Yan He shuddered, his ugly ID photo was pasted on the wall, it was tantamount to public execution.Imagine, such a commemorative photo wall, but you have to post your ugliest photo.Other alumni sighed and sighed in front of the wall, and they didn't even dare to look at it. The world's greatest tragedy!

Thinking of this, he tremblingly suggested in a low voice: "Can I change a photo?"

Mingli said categorically, "Impossible."

Yan He: "..."

When I paid the bill, I found out that someone had already paid the bill first.He secretly remembered that he owed Mingli a favor, and then took the subway back to school.

Until now, he still remembers how much he hated Mingli when he had the biggest quarrel with Yan Yangdong.

At the beginning, Mingli did not behave as well as he thought, but later, he did not behave as badly as he thought.

As I got in touch with more people and my circle became bigger, I realized that everything before was nothing.Mingli is a good teacher, and he can only see the truth from outside the circle.Thinking back, now I slightly miss myself who was seriously injured back then.

The days in summer become longer, and when we return to school, it is nearly 7:[-], and the sky turns gray and lightly dark.

The boy who just came back from the basketball court was holding a basketball and talking about it with the ice water he just bought.Along the way, boys and girls formed pairs and sprinkled dog food all over the floor.A student who just came back from the library walked around to the cafeteria, picked up a bowl of packed beef noodles, and walked to the dormitory.There were also those who didn’t want to go to evening class and slipped away early, went to the mall to buy a cup of milk tea, drank it and walked back to the dormitory.

Yan He took off the earphones and put them in his pocket. When he was about to reach the dormitory, he suddenly saw a familiar figure.

That feeling is very subtle, as if the memory that was dusty in the corner was suddenly awakened, and all the related pictures were pulled out in a row.Three years have passed, but it seems like yesterday again.

He didn't wear a suit today. Instead, he wore a white casual suit, a dark baseball cap low down, covering his face.He stood casually and straight on the left side of the road, with his hands coolly put in his pockets, like a male college student who attracts girls.Only Yan He knew that this was his habitual action of standing by the door and watching the students doing exercises three minutes before the class bell rang.

Even though it was the back that he saw again after such a long time, Yan He recognized it at a glance.There are some things that he can't get rid of.

Gu Ze's shallow shadow was thinly drawn into a line, he turned his head inadvertently, and saw Yan He standing not far away, not knowing what to do.

He stretched out his hand and lowered the brim of his hat, then strode towards him.

Yan He froze in place, still frantically doing the multiple-choice questions of "Tobeornottobe".After hesitating for more than ten seconds, the man had already walked in front of him.

The force with which he pulled his wrist was astonishing.

Gu Ze's thin lips moved, as if distressed, he asked sullenly: "Why did you refuse the opportunity to intern at the magazine?"

Half of the face of the man in front of him was buried in the shadows, only the eyes were black and bright under the brim of the hat.

Yan He was bored for a while, and then decided to indulge himself: "Fuck your shit."

It was quiet around.

Yan He's wrist was still being held tightly, and he even felt that the strength of the man in front of him had tightened unconsciously.In the sweltering weather, fine beads of sweat emerged from the place where he touched, which was sticky and very uncomfortable.

He broke free twice, but couldn't get rid of the shackles, so he kept an ambiguous posture.

Yan He was a little annoyed.

But Gu Ze changed the subject, his voice was cool, but a little cautious, as if he was nervous: "...do you have a lover now?"

The blood all over his body seemed to be frozen, Yan He froze, unable to react to what he just said.He was silent for a moment.

Then he nodded: "Yes."

Gu Ze obviously did not expect this answer, his expression loosened for a moment, his eyes widened in surprise, and then returned to normal in the next second.

Yan He grabbed Kongkong and withdrew his hand abruptly, took two steps back, took a deep breath and said, "Don't come to me again."

Gu Ze looked at him steadily, then slowly but firmly shook his head.His eyes seem to be able to see through people's disguise at a glance, and go straight to people's hearts: "I don't believe it."

Yan He instantly became irritable: "Whatever you want."

After speaking, he left without looking back.

This time, Gu Ze didn't hold him back.Standing in place, watching his figure gradually disappear around the corner.

After taking a shower, Yan He became much more awake.

It's just that when I was drying clothes on the balcony, I could still see the figure downstairs.

The street lights in front of their dormitory building have long since broken.The man hid in the darkness, unable to see his expression clearly.Only when he sneaked close to the window sill and looked down vaguely, would he find his gaze staring in this direction, deep and peaceful.It was like sitting quietly watching him do his homework a few years ago.

Yan He went back to the dormitory in silence.Lie down in the quilt, but couldn't fall asleep.

In the early morning, he worriedly went to the balcony to take a look.

People are no longer there.

He ran downstairs.

There was still a lot of soot left where the man stood.

It was like a layer of smog covering his heart.