I've been waiting for three years

Since Luo Nanfeng hung up the phone last time, he never contacted Xia Yang again. After the summer vacation, he stayed at home, watching TV, eating, and playing basketball with his classmates. Boys are handsome, and handsome boys are even more handsome when they play basketball!"

In order to prove that he is handsome, Luo Nanfeng went to learn how to play basketball, but he was still very bad at it, and would shoot from close range. When he got home in the afternoon, he picked up a towel and wiped it carelessly twice, before throwing it on the sofa.

I rubbed on the sofa twice, dropped my shoes on the ground, and sat cross-legged on the sofa to watch the basketball game. Seeing the battle between the two sides, Luo Nanfeng curled his lips, why is this so stupid, you can just shoot from close range , still insisting on being handsome and turning around, lo and behold, having lost a crucial part, Luo Nanfeng cursed loudly on the sofa.

"What are you doing? Sit down and put your shoes on for me. When Li Wenmei came in, she saw her son throwing the stinky socks on the ground. She suddenly wanted to pick up a broom to clean up the mess. However, she suppressed her temper after thinking that she had become more irritable recently.

Luo Nanfeng, who was competing with the basketball game on TV, saw his mother come back, and immediately jumped off the sofa, threw the stinky socks on the floor into the bathroom, spread the sofa with his hands, picked up a rag, wiped the table, and turned around Say "Mom, you're back, what shall we have for dinner tonight?"

Li Wenmei thinks that her son is good at everything, but loves to be cowardly. At first, she wanted to beat him up, but when she saw that he became cowardly in seconds, she stopped talking. After changing her shoes, before she could speak, there were more words in front of her. A glass of water, I picked it up and drank it naturally.

Luo Nanfeng beat his mother's legs, squeezed her back, rubbed her waist, and went to cook with her.

"By the way, I saw your homeroom teacher when I went grocery shopping this year." Li Wenmei wanted to tell her son about the scene when she saw Xia Yang today.

Luo Nanfeng didn't realize who his mother was talking about for a while, so he said in a daze, "Who? The head teacher?"

Li Wenmei rolled her eyes, "You are heartless, who else can you be, Xia Yang!"

Hearing that it was Xia Yang, Luo Nanfeng stopped for a while and continued to wash the dishes, but his ears were still listening to Li Wenmei's words.

"That teacher of yours is really young, he still looks like a young man." Li Wenmei expressed her objective feeling.

Luo Nanfeng smiled a little when he heard this sentence, "Mom, you know that when Xia Yang first met me, he said that I was only 13 years older than you..." After Luo Nanfeng finished speaking, there was no sound.

Li Wenmei nodded, "Well, yes, he looks like a young man anyway."

"Mom, it can't be done, the onion is too hot for my eyes, I'm going to wash it." After Luo Nanfeng finished speaking, he ran to the bathroom.

Li Wenmei scolded her son who wanted to eat but didn't cook it himself, "Cut what you eat yourself, and ask someone to help you. If you don't cut it, don't eat it!"

Luo Nanfeng ran to the bathroom and closed the barrier for goalkeeper Li Wenmei's voice.

Turning on the faucet and pouring cold water on his face, rubbing his red eyes, Luo Nanfeng admitted that when he heard Xia Yang, he still liked it very much, especially when he recalled meeting Xia Yang, he really wanted to meet Xia Yang , but his liking is ultimately a burden to Xia Yang. At this moment, Luo Nanfeng just wanted Xia Yang to disappear from his head, sat on the floor decadently, thought for a long time, and suddenly laughed out loud. You are so hypocritical, obviously you are 16 years old, but you have become like this at the age of just struggling, isn't it just falling in love with someone who doesn't love you, what's the big deal, wiped your face with your sleeves, opened the door, Go help mom cook!

Luo Nanfeng made a decision on the second day. He dragged Xin Zhou and Xu Le to say that he was going to work as a summer job, and moved from all over the world to the construction site to move bricks. Finally, Xu Le found a waiter, and the three of them did it. He came back after three days. Because of his own face, Luo Nanfeng said that he paid 90 yuan after working for three days, but in fact he didn't get a cent.

After three days of ups and downs, Luo Nanfeng felt that he couldn't do anything, so he called his friends to play for a whole holiday.

August NO.15, the sky was drizzling, and Luo Nanfeng packed his schoolbags to welcome his new class and new semester.

After squeezing for a long time, I finally squeezed to the front, looking for my name one by one, and finally found the three characters Luo Nanfeng on the last sheet. I looked up and saw that it was Class [-], and then I looked at the names of my classmates, and found that I knew them well. Little, hey, I have to get to know my classmates again, so I can forget about Xia Yang.

Luo Nanfeng went to find his classmates from the third year of junior high school again and again, but he didn't see Li Wenyu's name after searching several times. It was just strange and he didn't think too much. He quit the crowd and went to find his own class.

"Hey, what class is Xin Zhou in?" Luo Nanfeng asked curiously when he saw Xin Zhou walking towards him.

Seeing Luo Nanfeng, Xin Zhou smiled, "Class Three, by the way, Li Wenyu didn't pass the exam."

"Impossible, she studied art, and she is so good at it, she will definitely pass the exam." Luo Nanfeng asked in surprise.

Xin Zhou was also a little unhappy, "I don't know, the cultural class is 2.5 points short."

The two chatted for a few more words, they were separated recently, and they were both a little unhappy. Luo Nanfeng looked at the junior high school, Xia Yang was there, but he didn't want to see each other again, thinking of many classmates, Luo Nanfeng turned around and walked towards his classroom Go, it's better to recall that memory slowly.

Luo Nanfeng walked towards the classroom on the right side of the first floor, and found that many people had already surrounded the door, so he calmed down and waited for the registration at the door.

"Teacher, hello, my name is Luo Nanfeng." Luo Nanfeng said his name to the teacher in front of him very politely, and cooperated with the teacher's words, explained his basic information clearly, and sat down.

Exhaling a breath, I found out that there are no boys I know, only a few girls who read books together in the second year of junior high school, Luo Nanfeng didn't hesitate, and sat on the edge of the third row, anyway, the teacher will be the last row seat, Let's sit here and meet some friends.

After waiting for a long time, a girl finally came by my side. Luo Nanfeng sadly thought why there was no boy sitting next to him, and he and the girl didn't call. He was thinking about how to solve the embarrassment, when he suddenly heard the teacher say that the boy should get some hygiene tools , Luo Nanfeng was the first to bear the brunt and ran out. #####Sorry, I haven't decided on the name of this volume, so the number of words is much less