ghost you

Every summer is the graduation season, and every June is a month of joy and sorrow.The graduates sang the Li song, held the fragrant grass, and took graduation photos to cherish.

Laughter stays in my heart, tears are used to commemorate.

Look, this is our youth.Like white doves, hovering and dancing in the square that records loneliness or loss, then fly to the blue sky and turn into white clouds.

It was so beautiful, but it disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Brother Yixing, you said how lonely this campus will be after we leave~"

"Haha, I'm pretty lonely without you."

Zhang Yixing put a paper airplane into Bian Boxian's palm: "Make a wish."

"Ah, Xiaofei, I hope you can bless me and brother Yixing to be admitted to the same high school! Brother Yixing, do you think it's okay?"

"Of course, you can let it fly~ see how far it can fly."

"Woo~~"

The paper airplane followed the warm wind that is unique to the end of spring, tossing and turning under the sun and flew to nowhere.As if melting into the sunlight...

Did you fly to heaven?

Bian Baekhyun lay on the railing, looking for the figure of the paper airplane.Zhang Yixing looked up at the blue sky and the people beside him, for some reason, he smiled.

"Xianxian, go buy me a bottle of soy sauce."

"Oh!"

Bian Baekhyun took the coin purse, stepped on his slippers and went out.

Outside, Father Sun hangs high with joy, but the people on the ground are miserable.The world like a steamer welcomes Baekhyun who just got out of the air-conditioned room.

Bian Boxian frowned, feeling as if he had been covered with a thick quilt as soon as he went out, it was still vacuum, stuffy and stuffy, and he couldn't breathe.Because even the air is scalding hot, I feel like my whole body is rolling in the heat wave.

After buying soy sauce, Baekhyun took another breath in the supermarket to cool off, bought another ice cream, gritted his teeth and returned to the hot embrace.

"Ouch!"

Bian Boxian once thought that he was really going to be dizzy from the heat, he couldn't open his eyes, why his eyes were all white, so blank that it was suffocating, and then his eyes turned black, he felt top-heavy... contacting such dazzling Sunshine, Baekhyun was a little unsteady, his body leaned forward uncontrollably.

Alas, I fell a dog and ate shit.

Even my delicate little knees were torn and red.The mango-flavored "ice factory" fell far away, and it turned into a puddle of water in a short while.And the bottle of soy sauce gentleman who caused him to be like this, at this moment, he doesn't know where Gulu Gulu has rolled.

...Let me die.

"Hey, you look ugly like this."

... this voice.

He raised his head with difficulty, and sure enough, he saw that slender figure.On such a hot day, he only wore a black vest, which brought out his fair skin and showed the lines of his arms. His muscles are well-proportioned and beautiful.

"Stupid."

Park Chanyeol left such cold words and evaporated in the heat, turned around and approached the alley that was isolated from the sun.

"Really..."

Baekhyun stood up on his knees, raised his head, pointed his nostrils in the direction where Park Chanyeol disappeared, and made a contemptuous expression.Then find the unbroken soy sauce that rolled not far away.Lift the strong soy sauce bottle and walk along the eaves of the street to avoid direct sunlight.

"What was your expression just now? I saw it."

The sudden sound scared Bian Baekhyun almost threw the soy sauce bottle in his hand to the ground.

Besides, Park Chanyeol is too mysterious.Just disappeared a second ago, and reappeared in front of me this second.

For some reason, I subconsciously thought of what Ah Jing said about Park Chanyeol almost breaking Brother Woo's leg. Byun Baekhyun swallowed hard, making his dry throat as uncomfortable as swallowing a needle.

...After that until the end of the high school entrance examination, I haven't seen Park Chanyeol.I don't know what he is busy with... "beating" Jiangshan? !

Seeing Park Chanyeol not moving for a long time, leaning against the wall to play handsome, Bian Baekhyun felt his back ache for him.If he doesn't leave, then he can't leave either... Is there something wrong?

Forget it, if he doesn't say anything, I still have something to announce to him.

Clearing his throat, Baekhyun opened his mouth cautiously.

"Well, I'm going to high school in the future, so we probably won't see each other. Although...we don't have many memories between us, and it's not very good, but let's say goodbye to you. We don't have a deep friendship. , but we can be regarded as friends. I have to pay protection fees all the time. Although I am not reconciled, don’t be angry about that. If I am happy, I will be a fool. Just think about it. If you In the future, if you are short of money or have any difficulties, as long as I can help you, I will definitely help you. Then can you... can you stop doing those dangerous things? Really, you said you are not very old, so although you are handsome Yes, but, aren't you tired. I... I mean, you know?"

Having said so much in one breath, Baekhyun felt his throat was about to burst into smoke.He also didn't dare to look up at Park Chanyeol, he was afraid that he would be too timid to speak because he was afraid of the disdain in Park Chanyeol's eyes.

"You...are you concerned about me? Are we related?"

The tone of the inquiry was similar to the usual cold feeling.It's just that there was a little more slack, and even Park Chanyeol didn't notice it.

"Ah, ah?"

Bian Boxian just felt like being splashed with cold water, even though it was a hot day, it was not good.

"Ah what. Idiot, I don't need you to worry about it."

It was the first time I heard Park Chanyeol's tone of impatience and helplessness.

"Yes...then I'll go first. It's hot...you won't go home?"

"I don't have a home. I like being outside, especially now that there are very few people on the street." It feels like I'm the only one.

Bian Baekhyun pouted, trying to say something but couldn't.

"Well... goodbye then. I know you won't say goodbye to me."

The last sentence seems to be speaking to myself.

Bian Baekhyun waved to Park Chanyeol, carrying the soy sauce and preparing to move forward, and hurried home to present it to his mother, maybe he would also enjoy the sweet and sour short ribs.Well, let's go!

"Bian Baekhyun..."

...I certainly won't say goodbye.

The deep voice was overturned by the waves of the scorching sun.

"Did I ever say... I want to escape, but I'm dreaming?"

what? !

Bian Boxian stood there, at a loss.Memories of last summer flooded my mind like a floodgate.

"You can't escape my palm."

Park Chanyeol still leaned against the ancient wall, raised his head and basked in the sunshine, but it seemed that even the sunlight was afraid of him.

Bian Boxian didn't want to stay for a moment, lowered his head, and ran forward with all his strength.Not afraid of the scorching heat of this world, not afraid that sweat has already made his body greasy, not afraid that every movement will bring faint pain on his knees...he is only afraid that if he stays and turns around, he will see nightfall.At that time, he didn't even have the right to complain about Sunshine.

The beginning of a new semester is often lively.Just after the hot summer, although there is still some hot factor in the air, it is indeed much cooler now.

In the afternoon after the military training, the grade director organized boys to move tables, chairs and benches to each class.

Bian Baekhyun, who had just finished the military training with some sunburn, wiped the thin sweat from his forehead, shook his shirt, and continued to resign himself to his fate against a table.This is not a big deal, after all, he is also a high school boy with healthy limbs, so it is natural to move a table.But besides the desk he was holding, there were seven or eight desks waiting for him in the basement!

I don't know why, but the fate of being slaughtered in junior high school has to continue in high school.

Seeing the setting sun, Heartbroken Bian Boxian was still wrestling with a group of tables, making him sweat profusely.

Cursing those boys who were waiting to see his jokes in his heart, the strength on his shoulders became thinner and thinner.There was no one around to help, and everyone left the teaching building in twos and threes.

"They're all bastards, no one to help!"

Baekhyun yelled.

Only the echo in the basement seemed to tell him, no.

"Hey...is it so comfortable to watch my jokes?"

After placing the last table, Baekhyun didn't care how dirty the floor was, and just lay down on it, panting heavily.

His face, which had been tanned red from the military training, was now pale and pale.

After leaving the school gate, it was already evening.The sky is as red as blood, so brightly red, it seems to be repaying the injustice for the impending decline of the once arrogant midsummer.

The school in this small town that Bian Boxian was admitted to was a key high school in the city.The town is located in the east of the city, so naturally many students flock to the east of the city.

In the quiet town, it seemed that it had become more alive overnight, with more fresh energy injected.

Although the town is called a "small town", its area is very large.The whole town still retains many old buildings, and the twisted alleys are also part of the culture here, covering this beautiful land.Except for a few schools and the new urban area built in the center of the town, other places still retain its original quaint appearance.I just don't know whether the large number of people who immigrated from other places can stay here, a piece of blue sky, and keep her original natural appearance.

Looking around at the still old alleys and houses, I looked back at the campus.It seems that only in this way can the burst of new vitality and the beautiful vision for the future be highlighted.

Bian Boxian looked left and right, and felt that the alleys and paths here were similar to those near the original school, but they were not like them.

That’s right, it’s impossible to be surrounded by stalls full of gadgets, crowded with all kinds of snack carts, surrounded by the social atmosphere exuded by third-rate shampoo shops, and to have small black spaces near key high schools. Maybe it's hidden in some inconspicuous courtyard... It's impossible, there is a group of idle bastards wandering here like ghosts.

Finally came to the intersection.The road here is very flat, decorated with various neat greenery, just like a modern look.But when you really walk into this town, you will feel as if you have walked into an ancient and huge museum.But she is more real than the museum, because she is using her body and mind to let you experience the beauty of harmony.

Bus No. 18 can take Bian Baekhyun directly from here to the residential area on the west side of the town, where Bian Baekhyun's home is located.Most of the bus stops in the town are set up according to the point of cultural tourism, for the convenience of tourists.There are not many buses set up for the convenience of residents, and they just go east, west, north, south, and No. 18 is one of them.

On the other side of the road is the moat flowing under the setting sun.She is purely natural, unlike other cultural ancient towns that have already cut off their mother rivers and used the rivers that were only built in recent years to make up for it.The river seems to flow from the past to the present.She is beautiful, and anyone who has seen her will capture her in the sunset with a camera.

And Baekhyun sat alone on a bench, holding his schoolbag, not admiring the beautiful scenery, and picking his nails boredly.

I missed the No. 18 bus and had to wait for the No. 22 bus. This bus can only be sent to the Cultural Palace in the west of Zhenxi, and I have to walk for a while to get home.

"Yo, isn't this Baekhyun~"

The sound of flowing air reached Bian Baekhyun's ears.

"Ai?"

Bian Baekhyun looked up at the person in surprise, with his paws resting on the schoolbag, like a little puppy pleasing its master.

Ah Jing's mouth twitched, and he stepped forward to pat Baekhyun on the head.

"Surprised."

"You, what are you doing here?"

Bian Boxian subconsciously protects the schoolbag, which still has the milk that Bian's mother gave him.Will the milk be snatched without money?

"Ahem, keep it secret~" Ah Jing looked mysterious, "You will know in the future."

"What's in the bag? Take it out."

The devil's claws of evil reached into Bian Baekhyun's schoolbag...

...I thought, I got it.

Bian Boxian, who was stuck in an unfamiliar alley after school, obediently handed over his pocket money.There are noodle tears in my heart, it turned out to be like this...

Can the forces of darkness really extend beyond the halo of holy key high school?

"When people go to high places, everyone has pursuit. As I said, you are not mentally prepared?"

Ah Jing counted the money in his hand and patted Baekhyun on the head.

"Hahaha, is this fate? We met this guy here again."

A few other punks who were slightly familiar were booing and laughing.

Bian Boxian hugged the schoolbag with only books left in his arms, timidly looking at the few more crazy people who hadn't been seen for a summer vacation.They have all changed their appearance, but the smell of gangsters in their bones is still the same, even stronger.Yellow hair, red hair, and green hair, Bian Baekhyun even mistakenly thought that he saw a dazzling rainbow in the afterglow of the setting sun... However, there is still a touch of color, although it is gray, but that never-changing breath is in the cold The alley is shining brightly, exuding brilliant and dazzling light.

I know, it's you, Park Chanyeol.

Look, I still can't escape your palm.

You appeared again in the world that I thought would be bright, like a shadow spreading from the darkness, encroaching on the warmth and sunshine.

Should I welcome you?

Park Chanyeol.

The author has something to say: After reflection, compared with the articles written by Jin Jiangda that I read in the past, mine seems to be too ordinary and boring in terms of plot and characters. .

But, maybe the protagonist will not change, but I am ever-changing...

So, I am coding other texts.Easy overhead, but as always Xiaobai is very thunderous Q_Q

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