where to grow roses

very noisy.

Cheng Xiaojie opened his eyes and watched his roommates get up and get dressed one after another, asking about everything, no wonder they were so noisy.

Glancing at his watch, the bell for getting up hadn't sounded yet, so he really didn't know why they got up.Cheng Xiaojie pulled the quilt over his head, and he immediately discovered a sad reality. The quilt can't block the noise, but the quilt can block the air.

Cheng Xiaojie took the quilt away resignedly, got up to do morning exercises resignedly, and started a new day resignedly.

Yesterday, he and Yuan Bo hung out until the end of self-study and get out of class. They didn't say anything, but he suddenly realized that there were two roads in front of them, two different roads leading to different places.

Is it useful to study hard?is there time?Cheng Xiaojie asked himself such a question for the first time.

Obviously peeking at comic books is enjoyable, and obviously not doing homework is calm, but now I feel regretful and sad.I feel like I'm doing something wrong.It's not because you can't get into a good high school, but because you have to separate.

Running morning exercises is very casual, that is, standing in a team, playing a rhythmic song, and everyone running two laps together.Cheng Xiaojie likes running very much, because when running, he can think of nothing, just run forward mechanically.Classes are much more uncomfortable. You can only fall into a drowsy sleep with your mechanical instincts. Your brain must be turned, and it must be turned not slowly to keep up with the teacher's speed.

Cheng Xiaojie swears that he has never been so serious. He has never been distracted, he has never read comics, and he has taken notes after listening to lectures. He just wrote the word "struggle" on his forehead to show his determination.

"What's the matter with you? Have you lost your soul?" There must be a demon when things go wrong. After a few lessons of observation, Yuan Bo felt that Cheng Xiaojie was really abnormal, so he couldn't help asking.

"Piercing your sister, this is called the possession of the god of learning." Cheng Xiaojie raised his head and said after finishing a math problem.

"Hehe," Yuan Bo said, "You took the wrong medicine or you didn't. I'm not used to you."

"You'll get used to it in a few days. Be careful, maybe I'll pass you in the final exam." Cheng Xiaojie said.

Yuan Bo smiled, and pointed to the math problem that Cheng Xiaojie had just written: "The answer is one-half."

"Damn," Cheng Xiaojie couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth, "It's really not good to become a monk halfway, and it's a wrong calculation for half a day."

Yuan Bo sat on the seat, resting his head on his hands, looking at the sky outside, thinking about things randomly.

"Oh, how stupid." Yuan Bo thought of Cheng Xiaojie. He had to calculate a question three times in the morning to get the answer right. He really didn't understand how his head was so long. He laughed when he thought about it. of.

Teacher Hou should be able to explain the papers in this class, hey, I'm really a little afraid of late self-study.

"Hey," Fang Haoyue threw her schoolbag on the table, "Why are you here so early, there are still ten minutes before class."

"Everywhere I sit in a daze, there is no difference." Yuan Bo said.

Fang Haoyue took out an elderly mobile phone from her schoolbag, turned sideways, took the mobile phone under the table, and said, "What is your Penguin number, I will add you."

Yuan Bo reported a series of numbers, and then said: "Hey, good students still have mobile phones."

"It's just an old phone, and it can't play games. To put it bluntly, it's a brick." Fang Haoyue turned off the phone after pressing it, and stuffed the phone back into the middle of the bag. "Remember to agree to the friend request on Sunday."

"Okay," Yuan Bo replied.

When class was about to start, Teacher Hou walked into the classroom unhurriedly, and threw a stack of papers to the brothers sitting in the first row for him to distribute.

Yuan Bo quickly got his test paper, more than 80, not bad, acceptable, if... well, if there is no comparison, he glanced at the next table.

Mr. Hou explained all the questions that got a lot of mistakes, and said that there were a few that he didn't know, and asked him or his classmates after class.Then, the goddamn unscrupulous teacher handed out a new paper.

Fortunately, the teacher dismissed the get out of class directly after the lecture. Those who want to go back to the classroom can go back to the classroom, those who want to go home are fine, and those who want to stay here to write the papers are even better. The papers just issued can be finished before class tomorrow, and there is no rush in one moment.

"Do you know this question?" Yuan Bo asked, pointing to a niche question that the teacher hadn't talked about.

Fang Haoyue took a look at it and started to tell him with a pen, and then Yuan Bo asked all the questions he had doubts.

"You are a boss," Yuan Bo sighed, "You really know everything."

"I've done this test paper once," Fang Haoyue said, "Didn't your math teacher tell you? There was a set of test papers that the teacher said was more difficult, so I bought them voluntarily, and then I bought them, and then I did them on vacation. That's Hou The one sent by the teacher is exactly the same."

Yuan Bo thought about it carefully, and finally found it in a corner of his memory, "My teacher seems to have said it too, but I didn't buy it, because it was troublesome."

"It's okay, you can make one if Teacher Hou sends you one." Fang Haoyue said.

"Well, are you going home? People have almost left." Yuan Bo looked around and there were only four or five people left discussing the topic.

"Well, I'll go home straight away," Fang Haoyue put the paper in his schoolbag, "Are you going down? Let's go together."

"Okay." Yuan Bo quickly packed his things and went down the stairs with Fang Haoyue.

When I went down to the first floor, it was not on the same road, one was facing the school gate, and the other was facing the teaching building.

It's good to be a student running off campus, you can go home if you want to go home, Yuan Bo sighed.

Yuan Bo entered the classroom through the back door. Although he lowered his voice, he still attracted the attention of a group of people. He smiled and hurried back to his seat.Why is something wrong, Yuan Bo was stunned for a while, ah, what about Cheng Xiaojie, where did he go, did he skip class again, for real.

I just sat down and couldn't leave again, too much hatred, after careful consideration, Yuan Bo still picked up the test paper given by the teacher, took advantage of the last few minutes of self-study time to do a few questions, thinking about asking questions when he encountered them.

The road is still the same road, why does it feel different?Cheng Xiaojie still escaped from the second quarter's evening self-study to wait for Yuan Bo to finish his get out of class. When he went, the teacher had already left, and the classroom was in chaos.He didn't hide at the stairs, but came to the door to wait and see. In this way, he saw Yuan Bo at a glance...and the girl next to him.He recognized that girl, the legendary school bully, but he had never spoken to her.But now, the two people blatantly and as if no one else was talking about the topic, pierced their hearts, sitting at the same table.Cheng Xiaojie was also not interested in seeing other people's love affairs, so he slipped away under the cover of the night when no one found him.

It was still the same road, and Cheng Xiaojie came to that road again, walking slowly, not knowing what he was thinking.Isn't it just that my friend was chatting and laughing with a girl, and if he was given another chance, he would definitely be able to calmly walk in and make fun of it.

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and Cheng Xiaojie came out from that road, walked across the playground, and walked towards the dormitory building.

The next day Yuan Bo asked him where he had gone, and he smiled and said, "Should I still report to you? I can do whatever I want, and go wherever I want." After Cheng Xiaojie finished speaking, he read the book and left. Yes, although I don’t know why I read books, but it’s always right to study, and it’s always right to find something to do.

Yuan Bo felt ashamed, thinking that he had misunderstood his nerves and turned around to do his own business.

Later life was like copying and pasting, going to class as usual, having fun as usual, both of them guarded their own world, and seldom participated in each other's affairs.

Cheng Xiaojie no longer skipped classes as he wished. He read books and did exercises. He didn't understand the questions clearly, but he was alive clearly.

Time seems to be being chased, running fast, but time doesn't know, the person chasing it just wants to grab its tail, and then say to it: "You run slower."

In the summer vacation of the second year of junior high school, the school rented a bus to send a dozen students to the No. [-] Middle School for the exam.Cheng Xiaojie didn't see their high spirits when they set off with his own eyes. He only knew that Fang Haoyue had passed the exam and the others had failed.

When talking about this topic once, Yuan Bo told him that the teacher comforted them, saying that they were still the best in the school, and told them not to doubt themselves.Yuan Bo said that he had a good mentality. He was originally an outsider, an outsider, and it wasn't that he couldn't afford it, and he wasn't that fragile.

It's the third year of junior high school, and the school has abandoned the efficient classroom model. The tables and chairs are arranged in rows, and the seats are also arranged according to the ranking.

Cheng Xiaojie has made a lot of progress in his studies, and he has been able to maintain his position among the top ten in the class. Once he changed his seat in a monthly exam, he happened to sit directly behind Yuan Bo. Some are not used to it.

The two of them have been very busy this year, and there is no chance to get tired of being together.They were all too busy running long jumps and throwing medicine balls, busy speaking, math, English, political history, geography, and taking the exams, so they didn't even have many chances to go to dinner together.

There is a very strange law. It is normal for girls to hold hands to do something, but it is strange for teenage boys to hold hands. It is strange without a reason.

Cheng Xiaojie hasn't said to Yuan Bo for a long time, let's go to eat together, let's go for a walk in the playground after class, let's do something together, no more, no appointment to do anything, just say hello when we meet by chance , that's all.

In mid-August 19, they were [-] years old.

Cheng Xiaojie prepared for a long time, what to say, how to say, he practiced countless times in his mind.

Finally, on a certain morning, he asked Yuan Bo out.

It was still early in the morning, not very hot, but a very comfortable weather.

Cheng Xiaojie talked a lot, but didn't say anything.He just told a person that the relationship between people can be changed, and I will start to change the relationship between us.He doesn't know what the result will be, he just wants to be nice to one person, and he just wants to walk on this road bravely.

Not only did he want to recall with Yuan Bo when he was seven or eight years old, he also wanted to tell Yuan Bo many things.The third year of junior high school gradually drifted away, and later he went to different high schools, and he couldn't come out at home. He didn't know where to go to find out about Yuanbo.

Later in his sophomore year of high school, someone told him that Yuan Bo and Fang Haoyue were together.He had already guessed that Yuan Bo would have a girlfriend, after all, heh, he is such a good person.

It's just that he is still very sad, sad that the person is not himself.I don't know if my prayers worked, but they broke up later.Cheng Xiaojie bought a mobile phone when he was in high school, either on purpose or by accident. He read a tanmei novel, and it has been out of control ever since.He changed from a man who was obsessed with manga and Two-dimensional to a man who is proficient in Tanbi literature.

He didn't tell anyone his secret, and in fact, he didn't need to tell anyone.

Compared with adulthood, he prefers 19 years old. He feels that 19 years old means that he is a little more mature than adulthood, and he is more qualified to decide what he likes.

Cheng Xiaojie thinks that he will buy a house with a garden in the future, and he will plant roses in it. When the flowers bloom, he will give flowers to everyone who blesses them, to everyone who smiles at them, and to everyone who smiles at them. To the boy who has already planted roses in his heart.He told himself in his heart: your dream will come true.

The author has something to say:

When I decided to write a novel, I was decisive. When I started writing a novel, I was at a loss. Later, because I was lazy and couldn’t write what I wanted to express, I looked down on myself more and more, doubted myself more and more, thinking that I was It is not only suitable for reading but not for writing.This novel, which cannot be called a novel, has collapsed to the point where it cannot collapse anymore, so this is it.I will give myself some time to learn and enrich myself. Finally, to borrow a sentence from Big Big Wolf: "I will definitely come back!"