Fujia Nanshi, brother and sister

Xu Jun was also stunned when the flower pot was broken. He wanted to send flowers for Jiang Bai, and he didn't want to smash the flower pot.

"What the hell did I do to you? You're going to smash my mint!" Fu Cheng sat on the ground, trying to put the broken soil back together.A handful of broken soil was picked up and there was nowhere to put it.

Qiu Li and Qing Rang rushed into the classroom with a buzzing sound in their heads.Who smashed the mint grass in Fucheng?Bury it.

"Hurry up!" Qing Rang pushed Qiu Li, "Look for a plastic bag, maybe there is still a rescue!"

Fucheng pitifully picked up the small clod, stared at Xu Jun without saying a word.

"Yes, I'm sorry, one person does things and one person is responsible. After cleaning up Jiang Bai, I will apologize!" Xu Jun pulled Jiang Bai up, "What's the matter with you? If you want to find someone else, just look for it. Don't delay Fu Yu, okay?"

"Get out!" Jiang Bai broke away from Xu Jun, and leaned against the wall to catch his breath.The head hurt more than ever before, and the pain was so painful that I couldn't open my left eye, which almost affected my vision.

"Did I delay paying the rain?" He covered his eyes and asked himself this sentence.He shouldn't have thrown away that martial arts knife, he should have carried it with him, cut himself open, and pulled out the dead body of 15-year-old Jiang Bai to question him.

No, it shouldn't be 15 years old.Jiang Bai was confused. He had an accident in January, just at the end of his 1th year.But Fucheng's senior brother should have an accident in June, is he right?Are you?

All the students in class 3 came back, and they looked around but didn't know who to persuade.Originally, Jiang Bai's victory in the third year of high school was to win honor for the class, but now the situation has no solution.

"You still say you didn't delay?" Xu Jun gritted his teeth secretly, "Even if you...you have to speak clearly!"

"Get lost!" Jiang Bai brushed off Xu Jun's hand, "I'll let you know that there is no delay!"

He left the mess in the classroom and left. Xu Jun couldn't figure out what Jiang Bai meant, so he chased him out.It was necessary to turn a corner from class 3 to class 1. Xu Jun had no time to regret it. He knew earlier that he would not make such a big deal on his own.With Jiang Bai's posture, he wants to break up with Fu Yu, right?

The students in class 1 have just arrived, ready to have a short class meeting and then go home.The intrusion of two boys from class 3 caused a lot of waves. Everyone took a closer look and saw that it was Xu Jun, the monitor of class 3, and Fu Yu's boyfriend.

"Fu Yu, your boyfriend is looking for you." A girl shouted.

Fu Yu packed her schoolbag and was full of preoccupations.She watched the whole process of Jiang Bai's sparring, and she is considered an expert, and she knows the sword techniques and routines well.Those 3 boys... It was obvious that they had known Jiang Bai before.

Not only did they know each other, but they were very familiar with each other, so that they learned a set of sword skills together.But Jiang Bai had never told him about these friends before, and they didn't seem to know him.

No matter what, my girlfriend status is no longer tenable in front of the three of them, and I may be seen through very early.They know Jiang Bai, and they must know that the person Jiang Bai liked before is not themselves.

Just when someone said something about her boyfriend, Fu Yu straightened up, turned around and bumped into the powerful Jiang Bai.

"Why are you here?" Fu Yu asked.

Jiang Bai looked at Fu Yu silently, and there was booing laughter around him.

He suddenly picked up Fu Yu's face and kissed it.

Lips on lips.

He opened his eyes to see Fu Yu's expression.

Dazed, surprised, flustered, angry, furious... flashed by one by one.

"Jiang Bai, you..." Xu Jun dragged him from behind and kissed his girlfriend in class. Others saw the girls' jokes.But they separated immediately, it wasn't pulled away by themselves, it was Fu Yu who pushed Jiang Bai away forcefully.

Jiang Bai expected that he would be pushed away. Fu Yu had so many emotions, but he didn't like or be happy.No, when she just woke up, Fu Yu was so happy that she cried once, and she was really happy at that time.

She doesn't like herself, but she doesn't mention breaking up, Jiang Bai is willing to be this villain, at least worthy of Fu Yu's care for her.

"Break up." "Break up."

The surroundings turned from laughter to uproar.

The two said at the same time, relieved at the same time.

Jiang Bai immediately said: "I'm sorry for you, I cheated."

The surroundings changed from an uproar to a needle drop.

"No." Fu Yu shook his head, "I cheated first, and I cheated too."

"I'll beat you to death, you wicked scumbag!" Xu Jun pushed Jiang Bai away, "You really..."

"Xu Jun!" Fu Yu pulled him back, as if he wanted to punch Xu Jun.There is no need to explain, Jiang Bai already knows that he is not F at all.At the beginning, I was willing to participate in this scam, so there was nothing to say.Jiang Bai can't be this villain.

Jiang Bai rubbed his ears and rushed out from Class 1. "Fucheng!" He ran back to Class 3 but saw no one there, "Where is Fucheng?"

"Let's go." The classmate said, "Take a plastic bag with soil and mint and leave."

Jiang Bai was stunned for a moment, he actually took the peppermint grass away?At this time, Luo Qiang returned to class for a meeting and left all the students in the classroom.Jiang Bai didn't go after him, the matter wasn't clear, so it doesn't make sense to go after him now.

After the meeting, Jiang Bai ran to the junior high school at the other end of the playground with his schoolbag, and pushed open the door of the school affairs office.

"Is Teacher Liu there?" He asked the old teacher he met last week, "Has Teacher Liu returned from further study?"

"I came back, I said that there is a student looking for a photo, not just anyone can see it..." The old teacher stood up tremblingly, and went to unlock it, "I said she was a student of our school, that's why she was willing to open the warehouse. Don’t take it away, just take a look here, but you can’t take it out... The list only has the records of the students of this school..."

A large stack of photos and the roster were handed over to Jiang Bai. Jiang Bai found a chair and sat down, looking at it slowly.

Judging from the date, this stack of photos started about 6 years ago, recording one martial spirit after another who loves traditional martial arts.In the current situation where Chinese martial arts are obviously not popular, they still fight with knives, guns, sticks, swords, fists, and legs.Even if they are scolded as acrobatics and have low actual combat intensity, they never regress.

One after another, young girls and teenagers have become guardians of the times.Keeping the kung fu handed down since childhood, he has sharp fists and feet and firm eyes.

One medal after another was collected by Zhengshan students, and Jiang Bai sifted through the sea of ​​photos.No, no, no, nothing at all... He put down the stack and asked, "Do you have a group photo of all the martial arts champions?"

"Yes... I remember that the photo is quite big, and there is one every year." The old teacher went to get it again, and handed it to Jiang Bai in a stack, "It's all here, I have to put it back after you read it."

"Thank you." Jiang Bai sat back, rubbed his stiff shoulders, and opened the group photo.

At the end of each competition, only one person will reach the top and take the gold medal. The group photo of the champions of each competition is the glory of the top climbers, and they are all outstanding in each session.Jiang Bai returned to the state just now, checking each face, looking for his facial features.

A group photo of the junior high school champions of the National Youth Wushu Routine Championships.

found it.

myself here.

This is the first time that Jiang Bai finds himself in a non-family photo. It should be like this. It is impossible for him to live only in the family. He should have friends, competitions, and graduation photos.But now, it's too strange to feel real, and it's completely contrary to my own mood in the mirror.This is me?Not exactly, this is Jiang Bai, who is in junior high school, wearing a dark purple martial arts performance costume and holding a martial arts knife.

In the junior high school group, the championship of men's single swordsmanship.

Checking the roster at hand, the single champion of the junior high school group of the same year, the boy's name is Jiang Bai.Looking back, last year's high school single swordsman champion, the boy Fucheng.

Fucheng, it is Fucheng.But this Jiang Bai, wouldn't it be someone with the same name as himself?

"This..." Jiang Bai pointed at the photo, "Excuse me, can you tell which school he is from?"

The old teacher looked at the photo, first heyed, then oh, and then took a closer look at the high school student in front of him. "Isn't this you! Good boy! I really can't recognize you without taking a photo to compare. Your face hasn't changed, and you've grown so tall!"

"It's not me." Jiang Bai shook his head, "Maybe too."

"This is you! Young people are awesome, don't underestimate them." The old teacher looked at the photo, "Hey, you used to be... a student of the Chongde Martial Arts School? Why do you value virtue? It's strange that you came to Zhengshan in high school ..."

Shocked and shocked to the extreme, his voice was calm, and Jiang Baimu asked with his eyes: "Are you sure? Please identify it carefully again, don't lie to me. I used to be in Chongde Martial Arts School?"

"Why would I lie to you about a student?" The old teacher pointed to a man in the photo, and said, "This, that's it, the head coach Hu of the Chongde Martial Arts School, standing behind this small group of students, these children are Chongde Yes. Strange, why did you come to Zhengshan in high school?"

"I don't know." Jiang Bai shook his head, "But I will know soon."

"Know what?" The old teacher put away the photos.

Jiang Bai picked up his schoolbag again and stood up straight. "Almost everything, thank you."

Because of checking the photos, Jiang Bai missed the school bus, took a taxi home and got off early, and walked a few kilometers.While he was smoking, he was browsing both sides of the road in a documentary style. He lived here before the accident?Or is this not where you grew up?

Can't remember... After the last one was drawn, Jiang Bai returned home.The smell of smoke was so strong that the king just wanted to rub his trousers, but after a short sniff, he ran away in distaste.

"My son is back." Xiao Yongmu was cooking, "Mom made lo mei, which was your favorite food when you were young."

Jiang Wenhui tasted a piece first and gave a thumbs up. "Mrs. Jiang is still good at craftsmanship. No matter how good the restaurant outside is, it can't compare with home. My son, wash your hands quickly and try it."

Jiang Bai smelled of smoke all over his body and stopped moving forward.The smell of his parents' specialty dishes couldn't fill the gap in his memory, and he really wanted to get close, but since the day he felt that they were hiding something from him, he couldn't take this step.

Fucheng didn't send himself a WeChat message, but Chen Shuang sent it, saying that Fucheng arrived home safely.The overwhelming pain tortured Jiang Bai and had no time to think about other things.

"I'll go into the house to rest, you guys eat first." Jiang Bai stopped every step, never felt such pain.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Yongmu put down the plate and smelled the traces of smoking, "Is it uncomfortable? Mom, call Director Zhou immediately!"

"No." Jiang Bai pushed open the bedroom door, "I'll just sleep on it."

When the door was closed, Jiang Wenhui and Xiao Yongmu glanced at each other, and the whole floor seemed to be covered with a shadow.

"Call Fu Yu and ask." Jiang Wenhui quickly realized what was going to happen.

Jiang Bai took two painkillers first, and then a sleeping pill. The side effects of taking the medicine on an empty stomach immediately showed him color. A brief light flashed in his head from time to time. He fell asleep, but soon realized that he wanted to vomit, and when he got up, he Once, there is nothing.

Fucheng didn't send a WeChat message, probably out of anger.

Before the effect of the sleeping pill was over, Jiang Bai lay back to sleep again. In his dream, he was walking around in a spacious yard, with the laughter of a little boy in his ears. The light just fell like this, and there were planes in the sky.The wind and rain are very small, and I stand at a high place and hug someone.

The bedroom door opened quietly, and the king came in with a meow, found the human school uniform jacket, and lay down on it.

Jiang Bai woke up on Saturday morning, very hungry, with an inexplicable suffocation feeling in his chest.He turned over, but didn't turn over, as if he was pressed by a big rock.I stretched out my hand to touch it, and it was soft and hot. When I opened my eyes, it turned out to be a king.

He actually slept on his chest, weighing 15 catties.I had a grooming at a pet shop, and the hair on my belly was much shorter.

Jiang Bai straightened his neck to look carefully. It was the first time he saw the king's belly. These are... two symmetrical scars?

Just as he was about to reach out to verify, the cat heard the sound of humans waking up, kicked Jiang Bai, ran away, and then grabbed the wardrobe door endlessly.Jiang Bai got out of bed and opened the cabinet door for it, and the king got in without hesitation.

Cats love cabinets.Jiang Bai picked up the phone, but there is no new WeChat, is he still angry with himself?There was a sound outside the bedroom. He heard his parents chatting, but he couldn't understand the native dialect.

Jiang Bai, who has a Chaoshan accent, can't understand it, but he thinks it's very kind and pleasing to the ear, and he likes it very much.After a night of headaches, now Jiang Bai soberly opened the big window to breathe fresh air, took out the old diary again, and rubbed out the last bit of writing.

"Son, are you awake?" Jiang Wenhui knocked on the door and asked.

"Wake up." Jiang Bai put down his pen, and there was a blurry handwriting in front of him.

"Come out to eat when you wake up." Jiang Wenhui said again, "Parents will discuss things with you."

"Okay, I'll come right after I take a shower." Jiang Bai stood up the notebook, took out that one by himself, and carefully identified it in the sunlight.

In the diary in late January of the year before the accident, a lot of rubbing marks were destroyed, but it is still not enough to recognize all the handwriting.

But seeing a few words is enough.

3 words are enough.

F's birthday.

Jiang Bai put down his notebook and went to wash his face, his stomach growling with hunger.He wiped his face, 15-year-old Jiang Bai was in the mirror, he was outside the mirror, and the two strangers had a real connection for the first time.

I am Jiang Bai.