wish spirit

It is said that the most firmly remembered thing in memory is the thing that is bent on forgetting.

There is always a little bit of strangeness in people. Sometimes things that are not deliberately remembered are remembered the most, and thousands of times remind themselves not to forget, but they are quickly forgotten.

It seems that there is some irresistible force, always fighting against it.

The same is true for memorizing words. I memorized them yesterday and forgot them all when I opened them today.

Tang Yuwei can be regarded as a middle-level student since she was a child, neither good nor bad, neither top nor bottom-up. This morning is English dictation, and in 5 minutes, it will be formal dictation.

While propping her head, she was anxious about the bold English on the vocabulary list, but she was not nervous at all, and took the time to search around. The English teacher was a tall young woman, wearing a slim plaid shirt leaning on the podium, flipping through Writing a book, he turned a deaf ear to the tense battlefield-like atmosphere under the podium, with a smile on his lips.

God knows how ruthless this young woman is with people who can't read dictation.

Ah, Xiaoxiong is a regular customer who was attacked anyway. Tang Yuwei glanced at the girl with glasses sitting next to her. The girl looked devastated and read hoarsely, as if these words would bounce in her head in the next second. of.

Extremely desperate.

Xiaoxiong is very good at partial subjects, math, physics and chemistry can always surpass others by a large margin, those who memorize to death in liberal arts don't even look at them, if it weren't for the English teacher who is a powerful character, he probably still looks like he doesn't answer.

The English teacher only started dictation when the self-study was about to end in the morning.

It was quiet all around, only the sound of English letters slipping out of the woman's lips and teeth, very marked accent, quite pleasant to hear.

Classes were over outside, and there were people walking around, she sharply saw figures passing by with schoolbags in their hands.

It's Cheng Zhi.

Just one glance was enough to let her know that the other party was late.

The hair is still messy, and carrying this schoolbag is different from the people who are walking back and forth easily. Although they are far away, they can still see the impatient expression of the other party.

It's not the same as the always gentle Cheng Zhi in her memory.

"Okay, pass it on."

After reading the last word, the young English teacher raised his eyes, folded his arms, and looked at the students below who were writing hard.

Tang Yuwei's memory is pretty good, and it's no problem to listen to ninety percent.

"Tang Yuwei, can I have a look?" Bear's weak voice came, and Tang Yuwei looked sideways. The serial number on the other party's dictation book was well marked, but there were several empty ones.

She moved her notebook to the opponent's desk.

The noise in the classroom resumed, chatting chatting, eating eating.

How can we talk to Cheng Zhi?

Tang Yuwei rubbed her head, feeling a little distressed. It had been several days since she exchanged names with the other party last time, and she was obviously in the next class, but she couldn't meet each other.

No wonder she couldn't find it no matter how hard she looked for it before.

I am grateful that the memories that slipped away before have come back, allowing her to rely on the past in those yellowed memories for several days.

Tang Yuwei would occasionally go to the classroom on the other side to hand in her homework, and would subconsciously glance at the glass window of Class [-], but she often couldn't find that person.

The only time was when Cheng Zhi was writing the duty form on the blackboard, with a slender back, turning his head from time to time to say a few words to the students at the first table.

No matter how you look at it, they all look very popular.

I really don't know why Cheng Zhi came to her in the previous life, knew her wish, and helped her fulfill it wholeheartedly.

Why did Cheng Zhi disappear after she fulfilled her wish?

It was one afternoon, Tang Yuwei, who had fulfilled her wish to become a thin and good-looking person in the eyes of others, was brought home arm in arm by her classmates, and she saw Cheng Zhi standing outside the convenience store in front of the school with her schoolbag on her back, because it was later It was a holiday for a few days, and the gate of Beigao was crowded with parents who came to pick him up. Cheng Zhigao's tall and thin figure was submerged in the crowd, but it was very eye-catching in Tang Yuwei's eyes.

She was about to wave at him, but met Cheng Zhi's eyes from afar.

Cheng Zhi didn't smile, just glanced at her quietly, turned around and left.

Tang Yuwei's gaze followed the other person's figure, but she lost her direction all of a sudden.

Because Cheng Zhi disappeared.

It seems to have disappeared out of thin air.

The crowd was still bustling, the voices were still noisy, and the girl holding her arm was still chattering.

She subconsciously asked, "Have you seen Cheng Zhi?"

The girl froze for a moment, and asked back, "Orange juice? Do you want to drink it?"

"No, that Cheng Zhi from Class [-] of Liberal Arts!"

"Ah? Yu Wei, you remember wrongly, there is no such person in the first class of liberal arts!"

"No! I saw her just now."

……

This was the last scene in her memory. The afternoon sunset shone on the crowd, making it look extremely magnificent, and Cheng Zhi, who had accompanied her through that period of struggle in her memory, just disappeared.

She asked a lot of people, but they all said she didn't know.

In the end, she even forgot about herself, as if she was deliberately hollowed out by something, and finally kept the lack, walked alone, and became an adult in a blink of an eye.

"Wu Yujie! Are you going to play badminton for extra-curricular activities in the afternoon?!" The last class in the afternoon is self-study, and the teacher is not there. Naturally, the class is full of chatting and not doing serious things.

Wu Yujie is the kind person who does her best to bring breakfast every day. She was doing math problems when she was poked on the back by someone behind her, and subconsciously straightened her back, "No, no, I can't do today's problem. It's over!"

She refused very straightforwardly. Even if she is recognized as a good person in the class, she always looks like she must refuse if she should refuse, and her smile is very contagious. She is not particularly good-looking, but she smiles. But there is a pair of canine teeth, which makes people feel embarrassed subconsciously, and there is not much discomfort in being rejected.

The back desk let out an oh, and replied that it's all right.

Tang Yuwei saw the movement in front of her, and her heart still flew with envy. No matter how many years have passed, this guy still looks like a ghost when he smiles. Even at the age of 26, he still looks like a little girl.Unlike her, even if her mentality became better and she became a little bit more confident, she still felt petty when she smiled, and she didn't look very good.

The next moment, Wu Yujie's back table and Tang Yuwei's front table turned their heads and said to her, "Hey! Are you going then?"

It sounded like they were just pulling people casually when they really couldn't find anyone.

"Ah?" The fat girl swished her head up, shaking her head like a rattle, "I won't go..."

Yan Rou let out an ah, but didn't care, and turned around, as if she really asked the question casually.

But a few minutes later, she turned around again and asked around. Those who play basketball play basketball, and those who make up homework. Her deskmate was caught reading comics by the head teacher, and she was fined for copying the class rules. At this time, she is still in dire straits. In such a state, I have no time to talk to her.

"Tang Yuwei, please, come play with me!"

Yan Rou blinked at Tang Yuwei, and bowed her head to Tang Yuwei like in martial arts dramas.

Tang Yuwei: "..."

"Hey, you don't like that Yin Zhaoming, do you?"

Xiao Xiong's voice suddenly cut in. Yan Rou and Tang Yuwei looked at Comrade Xiao Xiong, who was still writing, at the same time. The other party raised his eyes and smiled dryly at two faces, one big and one small.

Yan Rou picked up a book on the top of the little Xiong's book pile, patted it, but said without any momentum: "Xiong Yue, how did you know that!" She also looked around guiltily, for fear of being heard by others.

"Everyone knows, okay?" Yan Rou's deskmate turned around, rubbed her sore wrists from the penalty, and pulled her ponytail back, "Just for your poor bad luck skills, and you still insist on doing it every day." Xiao Lanchang is so embarrassing, you can tell who he is aiming at at a glance."

The small blue field is an open space next to the playground of Beigao, because it is framed by blue paint, so many people call it that. Next to the small blue field is a basketball court, where the boys play whenever they have free time, so it has attracted many people's attention. The bad girl secretly pretended to skip rope, play badminton, and look at the figure of the young man.

After all, if you look at it aboveboard, people will really say it.

Yan Rou, whose girl's heart was poked to pieces, buried her face in Tang Yuwei's fluffy pencil bag in anger.

Yan Rou's tablemate Qi Ziliu sighed, looked at his tablemate with hatred, and said, "Just let Tang Yuwei take pity on you."

Tang Yuwei: "..."

Glanced at the bear.

The other party listened to the song and wrote the question again.

"Ah...then I'll go with you." Tang Yuwei looked at Yan Rou's pitiful eyes and agreed.

Doing it all over again, she doesn't have much self-motivation. In the past, she would definitely not move a step, and she would stick to her desk, giving herself the illusion of "I am studying hard".

At least be worthy of yourself and your parents.

"Ah, thank you!" Yan Rou didn't feel ashamed, she was always carefree, although she didn't talk much with the two people at the back table, the only communication was about handing in homework "pass it up" or When the test papers were handed out to her, the sentence "No, you can ask the teacher again" disappeared.

Because Xiong Yue always looks like he doesn't answer, and Tang Yuwei doesn't like to talk, so I didn't expect that he is quite nice.

After dinner, Tang Yuwei was dragged straight to Xiaolanchang by Yan Rou, who was already in a state of madness.

Along the way, I also forcibly listened to a wave of "heartfelt" from Yan Rou. It was nothing more than when I saw that Yin Zhaoming, when I fell in love with him, how handsome he was, what class he was in, who he was...

This kind of passionate and turbulent girl's heart is so strange and terrifying to Tang Yuwei, it sounds like she feels like she has entered a cult.

Anyway, she has never experienced it, not at this age in the past, not at the age of older female youths, nor at this pseudo-puberty in the skin of a girl.

It's been a long time since I held a badminton racket in my hand.

She hasn't played badminton for many years, and the last time she played, it seemed that Cheng Zhi hadn't disappeared yet.

At that time, I was taken by the other party to exercise every day, and my hair was soaked in sweat, smelly and ugly, but the other party didn't stop, and kept yelling to come back.

In short, the ball skills have also been honed well.

But later, even though her memory was blank, she didn't want to play badminton anymore, and the person opposite her was no longer the one she was familiar with. She couldn't explain the reason, but she still stubbornly refused.

She served a ball casually, and waited for Yan Rou to hit it back, but saw the opponent holding the racket with his back to her, watching the game on the basketball court in a daze.

Before it was dark, the basketball court turned on the lights. It was very bright, making the small blue court a little dim. The lights of the small blue court opened later than the basketball court, and it was estimated that it would take five or six minutes to turn on.

She sighed and looked around idly.

The next moment, a snow-white shuttlecock flew over.

She was startled, and hurriedly looked up. A girl was throwing the ball at her with her back facing the basketball court. She couldn't see her face clearly against the light, but she easily called out the other's name.

"Cheng Zhi?"

The other party didn't seem to hear it, and after serving the ball, she patted Yan Rou on the back. Tang Yuwei saw Yan Rou walk aside, and stood together with another girl holding a racket towards the basketball court.

Like two eager long-haired dogs.

Cheng Zhi turned around, swung his racket in the air, and said to the fat girl opposite, "I'll fight with you!"

The author has something to say:

I ♂ fight with ♂ you ♂

Just kidding, this is a serious campus essay)

Cheng Zhi's name was chosen randomly) I was drinking orange juice at the time...serious.jpg

Ah, I got a disease that I get tired of not writing too many new articles) Weeping bitterly