Cannon fodder refuses to recycle!

The whole grade of the third year of senior high school will line up on the playground and take graduation photos according to the order of the class.

The first is a class.

Jian Ze'an couldn't stand next to Cheng Zichen because the team was arranged according to height. Although he had grown by two centimeters this year to 178, he was still 9 centimeters behind Cheng Zichen.

The whole class stood on the ladder-shaped iron shelf where they took a group photo, and the principal, vice-principal, youth league committee teacher and teachers of various subjects sat in the front row.

"Okay, everyone look at the camera!"

The photographer shouted loudly in front,

"3—2—1—eggplant!"

After three consecutive "clicks", the photographer put down the DSLR, glanced back, and raised his right hand to say "OK":

"Perfect! It's done."

The head teacher greeted the students to leave the field in line, and quickly made room for the classes behind.

When everyone returned to class, the head teacher walked in last, closed the door, and walked to the podium.

Everyone was quiet for an instant, looking at the teacher intently, waiting for this to be the last speech from the head teacher.

The homeroom teacher didn't say anything, just stood in front of the blackboard that said "We graduated" and smiled: "Now, give everyone a graduation certificate."

She solemnly and politely called out the names of the students one by one, and then when the corresponding classmate stepped forward, she handed a thin copy of the graduation certificate to the other party with both hands, and said gently:

"Happy Graduation."

The students also said one by one: "Thank you teacher!"

It was obviously just handing out graduation certificates, but as one student after another walked up to complete this ceremonial interaction with the teacher, the atmosphere in the class slowly calmed down.

None of the students who were called or had already obtained their graduation certificates did nothing else, but watched intently as they accepted the farewell.

Jian Ze'an's name was soon called.

He walked forward under the eyes of all the classmates. The head teacher held a light brown graduation certificate in both hands and handed it to him:

"Happy Graduation."

"Thank you, teacher."

Jian Ze'an took the thin booklet seriously.It was only a second of action, but suddenly he felt overwhelmed by great sadness and reluctance belatedly.

Obviously, I didn't feel this way when I first entered class today.

Not even when I took my graduation photos.

But at this moment, under the watchful eyes of the whole class behind him, and in the eyes of the head teacher's ardent blessing, he suddenly felt melancholy from the bottom of his heart.

At this moment, he realized very clearly:

to graduate.

Leaving this school that he has attended for six years.

After saying goodbye to the students around me, they turned around and went their separate ways.

He sat back in his seat, put his graduation certificate on the table, couldn't help staring at it, and was speechless for a long time.

Until the right hand naturally hanging by his side suddenly warmed up, and a force grabbed him.

Jian Ze'an turned his head, and found that Cheng Zichen beside him was not looking at him, but was looking ahead, watching the next classmate receive his graduation certificate.

But the other party's left hand firmly held his hand, and the wide palm strongly wrapped his hand from the side, and the body temperature slightly higher than his was transmitted to Jian Ze'an's hand.

It's like a wordless reassurance.

Jian Ze'an then turned her head back to look at the continuing ceremony of issuing graduation certificates, without saying a word.

The hands of the two were between each other's chairs, tightly connected, and they never let go.

The 60 students in the class sent them out one by one. It took almost 10 minutes to post, but the class has maintained a high-quality silence and concentration. From the beginning to the end, there were only the voices of the teacher and students asking and answering one by one.

After all, it was the last day, the last time.

After the class teacher issued the graduation certificate, his eyes swept over the faces of all the students in the class, and slowly revealed a slightly sentimental but full of blessing smile:

"Students. Today is your official graduation day and the last time we spend together here. You have gone through heavy study in high school, endured day after day of boring homework and tests, and successfully passed these three years Examinations and trials, big and small, have overcome obstacles all the way to today. You have completed the college entrance examination, the last and most important assessment in high school. In the teacher's heart, each of you is already a winner! Although the college entrance examination results are now It hasn't come out yet, and we don't need to think about the results of the college entrance examination today. I just want to tell everyone that you are the best! Although I may have yelled angrily before, saying that you are 'the worst class I have ever led'—— "

Speaking of this, the whole class couldn't help laughing.

The teacher in charge laughed too.

But she quickly went on:

"But in fact, the teacher wants to tell you that I am proud of you and deeply proud of each of you. During this time together, you have shown perseverance and will to fight, which is rare for a teenage child. Some students have maintained good study habits and the spirit of seeking knowledge from the first day they entered the school, taking excellence as a habit, and have been excellent all the way from the beginning of high school to the end; They worked hard to catch up, put in more efforts than others, and abandoned all their previous hobbies to get to where they are today; some students were high-scoring students at the beginning, top students, but fell into confusion in the middle of the learning path, and their grades failed after several times. Twists and turns, even my mentality collapsed, but I still wiped away my tears and got up, gritted my teeth and persisted...

"Maybe when it comes to high school, everyone always thinks that it is stereotyped and boring, with only homework and exams. But in fact, when we look back, each of you has embarked on a unique youth trajectory and written a unique glorious chapter. Now that your high school life has come to an end, I believe that when you look back, you will feel that you have gained and lost, laughed and cried, but in the end you will still feel that it is worth it. This life experience is your precious wealth , No matter how your college entrance examination results are in the future, it will be fresh, real, and memorable. On the day when the scores are awarded, I believe that some of the students here will be happy and some will be disappointed, but the teacher wants to tell you in advance here that you A good high school is not defined by a college entrance examination score.

"I would like to tell you that life is very long and life is infinitely possible. Even before, whether it was me or other teachers, I may have said countless times, 'One test determines life', and said countless times, 'If you do this again in the college entrance examination Make a mistake and you’re done’, but really—that’s all to scare you.”

The students were immersed in the teacher's emotional words, and many girls cried directly.

As a result, when the head teacher said this, he suddenly raised his eyebrows and showed a "sly" smile.

Everyone laughed with a "wow", and most of the sadness was diluted.Even the girl whose eyes were already red, crying and crying, burst out laughing.

"...Yes, that was intentional. I want you to pay attention to the college entrance examination." The class teacher continued with a smile, "but it is not. This exam is very important, very important, but it is by no means the only opportunity in life. There will be more in the future." There will be postgraduate entrance examinations, job hunting, and civil service exams... There will be many, many possible paths, and some people may go into business or travel around the world. These are all uncertain. You guys, don’t be too early Define your own future. Emotionally, I hope that each of you can have good grades, but reason tells me that after half a month, some students will inevitably fail to achieve their ideal scores. I want to tell these students in advance, that Not everything."

"Today, you have completely graduated from high school. At the same time, this also means that in the eyes of the public, you are adults from today. Although you will continue to study in the future, you are still students, although you may not really learn from your family. Independence, but the identity of an adult has undoubtedly been affixed to you. What does it mean to be an adult? It means more autonomy, greater freedom, and greater responsibility. From today, you are in In the legal and physical senses, they should no longer be called children. On the psychological level, I also hope that everyone can clearly recognize this point, to mature, to grow up, to bear, and of course, to enjoy—— Enjoy greater freedom to make more decisions..."

The head teacher said a lot, a lot.

Looking at the vibrant faces in front of her, she seemed to want to express all her expectations and entrustments to the students in this last gathering of everyone.

But time is limited.

She looked up at her watch one last time, and had to stop talking slowly.

Then after a brief pause, he smiled at everyone.There is no trace of the harshness of the past, only full of gentleness and blessings:

"Before disbanding today, I hope that our class, as a class, as a collective, can shout the slogan of our class for the last time? Class by class——"

"Go forward bravely! Cut through the waves, and I'm the only one!"

The loud shouts seemed to be louder, more urgent, and more sincere than ever before.

Around the beam for three days, the echoes are endless.

Until Jian Ze'an walked out of the classroom with Cheng Zichen, he still felt that shouting sound lingering on his eardrums, whirling back and forth for a long time.

Cheng Zichen took a look at him, not missing the trance in his eyes, and said after pondering, "Come with me to the chemistry office?"

"what?"

"The rest room where we are tutoring is the one next to the chemistry competition laboratory. I haven't returned the key yet."

"Oh, okay, let's pay it back then."

Cheng Zichen smiled:

"Don't you want to take a look in the lounge again?"

When he said this, Jian Ze'an was a little moved.

In that room, there were countless memories of the two of them. They did a lot of questions there, and Cheng Zichen explained many questions to him. Sometimes Jian Ze'an was tired and would take a nap on the sofa at noon.

...It was the first time he knew that Cheng Zichen liked him, and he liked him so much that he "reacted" directly, and that was there.

"Then let's take a look. It's the last time."

Jian Zean said.

The gloomy look in his eyes has long since disappeared.

Cheng Zichen slightly outlined the corners of his mouth, and led him upstairs to the chemical lounge.

When I opened the door, no one had been there for a long time, and there was a smell of dull air and some humidity in the room.

Cheng Zichen walked in and opened the closed window for ventilation.

"After we don't come, no one will come for more than half a month, right?"

Jian Ze'an took a look.

"Yes." Cheng Zichen nodded, and naturally picked up the broom next to him and began to sweep the floor.Jian Ze'an wiped the table with a rag.

The room was very small and was cleaned up in less than 5 minutes.

Jian Ze'an walked to the window, feeling the warm wind blowing in from outside, as well as the sunshine on his face, and narrowed his eyes.

Cheng Zichen walked to him and looked down from the window: "The golden plum blossoms are blooming."

Below this window is a flower garden, in which a lot of golden plums are planted. When they are in full bloom, they are golden, and the sun shines on them, bright and brilliant.

Jian Ze'an followed suit and looked out the window.I was so familiar with the campus that I was used to, but at this moment, I suddenly had some other feelings when I looked at it.

His gaze moved from the sculpture in the middle of the small garden to the flowerbed, and from the standing exhibition board to the small playground, memories are everywhere.

"I'm really reluctant to part with it," he said.

Cheng Zichen ruffled his hair:

"I know."

"Six years." Jian Ze'an murmured, he didn't want to hear an answer, but just wanted to say, "After today, I won't be a student here."

"Because we are no longer high school students." Cheng Zichen's hand slid down and landed on his face, his fingertips lightly flicked the boy's thick eyelashes, "But we will have a new campus and new memories .”

Jian Ze'an said "hmm", and his eyelashes trembled slightly, like a thin brush scraping Zichen's fingertips: "I know... well, it's just a little dull right now. It will be fine soon. I've always been looking forward to college. That's right, what the teacher said just now, I feel very nostalgic."

Of course Cheng Zichen understood.

He also knew that Jian Ze'an was talking so much at this time, he was trying to cover up his embarrassing sadness.

So he didn't say anything, just listened.

Listening to Jian Ze'an talking about the playground where Lin Xiao used to play ball, the fence behind him when he skipped class, and the sculpture on which he put a pair of sunglasses on as a prank, and the ice lolly in his mouth in extremely hot weather Sitting on the edge of the rostrum swinging his legs.

Finally, we talked about this lounge, talking about the fight between the two of them here, and the memory of Jian Ze'an not being able to solve the questions himself and asking Cheng Zichen for the answer.

Jian Ze'an chanted for a while, and seemed to have finally finished speaking. She closed her mouth and leaned against the glass to stop talking.

Cheng Zichen stretched out his hand and pulled the young man who seemed to be in a daze towards him, gently resting his hand on the back of the other's head, and pressed him back against the wall by the window without any doubt.

Before Jian Ze'an recovered from the sudden change of body position, he was suddenly kissed.

Cheng Zichen pressed him, pressed him against the wall of the lounge where the two had studied together countless times, and kissed him delicately and deeply.

The tip of the tongue traced the lip line, and then opened the teeth to plunder every inch of space in his mouth.

Burning breath sprayed on his face.

The opponent's tall body firmly controlled him between the opponent and the wall, and the wide palm was wrapped around the back of the head, pressing him forward with a little force.

In a trance, Jian Ze'an felt that his whole being was enveloped and controlled by the other party, drifting with the flow under the control of the other party, taking whatever he wanted, his brain was hypoxic and his consciousness was fuzzy during the hot, humid and aggressive deep kiss, and he could only faintly send out faint breaths from the nasal cavity. protests, but to no avail.

Cheng Zichen pressed him and kissed him for a long time.

It wasn't until Jian Ze'an's trance-like mind wondered if he was going to faint from suffocation that he let go of him, stepped back politely, and gave him enough room to breathe.

But the young man who was pinned down and plundered desperately didn't feel that this man was a gentleman at all, he just wanted to pounce on him and bite him hard, it hurts.

Cheng Zichen's eyes swept over the young man's lips that were sucked to the red, his eyes were very dark.His voice is a little hoarse:

"Enough memories?"

Jian Ze'an stared at him without answering.His chest was still heaving violently as if compensating for the lack of oxygen just now, and his lips were eaten so hard that they even sting a little.

Cheng Zichen didn't ask him to answer either, and said to himself:

"If you have enough memories, just lock them up. What is there to remember in a lounge? The most precious thing is the time I spent with you here. Therefore, there is nothing to be reluctant about. There is still a lifetime in the future, enough I fill up all your time."

At the end of his speech, he raised his eyebrows and showed a rare, presumptuous smile on his face.

It's not the usual polite and polite smile to others, nor is it the light smile that Jian Zhe'an showed in front of him to tease him or reward him, but an unobstructed, bright and hearty smile, with a hint of wantonness:

"Starting today, the rest of my life will last."

Jian Ze'an looked at him and smiled.Almost dumbfounded.

Cheng Zichen has always been somewhat restrained—except in front of Jian Ze'an, but he seldom laughs unscrupulously like a boy of this age. Jian Ze'an even joked that this is his "student idol burden".

But now, the person in front of him is standing in the sunlight coming in from the window, his face is too bright, his eyes are bent, and his mouth is grinning, revealing his neat white teeth.

Relaxed, hearty, full of strength based on confidence and even some pride.

At this moment, Jian Ze'an was so excited that he couldn't restrain himself.

He heard the frantic beating in his chest, and wondered if the sequelae of the lack of oxygen just now hadn't healed.

Or...you can only grit your teeth, admit helplessly and willingly, this person is always at every turn, and you can make yourself fall in love with him again.

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