Net Wang Fan - Watch this snow with me

程悦

This is the first day of junior high school. It is definitely a lie to say that I feel peaceful in my heart. How can I say it is a bit rough and uneasy.

Putting on my mother's new schoolbag, I took a deep breath and went to school.Although it is the first day of school, I have long been used to being independent, so it doesn't matter if I don't have my parents to pick me up.

There were many cars and many people at the school gate. After finally walking in, I saw several large signs standing in front of the school, which were filled with names and corresponding classes.

The ranking of this school is from back to front. There are a total of thirteen classes. Class thirteen is the best and generally the worst.I started from the list of the first class and looked forward one by one. I didn't see my name until I was the second in the seventh class. I suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. Good or bad.

I paid attention to the name of the person in front of me, Zhang Li, a very common name, even male and female.

When I came to the class, some people had already arrived. They seemed to be sitting together very familiarly in twos and threes. There was light dust on the ground, and it was a little choking when they entered the door. Everyone looked up and lowered their heads indifferently. Or do my own thing, I didn't think much, looked back, found a seat by the window and sat down.

After sitting down, I saw a girl next to me with her head down, not knowing what she was doing. I smiled and said hello: "Hello, my name is Cheng Yue!"

The girl sharply raised her head when Cheng Yue said the first word, with a cold expression on her face, she put on a polite smile, "Zhang Li." I was slightly taken aback, this is the person in front of me , It turned out to be like this, so it was nothing. I sat down and took out a novel from my schoolbag to read.

After the head teacher came to the classroom, he made a simple self-introduction and some clichés, and then helped us change seats. Zhang Li and I were still at the same table, and there was no change. According to the results, Zhang Li became the monitor and I became the deputy monitor. Those who don't want this position are troublesome and have a false name, and they will be rejected by their classmates to some extent.

Zhang Li nodded silently and didn't say anything, but there was still unconcealed boredom in his eyes. It seemed that she didn't like her very much. I suddenly found it very interesting that this cold girl actually had a cute side.

Zhang Li seemed to sense my gaze, and turned his head to look at me. Before I could restrain my expression, I was caught straight, so I had to smile awkwardly. Unexpectedly, Zhang Li burst out laughing, and I suddenly I think the background behind me should be a volcano erupting...it's so scary...

This is the first time Zhang Li smiled from the heart in front of me.

The relationship among the classmates is not bad, but although Zhang Li didn't deliberately alienate her or put on a high-minded look, no one in the classmates particularly disliked her. A person with a weak sense of existence, holding No.1 firmly, the things in the class seem to be indifferent but they never bother me. The situation of the class monitor is just a nominal title and the vice class monitor is just busy. .

One year has passed, many students in the class have changed their seats, but we are still at the same table, sitting silently in the corner, without too many words, but the tacit understanding is gradually growing.She knows what I want when I reach out, and I know what she wants in a blink of an eye. It's a natural thing. We don't seem to be very careful people. We always forget things like this, although sometimes I do it on purpose. No, it's just like having some communication with her.

I thought that the relationship would be so flat and long-lasting, and after three years, they would go their separate ways, but that afternoon, it changed completely.

I was out shopping, and when I passed by the overpass, I saw her squatting below, I couldn't see her expression clearly, but her body was trembling slightly, well, it should be November at that time.

I didn't know what to say, and I didn't want to just leave, so I stood beside her stupidly, listening to her somewhat restrained moaning, and accidentally caught a glimpse of the deep red scar on her neck, and involuntarily clenched the bag tightly.

"What are you doing here?" Her voice was hoarse.

"I..." I suddenly didn't know what to say.

"Well, come to my house to play?" God, what the hell am I talking about?

"En." The very soft voice was heard by me, and a gleam of joy crossed my heart inexplicably, as if I was recognized.

I forgot how I walked home with her, walked through the gray corridor, walked up to the third floor step by step, opened the door, and my parents were not at home, I could feel her body suddenly relaxed.

I looked at the note on the table, and I was on a business trip again. The two of them work in the same company, and they always go on business trips together, but I'm used to it.

"Sit down." I said to her, throwing the note into the trash can.

She sat down and didn't ask any more questions.I took out the first aid kit at home and went to her.

"I'll help you with the medicine."

She nodded.

I forgot how I held back my tears at that time, the target was the old and new scars of different shades, the bruises were shocking, I tried not to shake my hands and helped her apply the medicine, it was very light, so I can still concentrate so much to do one thing.

I couldn't hold back my tears in the end, and they fell on her shoulders. She smiled, "I haven't cried yet..."

I touched my tears and smiled: "Does it hurt?"

She nodded slightly, without concealment or falsehood, but it was truly distressing.

She talked about her things slowly, very lightly, some parts I didn't even understand clearly.Her mother wanted to get a green card from the United States, but her father insisted on refusing to go abroad. Her mother told her to go to the United States first and pick her up after everything was settled, and then there was no news. Her father began to drink heavily every day, She would beat her when she was drunk, and she would still call her mother's name. She knew that her father was unhappy, and she never said a word, but shed tears silently.

I just listened without interrupting her, even when the medicine was ready, I just slowly packed up my things, then sat down and listened slowly, she said how good her parents were to her when she was a child and what is now, mixed up Speaking together, there seemed to be no emotional fluctuations from the beginning to the end. I watched her pants get wet slowly, and I held her hand, which was very cold, unexpectedly cold.

And on and on until she fell asleep.

No matter how mature she is at ordinary times and how well she hides it, she is still only 15 years old, and she still yearns for a carefree life. Her humble and insignificant wish will never be realized. Cheng Yue's nose is a little sour .

Since then, the relationship between the two seems to have undergone a qualitative change.

Very rare and ordinary things, it seems not worth mentioning, but it is such little things that keep us together, trust each other, and never separate.

Zhang Li's birthday is December 12th, which happens to be Christmas. Someone said that people born on this day are blessed by God, and so is Zhang Li, but her blessing was a bit late.

But it is happy after all.

Zhang Li

It was very strange to tell her these things by accident. Although she didn't sigh about it, she could feel that she was standing beside her warmly, allowing herself to speak slowly.

The first person who remembers his birthday, the first person who can talk and laugh with himself, the first person who can make himself so helpless... the first person who can give himself so much warmth and touch.

You can stay up late to help yourself prepare gifts, and you can accompany yourself when you are down.

That's great, never expected anything like this.

When I was kicked out of the house by my father, the first thing I thought of was her. She never comforted herself, but just stood by and held her hand, and she could feel the strength to keep going.

Cheng Yue has always been jovial and happy, and gets along well with most people, but I know that she will not easily confide in others, whether it was before or now, she is far from being as strong as she looks, she is very scared Injured, very scared deserted.

But she was always alone. She always said that she was used to it, but she always showed that kind of sad and lonely expression, which she couldn't bear to see.

What an awkward kid.

This is what she said to me.

——"Zhang Li, you are such an awkward child!" He said with such a bright smile.

I just narrowed my eyes, in fact, you too...

But it's just a slander in my heart, if I say it, I will definitely argue with her for a long time.

An overly verbose, awkward, peculiar kid.

I think this is a good description for Cheng Yue, if she finds out, she will make a fuss again, right? !

Actually, it's not bad...