longing

The bookstore that Xu Wei often goes to is at the entrance of an old alley. Every time he goes there, he always buys a popsicle next door, and then eats it under the hot sun in the shade of a parasol tree, leaving his lips cold and rosy. , Throw away the wooden stick, take the change that was scattered by the popsicle, humming the song in the earphone briskly, and sneak into the bookstore.

As a senior high school student who is academically stressed, although he doesn't like studying very much, he is very keen on reading extracurricular books. He is familiar with finding the novel he put away last weekend.Today is the weekend, there are a little more people in the bookstore, that is to say, you can mix in the crowd, occupy the books and not buy them, and you will not be watched by the bookstore owner. Xu Wei pressed the earphones that fell out, and the sound of music vibrated through the eardrums In his brain, he briskly walked through the crowd and found the self-study seat on the second floor of the bookstore.

Xu Wei's favorite position is the one on the far side on the inner side, with book walls on both sides. It feels like being firmly protected in the corner, and almost no one will compete with him for that position, which always makes him feel extra comfortable. A sense of security, but on the way to the exclusive seat today, he paused.

The person sitting by the window, wearing earphones and looking down at a book, looks very much like Duan Hefang.

Xu Wei took a closer look, and he was sure that it was Duan Hefang.

Surprise and panic spread in Xu Wei's heart in an instant. He squeezed the book in his hand tightly and walked over with light steps.

Duan Hefang is not wearing a school uniform today. His white T-shirt is beautifully shaped by the slender butterfly bones, and his hair is softly pasted behind his ears. Compared with his school appearance, he has a more intimate feeling. He put it in his hand With a cup of fruit tea, her slender fingers pressed on the paper, and the other hand was slightly reddened by the iced fruit tea.

Holding the book in his arms, Xu Wei found an empty table and sat down silently.

He opened the book, and the familiar content only passed by his eyes for a while, and he was instantly attracted by other things. He was not thinking about the content at all. Putting it down again slowly, his eyes never moved away from the book from the beginning to the end, Xu Wei paused, and looked up at the beverage store that the library cooperates with. He put down the book, stood up, and walked over.

"Hi, what do you need?"

Xu Wei licked the corners of his lips, stretched out his hand embarrassingly, pointed at Duan He's angle, and then quickly retracted it.

"What is he drinking? It looks delicious."

"Huh? That? That's passion fruit tea."

passion fruit?I don't like eating very much.

Xu Wei took out the loose change from his pocket, pursed his lips, and said, "Then make me a cup of the same."

This bookstore is actually not well-known, it’s just because it’s close to home that Xu Yu often comes here, but it’s also the first time he met Duan Hefang here. It was almost the same as in school, hiding from an inconspicuous angle, unable to concentrate on the matter at hand, and kept peeking at Duan Hefang while turning the pages of the book.

He purposely found a good angle, where he could clearly see all the movements of Duan Hefang—fingers pressed the paper that was gently moved by the wind, Xu Wei gently rested his chin on the table, and a strand of hair fell out When it fell on the eyelashes, Duan Hefang was quietly outlined by the crystal clear light.

Perhaps Duan Hefang will never know that in every moment of his concentration and quietness, there is an affectionate and nostalgic gaze.

The noon light was dyed warm yellow by the turned pages of the book, and the light half-hidden by the mountains and clouds jumped onto the table. People were coming and going in the study room, and many seats were empty. I only drank a small bottle of wine by my hand. The water droplets outside the passion fruit tea slowly slid down, and it wasn't until the person in sight put away the book and stood up that Xu Wei suddenly came back to his senses.

His book was still on the page used to hide his seriousness. Duan Hefang was carrying the book and was about to return it to the bookshelf, but Xu Wei hurriedly raised the book high to cover his face.

Xu Wei's eyes lightly fell on the T-shirt that was thrown loose by the washing machine in a hurry to go out today, he was slightly embarrassed, if he knew that he could meet Duan Hefang here, he must wear it a little better.

Being able to run into Duan Hefang in a bookstore on weekends was the most memorable thing in Xu Wei's short vacation. He came to this bookstore by car at [-] o'clock the next morning and sat there until noon when he was hungry. He saw the figure of Duan Hefang.

He was a little lost, but he couldn't help but rejoice yesterday afternoon.

Autumn came quietly among the yellowing leaves, and the temperature started to cool down on Monday. Xu Wei honestly put on the ugly school uniform jacket. The study in the third year of high school became more intense. The lower the temperature, the more intense the drums of the college entrance examination in the school.

When fetching water at noon, Xu Wei was fortunate enough to hear the quarrel between the grade director and the teaching director about whether or not to participate in the autumn sports meeting. Holding the door of the countdown to the college entrance examination, Xu Wei hid at the door and curled his lips.

He is actually looking forward to the school sports meeting.

Duan Hefang participated in the 5000-meter long-distance race in the school sports meeting in the first and second grades of senior high school. Although his grades were not as good as those of the sports students, it was more than enough to finish in the top three. Because of his excellent voice and appearance, he even participated in the school sports meeting once Host, countless eyes gathered on Duan Hefang during the sports meeting, and Xu Wei hid in it, occasionally being brave and comfortable for a few days.

In the end, how the dean won the fight, Xu Wei didn't know, but it was reported on the radio that when the sports committees of all grades were meeting, their class exploded directly, not only their class, but the whole building probably exploded.

Under the unfriendly expression of the class teacher, the sports committee member rushed out of the classroom like a scud. If he took this speed to participate in the 200-meter school sports meeting, he would definitely knock all the sports students to the ground.

Xu Wei suppressed the little joy in his heart, looked at Duan Hefang who was in a posture of writing questions in the boiling classroom, picked up the math paper and looked around, and sighed silently in his heart.

Habitually following Duan Hefang's likes and dislikes, he really has no interest in learning this matter.

The sports committee member rushed back to the classroom with a registration form for the school sports meeting. Immediately, many boys rushed over. With difficulty, he squeezed in front of Duan Hefang with a pen, plopped down on his desk, and pressed Duan with his sweaty arm. He Fang wrote most of the math papers, and said with great interest:

"He Fang, why don't you report 5000 meters?"

Duan Hefang nodded lightly: "Just read the newspaper."

The sports committee member who received a satisfactory answer squeezed back into the crowd with a pen in his hand. The classroom was extremely noisy. Xu Wei frowned slightly, blocked the noise with earphones, lay down on the table and looked at the quiet crowd beside the crowd. On Duan Hefang.

When I got home today, Xu Wei didn't write a diary, because he wanted to write a cheer for Duan Hefang.

When I just returned home, the registration form for the school sports meeting had already come out. Duan Hefang reported for the 5000m and 4×100 relay races. These things come.

His language proficiency is not very good, a reposted manuscript has been scribbled and corrected many times, but it is still dirty and white when read. Xu Wei clicked a little irritablely, pulled out a new paper, and finally succumbed to Baidu Encyclopedia.

His mother came in to deliver fruit once, and seeing that Xu Wei was so serious, she stopped for a while, but was completely blocked by him slamming down on the table.

"Don't look..."

Mom joked loudly: "I'm writing a love letter."

"Duan Hefang! Go to the finish line! Embrace the moment of champion glory that will only belong to you forever!" Words like these echoed in Xu Wei's mind. He blushed slowly and argued, "It's not a love letter!"

Mom put down her things and went out of the room. Through the door with poor sound insulation, she could still hear her running to Dad to share that her son was writing a love letter to the person he liked with a blushing face.

Xu Wei's face turned even redder.

Duan Hefang has been following the sports committee for running training before morning reading these days, because it has been a long time since he has had a fierce competition, and he is afraid that his body will suddenly be overwhelmed.

The temperature in the early autumn morning is very low, but the body heats up after a few steps. What is uncomfortable is that when returning to the classroom for morning reading after running, Duan Hefang gently wiped the sweat on his neck and pulled his clothes forward in an attempt to Let a little wind in to cool it down.

While he was opening his English book and preparing to recite vocabulary, he reached into the desk to take out a pen, when his hand suddenly touched a hard object. Duan Hefang lifted the desk and saw that it was a bottle of milk.

I don't know who gave it to me, but it tastes quite good, and it's a certain brand of pure milk that he often drinks.

Thinking of this, he turned his hand, picked up his own water bottle, took a small sip and felt much more comfortable, then took out a pen and continued to recite the words.

For Xu Wei, the boring and depressing senior year of high school is like trying to catch ducks to the shelves. He obviously only likes ducks who sway on the road with their buttocks twisted and unhurried. Because his companions sprint fast, he can't help but panic.

Xu Wei doesn't want to read books at all, his bizarre thoughts are enough to make him wander all night for self-study——

When the osmanthus tree outside the classroom is blowing in the wind, will the petals that fall into the soil still have a fragrance?When the wind blows the only remaining clouds in the dark blue sky, is it as soft and comfortable as packing a quilt?Will it rain later?Which teaching building did the first drop of rain fall on?

If it rains, can you hold an umbrella with Duan Hefang?

The messy questions gradually turned into unrealistic fantasies. Xu Wei pinched the pencil and gently crossed out a day from the simple calendar he had just drawn, which was another day closer to the school sports meeting.

The senior three class hardly had time to prepare the phalanx, but when they were in the first and second grades, they paid special attention to this matter. After all, this was an opportunity to escape from the classroom that could be counted on one hand. The one holding the sign in front, he was tall and straight, and Xu Wei's heart was full of him at that time, and he hated why he didn't want to be shorter, so that he could stand in the front Row.Get closer to Duan Hefang.

Duan Hefang was the host when he was a sophomore in high school. From looking up to looking up, Xu Wei only felt that the distance from Duan Hefang was getting farther and farther, but also getting closer.

Being in love with someone secretly seems to mean that you are not even familiar with each other, but you are always close to the place closest to my heart, soft and intimate.