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In fact, for a moment, Gu Zhi wanted to rush into the rain, but was pulled back by Xu Jing who followed.

He was a little astonished: "Isn't it just asking for a leave, why are you doing it like a farewell?" He patted Gu Zhi's back as if to comfort him, but when he finished saying the farewell, he saw Gu Zhi's pupils flicker. Almost at the same time, Gu Zhi's eye sockets were soaked, he tensed up and looked up at the pouring rain column, so that it didn't fall like the rain above his head.

"Lend me your phone."

"what?"

Xu Jing hesitated for a moment and immediately took out the phone from his pocket and handed it to him. He had never seen Gu Zhi like this, so he did what Gu Zhi said dully.

Gu Zhi tried his best to suppress his breath, his throat rolled unconsciously, and after a moment of silence, he opened the news headlines on his phone.

Xu Jing felt that he might be hallucinating.

Because in the next second, the tense force on Gu Zhi's body collapsed into ruins the moment he turned on the phone.

Xu Jing craned his neck curiously to look, only to see that several hot news were publishing the same thing, it seemed that an earthquake broke out in a certain area, causing hundreds of dead and missing people.

Xu Jing didn't understand what these news had to do with Gu Zhi for a moment, and when he wanted to ask, he heard Gu Zhi say, "Jiang Chu's grandma's house is here."

"..."

"What? Why are you so unlucky..." Xu Jing frowned, scratched the back of his head, and the word "unlucky" stuck in his mouth.

Gu Zhi lowered his head, and after a short thought, raised his head again and said firmly, "I'll go and have a look."

"You're crazy, how can there be a car to go there?" Xu Jing snatched the phone from him, quickly found Jiang Chu's phone number, and almost dialed it with the slightest hope, but no one answered as expected .

I don't know if this is a good thing, Xu Jing said: "The communication has not been interrupted, which means it's okay, don't be impulsive."

Gu Zhi didn't speak, just stood at the door.

He saw Gu Zhi's hands hanging on both sides tighten unconsciously, the nails of his thumbs were firmly embedded in the joints, his fingers curled up and trembling slightly, he couldn't help but tugged on Gu Zhi's sleeves, silently After a long time, he said, "Go back to class first."

At this moment, the bell rang suddenly, and Gu Zhi seemed to lose his soul. He was pushed into the classroom by Xu Jing, and he has been in a state of emptiness ever since.

Several times when someone came to talk to him, he would lie on his seat and be lost in thought. In the end, Xu Jing reluctantly excused himself by using the excuse that he was sick.

Gu Zhi opened the ticketing software on his mobile phone. As Xu Jing said, all traffic was blocked, and only the medical team with supplies could go.

He ran to the station like a headless fly, and only when he was told face-to-face that he couldn't pass through did he truly feel that all his unrealistic fantasies had been beaten back to their original form.

Gu Zhi stared blankly at the passing crowd at the station entrance, and after a while, he hurriedly took a taxi to Jiang Chu's house.

The mother of Jiang Chu who Xu Jing mentioned was crying in He Wen's office was actually Jiang Chu's stepmother.

She and Jiang Xuyang had been abroad but they were not comfortable. Because of illness, she had quarreled several times abroad. Because of a bad mood, the two had a fight before Jiang Xuyang left, but she never thought of it , This noise is the eternal separation between man and nature.

People are like this. When they are alive, they always pick and choose and think that this is not good or that is not right. It seems that everything is not satisfactory, but when they really separate, they think about those good things again. Zhao Lin is like this, she When I was arguing with Jiang Xuyang, I wished that he would die, but when I was told that Jiang Xuyang was dead, I regretted that I had thought that way.

Maybe she lost someone to make noise about, or maybe she could only guess through the news like Gu Zhi, so when she saw Gu Zhi, she burst into tears regardless of her image.

Gu Zhi stood at the door looking at her tired look, a little dazed, and asked her tremblingly for a long time if she had any news about Jiang Chu.

From Gu Zhi's expression, she probably guessed the other party's identity.

"No." Zhao Lin choked up and shook her head: "Only his father and grandmother were found over there."

She doesn't know any more news, she is also waiting.

It was almost seven o'clock when Gu Zhi returned to school. The dormitory area was pitch black, but the Zhixing Building was brightly lit. The school's evening self-study was as quiet as usual. What kind of pain is going through in this world, who is still struggling? , seems to have nothing to do with it.

In the past, Gu Zhi always felt that he could do all the things around him well, arrange his study and life on the same axis, and solve them in an orderly manner both vertically and horizontally. However, now he has to admit that the life he has built is less. Personally, all the axes are messed up.

A moment of light, a thousand years of Huabiao.

That afternoon's breakup became their final teenage farewell.

This year's college entrance examination came very quickly. After a few thunderstorms, June came quietly. Those rumors had only passed two months, and it seemed to be an old thing. In the end, this incident did not cause too much harm to Shen Chen. The biggest impact is that he became an ordinary college entrance examination candidate from the recommendation, and he himself was quite competitive, and was admitted by the first choice with a score more than ten points above the cut-off line. This incident became the most legendary event in No. [-] Middle School that year. one.

Later, he graduated and left school. On the stage of graduation, he talked about his four years of high school study, especially his growth and changes in the last year, as if he had changed from one person to another. He did not mention the past events, but he warned his juniors that no matter what they do, they should not let themselves have any regrets. They must fulfill their biggest dreams at the best age and choose their favorite major at the most ideal university.

Summer vacation is coming, but when the school starts again, the house number of Senior Two (Class 2) is changed to Senior Three (Class 2), and the childishness of those teenagers are also replaced. carnival.

The new graduating class is seamlessly connected, and the fast class has fallen into a kind of "chasing each other" atmosphere since the beginning of the term. For a long time, Gu Zhi felt that he was going to be out of place with the fast class.Until one time He Wen picked him up and said: "It seems that you are really planning to repeat the study. I heard that you originally wanted to take the photography department of Nanchuan University. Do you know what time it is?"

I don't know if it was He Wen's words that woke him up. After that, he seemed to have a sudden enlightenment. He entered a state of ecstasy in his studies. He gnawed on books day and night, and his hard work paid off. Those who are caring, finally climbed to the top ten in the class after two monthly exams.

His roller-coaster grades caused the hearts of teachers in various subjects to fluctuate accordingly. Since the third year of high school, they have basically been shrouded in exams. There is a small test every two days, and a big test every five days. A corner at the back of the classroom was opened up by the monitor. Statistics of how many exams have been taken in a semester. At the beginning, the number of people is still clear. Later, more and more test papers piled up. Gradually, no one can remember how many times they took the exam. Class, all of them became test kings in a sudden change.

Gu Zhi's seat was clean for a while, and during that time everyone felt that he was overwhelmed by the pressure of the third year of high school, and that's why his grades plummeted. After getting up, the horsepower was more than enough every time, and several times it was firmly at the top of the grade list.

After that, his seat became lively as before. Someone ran back between classes with test papers. His bench, which had been cold for several months, finally warmed up again. He Wen once announced to the class that Jiang Chu had transferred, and the fast class was It was a very strange group, whoever left and who came would not cause too much trouble, even Jiang Chu, who was transferred to another school after a test of the gods, was quickly left behind.It's just that occasionally when someone mentions Jiang Chu, he always looks like he can't catch up with him. Every time at this time, Xu Jing will turn around and tell some very cold jokes, and then change the topic abruptly.

"After the transfer", Jiang Chu's seat was always empty, and he never came back, and the secret between them was completely sealed in the afternoon of that day.

Except for the vacant seats and those high school textbooks in the desks, it was as if Jiang Chu never showed up.

Gu Zhi didn't participate in any of the competitions in the third year of high school, so he was the most idle in the class.

Once, when Li Zhuangzhuang came to ask for advice for an evening self-study with the lowest score in the class and two cans of ice coke, because he forgot to bring the scratch paper, he took out a homework book from Jiangchu's desk.

Li Zhuangzhuang wrote dog-climbing characters with one hand, so when he saw the words in Jiang Chu's homework book, he couldn't help but sigh: "Jiang Chu's handwriting is so beautiful."

Maybe it's because I haven't heard this name in the second class for a long time. When I first heard Li Zhuangzhuang mention Jiang Chu, Gu Zhi felt like a dream.

He turned his head and saw Li Zhuangzhuang holding a half-written notebook in his hand, and for a moment he felt that Jiang Chu was back.

In fact, since Jiang Chu left, he has not touched Jiang Chu's things. One is that he thinks he will come back, and the other is that he dare not.When Li Zhuangzhuang opened the book curiously, what Jiang Chu had said to him flashed across his mind in vain.

"I just happened to be sorting out some interesting questions recently, and I have completed more than half of them. I can sort them out this week. They are all typical error-prone questions. You won't be like this after the next exam."

Li Zhuangzhuang looked at Gu Zhi in a daze as he took the thick notebook from his hand. He didn't know whether it was because the lights in the classroom were too bright or because he was dazzled. At that moment, he saw Gu Zhi's face was frighteningly pale. Seeing that something was wrong with this person, he asked him what was wrong.

Gu Zhi had a sore nose and almost cried, and then suppressed the discomfort by lowering his head to rummage in the belly of the table.

The notebook that Li Zhuangzhuang picked up at random was Jiang Chu who didn't have time to send a heartfelt note.It is also a collection that has been placed on Gu Zhi's bookshelf for more than ten years.

After self-studying that night, after he mechanically explained the test papers to Li Zhuangzhuang, he finally made up his mind to help Jiang Chu tidy up his desk. He was not very good at tidying up, but he suddenly wanted to see what else was in Jiang Chu's desk.

In fact, he understood that Jiang Chu's desk was just writing notes and textbooks and exercise books, but it was such an ordinary thing, because of Jiang Chu's name written on the front page, it seemed to become different.

Human memory is like a closed sluice, once the valve is opened, it becomes out of control.

Flipping through casually is the shadow of the past.The periods in the Chinese textbooks are filled with black refills. In the past, he always felt that Jiang Chu’s textbooks were too clean, so when he was not paying attention, he scribbled messy things all over his textbooks. He forced Jiang Chu to draw a small experiment. Jiang Chu deserved to have won the art competition championship, and even the beaker he drew was exactly the same as the real thing.

Before the National Day, it was still an old tradition in No. [-] Middle School—the school sports meeting, but it had little to do with the graduating class, but the school still gave the senior year a half-day holiday.Xu Jing, as a sports champion for three consecutive years, even though he knew that he was not qualified to participate, he dragged Gu Zhi to see the demeanor of his juniors. The posture is wrong, the landing posture is wrong.

Gu Zhi said speechlessly: "Then what are you looking at?"

"Look at my dying youth, what's wrong?"

Xu Jing raised his head and looked at the senior one and senior two students who were running desperately in the distance, and was startled by the female voice behind him

"Your youth is here." Xu Nuo held a large stack of test papers, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Go back to the classroom, this paper will be checked by Teacher Dong at night."

Resigned to his fate, he followed Su Nuo and left the playground, throwing himself into the sea of ​​test papers.

Gu Zhi used to hold a little expectation, looking forward to Jiang Chu's return, but he didn't know until Jia County was open to traffic, and he went to know that the scenes he sat in the classroom and fantasized about would never happen anyway.

Missing became the word he saw the most during that time, full of embarrassment and hope.

The sycamore trees and camphor trees in the school still covered the sky, the midsummer ended quietly, and autumn came in a blink of an eye. Watching the sun rise and set, it wasn't until one morning that Gu Zhi opened the window when he was woken up by the exclamation outside. Frost and snow covered the entire school white overnight, dazzlingly bright.

The author says:

Thank you for your many collections and starfish.