said don't mess with me

Mucha's eyes widened in disbelief, "Why don't I have any impression?"

Han Qingshi raised his hand and gently brushed her wet eyelashes with his fingertips, "Because you haven't really seen me."

Mu Xia was even more confused. He couldn't help but pull down Han Qingshi's hand and asked her, "Ah Shi, what are you talking about? Don't be a fool, can you?"

Han Qing casually glanced at the girl who was leaving the dormitory, and saw that she seemed to recognize him, so he said in a low voice, "Take you somewhere."

"where?"

"A place that might remind you of me."

"..."

On the way, Han Qingshi drove very slowly, so anxious that Mu Xia asked him to drive several times.

Han Qing coaxed him to refuse, opened for half an hour before turning into an unfamiliar but familiar school gate.

It is unfamiliar because this door was renovated two years ago, and it is familiar because this is Mucha's high school alma mater.

Before returning to her hometown with her parents, she had been studying here.

Even now that the school gate has been refurbished, those memories of youth are still there, and she can recognize them.

"Ashi, why did you bring me to our school?" Mucha wondered, "Also, how do you know that I have studied here?"

Han Qingshi was amused by Mucha's preconceived ideas, and asked her funny, "Hundreds of graduates go out here every year, why do I have to know that you have studied here to come here?"

"That's right, why else?" Mucha pressed one leg on the seat, turned sideways and asked relentlessly, "Ah Shi, what are you trying to do? I'm going to be scared to death by you."

Han Qing still had that slow look, raised his hand over, squeezed Mucha's face from the corner of his eye and said, "Be patient, we'll be there soon."

"Hello, foreign vehicles are not allowed to enter." The car was stopped by the guard at the door.

Han Qing asked Mu Xia to help him get an invitation out of the glove box and handed it to the doorman standing by the car.

The guard opened it, bent down quickly, and said enthusiastically: "So you are an invited alumnus, welcome, but today is the last day, all activities are over, you probably won't see anything when you go in now .”

"It's okay." Han Qingshi took the invitation back and put it in the storage compartment under the car door, "As long as the playground is still there."

The guard smiled and let them go.

The automatic retractable door was opened sideways, and the car drove in smoothly.

Mu Xia lay on the back of the chair and looked at the doorman who was getting further and further away, and asked curiously: "What kind of invitation did you just show the doorman? Why did you return the alumni?"

Han Qingshi looked at the road ahead seriously, and said vaguely, "Guess?"

Mucha, "...I'm not a god, I can guess the content just by looking at Pippi."

Seeing that Han Qing could not ask anything, Mu Xia leaned back on his seat depressedly, staring at the slowly receding scenery outside the window in a daze.

The teaching building is still the same, and the slogans to help the college entrance examination hang from the top floor to the second floor. There are candidates who come out to breathe and chat in the shade behind the slogans.

The sycamore trees on the side of the road have grown a lot taller, and the branches and leaves on both sides are intertwined to form a green tunnel. Only sporadic sunlight is quietly shining through the gaps, which is quiet and comfortable.

Han Qingshi parked the car in the parking lot behind the teaching building, and skillfully led Mucha through the boulevard to continue walking backwards.

The two met many students along the way.

Probably because they feel that they are dressed 'weirdly', their eyes will always stay on them for a while, and they will whisper to them.

Mu Xia didn't pay attention, her tortured eyes kept wandering to Han Qingshi, guessing what she was up to.

Walking into the playground, the field of vision suddenly becomes wider.

The glow of the sky is flowing, time is slowing down, and the fiery red sunset stretches the shadow very long.

Mu Xia walked beside Han Qingshi, stepping on her shadow angrily.

Han Qing stopped and walked cooperatively, playing with her.

After passing the rostrum, Mucha's bouncing steps stopped suddenly.

Because she was facing the light, she had to squint her eyes to see the banner hanging above, "Warmly celebrate...the 95th anniversary..."

"Ah! Our school has been established for 95 years." Mucha was pleasantly surprised, "I participated in the 90th anniversary celebration in my third year of high school, no, my third year of high school is not yet 5 years old, it's a few months away, why do it now Already?" Mucha was puzzled.

"Because the school was expanding the playground on the year of the 90th anniversary, it was unsafe, so it was postponed for half a year." A smiling female voice interspersed behind him.

Mucha and Han Qing turned their heads at the same time.

After a brief moment of silence, Mu Xia shouted excitedly, "Teacher Zhu!" She was the class teacher from the second to the third year of high school, a Chinese teacher loved by the students.

Teacher Zhu has a good memory, but she has taught too many students, so she couldn't recall who Mu Xia was.

Mu Xia quickly ran to Teacher Zhu, and excitedly talked about those interesting things in the early years to wake up her memory.

Speaking of changing schools suddenly before the college entrance examination, Teacher Zhu suddenly remembered, "Musia! So it was you. I haven't seen you for a few years, and the teacher couldn't recognize you anymore. By the way, where did you go after the exam?"

Mucha, "A major in computer science and technology, graduating this year."

Teacher Zhu, "Okay, okay, the computer in University A is good. The teacher has always been very sorry that you suddenly transferred to another school. I am afraid that you will not adapt to the new environment and affect your performance in the college entrance examination."

Mu Xia didn't say that he really didn't perform well in the college entrance examination, but only thought that Teacher Zhu treated them well in those two years.

Teacher Zhu is an emotional person, and after a few words, Mu Xia said tears to his eyes, looking at the banner on the rostrum, he sighed, "The last time the school celebrated, the teacher even invited you to be a volunteer, and brought the seniors who were invited back. The senior sister visited the school, and in a blink of an eye, you became that senior sister who has achieved success in learning, time flies so fast."

Mucha agreed, "Yes, I graduated from university in a blink of an eye."

Mu Xia and Teacher Zhu stood side by side, half of her gaze was Han Qing standing against the light, she was obviously looking at her and smiling, but her deep eyes seemed to be separated by mountains and rivers, and she couldn't see clearly.

This look seems to be reunited after a long absence.

"Are you an outstanding graduate who received an invitation letter to visit the school?" Teacher Zhu suddenly looked at Han Qing and asked.

Mucha wanted to explain to Han Qing, but she stepped forward and said respectfully: "The last school celebration was for outstanding graduates, this time it's alumni."

Mucha, "???"

last time?

Wasn't the last time she was a volunteer?

What is an outstanding graduate?

What are alumni?

Could it be that Han Qingshi is not only her classmate in college, but also a senior in high school?

Mucha was completely confused.

What an intricate relationship!

On the contrary, Teacher Zhu remembered it clearly. She clapped her hands and laughed as if she was enlightened, "Oh, let me tell you why you look so familiar. The group photo of the last school celebration is on my desk. I look at it all day long. The opening ceremony In the ceremony, our seats are also next to each other, so it's hard to go, Mucha." Teacher Zhu suddenly called out to Mucha.

Mu Xia was having a hard time in his mind, and when he heard this, he subconsciously said 'ah'.

Teacher Zhu laughed and said, "You still remember this senior sister?"

Mucha shook her head immediately, she really didn't remember, and even began to doubt Teacher Zhu's memory.

Teacher Zhu smiled from ear to ear, "The 90th anniversary is the school sister you received, forget?"

"!" Mu Xia was shocked, and some long-sleeping pictures were about to move in the deep memory, until Teacher Zhu covered the lower half of Han Qing's face with the paper in his hand, and said, "Did you remember this?"

Mucha's eyes widened, and his eyes shook violently, "You, you are...you are the sister who wears a sunscreen mask!"

Han Qing looked at Mu Xia with a smile, his eyes shone like stars despite the backlight, "Yes, he was also the person you received the longest that day."

----

The 90th anniversary celebration was held at the beginning of September of Mucha's junior year in high school.

Because of her good grades, good image, and cheerful personality, she was recruited by Teacher Zhu as a volunteer, responsible for receiving outstanding graduates who came back to visit the school on the opening ceremony of the school celebration.

The weather was too good that day, the sun was blazing, and it was as hot as an oven.

Mucha and a group of volunteers stood on the square in front of the auditorium, waiting for the opening ceremony to end.

She was restless at that time, she shrank from the first row to the last row after standing for a while, and sneaked to the shade not far away to sit and rest.

Coincidentally, after attending the opening ceremony, Mr. Zhu who came out of the auditorium a few steps earlier caught him straight.

She pointed at Mu Xia's head with a smile and said, "It's okay to be noisy at ordinary times, but I don't dare today. Your image is the image of the school. You must stand still, understand?"

"Understood!" Mu Xia nodded like pecking rice, and from the corner of his eye, he saw people coming out of the auditorium one after another, pointed at the volunteer team and said, "Then I'm going back."

Teacher Zhu waved her hand and let her go.

Soon, Mu Volunteer Xia received his first job - to take a senior to visit the school history museum, and then accompanied several people to the library, cafeteria, teaching building... he was very busy.

When it was over, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon, and Mu Xia was so tired that his mouth was dry and he wished he could lie down and rest on the spot.

Unexpectedly, before reaching the shady place, my friend Wang Jiajia suddenly ran over and said that he had lost the key.

The two quickly recalled where they might have lost the key, and then split up to find it.

The playground is one of them, and Mucha is in charge.

The summer of that year was extremely hot. It took Mu Xia only five or six minutes to run from the complex to the playground, and he was sweating all over.

But in such hot weather, on the empty runway of the playground, she saw a sister with a suit buttoned up tightly and a sunscreen mask on her face—an outstanding graduate who was invited back, Han Qingshi.

She walked very slowly, as if she had no sense of heat.

Mu Xia didn't pay much attention at first, until she found Wang Jiajia's key, she took a few more glances, worried that Han Qing would suffer from heat stroke if he continued to walk like this.

At this time, half an hour had passed since she came to the playground.

Mu Xia hesitated for a while, and ran towards Han Qingshi holding the key.

"Sister, are you here to visit too?" Mucha walked beside her and asked with a bright smile.

Han Qing suddenly heard other sounds besides the humming of cicadas, and his slow steps stopped abruptly.

After a long time, as if he had come to his senses, he mechanically turned his head and looked at Mucha.

The moment their eyes met, Mucha's chest shook violently.

She had never seen such a pair of eyes before, they were oppressively dark and bottomless, and the dim light floating on the surface was intertwined with exhaustion, unwillingness, disappointment, helplessness, and redness that made her heart ache.

Mucha is a smart girl, she didn't ask anything, tried to suppress the discomfort in her chest, and said enthusiastically: "I am a volunteer for this school celebration, do you want me to show you around?"

Han Qing looked at Mu Xia motionlessly, his eyes unfocused.

Mucha still stared at her seriously, and when she reacted sluggishly, she said, "Can you?"

The hoarse voice scratched Mucha's eardrum.

Mucha deliberately raised his voice, with a wider smile on his face, "Of course, let's talk about the playground first. The runway was only built last year, and the green grass over there is full of fake grass. I pulled it once, and my hands were scratched." Didn't break..."

Mu Xia talked from the setting sun to the rising of the sun, and at the end he had nothing to say, just to distract Han Qingshi so that she would not look so sad.

Tired from walking, Mu Xia and Han Qing sat on the top floor of the stands, blowing the evening breeze that was finally cool, and asked her, "Sister, what kind of fruit do you like to eat?"

Han Qingshi's hair was blown against her face by the wind, she didn't move, she looked at the runway with a layer of golden light in the distance through the eyes forcibly separated by her hair, and replied, "I don't like anyone in particular, how about you?"

"Pears, I like eating pears very much." Mucha's voice was excited, but soon became depressed, "But now there are no such pears that grow naturally. The ripened ones are not sweet, and the sweet ones are very expensive."

Han Qing turned his head to look at Mu Xia. When facing the wind, his hair was blown behind him, revealing his eyes, "When I find delicious and cheap pears, I will take you to eat them."

"Okay." Mucha agreed simply, with pure light shining in her bright eyes, which can heal all the overwhelmedness in people's hearts.

When Han Qing saw it, he didn't look away, and listened quietly to her ramblings, until Mr. Zhu came to look for it with Wang Jiajia.

Only then did Mu Xia remember about the key, and hurriedly stood up and said, "Sister, I'm going back."

Han Qingshi sat still, looked up into her bright eyes and said, "What's your name?"

Mucha, "Mucha, the summer of summer."

Han Qing said these two words silently in his heart, and then said aloud, a ray of light gathered in his plain eyes, which was startlingly beautiful, "Thank you." She said.

Mu Xia stared blankly, and his heart beat suddenly became faster.

Wang Jiajia was still urging from a distance.

But Mu Xia turned a deaf ear to it. She looked into Han Qing's eyes fixedly, and some words came out of her mouth uncontrollably, "Sister, do you like girls?"

Han Qingshi's smiling eyes flickered, and he denied it, "I don't like it yet."

"Oh." Mucha couldn't hide his disappointment, and quickly smiled brightly again, "It's okay, then just find a boy who likes you. If someone is with you, you don't seem to be so sad."

Han Qing leaned against the back of the chair, and when she looked up, the glow in her eyes flowed quietly. She asked, "What if I like a girl one day?"

Mu Xia clenched his hands tightly, and a blush quickly appeared on his fair face, "Then you remember to come to me, if I haven't liked others at that time, come to like you, okay?"

Han Qing stared at Mu Xia who was so nervous that his lips were tightly pressed, and the corners of his lips were raised high under the mask.

After a long time, he replied slowly but firmly, "Okay."

Mucha got an affirmative answer, and happily ran towards Wang Jiajia.

Halfway through the run, she turned around, waved vigorously at Han Qing, and shouted loudly: "Sister, I will pass today, and I must laugh tomorrow!"

Han Qing looked at Mu Xia from a distance, didn't speak, just before she was about to turn around, he picked up the phone, pointed the camera at her, and quickly pressed to shoot.

Another morning, I zoomed in on this photo and took a screenshot to hide Mu Xia's bright smile, leaving only the deserted runway under the setting sun. Then, I set it as a WeChat avatar, secretly and ostentatiously placing her on the In front of my eyes, hidden in my heart.

The author has something to say: I failed to finish it, I had been vaccinated all afternoon, and I didn’t spare time to complete the first ten thousand words of this article...