Confess to you in early summer

Yan Wei stared at the words for a while, and heard the sound of high heels hitting the ground outside the bathroom. She closed the diary, put it back in the bag, stroked her face, wiped the moisture from the corners of her eyes with her little finger, and came out of the bathroom to find Her Zhou Xiaoxiao converged.

"Are you okay?" Zhou Xiaoxiao worried.

Yan Wei was a little surprised by the thoughtfulness of this seemingly nervous old classmate. Seeing that Yan Wei was silent, Zhou Xiaoxiao came over and patted the back of her hand: "It's rare for everyone to get together, don't think about unhappy things."

"Yeah." Yan Wei nodded, "I'm fine, maybe it's been too cold recently and I've caught a cold."

"Then you still wear so little?" Zhou Xiaoxiao babbled like an old woman, Yan Wei had no choice but to let her drag her away.

In the KTV box, Yan Wei drank some wine, which was nothing at all, and she was stopped by Zhou Xiaoxiao after only two drinks. Go, go, go, the goddess has a cold and can't drink!"

After talking about the male classmate, she turned around and put a glass of honey water in front of Yan Wei: "You say you are not feeling well, why drink alcohol! Drink this!"

Yan Wei responded, Zhou Xiaoxiao's song arrived, and her husband called her away, Yan Wei suddenly felt a little sleepy when she heard the commotion in her ears.

She leaned against the corner of the sofa to rest, and unexpectedly fell asleep with her eyes closed.

There was a rush of bells ringing in my ears, strange and distant, like the wake-up bell in high school.

Yan Wei turned over and pulled the quilt to cover his head.

……

…………

Quilt?Isn't she in KTV?

Yan Wei opened his eyes and saw the mottled ceiling, the heart-shaped pieces of paper specially pasted for the literary dormitory and the stars and moons cut out of cardboard. Everything was so familiar, yet it seemed strange to Yan Wei.

This dream was so real that she could clearly see the cobwebs in the corners that hadn't been cleaned up in time and the mathematical formulas written by some senior sister on the bedside.

Fa stayed in a daze for a while, until a roommate called her: "Yan Wei, I'm sorry I'm going to be late for morning reading."

And morning reading?

Yan Wei climbed on the edge of the bed and looked at the roommate who was busy under the bed in disbelief.

The person who spoke just now was packing his small bag while looking up at Yan Wei on the upper bunk. That childish round face was full of cute baby fat. The familiar eyebrows overlapped with the grown-up Zhou Xiaoxiao. Not in a trance for a while.

Zhou Xiaoxiao was still talking to her about her married life an hour ago!

There were eight people in a dormitory in their high school, and seven of them got up, busy packing their things. Two of them got up early and had already gone to the classroom. Only Yan Wei, who was the first to go out in the past, was still in bed.

Xueba is so abnormal, the roommate finally felt strange, Zhou Xiaoxiao saw Yan Wei's strange face, worried: "Yan Wei, are you sick? Are you feeling unwell? How about we ask for leave for you and you can rest in the dormitory ?”

The real scene, the familiar environment, just like the real thing.

Yan Weimeng pinched his fingertips.

It will hurt.

"No, you guys go first, I'll get up right away!" The belated reply changed its tone because of panic.

Zhou Xiaoxiao stood up suddenly, tiptoed, and reached out to touch Yan Wei's forehead.

Yan Wei: "..."

"Fortunately, I don't have a fever." Zhou Xiaoxiao breathed a sigh of relief, "Don't be brave, if you don't feel well, you can ask for leave and rest."

Did Zhou Xiaoxiao take care of her like that when she was studying?No, this is clearly a dream!

After the roommates left, Yan Wei quickly got out of bed, went to the sink and splashed water on his face, trying to wake himself up.

Through the water-stained mirror, Yan Wei saw a delicate melon-seeded face, the thick eyelashes were splashed with water, a little green, and the eyes were ignorant, there was also some water on the bangs, and the water dripped down the tip of the hair. Drip down.

Yan Wei raised his head and looked around, there were several different kinds of hangers on the clothes rail to dry colorful clothes, there was a rusty barbed wire outside the window, students walked downstairs laughing in twos and threes, the air was mixed with the smell of washing powder and the fragrance of early spring flowers.

Not a dream.

She is in school, in high school.

why?Could it be that she failed the college entrance examination, repeated her studies, and reunited with her classmates during the second year of graduate school, were these things just a dream?

Impossible, if it was a dream, how could you remember it so clearly?

How to explain it now?

Before Yan Wei could figure out why, she met Qingren, the housekeeper's aunt, who was about to close the door, when she suddenly found that there was still someone in the room, she was surprised and called Yan Wei out, telling her to go to class quickly.

Yan Wei couldn't remember what morning reading was this morning. She went back and put on her school uniform jacket, took the thermos cup she had standing beside her pillow and a few books under her pillow, and was about to leave. Before she left, she looked down at the book in her hand. textbook cover.

The second volume of the second year of high school.

On the way to the teaching building, the students who were worried about being late quickened their pace and passed Yan Wei one after another. A male student recognized the girl's back and ran up with a smile. He wanted to pass by on the left, but deliberately patted Yan Wei's face. Right shoulder: "Yan Wei!"

The book in Yan Wei's hand fell to the ground with a clatter.

The male student was taken aback, and quickly apologized: "Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll pick it up for you!"

Yan Wei didn't look at him, she paused in front of the teaching building, looking at the time scrolling on the LED banner above.

2013 3 Month 28 Day.

"Yan Wei?" The boy waved his hand in front of Yan Wei's eyes, "What's wrong with you?"

Yan Wei took the book from him, said "thank you" in a muffled voice, and hurried away without even seeing who it was.

Stepping on the class bell and walking into the classroom, the morning reading teacher hadn't come yet, Yan Wei stood at the door of the classroom, spent a few seconds remembering where his seat was, and at the same time looked at the noisy students in the classroom.

As if there was some arrangement in the dark, Yan Wei's eyes swept across the back seat, inadvertently met the girl in the corner seat by the window, and then staggered away.

The girl with a well-behaved student head quickly lowered her head, holding a pen and pretending to write something on the manuscript paper.

The boy just followed up with a puzzled look on his face. Just as he was about to speak, the crisp sound of high-heeled shoes hitting the corridor floor was heard.

Yan Wei came back to his senses, glanced at the boy standing in front of him: "Let me go, thank you."

The boy gave way subconsciously, and Yan Wei quickly walked back to his seat.

"What are you doing here?" The English teacher appeared behind the boy, frowning severely, "Have you memorized the text? You will be the first to check later."

Boy: "..." I want to cry but have no tears.

Yan Wei's seat was in the first three rows with the best view. Zhou Xiaoxiao, the tablemate, watched her walk over and opened the chair for her: "Did you ask for leave? Have you had breakfast yet?"

"No, there's not enough time." Yan Wei put down the book and thermos, sat down and looked back to the rear window.

Jiang Youyi maintained her writing posture without looking up.Her long bangs blocked her eyes, and Yan Wei couldn't see the expression on her face clearly.

Looking back, there is an extra alpine on the table.

"A new flavor." Zhou Xiaoxiao continued to endorse the book after finishing speaking.

Yan Wei thanked him, peeled off the candy wrapper and stuffed it into his mouth, the Alpine flavor of cola, a long-lasting taste.

When I was a student, I had the habit of taking notes. Yan Wei put a special mark in front of the chapter number of the texts to be memorized. Although I have forgotten all the content, I still use English until I am a graduate student. It is not difficult to pick it up.

Zhou Xiaoxiao was shocked when she heard the text on the tablemate.

"What's wrong?" Yan Wei had sugar in her mouth, her voice was vague.

"Oh, no, it's just that Xueba didn't prepare the text in advance. I'm a little surprised." Zhou Xiaoxiao lowered his head and sketched on the book.

Yan Wei smiled, but didn't respond, and turned his gaze back to the textbook.

Yan Wei was absent-minded all morning, and it took two classes before she gradually recovered. During this period, she tried several times to get herself out of the dream, but it hurt when her head was knocked on the table, and the tip of her tongue hurt when she bit her teeth. The more pain, the more awake she became.

Zhou Xiaoxiao looked at her mentally disturbed tablemate and worried: "Yan Wei, what happened? Don't get too overwhelmed!"

During the quiz in the last math class, Zhou Xiaoxiao watched Yan Wei hand in the half-empty test papers, and she was in a bad mood.

Yan Wei lay weakly on the table, not knowing how many times he answered Zhou Xiaoxiao's question: "I'm fine."

She was just forced to accept an unbelievable fact.

She went back in time and came back with memories.

Today is the second day of Jiang Youyi's birthday, and she rejected Jiang Youyi's confession last night.

There is still one year and three months before the college entrance examination.

In addition to apprehension, there is also a little...

lucky.

There is still ten minutes before class.

Yan Wei did a good job of building up her mind and got up.

Jiang Youyi happened to be passing by, and looked at the female classmate who suddenly stood up and blocked the way, with a subtle expression on her face.

"Give way." Jiang Youyi said.

Yan Wei didn't move, she moved her lips, and asked dryly, "Where are you going? The bathroom?"

Jiang Youyi finally raised her head, she looked over with black glass bead pupils, but her eyes didn't match her face.

Yan Wei supported the desk with one hand, and pressed his thumb nervously along the edge of the desk.

Half a minute later, the chemistry teacher walked into the classroom with a tea mug, put the test paper on the podium, and waved to the girl not far away: "School Committee, hand out the paper."

"School committee, the teacher is calling you." This was the second sentence Jiang Youyi said.

Yan Wei gave way in discouragement, Jiang Youyi walked past her to the podium, and glanced at the chemistry test paper.

The outermost one is Yan Wei's.

Full marks, tsk.

Jiang Youyi went out, Yan Wei picked up the test papers on the desk, several boys scrambled to help, the monitor also came to get a small stack, he seemed to want to talk to Yan Wei, but Yan Wei didn't notice him.

The fourth quarter is physical education class. At the beginning of the semester, it is rare that there is no teacher occupying the class. The physical education teacher asked the sports committee to organize the students to run laps, and they disbanded for free activities after the run.

There were three laps in total, and just after two laps, someone in the girls' team suddenly fell down, causing a commotion.

"It's Yan Wei, Yan Wei fainted!"

As soon as the voice fell, a group of people rushed over like a gust of wind, picked up Yan Wei on their backs before all the boys, and rushed to the school doctor's office.

When Yan was still awake, the person at the bedside was Zhou Xiaoxiao, who was at the same table.

"You're awake!" Zhou Xiaoxiao stood up, "Is your head still dizzy? Shall I call the school doctor for you?"

"It's okay, no need." Yan Wei replied, looking around the empty school doctor's room, and asked, "Did you send me here?"

"It's not me, it's Jiang Youyi, and she told me not to tell you." Zhou Xiaoxiao readily betrayed the classmate who just told her to keep it a secret, "It's weird, and I'm not the only one who saw it. ?! I'm not!"

Yan Wei's mood suddenly brightened, and he couldn't help laughing: "You are so rebellious."

"You're rebellious!" Zhou Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes, "You have hypoglycemia and don't eat in the morning?"

Yan Wei smiled and didn't take it seriously: "It's not that serious."

"It's not serious even if you fainted?" Zhou Xiaoxiao was angry, "You don't know how anxious those boys in the class were just now! I bet you that someone will bring you breakfast tomorrow!"

"It's not that exaggerated." Yan Wei felt that he had rested, and glanced at the wall clock on the wall, "Let's go, swipe my card for lunch."

Just after the physical education class, they came to the cafeteria a few minutes earlier than the students in other classes. Yan Wei and Zhou Xiaoxiao had finished cooking, and they immediately saw Jiang Youyi sitting alone eating.

Yan Wei went over with the plate, Jiang Youyi put down her chopsticks and stood up, without giving Yan Wei a chance to speak, she just left.

There was more than half of the food on her plate.

Yan Wei: "..." Maybe she was thinking too simply.

Not so much, really.

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