Long Island High School

Song Wenyuan has not been back since that day, and there is still a puddle of blood on the rubber track of the playground.That day, his nosebleeds gushed out like bleeding from the seven orifices, and the girls screamed in fright.

After that, the autumn wind was bleak, and the Mid-Autumn Festival soon passed.For several weeks, the evening self-study was silent, and no one frolicked in the classroom anymore.The atmosphere in the class was oppressive for a while, and no one dared to mention Song Wenyuan. The 120 came to pick him up that day. Doctors and teachers tried their best to give him first aid on the playground, surrounded by many people.His parents came, crying after the ambulance.Song Jing saw the soft big bear lying there through the gap in the crowd.Just now he was still running, just now he was still smiling at everyone.

They were collectively dumbfounded.

Song Wenyuan is positive and optimistic, gentle and loves to laugh, and rarely shows sickness in front of them.Suddenly he was covered in blood, lying there with a pale face.

His huge body suddenly became much thinner, his eyes were sunken, and his skin was blue-gray.

They were all terrified.

The whole class was silent for many days, and one day in the middle, his parents suddenly came back and took away his things.Liu Pei helped clean up the hole in the table and apologized repeatedly, but his parents didn't say anything, just took the things and left.

When passing by Song Jing at the end, his parents deliberately left him the remaining gummy bears in the table hole.

The candies had been flattened, dried, and turned into hard candies.

His parents were in tears: "He said, you are his only friend."

Song Jing held the bag of soft candies and remained silent for a long time.

No one dared to ask Liu Pei, they firmly believed that Song Wenyuan would come back, but day after day passed, Song Wenyuan still did not come back, and there were rumors during that time, some said he died, others said he transferred another school, and others said he was not After going to school, people were panicked, and then disappeared, and life had to go on, but in the end Song Wenyuan never came back...

He Wenzhou didn't dare to provoke him recently, and the two resumed contact, but Song Jing was silent for a long time, and he didn't dare to speak anymore.

On a winter morning, he was wearing a thick coat and held Song Jing in his arms, fearing that his hands would be cold, so he held his hand and breathed for him.

Song Jing looked out the window and drove towards the school amidst the ups and downs of the bus.

It was gloomy all day, and when it was evening self-study, the atmosphere in the classroom was too stuffy.Everyone seemed to know how to study, and they worked hard one by one, so that Liu Pei wanted them not to be so obedient.

Some things cannot be unraveled, only by time.

Song Jing got up suddenly and walked out.

Song Jing never wasted time in evening self-study. When he got up together, He Wenzhou felt anxious and followed him out.

It's cold outside, and it's very dark. Tomorrow afternoon is the National Day holiday. This is the last night they stay.

It was even darker on the playground, and the weeds were still growing as tall as a person, and no one came to trim them.There are street lights in the distance, but it is also very dark.

Cloudy today with no stars.

Song Jing walked through the teaching building in the night and walked to the playground.

The rubber track is very cold at night, the basketball hoop smells of rust, and the wind blows trees and weeds, which are indistinct.He Wenzhou followed him silently.

Song Jing walked back and forth on the runway, found a place, and put the dried gummy bears beside the runway.

The blood had seeped into the rubber track and turned into a dark mark.

He Wenzhou was suddenly sad, and he had half a piece of chocolate in his hand. Hearing that Song Wenyuan liked to eat sweets, he put that piece of chocolate on it as well.

Cheng Jiajia was running on the playground, panting and looking at them.

Han Lin came out of the darkness unknowingly and put a candle on the rubber track.

Candles are lit, wind and fire flicker.

After a while, as if everyone had made an appointment, Gao Yang came and silently sent a bouquet of lilies.

Cheng Jiajia trembled and said, "He's not dead."

Gao Yang was a little lost: "It's a commemoration."

Cheng Jiajia threw the flowers aside: "He is not dead, you are not allowed to curse him like this!"

Then Lin Zikai also came, did nothing but stood in the shadows.The people in the class also came one by one, and more or less all left something behind.Some were books he had borrowed, and some were pens he had used. Song Wenyuan was a kind person in the class and would respond to any request.He was often absent from class, and people looted from his desk without guilt.Many people have received his favor and help, but none of them remember this person, nor do they care about his existence.

Now, everything is coming back.

Everyone proceeded in silence, and those who had no contact with him also sent a bouquet of flowers.No one spoke, like a grand commemoration.

Gao Yang said, "I killed him, it's all my fault."

Cheng Jiajia said with tears in his eyes, "I encouraged him."

Zhou Min said: "I didn't stop him."

Lin Zikai said, "I never cared about him."

He Wenzhou said: "I hit him before."

Many people began to talk about their mistakes one after another. Once the atmosphere broke down, everyone wanted to talk about it.

"He lent me my pencil. Without him, my answer sheet would be useless."

"Although he is not assigned every time on duty, he does it silently every time. He dumps the garbage behind."

"He actually loves to laugh, every time he sees me he laughs..."

Some girls cried softly.

Everyone recalled the benefits of Song Wenyuan one after another. It turned out that he had so many benefits, and it turned out that he had various shadows in the classroom.These shadows blended into their lives seamlessly, unconsciously, but the moment they were revealed, they were enlightened and heartbroken.

They are so vivid, so vivid that they are ashamed and ashamed.

Gao Yang suddenly became frightened: "I really didn't expect him to be so obstinate. If I knew, I definitely wouldn't..."

It all started as a joke.

No one blames them, but they will carry this gigantic sin for the rest of their lives, which is so heavy that their weak backs can't bear it.

Song Jing didn't say anything from the beginning to the end.

The next day, it was a sunny day.The morning passed quickly, the afternoon was cleaned, and then I could go home.Grandma Song Jing said that his parents didn't come during the Mid-Autumn Festival, and she wanted Song Jing to visit Beijing during the National Day.I have to go there to talk about transferring schools. If we can't agree, we will talk about money.

Song Jing directly took the luggage and went to the train station after school.

He Wenzhou sent him there.

Song Jing also had a sullen face during the cleaning, and He Wenzhou silently helped him move the table and chairs. He was very scared when he thought that the two of them were going to be separated, or separated for a week.These days, he didn't know what Song Jing was thinking, and he was also very disturbed.

After all, Song Wenyuan was also suspected of being stabbed in the last knife.

But that was unexpected, and he didn't expect it either.

He wanted to apologize, he didn't know how to say it all the time, he wanted to make peace, but there was no chance soon.

He stopped in front of Song Jing, lowered his head and said, "Can you not leave?"

Song Jing looked at him: "Don't worry, I'm only going there for a week, and we'll keep in touch by phone during the period."

In front of his classmates, He Wenzhou couldn't hold his hand: "Then I'll take you there."

"it is good."

"You've been chatting with me on QQ."

"it is good."

Song Jing cleaned up Song Wenyuan's table, the last thing in the table hole.

"I'll pick you up when I come back."

"it is good."

He Wenzhou also helped him tidy up, and this exercise book fell out from a pile of papers.Probably his parents didn't see it and left it behind.

Song Jing looked familiar with the exercise book, so he took it over.

From the first page, Song Wenyuan's clumsy notes came into view.

He is very stupid, there is a set of formulas written next to each question, taught by Song Jing, according to the formula.But sometimes the formulas he writes are wrong, and sometimes the topic contains a lot of things, and several formulas and various calculations are required.He couldn't, so he typed a "?" and wrote two words: "Song Jing."

This is the meaning of not being able to ask Song Jing.

Page after page, he wrote everything densely.

He remembered Song Wenyuan's shy look every time he came to ask him.Every time he went back, he actually answered the questions seriously, and even wrote down the steps to solve the questions.Because I was too embarrassed to bother him, the "?" also hesitated and shrank timidly beside the title.

Song Jing became more and more sad, and couldn't take it anymore.When I closed the last few pages, I suddenly saw a lot of handsome and elegant small characters written on the blank pages.

"On April 2008, 4, she wore a blue hairpin. I like blue hairpins."

"On May 2008, 5, she was unhappy today, and suddenly came back from activity class and cried. Why didn't Han Lin comfort her?"

"On June 2008, 6, I fell ill for a long time. I haven't seen her for a long time. Today I insisted on coming back for the exam and wanted to see her. I miss her so much."

"July 2008, 7, everyone went to the beach today, so happy, she smiled so happily..."

I haven't written in the middle for a long time.

"In September 2008, I didn't want to go to class, I didn't want to study anymore. I was so tired, I didn't want to work hard..."

"September 2008, I didn't deserve to see her."

The handwriting is broken here, and there is no writing behind it.

Turning to the last page, there are three words full of words: Cheng Jiajia, Cheng Jiajia, Cheng Jiajia, countless Cheng Jiajia, big and small Cheng Jiajia, and the intimate Cheng Jiajia, occupying the entire page, being coated layer after layer , pouring out his admiration and miss.

Song Jing's heart tightened, and He Wenzhou asked Cheng Jiajia to come and see.

Everyone thought that Song Wenyuan only had Song Jing as a friend, and Song Jing was the only one in his heart.

However, in a corner that no one knows, there is a pair of eyes that are always watching a girl, and there is a grand secret love that exists without life and despair.

Everyone loves Cheng Jiajia, Cheng Jiajia is the class flower, and people who admire her can line up from the teaching building to the playground.The confession methods she has seen are also varied and varied.And he was just the tiniest and weakest one, without making any sound.

He never told her, and never thought of confessing.

He just likes to look at her so quietly.

Cheng Jiajia cried bitterly, holding the exercise book tremblingly, remembering that day when she was standing on the other side of the runway looking at it heartlessly.

Just because she was watching, he was running, he was running towards her.