Ideal place

Wen Ran sat on the basketball court of Pennsylvania No. [-] Middle School all day long.

He watched a few basketball games in the physical education class, his eyes were full of young people who were flamboyant and free running, the bright sunshine fell on them, and they were full of enthusiasm, which was an unrepeatable, unique youth.

The setting sun was gone, it was going to be late, and there was no one on the court. Wen Ran got up and moved her stiff body, then stepped down from the stands, and walked towards the equipment room on the side of the rostrum.

The old wooden door was hung with a lock, and Wen Ran gently pulled it open with familiarity.He opened the door and entered, dust was everywhere, and the outline of things could hardly be seen in the dark room. After many years, the layout here remained the same, and the iron windows on the wall shone with an orange-red glow. In a trance, Wen Ran returned to his life The most memorable day ever.

Bringing a cushion and unfolding it, Wen Ran sat leaning against the wall without getting too dirty, bent one leg and crossed his arms, and looked at the narrow space in front of him.The memories of that time came to mind, Jian Xize's every action and every sentence seemed to be vivid in his memory, but once he wanted to deepen the details of that time, Wen Ran suddenly found that he had already forgotten a little.

In other words, it was replaced by something.

There is no one who does not yearn for a passionate, long-lasting, and consistent relationship. Wen Ran also fell into its temptation so deeply that she fell all over her body with cuts and bruises.Blind love is a timed/timed/bomb/bomb, also like a sharp knife, when the fog around the body clears up and everything becomes clear, the accumulated pain will explode in the body a hundred times and a thousand times, and the heart will explode. The scars on the body can no longer be filled.

Looking at the dark gray roof, Wen Ran thought, he really loved with all his might.

He took out his mobile phone and dialed Jian Xize's number, and the other party answered quickly, his hoarse voice overlapped with the one in his memory, Wen Ran smiled and said, "It's me."

Jian Xize didn't say much, and only replied "Yes".

"I'm now..." Wen Ran raised his hand to wipe away tears with the palm of his hand, frowned aggrievedly, and said, "In the equipment room of our high school basketball court."

After a pause for a few seconds, Jian Xize asked, "What are you doing there?"

Wen Ran replied: "Come say goodbye to you in the past."

He said incoherently: "I watched several basketball games, and those students did not play as well as you. The number of shelves in the equipment room is still the same, and the positions have not changed. Even the sit-up mats are still placed. By the side of the bars."

Jian Xize raised his hand to signal the suspension of the conference, got up and walked outside the conference room, and listened carefully to Wen Ran's speech.

"We kiss, make/love, here." Wen Ran beat her suffocating chest twice, swallowed a mouthful of nothingness, and murmured, "Your first time, and mine, and our 'lifetime' promise. "

"Because of what changed?" Wen Ran pressed her aching heart and asked in a low voice, "Jian Xize, what is the reason?"

With a light tone and a flat tone, despite the turbulent pain in his heart, Wen Ran is still trying to maintain his last dignity.

"I could live on this precious memory," he said. "I have hundreds of pictures of you from your school days, but now, I don't feel like those are you."

"I thought you came back to save me." Wen Ran closed her eyes and sighed, "However, it gave me another kind of courage."

Jian Xize frowned: "What courage?"

Wen Ran answered irrelevantly. Right now, there is only one thing he is obsessed with: "The promise to love for a lifetime, the moment you said it, were you sincere?"

The blank space stretched out, but Jian Xize replied hesitantly but solemnly: "Yes."

Wen Ran smiled wryly and shook her head: "But I can't believe your words anymore."

He struggled to get up from the mat, with his clothes stuck to the wall, holding the iron window with his left hand, looking out with tear-filled eyes, the world was black, and there was no light anywhere.Wen Ran tightly grasped the phone, and then slowly let go. He compromised and resigned to his fate. In the end, he could only regretfully say: "Jian Xize, let's break up."

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