Qianli Jiangling

After finishing writing, Jiang Li went to find a place to tie his belt.

He found a place where there were few ribbons, hid the words he wrote in the pile of red cloth strips, quickly pulled up the two thin ropes at the top, wrapped them around the tree and tied them in a dead knot.

Sheng Qianling stood quietly behind him, with his back against the setting sun and a few feet of clear sunlight on his body.

Jiang Li tied the ribbon and came over. Seeing Sheng Qianling standing still, he leaned over and asked, "Why don't you tie it?"

Sheng Qianling grabbed Jiang Li's hand, pinched his fingers in the palm of his hand, then handed his wishing belt to Jiang Li's hand, and said calmly, "Of course mine will be put together with yours."

Jiangli was infected, and his mood suddenly brightened like the orange sunlight on the mountains and jungles, which was indescribably beautiful.

He happily took Sheng Qianling's ribbon and tied it tightly to his own.In order to prevent it from being blown away by the wind, the strings of the two ribbons were tied tightly.

After completing this most important sense of ritual, the purpose of this trip to Longquan Mountain will be achieved.

Jiang Li stood contentedly beside the tree trunk, raised his slender neck, looked up at the verdant green leaves, a red wishing ribbon fluttered above his head, making a soft and continuous clattering sound.

Touched by this beautiful scene, Sheng Qianling took out his phone, turned on the camera, and quickly took a photo of Jiang Li.

After taking a look, I saw the boy on the phone was gentle and clean, with a glowing profile.

"Brother Ling," Jiang Li called out, with a smile in Tao Hua's eyes, "come here and kiss me for a while."

Sheng Qianling smiled lightly when he heard the words, folded his eyelids, and pulled out the soft corners of his eyes.

He said, "Okay."

Thus, two slender teenagers kissed each other in silence under the mother-in-law tree, which symbolizes love.

The old woman who sold wishing ribbons in the mobile store stared at them blankly. After a long while, she suddenly sighed and shook her head.

As the sun sets, the entire Longquan Mountain Scenic Area falls in an intoxicating afterglow.

Jiang Li took Sheng Qianling's hand and walked down the mountain step by step.After walking a few steps, he became interested, and playfully hooked Sheng Qianling's palm with his little finger.

Sheng Qianling's palms were itchy, but he didn't stop him, and he still looked at Jiangli dotingly.

In such a warm atmosphere, Jiang Li said slowly: "Brother Ling, I never thought before that I would fall in love with a boy."

Sheng Qianling used a little strength in his hand to completely wrap Jiang Li's hand in his palm, lowered his head slightly, looked at Jiang Li's rosy face and the exposed part of the back of his neck, and asked, "How do you feel?"

Jiang Li: "It feels very good, I really like you."

Sheng Qianling curled up his lips and smiled.

The two talked intermittently for a while, and after walking for a long time, the gate of the scenic spot was tens of meters below their feet.

Jiang Li couldn't say a few more serious words, and then suddenly started to talk loudly: "Brother Ling, you said this place is so beautiful, wouldn't it be a shame not to have a field battle?"

Now Sheng Qianling is not only fully used to Jiang Li's outrageous words, but also calmly agrees with them.

He took advantage of the situation to look around the surrounding environment, nodded as if he was choosing a site, and said deliberately: "Why don't you try it? It sounds very exciting."

This time it was Jiang Li's turn to be speechless.

He thought of his buttocks that had been swollen for several days, and a certain part that had been sore for several days. He jumped away like a rabbit in a hurry, waved his hands and said, "I was wrong, Brother Ling, I was wrong .”

Sheng Qianling smiled without saying a word, following Jiang Li's pace.

Went to Miaoshan for dinner to eat fish balls.

Miaoshan is a town not far from the scenic spot, just beside Tangxun Lake, famous for its delicious fish balls.

Jiang Li was not familiar with the urban area of ​​Wuhan, so he found out about this place to eat from the Internet.

Fortunately, Sheng Qianling also liked it very much.

After dinner, night fell.

The sky is not pitch black, but the deep black unique to summer nights.The stars are shining, and the last quarter moon is like a hook.

Jiang Li and Sheng Qianling took a taxi back to Hankou.

When the car drove out and passed a university called Wuchang Institute of Technology in Miaoshan, Jiang Li inadvertently turned his head, and his gaze stayed for two seconds longer.

Then, the taxi went all the way through the bustling downtown.

After climbing the mountain for a few hours, neither of them felt very tired, but Jiang Li was sweating all over, and felt uncomfortable after sweating and dry, so he proposed to go home directly.

Sheng Qianling sent him to the entrance of Jixian Alley.

Jixian Alley at this point is quite lively, there are a few more barbecue stalls at the entrance, and bare-armed men are grilling mutton skewers until they are sizzling.

Aunt Liu's hot and dry noodle shop was as lively as ever, night returnees in shirts and ties quietly waiting for a bowl of hot and dry noodles with marinated eggs.

Standing at the entrance of the alley, Jiang Li waved at Sheng Qianling, reluctantly beckoning him to go back.

Sheng Qianling also waved his hand, looked at the river for a while, then turned and walked towards Jingyuan.

Jiang Li turned his head, took two steps, and met the eyes of a person in the shadow of the upper alley.

Jiang Haijun was holding a shoulder pole, and the hooks on both ends of the pole were hooked together like a twisted rope.

His face was uneasy, and there was no expression on his bronzed cheeks.His eyes were drooping, his lips were tightly pressed, and his face was as dry as a desert that hadn't seen rain for a long time.

Jiang Li was startled, but soon calmed down.

He walked over and stood beside his father, with a casual look on his face: "What are you looking at?"

Jiang Haijun still stood where he was, his eyes turned away from where Sheng Qianling had just left, and fell on Jiang Li's face.

After a few seconds of silence, he said in a rough voice: "Being gay will not end well."

Jiang Li's good mood that had been maintained all day suddenly dissipated, and inexplicably became angry, and said unhappily: "What is a good end or a bad end? If you don't point at me to carry on the family, I will have a good end."

After he finished speaking, he paused, and said a sharp sentence: "Besides, even if it is passed on from generation to generation, it is not yours."

Jiang Haijun turned a deaf ear to the hurtful words, and was not injured in the slightest.

He stood there quietly, like a statue, his face darkened, his thoughts wandering far away.

In the end, he didn't say anything, just let out a long sigh and walked towards home.

The one-month summer vacation has passed by.

On August [-]st, the sky was high and the clouds were light, the summer was scorching, and the temperature in the morning was almost [-] degrees.

Grade 7 (7) class has become Senior [-] ([-]) class, the classroom has not been changed, and the class card at the door has been pasted again.

The students looked tired, as if they hadn't woken up from the summer dream, and walked into the classroom listlessly carrying their schoolbags.

All of Jiangli's summer school uniforms were destroyed in the previous fire. There was no school uniform to wear at the moment, so he put on a white short-sleeved casually and came to his seat in a casual manner.

Chen Shushu had been here for a while, and at this moment he was copying homework quickly.

For students of language, mathematics, physics and chemistry, there is one summer homework for each subject, with two papers.It was a huge workload to copy, and Chen Shushu flicked his right wrist after writing for a while.

Sensing someone approaching, Chen Shushu stopped his pen tip and raised his head.

Seeing this, he froze.

I saw Jiang Li wearing a clean and refreshing short-sleeved pair with a pair of well-regulated black sweatpants.

The hair is well-groomed, and the broken hair is parted on both sides of the forehead, revealing a small piece of white forehead.His expression was flat, his eyes were clear, and he exuded the unique vitality of a young man.

It's quite different from the person who yawned and slumped as soon as he entered the classroom in the past.

Seeing Chen Shushu froze, Jiang Li glanced at him curiously for a second, tapped his fingers on the table, and asked, "Are you dumbfounded by me?"

Chen Shushu: "Huh?"

In fact, Jiang Li has always been handsome, but today he feels very different.

As for the specific difference, Chen Shushu couldn't say one, two, three, so he just stared blankly at Jiang Li and said tentatively, "I feel that you are in good spirits. Is this the power of watering?"

Hearing this, Jiang Li didn't feel shy, but his heart moved slightly, he raised his eyebrows a little proudly, and said with a little distress: "Maybe, it's about falling in love, you know."

Chen Shushu had black lines on his face: "..."

I don't understand.

I do not deserve.

Without saying a few words, Jiang Yan, the study committee member, announced on the podium that summer assignments would be accepted immediately.

Jiang Li opened the empty schoolbag, looked at it, and silently hung the schoolbag on the back of the chair.Chen Shushu next to him was still writing hard, copying his homework and shouting: "Hey, wait a minute, isn't there 10 minutes until class!"

Jiang Li sat quietly for a while, picked up a pen casually, and twirled it on his right finger.

Turning around, suddenly there was a "snap", and he slapped the pen on the table, pushed the chair away and walked out of the classroom.

He came to the teacher's office building on the third floor by familiar means, found the English office where teacher Mei Chaofeng was, stood at the door, and knocked on the door.

He has been forced to stand in this office many times, and he can't make a mistake with his eyes closed.

Teacher Mei Chaofeng was printing out the class schedule for this semester. When she heard the sound, she turned her head and frowned habitually when she saw Jiang Li.

She preemptively said, "Jiang Li? What are you doing there, come in."

Jiang Li walked into the office with long legs and stood beside Teacher Mei.

Teacher Mei is the only person in the office who is the head teacher, and needs to come in advance to hold class meetings for the students, so there is no other English teacher around right now.

Jiang Li picked up an empty chair, placed it beside Teacher Mei's desk, and sat down calmly.

Mei Chaofeng got angry when she saw Jiang Li, frowned and said, "Teacher is standing and you are sitting?"

Jiang Li didn't change his nature, and replied nonchalantly, "Then Mr. Mei, you can sit too, you're welcome."

Mei Chaofeng: "..."

The next second, Mei Chaofeng immediately asked, "Where's your school uniform? Why didn't you wear it? The school didn't send it to you?"

Jiang Li was still sitting, and said calmly: "Last month, there was a fire at home, just on Hanzheng Street. My clothes were burned, and I had to buy school uniforms again."

Mei Chaofeng knew that although Jiang Li had a stubborn personality, he had no habit of lying, so he nodded and asked, "Is the family not injured?"

Jiang Li shook his head and said, "No."

Mei Chaofeng suddenly remembered that Jiang Li had come here on his own initiative, and said again vigilantly, "What are you looking for? Did you come here to plead guilty because you didn't write any homework for the summer vacation?"

Jiang Li nodded and shook his head again, and said, "It's true that I didn't write it, but I didn't come here to apologize."

Mei Chaofeng put the timetable in his hand on the desk, took a sip from the water glass, then sat down, and after a short period of mental training for himself, stared at Jiangli seriously, trying to see what he was going to say.

Jiang Li was a bit embarrassed to speak, and held back for a long time before he said, "Mr. Mei, I want to ask you, how many points do you need to go to Beijing for a junior college?"

After finishing speaking, I was afraid that the teacher might not understand, so I added an explanation: "It's the kind of junior college that only needs to study for three years, not something like a first-line and second-line."

Mei Chaofeng never expected such words to come out of the mouth of a scumbag. She made up a lot of brains in an instant, and her thoughts drifted far away, and she couldn't stop.

She asked nervously, "What conspiracy do you want to do?"

It was impossible for Jiang Li to express his true thoughts, so he joked, "No, I just want to go to the great capital Beijing to study."

In the past two years, Jiang Li has been irritating people countless times, and the image of a scumbag is deeply ingrained in the hearts of teachers of every subject.

It is impossible for him to learn, and it is already thankful that he does not cause trouble or get a demerit.

Therefore, Mei Chaofeng didn't believe the nonsense of "wanting to study in Beijing" at all, and said cautiously: "Tell me what happened to you, I won't criticize you."

Hearing this, Jiang Li raised his eyelids and smiled. When he met Teacher Shangmei's stern gaze, he calmed down a little.

He was still sitting, and Teacher Mei didn't mention it, just waiting for him to speak face to face, hoping to see what kind of pepper turtle could come out of this clever mouth.

Jiang Li was quiet for a few seconds, and said seriously: "Mr. Mei, I'm serious. I know that I've been a mess these two years. I don't like studying, and I always tease you. But now, I really want to go to Beijing, any school, It's normal."

When the young man spoke, his voice was very soft. He sat on the chair with his back straight, and his hands were well placed.

A beam of sunlight from outside the window came in, just shining into the eyes of the river, turning into shining and moving water waves.

He is good-looking, with fair skin and three-dimensional facial features. When he speaks seriously, he has an indescribable sense of youthful beauty, which is a high-spirited spirit that cannot be replaced by any other period of life.

So much so that Mei Chaofeng was in a daze.

I just feel that the person in front of me is not like the Jiangli before.

She stared at Jiang Li for a long time, then said slowly: "Beijing is the same as Wuhan, with many universities and colleges. If you want to take the exam, you should get at least [-] points."

When Jiang Li heard the score, he felt that it was expected, so he nodded slightly.

He knew that he had missed too much in his homework, and it was absolutely impossible to counterattack and be admitted to an undergraduate school within a year.

But it doesn't matter, as long as he can go to a junior college, he can still take the college entrance examination. He still has a long time to make progress and move forward slowly.

A few seconds later, Jiang Li stood up "scramblingly", put the chair back in place, bowed to Teacher Mei, the smile on his face suddenly widened, and said, "Thank you, Teacher Mei, you are really a brother! I'm leaving!"

It seems to have returned to the previous dandy and flamboyant appearance.

Teacher Mei was choked again, squinting his eyes to see his retreating back, and said angrily, "You bastard, you're afraid I'll scold you for not doing your homework..."

Jiang Li was unaware of the teacher's emotions.

He returned to Class 7 ([-]) full of energy, just in time to run into Jiang Yan, the school committee member who was collecting homework at the door.

Jiang Li's peach eyes flashed, he lowered his head a little, and said with a smile, "Yan, you are so beautiful today."

Xueba Jiang Yan opened her world-weary eyes: "..."

After Jiang Li finished speaking, he left, returned to his seat in a few steps, raised his legs and began to tidy up the messy desks.

The weather is hot, but the air conditioner in the classroom is on, blowing a refreshing wind.

The classroom has not been cleaned for a month, and the desks are crooked, engraved with youthful moments that cannot be wiped off.

Familiar students raced against time to fight before class, not wasting half a minute of free time, but when the teacher walked to the door, all sounds stopped abruptly, as if entering a brand new blue world.

Everything is fine.

Everything is too late.

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