God, please be gentle with me

The boy was quiet for less than a minute and then started to act funny, either by fanning the wind with his hands, or by pulling the collar of his school uniform as if he was about to burn out.

I don't know if it was because the headmaster saw his "hot" look, and his speech speed was much faster, and Fang Shuyao also temporarily forgot his discomfort when he looked at him.

"Students, let us raise the sails of youth..." The principal's words came to an end, followed by thunderous applause.

After the opening ceremony, the students lined up to go back to the classroom, and the class teachers of each class will give a short speech.

The weather was very hot, but the team was orderly at the beginning. When we got to the teaching building, a cool breeze came from the open glass door. Because there was an air conditioner inside, all the students rushed in. There was also a The boy strode over the five steps and rushed in directly.

When Fang Shuyao sighed that the man (Wu Xi) had really long legs, he was bumped by the crowd on the right. Normally he would be fine, but now his steps are weak, and he suddenly lost his balance and fell backwards. , Thinking to myself, bad, don't press down on the classmates behind me, someone reached out from the left and grabbed his arm.

Fang Shuyao looked up and saw that it was the boy who had been talking nonsense all the time.

"Let me tell you, I'll catch you." The boy smiled at Fang Shuyao at close range, and Fang Shuyao felt dizzy even before his eyes, and his heart was beating wildly.

"What's the matter? Student Fang." Seeing this, a teacher asked.

"I'm a little dizzy." Fang Shuyao said quickly.

"Then follow me to the infirmary. It may be too hot, and the physical exertion is too great."

The teacher asked the students to give way, and then took Fang Shuyao to the infirmary.

Fang Shuyao looked back secretly, and found that the boy was already chatting with the girl, talking and laughing.

"The spirit is so good..." Fang Shuyao thought, and, "What's his name? I never asked his name."

While thinking like this——

"Han Jialin, your shoelaces are loose again!" The boy with big eyes who was always with him shouted at him.

"I knew it just now, I'm too lazy to tie it, and I have to untie it anyway.".

"I think you are lazy!" The boy thumped him hard, "It's nothing if you fall, what if you trip someone else."

"Zhao Bin, my shoelaces are loose, how could I trip someone up?"

"Because if you fall, you will drag me into the water!" Zhao Bin said angrily, probably because he suffered a lot.

"Brother! You are bullying Brother Zhao Bin again!" Suddenly, a very beautiful girl rushed in front of them from the crowd.

Standing together, these three people were unusually eye-catching. Many students were looking at them, and it was really lively.

"Student Fang?" The teacher noticed that Fang Shuyao hadn't followed, and called out.

"I'm sorry." Fang Shuyao hurriedly followed. In fact, it doesn't matter if you don't go to the infirmary, but just now when...Han Jialin held his arm, he felt inexplicably nervous and palpitated... He wanted him to let go, so he said to go to the infirmary.

"No need to apologize, it's normal to feel uncomfortable." The teacher smiled kindly, "I heard that you entered the school with full marks in the senior high school entrance examination, and you are also a provincial sprint champion. Great energy..."

It was not the first time that Fang Shuyao was said to look like a girl, but because the other party was a teacher, he couldn't say anything, so he smiled.

"That guy, didn't he misunderstand me for a girl?" Fang Shuyao noticed that Han Jialin was only particularly enthusiastic about girls.

"No way, I'm wearing a small suit." The girls' school uniform is a pleated skirt.

"Why do I keep thinking about him..." Fang Shuyao has never been so interested in his peers before, perhaps because the people who can communicate with him without barriers are many years older than him.

"No matter what, I should thank him for helping me just now." Fang Shuyao thought to himself.

Seeing that he had a fever, the medical teacher refused to let him go easily. He was given antipyretic injections and rested for half an hour before letting him go back.

Fang Shuyao first went to the teacher's office to check the roster of freshmen. After knowing that Han Jialin was a student in Class 5 ([-]), he went to the classroom of Class [-] to look for it. Unfortunately, they had already dismissed the meeting.

Tomorrow is Sunday, a holiday, and on Monday is military training. The ten-day military training life will be very hard.

Fang Shuyao thought to thank Han Jialin during the military training, but the military training was too busy, and the instructor was very strict, and he was not allowed to leave the group even during the break.

So he could only look at Class 5 ([-]) of Senior Three who was practicing goose step across the playground, but couldn't say a word.

It was also ten days of rebirth. Fang Shuyao was so sunburned that his skin peeled off, and his whole body was dark and dark. The most pitiful thing was a girl, and it didn't help to use a lot of sunscreen.

On the last day of the military training, the instructors and the students held a big party. A bonfire was built on the playground, and the instructors played guitars and sang songs. The atmosphere was very lively.

Finally, Fang Shuyao had a chance to talk to Han Jialin. He took a bottle of ice-cola, walked slowly to sit on the ground, and had a good time with Zhao Bin.

Talking and laughing Han Jialin.

"That..." Fang Shuyao was about to hand out a drink when a girl ran over quickly and sat directly in front of Han Jialin.

"Han Jialin, what do you want to drink? I'll get it for you." The girl smiled and said, "There are a lot of drinks in the freezer over there."

"Shen Xiaoting, how can I let a girl like you run errands, I will get it myself." Han Jialin stood up, "You just go with me."

Shen Xiaoting happily replied: "Okay!"

Fang Shuyao had to muster up his courage, stepped forward and interrupted: "Well, Han Jialin, thank you for helping me last time..."

For some reason, Fang Shuyao was so nervous that he couldn't even say a brief summary of the previous situation, so he just thanked him directly.

"Thank me?" Han Jialin stopped in his tracks with a blank expression on his face, "Why?"

"That's it..." Fang Shuyao was stunned for two seconds, and was about to explain the situation, but Shen Xiaoting urged from the side: "Let's go, there will be fireworks in a while..."

"Please wait!" Fang Shuyao stopped Han Jialin again.

"Did you recognize the wrong person?" Han Jialin smiled, "I don't even know you."

"Huh?" Fang Shuyao didn't expect Han Jialin to forget himself completely.

"He is a freshman representative, a representative of military training, wow, are you sleepwalking every day?" Zhao Bin couldn't help but say, "However, Fang Shuyao, you may have really misidentified him. He is a walking idiot, how could he help you?"

"Big, probably." Fang Shuyao followed Zhao Bin's words and ended the "thank you tour".

Why is it a "journey", because it is like a trip, something that Fang Shuyao has been looking forward to for a long time. He thinks every day, if he talks to Han Jialin again and thanks him, he doesn't know what the other party will say.

Is it "You're welcome, it's okay." Or something else?Perhaps Han Jialin would complain to him about the hard work of the military training.

However, none of this happened, and Han Jialin didn't even recognize who he was.

Fang Shuyao knew that he was tanned, but it was not unrecognizable. It can only be said that Han Jialin didn't take him seriously at all, and completely forgot about him.

And when Han Jialin passed him and went to get a drink with Shen Xiaoting, Fang Shuyao suddenly realized that he fell in love with Han Jialin.

Maybe it was love at first sight or maybe it was just being attracted to him. Fang Shuyao couldn't tell what kind of liking it was. The only thing that was certain was that his liking was serious, and it was definitely not impulsive or ignorant in adolescence. .

The iced Coke in my hand became less cold, and the water dripped to the ground along the fingertips. What happened at that moment, no matter how small,

Fang Shuyao remembered everything clearly.

Because that was the moment when I understood my own mind, and it was also the beginning of a long journey of unrequited love.

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At [-]:[-] in the evening, the bus is full of students and office workers. Zhao Bin is holding the handrail of the ring with his left hand and swiping his phone with his right hand. In the last class today, the Chinese teacher asked him to write a composition, so he was late after school .

While waiting for the bus, Zhao Bin logged into the game. Unfortunately, An Jiyu's account is still offline and has never been online.

Therefore, after he completed the daily tasks for his account, he stopped playing the game.

An Jiyu's official Weibo has released videos and photos of him in tennis lessons one after another. Just like Echizen in "The Prince of Tennis", An Jiyu can also hit a can with a tennis ball on the sidelines.

And since the official Weibo didn't release any bad news, it means that An Jiyu is really on vacation.Zhao Bin thought to himself, looking at the fans' comments on Weibo.

The comment with more than 6666666 likes is: "[-]!"

"My male god is decathlon! No one can beat me!"

"I held my phone and kept screaming. My mother said I was crazy! Laughing and crying!"

"Xiaoyu is the best!

"I'm really looking forward to the start of filming for the new drama!"

"Ji Yu, don't work too hard, be careful like a tennis player, and feel distressed."

These supportive messages are really varied, and many people directly post emoticons, the screen is full of red hearts or "I will not marry unless An Jiyu", Zhao Bin doesn't know whether to smile or be jealous.

Of course, as a popular Weibo, these messages are not all joy and support, but also mixed with harsh voices, such as: "Is this kind of video worth posting? Is it cheating?"

"Stupid! It's all done by editing."

"Why can't it be a serious show when it's a little fresh meat again?"

"boring!"

"It would be better if Zhang Hao came to play, he is from the Department of Physical Education."

"Take Mr. Longma away, I won't play with you guys."...

Zhao Bin felt that these guys' sour messages were just trying to show their presence, as long as they ignored them, but he still couldn't help but replied under the fake message: "An Jiyu doesn't cheat, I strongly despise Unreasonable black!"

After Zhao Bin finished replying, he refreshed Weibo and was pleasantly surprised to find that his comment had received 78 likes.

The bus stopped slowly beside the platform, and Zhao Bin was still reading the message. When he looked up by chance, he suddenly found that he had arrived at the station, and hurriedly shouted: "I'm sorry, please let me go, I want to get off!"

There was a commotion in the crowd, he squeezed back and forth among a bunch of people, and grabbed a heavy schoolbag before he got out of the car.

It was not because the passengers made things difficult for him and refused to give way to him, but because there were too many people, and everyone was sardines compressed in cans.

There are also many people crowded on the platform, this is a very busy bus line.After Zhao Bin got off the bus, he had to walk seven to eight minutes from the bus stop to the gate of the community.

Zhao Bin swiped his phone while walking, and couldn't help but feel happy when he saw more people praising him.When he saw Han Jialin posting on Weibo before, no one liked it when he complained, so he thought it was a big deal.Posting on Weibo is not for the sake of likes, but now every time there is an extra like, Zhao Bin feels as happy as if he has been praised.

The person who said that An Jiyu relied on editing to play basketball seemed to be defeated under the counterattack of the fans. Zhao Bin breathed a sigh of relief, then held the phone in his hand and walked towards home.

Cars come and go on the road, the lights are bright, and the nightlife in this city has just begun. For Zhao Bin, he has walked this way home for three years and is already very familiar with it. But why is his mood so depressed? When I received support from the message, I obviously felt better, but now

Then it went down quickly.

It was as if something important was missing around me, and I was covered from head to toe by an unprecedented sense of loss.

"I don't know if Han Jialin can find Fang Shuyao's home." Zhao Bin said to himself, "He should be able to open a mobile phone navigation."

Do you want to send a WeChat message to remind him that Han Jialin is an idiot, and he might wander around outside Fang Shuyao's house all night without finding a place.

Zhao Bin took out his mobile phone and sent the reminder message, and it didn't take long before he received a reply from Han Jialin: "Thank you brother!"

Sure enough, he couldn't find the place... Zhao Bin smiled helplessly.Fang Shuyao's community is similar to a park, covering a very large area. It is estimated that Han Jialin will have to struggle for a long time to find the right door.

Zhao Bin thought of something again, and sent a sentence: "Talk to people well, don't fight, don't bully people."

Han Jialin replied: "I don't fight or bully, I'm civilized^^"

"Who will believe that you don't bully others." Zhao Bin shook his head and put the phone back in his pocket.

"An Jiyu..." Han Jialin's matter was settled for now, and Zhao Bin thought of An Jiyu again. When he separated from him in the morning, he was at the demolition site not far ahead.

The surrounding high-rise residential areas are full of lights, but the direction of demolition is dark, and only the street lights on the street illuminate it, making it even more deserted.

The closer he was to the construction site, the heavier Zhao Bin's heart became, as if a boulder was tied to his heart. It hurt all over his body, but he couldn't break free. No, he didn't want to break free.

I don't want to give up my liking for An Jiyu, even if this liking will make him feel the pain of being lost in love.

"Broken love?" Zhao Bin laughed self-deprecatingly, "It's not even considered love, so how can it be called broken love?"

Zhao Bin felt that in An Jiyu's heart, he was a friend who could get along well.