I have time

On the first day of the second semester of the second year of high school, Yi Chengfeng stepped on the switch at [-]:[-] p.m. and walked into the classroom. He habitually glanced at Yan Yu's position, thinking that he was hallucinating from the torture of English listening, and slammed the earphones off.

"Xiao Yan? Why are you here?"

His first reaction was that something happened to Yan Yu's unreliable mother, which made him homeless and had to take refuge at school.

Yan Yu raised his head from the practice book and smiled back at him, "I'm here for self-study at night, the exam is coming soon, I need to work harder."

Yi Chengfeng had an expression of 'I don't believe you're talking nonsense here', "You can pass the average entrance of Lianhua University with random exams, and even the recommended places for Meichuan University of Technology are not uncommon, so you need to work hard here Hold on to self-study?"

"Well, try your best, hold nothing back, have no complaints or regrets." Yan Yu pointed to the oath on the fingerboard newspaper, which was well-founded.

The extra three hours of evening self-study is indeed a lot of hard work for Yan Yu. Although he reads books and does the same thing at home, he can lie down and relax for a while when he is tired. Now he sits in the classroom for 13 hours every day. It often makes his lumbar spine hurt so that he can't sleep well at night.

Time is really running out. After passing the four-model exam at the end of March, the weather is gradually getting warmer. It seems that the eucalyptus trees all over the world bloomed overnight. It is almost the most beautiful time of the year in Meichuan.

If it wasn't for bad weather, Yan Yu didn't intend to add burden to Zheng Hai, and went home with the classmates who were on the way every night, and there was Yi Chengfeng who was barely on the way around the bend.

"Let's go, go back early and you can rest at home for a while." Yi Chengfeng ran over and knocked on his desk, pinching the school bell at 04:30.

Yan Yu waved his hands to his fellow students, "Go first, I won't be going home for dinner tonight."

"Where are you going to eat if you don't go home, come home with me?"

"I'm going to skip school."

"what?"

"Playing truant, what's your expression, don't you often do this?"

Yi Chengfeng managed to push back the eyeballs that fell out, and smiled in shock, "Tell me, where do you want to escape?"

Yan Yu has already steered the wheelchair out of the seat, "I'm going back to the glass factory to have a look, the pagoda tree flowers on that road should already be in bloom."

"Do you think I'll let you go?" Yi Chengfeng blocked his way.

"So I'm trying to pull you in as an accomplice now, you take me there."

The two left the school gate, hailed a taxi and went straight to the direction of the old glass factory Meichuan Fourth Elementary School.

"If Mr. Wang finds out that you are missing, will he rush to call the police?"

"I asked the teacher for leave and said that I would not study by myself tonight."

Yi Chengfeng raised his eyebrows, "You are very courageous, kid, if your family members find out and confront the teacher, wouldn't you be very passive?"

"My family won't find out." Yan Yu pursed his lips and smiled, even if he didn't come home after school time, probably only his aunt would find out, his mother... probably didn't know what time he left school.

The students had already left the school, and the school gate showed a rare quietness.Yi Chengfeng once brought Yan Yu here to play when he was a child. At that time, the campus management was not so strict. Yan Yu followed him in and took a look around. He lay down at the window and saw the rows of desks and chairs in the classroom with extreme envy.

"I won't let you in now, are you hungry? Let's go eat something first."

Yan Yu pointed to the mobile vending cart on the side of the school gate, "I want to eat that, you said you often came here to buy food when you were young?"

"It's different, do you really want to eat it?" Yi Chengfeng glanced at the sales truck. When he was a child, the trucks were not so beautiful, and they sold snacks and toys to fool children. Now they look much cleaner. It is still a chain brand of foreign fast food with some Oden skewers.

It may not be very healthy, but it's okay to eat once in a while.

Yi Chengfeng bought him a hamburger set, and he chose a box of slightly spicy skewers and a bottle of purified water.

"I'll change it with you. You drink water, and give me iced Coke."

They ate on stone tables and chairs near the roadside, and the late spring wind blew off the buds that were just blooming on the old locust tree nearby.

A petal landed on the hamburger in Yan Yu's hand. He stared at it for a while, and without picking it off, he directly bit into his mouth.

"Is it sweet? When we were young, we often climbed trees to eat Sophora japonica, and my mother also used it to make dumplings, which are very delicious."

There are many pagoda trees in Meichuan, and there are also in the campus of the Experimental Middle School, but none of them are as thick and dense as the glass factory.During the blooming season, the rain of Sophora japonica flowers falls like snow, which is so beautiful that it cannot be described.

The real Meichuan people don't know much about romance, so many intentional falling flowers are served on the table before chasing the flowing water.

Taking advantage of his inattention, Yan Yu took out a piece of fish tofu dripping with red oil from the paper box and stuffed it into his mouth, the bright red spicy soup stained his lips.

"Eat less of that, it's not nutritious, I want to eat this—" Yi Chengfeng picked out a chicken skewer and handed it to him, seeing that he was so hot that he burst into tears and couldn't help laughing, "Come on, let me help you with water It won't be so spicy after a while."

After eating, it was already dark, Yan Yu pointed to a road to the east, "You used to take this road home after school, right? That's why I haven't seen you before."

The terrain of Meichuan is generally undulating, high in the west and low in the east, so the two parallel roads from Sixiao to the glass factory area and from Sixiao to the old house of Yan's family have a slight slope.

"Come with me to the 17th building. I haven't been back for a long time." Yi Chengfeng pointed to the road leading to the family area.

"Okay, let's compete to see who gets to the traffic lights ahead first." After Yan Yu finished speaking, he pushed the wheelchair down the slope without waiting for Yi Chengfeng's response, at a not-so-slow speed.

Yi Chengfeng raised his legs and chased after him, "Hey! Be careful—"

The wind passed by the boy's ears, taking away the troubles accumulated in time, and flying towards the hopeful and longed-for future.

On the journey of losing your legs, there is still a person who is willing to run with you.

"The pagoda tree flowers on the road outside your window always bloom the earliest and the most beautiful."

The tender bean seedlings are still emerald green, and the same window is still glowing with warm yellow lights.And the little boy on the Qingshiban road has grown up, with a more beautiful and handsome face than before, and the Sophora japonica flower with soft moisture seems to remember him, and sprinkles his head and shoulders affectionately.

Yi Chengfeng suddenly had an illusion of going back in time, as if he saw the little Yan Yu who came to say goodbye to him from another perspective. He was alone without receiving a response, and finally left sadly.

The scolding of the young mother and the low voices of the children arguing could be heard from the window, like an endless cycle in a space-time tunnel.

If everything can be done again... Yi Chengfeng thought to himself, "If everything can be done again, I will come out to see you off that day." Thinking in his heart, he has already said it.

The moment Yan Yu turned his head to look at him, his astonishment was fleeting.

He immediately burst into a big smile, without any regret or resentment.

"The kid inside seems to be a little better than you were back then." After all, there was only reprimand and no fight.

"Maybe his mother is more...soft-hearted."

Yan Yu shook the watch on his wrist, this is the one he gave back then, "Why did your mother let you wear this later?"

"Let's be honest," Yi Chengfeng fiddled with the watch in his hand, "You really beat me for stealing when you were my mother? He knew I wouldn't do that kind of thing. It's probably because I provoked you." The young master of a rich family is overconfident, and the dignity of the poor has some low self-esteem, I say it's not good, that's it."

"I'm not now, and I won't be in a long time." Yan Yu seemed anxious to get rid of himself, to draw a clear line with the exploiting class, we don't have the kind of obstacles your mother thinks, can we be friends, right?

Yi Chengfeng rubbed the top of his head, "Yes, that's it, what does it matter. Then why do you have a piece that is exactly the same?"

"I thought this was very useful, so I bought another one with my pocket money, and then this one is no longer available."

For pocket money, Yi Chengfeng curled his lips into a smile and said that he is not rich!

Leaving Building 17, Yan Yu went around a street and insisted on going back to Yan's old house to have a look, Yi Chengfeng didn't really want to bring him to touch the scenery but couldn't help him.

The once quaint red brick building has been remodeled with a gate and facade, turning it into a milky white European-style western-style house with a completely new look.

Some evergreen plants were transplanted in the yard, and the fence half-hid the view of the outside world, and a few fruit trees were planted here and there.

The original climbing vines have been shoveled away, only the black filigree iron branch fence on the outer wall still retains its former appearance.

The small building was completely dark with lights, and it didn't look like there were people living there. Yan Yu had been looking outside for a while and had no intention of leaving. falling flowers.

On the quiet street, the branches and leaves of the locust tree are like a cover, and the street lamps drag the handsome figure of the young man in the light. In the darkness behind him, there is a thin shadow of the boy in white, like a contrasting picture. Spread out in the thick night.

"I don't know who took the house back then, and it doesn't seem to live here."

"I lived there for a few years, I've seen the lights inside." Yi Chengfeng threw small stones. After Yan Yu's family moved out, he passed by here many times intentionally or unintentionally, and there was no piano that fell from the second floor. There is no such thing as a boy who climbed out of the fence as nimbly as a kitten.

Yan Yu pushed the wheelchair close to the iron gate, and raised his hand a few times before he could reach the crossbar above, "It's that tree, you fell from it... When I saw you for the first time, I turned over from here from……"

Yan Yu grasped the railing tightly and pulled himself up from the wheelchair. He almost used all his strength, the veins on the back of his hands protruded, and his thin lips were pursed into a straight line.Because he couldn't control himself to straighten his knees, he almost fell to his knees, and finally he tremblingly grasped the railing and stood still.

"Little Yan..."

Yi Chengfeng patted his butt and jumped up from the ground, striding to stand beside him.

"It's right here," Yan Yu turned his eyes to look at him, with moonlight and stars in his eyes, and a bottomless lake emerged, "Brother Feng, if there is any railing between you and me in the future, I will never be able to climb over again." ..."

The faint smile on his face pinched Yi Chengfeng's heart so hard that his heart skipped a beat.

"Come here—" Yi Chengfeng held his arm and slowly moved it to his shoulder, letting him lean against him like he did many times before, and then he opened his arms around Yan Yu and hugged him tightly inside.

Volume Three: Six Years Later