The feeling of parting that the principal's boring speech at the coming-of-age ceremony failed to evoke, but on the day of the school day, it began to gurgling.
The third year of high school is still a grade that is "specially treated", and there is no need to prepare for anything, just watching the juniors and juniors of the first and second high school eagerly prepare for the school celebration arrangement, the school celebration charity sale, and the school celebration program.
"Why didn't we have so many activities for our school celebration last year!" Zhang Ke was sour.
Chen Yingying: "This year is the 70th anniversary, so of course it has to be done with great fanfare."
"Hey, why are we so miserable..."
Even though they were still in the school, the school seemed to regard them as outsiders.
It's true that I'm leaving school soon.
Young people are not good at facing parting, and they express some emotions that they don't know how to relieve by complaining and complaining.
Fortunately, the school left half a cent of kindness and allowed the senior year to participate in the bazaar on the afternoon of the school celebration.
So the students took the opportunity to clear their "inventory" and donated the things they didn't need to charity sales. Most were brand new exercise books that were bought without a word written, and there were gadgets piled up in classrooms and dorms that I didn't know what to do with.
There are a lot of things piled up on the booths of every high school class.
All are heavy memories.
A group of classmates had taken advantage of the advantageous location beside the boulevard long ago. When the charity sale started, they immediately shouted to attract customers, attracting many people to watch.
"This skirt is so beautiful." A girl picked up the skirt on the table and gestured to herself, "Huh? Why is the size so big..."
"Sorry, this is mine." Guo Zhixiong scratched his head awkwardly.
"..." The girl put down her skirt silently.
Han Meng took out an identical pair: "My size is smaller than his, do you want to take mine? It should be fine to wear it as a long skirt."
The girl took a step back silently.
It is not uncommon for women's clothing bosses to be uncommon, but I have never seen a class of women's clothing bosses.
"It's not what you think... This is the clothes for our class's garden party last year. I only wore it once." Han Meng explained.
Chen Yingying: "Are you sure you will wear it once?"
"... Well, I admit, I wore it a few times at home. Oh no, monitor, why didn't you sell it? Do you want to keep it for yourself?"
Chen Yingying raised her head: "Can't you? Didn't you say I dress nicely?"
Han Meng was stunned: "Do you still remember?"
"I have a good memory, not like some people." Chen Yingying mumbled, "He also said that he would take me into a university, forget it when he wakes up, and don't ask me..."
Jiang Yao came over with a bag of books, threw it on the booth table, picked up the collar and fanned: "After cleaning up for a long time, I didn't even know that I had so many messy books, it's really heavy, Lao Han, you... how are you... Is it? Your face is so red?"
Han Meng turned his head: "I hate it, don't look at me."
Then he gritted his teeth: "Brother Yao, help take a look at the booth."
"Okay, what are you doing?"
"I have something to do with the monitor." Han Meng took Chen Yingying's hand and left, but Chen Yingying said nothing and let him hold her.
"Why are they both so weird?" Guo Zhixiong wondered.
"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask." Jiang Yao took out his books and arranged them, grabbed the bag, turned around and walked back, and suddenly, a person came into his arms.
Yin Che rubbed his forehead and glared at him.
The milk is fierce and the milk is fierce.
Jiang Yao was so cute by him that he blew his forehead and took the thing in his hand: "Didn't you say I'll come back and get it for you? Just wait for me in the bedroom."
"Not much, I can handle it."
The contents of Yin Che's bag are not books, but some small handicrafts he made. It is not very exquisite, but it is considered a rarity in the charity fair. As he put it on the table, a passing student exclaimed, "This is... what Yin Che did?"
Jiang Yao sold it with a smile: "Yeah, my boyfriend is ingenious, right? Do you want to buy one? Give you a couple price."
The passing students were embarrassed: "We are not a couple..."
Jiang Yao: "I misunderstood. The couple refers to me and my boyfriend. We sell it together, so it's called the couple price."
"… "
"Do you want to be shameless?" Yin Ze just came over and held Bai Yuwei, "What is there to publicize, a relationship needs to be known to everyone? Do you understand low-key?"
Other students: "Low-key and holding hands..."
"What's your business? She's my girlfriend! Can't sign a hand?"
Bai Yuwei was speechless, let go of his hand, and bent over to look at the handmade gadgets on the table: "Wow, well done."
Yin Che: "Which one do you want, I'll give it to you."
"No, no, I'll buy it. Anyway, if the money is going to be donated, it's a good deed. Let me see... Hey, this bracelet is well-knitted, I'll wear it."
Yin Che picked it up and handed it to her, but Yin Ze took it away first: "Change it to someone else."
Bai Yuwei frowned: "You don't have to buy it, why don't you let me try it?"
Yin Che was a little surprised, Bai Yuwei usually looks gentle and gentle, but she also has such a strong side.
Yin Ze struggled for a while, and chose the latter between saving face and not making his girlfriend angry, and muttered softly: "The surnamed Jiang also has one in his hand, you... don't marry him."
Bai Yuwei understood: "You said it earlier, I just didn't pay attention, so forget it."
Yin Ze was happy again: "but my brother did a really good job. You can look at the others. I'll buy you what you want."
It was really eaten to death. Yin Che thought to himself. Perhaps only a girl like Bai Yuwei who knows how to do both hard and soft can conquer his proud and naive younger brother.
Bai Yuwei finally picked a wool felt kitten and a wooden pen holder, insisted on paying by herself, and gave 50 yuan.
"Your brother is quite obedient to her." When the two of them left, Jiang Yao smiled, "This is what a man looks like."
Yin Che: "What's it like?"
Jiang Yao: "Like me, I love my wife."
As soon as Yin Che raised his leg, Guo Zhixiong and Zhang Ke immediately used their bodies to protect some objects on the booth: "Brother Che! If you want to fight, please go far! Don't hurt the innocent!"
"… "
More than half of the time for the charity sale, most of the items in the booths of the first class were also sold. Not only students at the school came to buy, but many alumni who returned to the school to participate in the celebration also bought a lot, purely as a souvenir.
"Eight hundred six... Eight hundred eight..." Zhang Ke counted the cash in the box, "I make a lot of money, but unfortunately it can't be used as a class fee."
Yin Che: "This is to be donated, you can't take it."
"I know, just kidding."
"Yeah." Yin Che looked back, frowning at the things on the table.
Jiang Yao noticed: "What's wrong?"
"These can't be sold... are they too ugly?"
Jiang Yao nodded: "It's really not as good as the ones sold."
Zhang Ke: "... Brother Yao, it's really a miracle that you can catch Brother Che."
"Of course, you don't know how much suffering I have suffered." Jiang Yao didn't realize it, and continued, "Don't worry, I have a way to sell these."
Yin Che: "What can I do?"
Jiang Yao: "I'll take the ones I made and sell them together. In comparison, yours look much better."
"… "
Zhang Kebi liked it: "This idea is absolutely brilliant."
"I'll be right back." Jiang Yao picked up the bag and walked to the dormitory building.
The boulevard was not far from the dormitory building, he took big steps and quickly left the noise behind him.
Back in the dormitory, he casually took some handmade gadgets from his bookshelf and threw them into the bag, regardless of whether they would be damaged or not.
- It was tattered anyway.
After tying up the bag, he turned around and was about to leave, when Yu Guang suddenly caught a glimpse of some small things scattered under Yin Che's bed.
Jiang Yao squatted down to see, it turned out to be the star that was accidentally knocked over that night.
A few scattered, small and cute.
I thought they were all put back in the jar, but I didn't expect that there were still fish that slipped through the net.
Jiang Yao lay down, stretched out his hand and pulled out the stars. They were basically intact, only one of them was dented, and it should have hit the corner when it fell off the desk.
He tried to restore the corner, but it got more and more concave, and finally the whole star was flattened.
... I'm afraid this hand is not really cursed.
No way, had to take it apart and re-fold it.
One of the things that the little rabbit cherishes cannot be damaged.
Fortunately, although he has poor hands-on ability, his memory is not bad, and he still remembers the star folding method taught by Yin Che before. So I found the head first, opened the stars, and unfolded the strip of paper little by little—
A word suddenly jumped into my eyes.
Then two, three...until the full stop.
Jiang Yao was stunned.
There was a word hidden in it.
He had previously guessed whether Yin Che's little wish could be hidden in these stars, but from this sentence, it seemed that it was not a wish:
"The last final exam, I didn't pass the exam, I don't know if there will be a next time."
The handwriting is beautiful and the writing is steady, but just looking at this sentence is a bit baffling.
Jiang Yao's curiosity jumped up, especially wanting to take apart the rest, but to do so requires permission first, so he sent a message: "I seem to know the little secret in your star. ]
Slightly cunning wording.
Yin Che didn't reply after a minute: [If you know it, you will know it. ]
Meaning, it's okay, can you watch
Jiang Yao immediately took off the star jar on the opposite bookshelf with confidence and boldness, unscrewed the lid, and threw it on the table in a rush, and the stars were scattered.
He dismantled it from the bottom, and sure enough, there was a sentence hidden in every star:
"The last time I gave Aze a birthday present, he didn't want it."
"The last one at the same table, he hates me too."
"I joined the club in the last year, and I am not alone."
"Accompanying my parents for the last year, I want to go home every week, but Azer will be angry."
"The last time I participated in the sports meeting, I wanted to take the first place."
…
According to the timeline, the earliest stars are folded after the final exam at the next higher level.
Jiang Yao scratched it a little, and then he understood what was going on.
After the bastard fainted in the exam and was sent to the hospital that year, he knew that he had only one year left, so he used the method of breaking stars to record all kinds of "last times" in his life.
The little fool who hides all his regrets and sorrows in his heart.
There are too many stars to be dismantled in a while, Jiang Yao wiped his face, and plans to look at a few more recently folded ones and leave. Compared with these past memories, he wants to spend more time cherishing the people in the present.
Another star was taken apart, but this time, it was different from the previous one.
There were only some leftovers in the booth of Class 1, and there were fewer and fewer customers. Zhang Ke was anxious: "Why hasn't Brother Yao come back? The class leader and Lao Han didn't know where they were going, and they didn't come back for a long time... Brother Che , only a few of us are left to depend on each other.”
Yin Che didn't listen to him much, and was slightly ecstatic.
Jiang Yao seems to have seen the content in his stars... a little embarrassed, a little ashamed.
Do you think he is being hypocritical? Nothing to record so many trivial things...
As he was thinking about it, a shadow was cast in front of him.
Zhang Ke was stunned: "Damn, Brother Yao, where did you come from? Do you teleport?"
Jiang Yao didn't answer, and slapped a long strip of paper in his hand "slam!" on the table, face down.
Yin Che was shocked by the movement and looked back at him.
Jiang Yao didn't smile, pursed his lips, his face was cold, and he didn't seem very happy.
Yin Che remembered that he had written some unpleasant words about Jiang Yao during their breakup. Although there are only one or two, it is quite hurtful. Jiang Yao may have seen it, so he is not happy.
"These, I took them apart and folded them again." Jiang Yao said in a deep voice.
Yin Che was startled, not understanding why this trivial matter made him murderous: "Oh..."
Before Jiang Yao finished speaking, he leaned over and approached him, looking directly into his eyes, and said, "Fold one and read the above words again."
Yin Che was stunned.
Immediately realized that what was written on these notes might not be bad words about Jiang Yao, but... worse and more unseen words.
"… don't want."
Jiang Yao leaned closer, stared more tightly, and said in a more ruthless tone: "Dare to write and not read?"
Yin Che turned his head: "Don't force me to kick you."
Zhang Ke heard this sentence, and immediately dodged to the side and hid in Guo Zhixiong's arms: "Brother Che! Show mercy! Don't kick us!"
When Guo Zhixiong heard that Yin Che was going to kick someone, he jumped to the side in fright and almost knocked Han Meng, who had just returned to the booth, into the air.
"Damn it! Go to hell!"
Guo Zhixiong: "I'm sorry, sorry!"
Zhang Ke: "I'm just 'I rely on', what are you two doing? No one is seen for a long time, squad leader, you don't lead by example."
Chen Yingying coughed lightly, her cheeks were pink, as if she was shy, but when she opened her mouth, she was still domineering: "Don't let me idle, Old Wu will come to inspect later."
Said it was an inspection, Wu Guozhong came over with a thermos cup and a small camera, and said with a smile: "Come on, go to the entrance of the boulevard and take a picture for you, the other students are waiting, it's really not easy to find you all. ."
Anyway, there was nothing valuable in the booth, Zhang Ke called for help from the next class to watch for a while, and the group followed Old Wu.
Yin Che was entangled by someone and walked forward with his head down.
"Read this one first, okay?" Jiang Yao was too hard to be soft, spread out his palms, and displayed the content on the Xingxing paper in front of his eyes.
Sure enough, it was all his secret and shameful thoughts.
"Look at it for yourself." Yin Che mixed into the group taking pictures of the class and stood on the far right of the last row, not looking sideways.
Jiang Yao stood beside him, looked at the hand held by Han Meng in the row in front of him, and reached out to hold the hand of the person next to him.
Yin Che's hands froze and did not struggle.
"Actually, you can read it or not, I'm just... I'm so happy." Jiang Yao looked at the camera ahead and smiled, "It feels very unreal, there are a lot of words in here, I've never heard you say it to me, I want to make sure I'm not dreaming."
Yin Che looked at him sideways, just in time to meet the same gaze.
The spring breeze was slightly warm, blowing hairs, the leaves of the plane trees on both sides of the avenue rustled, and the open space they were in was full of sunshine.
Only their faces remained in their eyes.
I ignored the teaching building behind, the hustle and bustle of the campus, the laughter of the classmates, and the teacher's shouting "Three! Two! One!"
"Crack."
All the splendor and beauty are frozen in this moment.
"...you didn't dream."
He didn't dream either, the temperature in his hands was very clear, he caught this person, and this person also kept him.
In the hands of each other, they were holding the few star papers.
There is no "last" on it, only "the first".
"The first time I kissed him, it was just the back of my hand. Why is my heart beating so fast?"
"This is the first time I feel so happy for the New Year. It would be nice if we could meet."
"The first time I held his hand, I didn't want to let go..."
"The first time I was hugged by him, it was so warm, I wanted to smell him."
"This is the first time I want to live like this."
…
All "firsts" begin on a certain day, and all "hes" point to a certain person.
…
"The first time I liked someone, and maybe the only time in my life, his name is Jiang Yao. I think I should always like him until the end of my life."
end.
postscript
The story of Xiaojiang and Cheche came to mind when I was writing the extras of Xiaowang and Brother Yan. I thought it would be finished soon, but the middle two books were written for a year, but the advantage is that there is enough time to think about writing one. What kind of story, I started writing almost in February this year. I wrote nearly 400,000 words for six months. It is the longest and longest book I have written. The writing went very smoothly and there were almost no cards. I liked it when I finished it. , My first article was on the high school campus. I didn't write well. I always wanted to write another article to describe the youthful feeling of the high school campus. I don't know if you felt it in this article. Anyway, I tried my best hhh.
When I wrote Shaowang last year, there didn't seem to be a lot of abo-themed campus texts. At that time, I didn't sign a contract. I wrote and played for myself and produced food for myself, so the settings were quite old-fashioned and casual, which were some of the earliest basic settings of abo and Private settings, no smell, and no popular elements, so these settings are also used in this book, but with the addition of popular elements such as stress disorder, I seem to be an old man qwq trying to catch up with the trend of young people.
Mainly I want to write a sweet campus essay. The theme of Shaowang is "loyalty", and the theme of this article is "principle". I still want to write a love that has nothing to do with abo attributes in the world of abo. At the beginning, everyone was very "principled". For example, Xiao Jiang must find a sweet and soft omega. For example, Cheche refused to let anyone know his secrets. With the development of Xiao Jiang and Cheche's relationship, all these "principles" have been broken, and attributes are not important at all. So, if you like a person, how can there be so many rules and regulations, if you like it, you like it~
But Chuntian feels boring, too plain and ordinary. I hope their relationship can be more unforgettable, so I added some ups and downs to them. I hope they will cherish and trust each other more. At the juncture of life at the age of eighteen, Transform into a more mature and better person. So at a young and ignorant age, they experienced all the situations that led to the separation of lovers: enthusiasm faded, cheating and betrayal, forced by reality, life and death. They have carried all of these, and they have realized how much damage they have caused to each other, so in the future, there will be nothing to separate them.
Thank you very much for the little readers who have been following the serialization. With you, I have the motivation to revise and write better every day. I like the two sons (grandsons?) of Xiao Jiang and Cheche, and I hope you like it too~ Of course there will be extra Yes, take a break for a few days, what messages would you like to see~ I love you! ! ! ?(ε?)))Σ≡=─