Midsummer, the high school entrance examination is coming as scheduled.
Chu also performed normally, Wen Yiheng was separated from her, no more, no less.
Chu Yi was extremely grateful that he scored three points more than the person behind him.
There are two key classes in the new level of the attached high school, taking the top 50 in the city, using round jumping, the first place is in the first class, the second is in the second class, the third is in the second class... and so on, until the top 50 people are divided up. .
After the high school entrance examination, it was a two-month long summer vacation.
Chu Yi's parents took her on a trip for a month, and when they returned home, Chu Yi bought back her high school textbooks. She basically finished reading the first issue.
It seems that two months of isolation have passed, until September, the high school reported.
The new school uniform of the attached middle school has arrived. It is black and white. It is a little bigger when I wear it. I have tidied it up at the beginning. I look at myself in the mirror with a ponytail. The collar of the school uniform is very clean. The exposed forehead is clean and beautiful, but the face is still the same. He was as indifferent as ever, with his eyes lowered, making it impossible to see his emotions.
In the crowd, a person who is invisible at a glance and has no sense of presence.
It's just that she changed the headband, a light crimson one, which fell on the girl's shiny black hair like a swirling flying flower.
It was too late at the beginning.
Half of the class is already in the classroom, noisy and uproarious.
Chu Yi hesitated at the door for a moment, and finally stepped in.
Almost bumped into a tall boy who was going out.
"I'm sorry." Chu Yi stood still and didn't speak... Suddenly seeing his face clearly, he froze in place.
She raised her face and stared blankly at him.
Just not seen for two months.
Chu also suddenly remembered that when we first met two years ago, she said, "I am taller than you."
After two years, now, looking at each other again, she stiffened her neck and saw the boy's clear black eyes just now.
Wen Yiheng hid the faint smile in his eyes.
"Yiheng." The boy behind caught up, hooked his shoulders, and glanced at Chu Yi, before Wen Yiheng could speak, Chu Yi squeezed the belt of his schoolbag, panicked, and entered the door as if fleeing.
"Who is it?" The boy stared at Chu Yi's back.
Wen Yiheng replied lightly, "My classmate."
The boy smiled, "I know, that's not my classmate too."
Not from this class, how could he come in at this time.
Wen Yiheng: "It's not yours."
There was a strange feeling in the boy's heart. Before he could think about the strange feeling, Wen Yiheng had already left the classroom first. The boy immediately threw away his thoughts and ran after him, "Brother Heng, wait for me."
In their middle school, not many people came to the attached middle school, and even fewer came to this key class.
Except for Chu Yi and Wen Yiheng, there are only two or three people left. They were not in the same class in junior high school, and except for meeting in the examination room, they basically had no communication.
There are only Chu Yi and him in the same class.
Wen Yiheng was seated in the back row. He didn't seem to grow any taller after entering high school. Compared with his height in the second year of junior high school, he was only a centimeter or two taller.
There was more than half a classroom between the two of them, and there was no chance to sit in the front and back rows.
As far as junior high school is concerned, life in high school is not much different from life in junior high school.
Learning has never been a difficult task for her. She doesn't care about the changes in the external environment. Time passes day by day, except for the boring study. The class starts slowly, and a couple of little mandarin ducks are formed, either overtly or secretly. .
Obviously, the parents were called, and together with the school, they resolved it as soon as possible.
Dark, living in the narrow eyes of classmates, very obscure, breakfast before morning self-study, after evening self-study, secretly holding hands hidden in the dark, secretly growing sweetness.
I also saw it at the beginning.
She thought, these naturally have nothing to do with her.
Rejection, no, envy, but it can't be said.
Maybe, that day, the heroine became Wen Yiheng, maybe she would show a horrible face distorted by jealousy.
Time flies.
Fortunately, neither she nor Wen Yiheng became the protagonists in the love story.
The second year of high school arrived as scheduled.
Both chose science.
Towards the end of the first year of high school, the class schedule for the second year of high school has already come out ahead of time. Through the screen, Chu Yi's mind is in a mess. For the first time, he has insomnia, and when he goes to school, his eyes are black and blue.
"Staying up late to write questions again?" The deskmate was a boy with thick bottle cap glasses, joking with her, but his tone didn't sound like a joke.
Chu Yi pursed his lips and did not speak.
During physical education class, she sat under the tree and looked at the floating clouds in the sky, calm
An orange basketball gurgles and rolls to his feet.
Chu Yi's legs were curled up, his eyelashes were drooping, he didn't look this way, the footsteps approached, but they didn't go far away, and quietly stopped at the same place.
Chu Yi raised her eyes, was stunned, and looked away again, resting her chin on her knees, the thick eyelashes cast shadows on her pale face, the blackness was particularly obvious, against her dark eyes, deep, she His lips were tightly pressed together, as usual, restrained and distant, as if he was repelling anyone from approaching him.
Wen Yiheng held the ball, under the shadow of the tree, cast a slender shadow of the boy.
He also remained silent.
A gust of wind blew by, and Chu Yifa felt a familiar yet unfamiliar touch. Just for a moment, she raised her eyes in surprise, and she disappeared. In her sight, there was Wen Yiheng's slender back, holding the ball, and going away a little bit.