June is our farewell song

Chapter 175 We Are Still Young

The job of hooking the line is almost finished, and only a small half of it is Qi Yu's credit, which is not the same as what was agreed at the beginning, but this girl has been a little absent-minded since she came here today, her eyes are empty, always To the glass cabinet door on the desk,

Qing Si piled up the manuscript papers that had been drawn on the table, like a small valley, the ravines were clearly visible under the light, but there was darkness that could not be seen to the bottom.She picked out a few of them that she was sure had no problems, and carefully placed them on a corner of the table.

Qingsi saw the book "The Little Prince" placed under a large pile of exercise books. On the cover, the little prince was squatting on a small silver planet, looking at his roses.

Ritual, says the fox, is what makes one day different from other days, one hour from another.

Qing Si suddenly thought, if there is some kind of ceremony today, even if it's as simple as just her doing a not-so-special pose, it doesn't matter even if there are no lights, no sound, and no busy photographers .

At least it can make this day a little bit different, so that when he accidentally recalls it many years later, there is nothing stagnant except for a blank space without a trace.

Gu Yuan pushed in a big cardboard box, filled with Wen Jin's waste drawing paper, the setting sun cast a slanted shadow through the thin window screen of the balcony, and Chopin's narrative poem filled the room through the bluetooth speaker The tranquility of summer that is different from winter.

Feng Ziqiu, who went upstairs confidently, stood at the door with a little panic at the moment. When Gu Yuan entered the door, he greeted him friendly, which was completely different from the military drill in his mind. Logical rhetoric, but it was useless, because the first second he stepped into the door, he was expulsed out of the country by Qi Yu.

Although strictly speaking, this place should not belong to this young lady's territory, but it was clear that Qing Si couldn't say much with the plate of orange pancakes outside the window.After all, naughty thoughts and gossip are the nature of human beings carved into their DNA. I have heard about the female voice Qing Si who came out on Gu Yuan's phone today at work. She stood on the same front as her best friend without hesitation.

So poor Feng Ziqiu didn't even get a chance to explain even though he had "justified reasons".

Qing Si sorted out the drawings and opened the drawer of the desk. On the first floor was a mess of fashion magazines, with one or two large posters sandwiched between them.Although she has always shown that she focuses on the improvement of literary literacy, she is a girl in her early 16s and under 17 years old. Rather than saying that she doesn't care about her appearance, it is better to say that she secretly hides her attention up.

Almost stuffed... She blinked and pulled the second layer.

This layer is full of exercise books and some small notes, the top one is still open, it says:

"I am the only one, you are the only one, and we are all the only one. All living beings are just an excuse for mediocre people to masturbate, and the vast world is the sky that you and I chase after. Lao Zhuang likes to be a turtle, Tao Shengle is a flower farmer, I am not Their disciples, what good is it to be a hermit? If it is mine, we must firmly hold on to it, and if it is not mine, we must try to win it. Not to mention being famous forever, at least occupy a few seats in the Baidu search bar! As Nietzsche said: Why am I so smart..."

"Eh? What is this? Did you write it, Sisi?"

Coincidentally, Qi Yu, who had been wandering in Taixu for almost 10 minutes, suddenly turned his attention, and his purple grape-like eyes found the diary openly spread out in the drawer. The spirit of gossip was instantly high, and he immediately moved over excitedly.

"Ah? Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

But before she had time to see what was written on it, Qing Si yelled and covered the drawer with both hands and her whole body, her face was as red as the red Fuji apple in Gu Yuan's hand, and the next scene was It is a scene like an eagle catching a chick, two girls circle around a small drawer one after the other.

Gu Yuan leaned against the bed and sat on the ground, took a bite of an apple leisurely, then suddenly thought of something, took out another one from the cardboard box beside him, rolled it to the door, the apple hit the door panel and made a sound With a soft sound, a hand poked out from behind the door, grabbed the apple and disappeared.

Something seemed to scratch the neck. Gu Yuan looked back and found that it was a literary magazine under the pineapple pillow, called "Clivia Talk", a magazine with a strange name.

His heart moved, and he couldn't help raising his eyebrows. He had a deep impression on this magazine. Apart from the strange name, it was also one of the very few magazines that printed his words.I glanced at the date on the cover, it was not the latest, but quite old, that is, the issue where the article he published was printed... The cover is very old, it can be seen that it has been turned over many times, but it is well preserved Still in good condition, no damage, just a little bit of warping and discoloration.

Gu Yuan pinched one corner of it, and looked at it through the aging light of the sunset, breathing slowly, with the corners of his mouth slightly upturned.

"I want to know how long a meteor can fly."

The first sentence made Gu Yuan's arms covered with goosebumps, he immediately closed the magazine, then carefully put it back under the pillow, pressing it with the soft and elastic "pineapple", like a seal It's like an unbearable history.

In the blink of an eye, more than two years have passed. At that time, I was still laughing and looking forward to the future in the classroom of junior high school, doing some endless daydreams.At that time, there was no pressure. Gu Yuan belonged to the kind of guy who could be admitted to a key high school casually, so he just laughed wantonly all day long, and continued to brew his long and lengthy literary journey.

But now it is no longer as easy as it used to be. At least the two girls in front of him and the two guys in the study next door are much more talented than him. It is pressed to the front, but it has already demonstrated its sense of existence-not long ago, Gu Yuan had just tasted a small slap in the face, but this was only the beginning.

Can the literary road continue?

do not know.

Gu Yuan swallowed the apple that had been chewed to the point where it no longer tasted sweet, and looked at the two girls who were still fighting for a drawer not far away, lost in thought.

It seemed that Qi Yu had finally seized the opportunity to snatch the diary, and was holding his hands up high while laughing and reading, while Qing Si could only keep jumping beside him because of his height disadvantage, trying to get it back, but he couldn't get it back. No supplement.

I don't even know how long this kind of joking and joking daily life will last. Sister Zifeng, who seldom appears in the literature club after entering the third year of high school, is a microcosm. It's hard to say how many people in that activity room can still come as scheduled every week.

"Dream! It's not just a topic for great people to talk about! We..."

"No! Yes! Read! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

"call--"

Gu Yuan let out a very light breath.

These two guys are really energetic. They have been busy for a whole afternoon and didn't take much rest in the middle, and now they are still so angry about a diary.But from this point of view, Qing Si said last time that she went to the hospital for an examination and found that nothing happened. It is true that there is nothing wrong with her body, and ordinary people don't have such energy.

He grinned slightly and smiled quietly.

But thinking of Chi Yu again, there was a faint, silent bitterness in that smile.

What are you hiding from me...

Also, if the liking was really due to the similarity at the beginning, then now, is that liking for "Chi Yu" or the real Chi Yu?

Gu Yuan still couldn't think of an answer.

The setting sun has sunk below the horizon, and the city is beginning to show its prosperity and grandeur.Qing Si finally took back her diary, hugged her tightly in her arms and sulked, while Qi Yu stood opposite her, looking at her with a wicked face.After Gu Yuan finished eating the apples, the scene described by Feng Ziqiu appeared in his mind.

"Malicious guy".

Could it be Ye Jun's group again?
It doesn't make sense, didn't Lu Chen say that he went to the hospital?

And the last time the trouble happened, he and Lu Siyao were completely torn apart. With that guy's personality, it's unlikely that he would stick to it to find it uncomfortable.

No, I think what this is for...

Gu Yuan patted his forehead lightly with his hand, and said that he couldn't think about it, why did he turn back again.

Sunset is really a wonderful moment. In the subtle light and shadow of the sunset, people's thoughts are always easy to radiate, and reality and fantasy will become indistinguishable.

Wen Jin and Ziqiu's voices came from outside the door. Although it wasn't a quarrel or a competition, Wen Jin's energetic and proud voice quickly gained the upper hand.

Qi Yu seemed to continue to open the drawers to search for Qing Si's essays, but the president blushed and blocked the row of drawers with his body, as if he was defending his last dignity with his life.

What will the future hold?
Gu Yuan heard his own voice echoing softly in his mind, and then slipped his hand, and the finished apple fell on the T-shirt. Fortunately, it was black, but it also left a sticky mark.

"Haha, hahahaha..."

He couldn't help laughing, and the other four people looked over and looked at him like a fool.

Gu Yuan didn't say anything, just continued to laugh, but the other four guys couldn't help laughing after seeing him laughing all the time.

So it became five fools laughing together.

Whatever the future.

We are still very young.

(End of this chapter)