June is our farewell song

Chapter 202 The First Night

"What were you talking to Sisi just now?"

"It's nothing, just chatting casually, talking about the college entrance examination."

"Oh? Then what did she say?"

"She has no idea. Anyway, she has no choice."

"It seems to be the same, a person like her."

"A person like her?"

"Yeah, it's different from us."

The branches and leaves of the trees firmly cover the small gate on the edge of the playground like a roof, and the sunlight shines on the ground in spots through the gaps between the green leaves.

They lean on each other and communicate with each other.

Light streamed down from the shade of the trees above them.

Occasionally, the breeze blows and caresses them.

Gu Yuan remained motionless like a rock, staring intently at the runway and the scene in front of him.

He felt that God was revealing to him and was sending him a very important message.The relay runners galloped quickly on the track, their muscles stretched and contracted, and they sweated. This scene was like a painting on the other side of the world, very mysterious.

"Actually, we are different."

Chi Yu's sudden words really startled Gu Yuan.

I don't know when Chi Yu's gaze has shifted to his face, smiling lightly, with the sunlight reflecting in his eyes.

"Eh?"

"Do not you think so?"

"Well... what do you think?"

Gu Yuanhuai replied with a hint of surprise, to be honest, he didn't quite understand what Chi Yu meant by "different".

"It's me and you, we are actually different people."

"Us? Different?"

"Pfft—" Seeing the shocked and bewildered expression on Gu Yuan's face, Chi Yu couldn't help laughing out loud, "Of course it's different, you study science, I study liberal arts, you are a boy, I am Girl, it's different everywhere, if it's the same, wouldn't something go wrong? Why can't you react to this, you're so stupid."

"Ahahahaha..." Gu Yuan didn't know how to answer, so he scratched his temples helplessly.

After finishing speaking, Chi Yu looked away. She looked around at the leaves covering the sky, the crowded crowd beside the runway, and the girl sitting in the shadow under the tree, and then murmured with a little comprehension:
"What a fine day."

Gu Yuan looked at her, his heart beating a little. Suddenly, a cat meowed in his ears. He turned his eyes and found a kitten climbing up the tree along the iron fence beside the playground, and then stepped on the locust tree. Fallen Leaf jumped down, wrapped her body around his feet like a rope, faced the direction of the other side of the fence, and gently swung her tail.

"Is this just called Joey?" Chi Yu asked.

"No, Joey is a black cat, this one is grayer."

"Are they two brothers?"

"That's not clear, but they are often together."

Gu Yuan squatted down slowly, and then gently put his hands behind the cat's head. The gray fur was as soft as cotton, but the muscles at the back of its neck were tense, and its heart was beating hard , as if he had just been frightened by something.

"so cute."

The gray cat looks very friendly to people. Its forehead kept rubbing against Gu Yuan's palm. Chi Yu reached out to touch it, but as soon as she got close, the gray cat stood up and trotted through the small door next to it. After going out, he disappeared without a trace.

"It's strange, only Joey treats the Literature Club as his own home. Although this cat always hangs out with Joey, he never comes in and doesn't have any contact with us. Only Jiang Lu often feeds him cat food. .”

Gu Yuan's voice carried a trace of inconceivable aftertaste. At this moment, there was a tsunami of cheers from the side. It turned out that the relay race was over, and they were too busy chatting and didn't care about the race at all.Seeing Qi Yu approaching him angrily, Gu Yuan suddenly felt the pressure on his head start to increase.

"Gu—Yuan—"

She arrived first before the person arrived. She was worthy of being the girl Wang Xifeng compared herself to, even the way she appeared on the stage was exactly the same.

Then, Gu Yuan's calf was kicked firmly.

"Pain...pain!"

"Aren't you alive and kicking?! Why don't you participate in the competition! Ziqiu has to play with his feet like that. If you can replace him, he won't be like this! Why don't you participate in the competition? Awards are meaningless, Chi Yu, talk about him!"

"puff--"

Looking at Gu Yuan who was scolded by Qi Yu but didn't dare to speak out and had to talk about him from left to right, Chi Yu couldn't help laughing.

Regarding the follow-up memory of that day, it was as if his thinking had been cut off, without any images.

It was already night when it was lit up again, and because there was no late self-study, Gu Yuan walked to the school history hall alone.This area is in the northwest corner of the school, and there is no one nearby, only two street lights that look a little dim from a few meters away.Looking up, you can see the hillside behind the school history museum. In fact, it is just a small hill, but under the black sky, it still gives people a very huge feeling.

A little closer was a dark forest of miscellaneous trees.

The door was closed but not locked, and through the glass one could see a light in one of the rooms inside.

Gu Yuan felt a little uneasy in his heart, hesitating whether to go in, he stood at the door for a while, and suddenly found another person under the streetlight not far away, that person was wearing a hat, his face was covered by a shadow, this kind of thing is not unusual at all The attire suddenly heightened his tension.

"Who is he?"

This question kept circling in Gu Yuan's mind.

But at this moment, the question was immediately interrupted.

The man took off his hat. Although it was a distance away, his face was clearly seen by Gu Yuan under the light of the street lamp. Even though the years had left obvious marks on his face, Gu Yuan still took a look recognized him.

The photo of the man who appeared in Qingsi newspaper clippings, the reporter who disappeared for many years.

Zhang Yun.

To see him in this kind of place at such a time, Gu Yuan suddenly felt that everything around him was like an unreal phantom...

The person who had been searching for so long and hadn't been found appeared in front of him so easily.

But how to speak?

As if realizing that he was being stared at, Zhang Yun looked towards Gu Yuan. The thin-haired man stared at him with some surprise, and then walked over here.

"Student, is this the school history museum?"

Asking for directions?
Gu Yuan nodded subconsciously.

"Then, Mr. Guan Zhongting, do you work here?"

"What are you doing with him?"

"That means he works here?"

After a word of exchange, they fell into a passive state, and Gu Yuan couldn't help becoming a little anxious.

"Are you Zhang Yun?"

"Ok?"

As if he hadn't expected it at all, the man with thinning hair took half a step back, and then seriously looked at the 17-year-old boy in front of him, but he didn't answer the boy's question.

"Are you the reporter who published a report when the school moved ten years ago, but was eventually withdrawn for some reason, Zhang Yun?"

As he spoke, Gu Yuan's voice gradually calmed down. He stared at Zhang Yun's face, trying to see some clues from that face with obvious signs of aging.

"You know me?" The man's face was full of doubts, and there was a little anxiety mixed with the doubts.

"Yeah." Gu Yuan nodded again, looked into Zhang Yun's eyes, and said, "Not only do I know you, but I've been looking for you recently."

"Looking for me?" Zhang Yun still didn't understand what Gu Yuan meant. He had been a reporter for many years, and judging from the age of the young man in front of him, when his report was published, this boy should have been A young child.

"Yes, I'm looking for you. I want to know what happened to the literature club of Nanhua High School back then, and what kind of relationship that incident has with you."

This sudden topic made Zhang Yun feel a little overwhelmed.

"You? Are you...why?"

He took a deep breath to calm down.

He tried to think about the situation in front of him. There was no official report on the accident at that time, so there should not be many people who could know the incident ten years ago. After so long, they can still know so clearly. School-going children are even rarer.Unless, he learned this information from unofficial channels, then that is to say...

"Where did you know this?" A figure appeared in Zhang Yun's mind, but he still asked.

"We collected it ourselves."

"you?"

Zhang Yun was even more surprised. Was there a group of students who were interested in that incident back then?
(End of this chapter)