June is our farewell song

Chapter 262 Ghost
"...It was in the first year of high school, at the party at your house, you were all in the kitchen, and I stayed in the living room alone, as if I was lying on the sofa and playing with Mario, and then I seemed to see a person standing Not far away, I told you about it right away, but you said it was an illusion, because you didn’t see it after you came out..."

Qi Yu's narration reminded Gu Yuan of the night talk around the stove, it really happened. At that time, a group of people were cooking in the kitchen, and Qi Yu suddenly yelled in the living room, and everyone ran out to see what happened. She was only seen sitting on the sofa with a fruit knife and half an apple, her eyes staring straight.

"Are you sure it's really her? Are you sure you're right?"

After Gu Yuan finished speaking, Qi Yu stared at the photo carefully again, nodded, and immediately shook his head again.

"Not sure, but it feels very familiar."

"I see."

Gu Yuan put away the photos, and Qi Yu's words made Yang Hao's statement a little more believable. Originally, he thought it was just an excuse that that guy came up to him for an unknown purpose, but he didn't expect it to be true. .But in any case, now is not the time to think about these, it is already the end of the period.Although the recent life can be said to be a mess, as long as I get a passable test result, everything will be fine.

Gu Yuan thought so.

But as Murphy's law predicts, if there are two or more possible outcomes for one thing, when you are fully expecting to get the good one, bad things will often happen.

The moment the bell rang for the last exam and he put down his pen, Gu Yuan knew he had failed the exam, but no matter how gloomy his mood was, at least he still had a sliver of hope, just like the protagonist of a novel who is cornered and looking forward to a Miraculous, but unfortunately life is not a novel, even if it is, he is not a protagonist.

The moment he knew the result from Chen Ge, he was no longer anxious or uncomfortable, and returned to a dead silence.

The arrogance and flying in the snow were crushed into powder by the lead-gray marble floor tiles and snow-white walls of the teaching building, and they floated into the snow-covered bushes downstairs and disappeared.Time does not disappear, it moves forward step by step relentlessly, forcing you to make a decision.

After the results were released, Chen Ge formally mentioned to him about giving up writing.

"I know you like it very much and work hard. Although your own conditions are not particularly unique, you are very aura. I don't mean to ask you to give up this path forever, but at least, from now until June, temporarily , give up. Whether it is writing in private or narrating in the examination room. Switch back to the general template, and with your current writing level, it is still very easy to get an upper-middle level score."

After coming out of the office, Gu Yuan wandered aimlessly around the campus, only to find that the surroundings had become dark when he came back to his senses.

He didn't want to go anywhere, and he didn't want to go to the cafeteria to eat, he just wanted to walk like this.The first and second grades of senior high school are already on vacation, and there are only senior high school students left in the entire campus. It is empty, and there are not many people on the road.Unknowingly, he walked near the art building, and judging from the surrounding atmosphere, there was no one here either.

Walking on the lonely stairs and corridors, I occasionally pass by classmates I don't know.

When passing the studio, white light overflows from the interior and shines on the corridor outside.A person who hadn't been here for a long time sat there, holding a piece of paper and rubbing it back and forth on the drawing board, making a rustling sound.

"Eh? You are worrying about such a thing, it's really cheap, you."

Contrary to the imagined reaction, Wen Jin did not show any emotion of sympathy at all, but ruthlessly laughed at him.

"Since it's something you like, stick to it. If you need the support of others to continue, it only means that you don't love it enough. If so, it's really better to give up as soon as possible."

"Then what if you know that if you persevere, there will be no results? Just like you, if you don't have such a high talent in painting, would you still persevere?"

"A high talent? I'm curious, in your eyes, how talented am I?"

Wen Jin leaned on the blank drawing board, turned her head and asked.

"I don't know... probably as high as three or four floors, at least, it's something that most people don't have."

"that's it?"

"What do you mean by that?"

"Is it a high talent that most people don't have?"

"Isn't it? You said just now that you think you can at least enter the top ten in the province in the art exam."

"So what? There are art exams every year, and every province has top ten rankings. There are still so many countries in this world, but how many years does it take to produce a master of painting? I just compare myself with ordinary people. I'm just a little better at some aspects. Although I once fantasized that I could enter the world in comics and draw everything in my heart with a pen when I was young, but the reality is not comics, and I am not a Vatican. Gao. Besides, Van Gogh became famous only after his death.”

Gu Yuan shook his head and did not argue with her.

Liu Qingsi also said similar things. She said that she also wanted to write down the beauty she felt with the pen in her hand, but she couldn't do it, but she believed that there were people in this world who could do it.

What kind of person can do it, Gu Yuan doesn't know.

But it must not be what he is now.

Someone gave him a hard elbow, and Gu Yuan woke up from his heart.

"Hey, what are you thinking? Why don't you talk."

"I'm thinking, if it's not for making achievements in this field, then why do you insist on painting?"

Originally, Gu Yuan thought that Wen Jin would say something passionate, but facing his question, the girl just shook her head.

"I don't know," she paused, then smiled, "Anyway, just keep drawing."

Wen Jin tilted her head to look at him, the expression in her eyes made him unable to understand.

"Continue to draw?"

"Well." The girl showed a confident smile on her face, "I never thought about a life without painting, or I never thought about a life without painting at all. Before I have enough reasons to convince myself to give up, then Just keep drawing. Put in the most effort, study the greatest works, and feel your progress every day. Even if you don’t achieve anything in the end, I won’t regret it, because I never did it because I wanted to succeed I just painted."

Gu Yuan looked up at Wen Jin, her smile was bright, like plum blossoms in the snow, the tender red flowers bloomed in the wind, exuding an elegant fragrance, as if spring had arrived early.

"That's great." Gu Yuan also smiled.

"how about you?"

"Me?" Gu Yuan looked away a little, looking at the sky outside the window, the suburban night is not polluted by city lights, and he can see the bright and clear starry sky, "I don't know either."

"Then be the same as me, just keep writing." Wen Jin lay on the drawing board, and together with him, cast their eyes on the vast starry sky.

Gu Yuan pursed his lips and shook his head with a slight smile.

"No, Wen Jin, we are different."

"It's different."

Gu Yuan couldn't tell.

He felt that he had touched the vein of fate behind this world, but he couldn't see anything clearly in the face of the intricate lines.

Wen Jin didn't ask any more questions, but let out a breath of white air instead, just looking at the night sky.

"How is she?"

"Should be reviewing."

"I'm not asking her, but the one in the hospital. As for the one you mentioned, I know she must be doing well now."

"Liu Qingsi?" Gu Yuan turned his head and glanced at her, "She...is not well, her illness can only be cured by heart and lung transplantation."

"That's it... I want to talk to her more."

"Before you, didn't you still fight against each other? The period before the sports meeting."

"No." Wen Jin shook her head, "She didn't react like that to me because she hated me, you didn't understand."

"What's that for?"

"I don't know, I don't know." Wen Jin crossed his fingers and stretched forward vigorously, performing an amazingly flexible stretch like a cat stretching, "Oh, a girl's mind is best Don't guess~"

Gu Yuan curled his lips, noncommittal.

He looked at the starry sky outside the window, the stars were shining brightly, stretching to the end of the dark world.He always felt that Wen Jin, Liu Qingsi, including Qi Yu, could fly far, far away, and if there were novels to record their stories, they would be those who most resembled the protagonists.And I am just a passerby who is at a loss on the road ahead, I can only silently watch them spread their wings and fly high.

However, in the past six months, he has seen the fragility and confusion of these "protagonists" again and again.Qing Si is like this, Wen Jin is like this, and Qi Yu is also like this.

"Hey, which city do you want to go to? After the college entrance examination." Wen Jin asked him.

"Don't know, BJ? No, it's still Shanghai. What about you?"

"I want to go to Shanghai."

"You like it there?"

"No." Wen Jin smiled, "I've only been there once, when I was a kid, and after that, whether it's training camps or individual lessons, I'm almost always in BJ. Anyway, I don't like it very much, maybe because it's too dry Well, if it doesn’t rain for a month in winter, if you don’t drink water for 1 minute, your throat will feel like it’s going to catch fire.”

Gu Yuan turned his head to look at the girl next to him with piercing eyes and bright face.

"I just want to go there for someone who can't go."

"Who?"

She turned around and poked Gu Yuan on the forehead.

"Not telling you. A man who helped me when I was at my lowest."

So Gu Yuan didn't ask further, he knew that everyone has their own secrets, so there's no need to get to the bottom of it.

"Because, even if you say it, no one will believe it..."

On the contrary, Wen Jin continued as if talking to himself.

"Huh?" Gu Yuan blinked, "Why?"

"Because, she is a ghost."

(End of this chapter)