June is our farewell song

If only time could be frozen.

Not only Qing Si, but Qiu Ling also thought so.

On a certain winter afternoon 11 years ago, Ye Qiuling, who was sitting on a swing in a riverside park, looked at the lake under the snowy sky and uttered the same ravings.

If only time could be frozen.

Freeze a month ago.

Everyone has an idealized life model in their hearts, but they cannot be copied mechanically in reality.The human heart is the most elusive, and it is impossible for other people to act in the beautiful way you envision, even if they are your closest and most trusted people.If you have unrealistic expectations of them because of the impression you first met, then when those ordinary things happen, you will feel betrayed and painful.

That's why so many people think that if life is just like seeing it at first, what is the autumn wind and sad painting fan?

As I said before, for everyone, the beginning and end of a story are different, just like many line segments of different lengths, randomly placed in the dimension of time and space, even in different directions, crossing or paralleling each other .The beginning of one person's story may be the end of another's.

For Chen Ge and the others, Ye Qiuling's story had just begun in her freshman year of high school, and now it was only at the end of the prelude, but for her, the song had already entered its final movement.

Bach, the god of music, has a great work called Orchestral Suite No. 20 in D major. This suite has five movements in total. It takes more than [-] minutes to listen to it completely, and the second movement, Air, is also It is the most famous "Aria on the G String", which only takes up four and a half minutes.But this magnificent suite is nothing more than Bach's prelude to the opera.

a month ago.

"315390284."

Qiu Ling looked at the number on the piece of paper in her hand, and read it softly.

The number in front is fixed, and 0284 is the ranking of the last exam.The examination room where Qiu Ling was assigned was in the classroom of Grade [-] and Class [-], while the others were in the top [-]. When going to the exam, Qiu Ling bid farewell to them at the stairs on the fourth floor with a pencil case, and the others went to Up, she down.

If you want to discuss the most direct driving force for senior high school students, it is probably not the college entrance examination that seems to be very close but is far away, but the relatively frequent mock exams.Which classroom to go to for each exam secretly distinguishes the good from the bad again and again.The classroom on the fifth floor has unwittingly become the existence that everyone yearns for the most. It accommodates the top [-] students in the arts and sciences grade.

After standing at the stairs and waving goodbye to everyone, Qiu Ling rubbed her frozen hands and walked into the classroom downstairs.

It is near the wall. For the exam, the pressure will be less away from the invigilator, so the location is not bad.Half an hour before the start of the exam, the examiner stood on the podium and asked everyone to count the items in the drawers, and put books and other items that had nothing to do with the exam on the podium. Qiu Ling didn't bring anything, so there was no care.

After a while someone taps her on the shoulder.

"Put the books in the drawer on the podium." The oily-haired male examiner looked unhappy.

Qiu Ling lowered her head, and actually saw a 32-carat exercise book in the deepest part of the drawer, probably left behind by the owner of the seat. The girl was taken aback for a moment, and hurriedly took out the book.When she put the exercise book on the podium, she accidentally saw the name Xueru on the title page, the font was small and neat, giving people the impression of being cautious.

Wait... Xueru?
Speaking of which, Shen Xueru seems to be from Class Nine.

It was kept so secretively that Qiu Ling's curiosity could not help being aroused, but she had to go back to her seat first under the watchful eyes of the invigilator.

With a name like Xueru, the possibility of the same name is unlikely.

If the book really belonged to Xueru, it means that the current seat is also hers. Thinking about it like this, the feeling becomes a little subtle.

Although they are both in the literature club, the intersection between Qiu Ling and Shen Xueru is far less than that of ordinary classmates.One is because she was in her sophomore year of high school and was so close to other people that she could chat casually, and Shen Xueru had already transferred to the photography club at that time; the other was because both of them had a personality that didn't take the initiative to talk, even if they got together occasionally It's just saying hello to each other, and then doing their own things.

What would she write in that book?Qiu Ling supported her head and looked at the place where the exercise books were placed on the podium, thinking wildly in her mind.

I didn't sit down again until the exam preparation bell rang.

Then, under the prompt of the radio, he painted the string of cold numbers representing himself on the answer sheet.

At the end of December, there was light snow in the sky.

Nanhua Middle School, immersed in the exam atmosphere, breathes quietly in the white world of heaven and earth.The ink is spreading, and the blank spaces of the test papers are constantly being filled, as if everyone's life is becoming clearer.

Fuller and clearer.

After the exam, she breathed a sigh of relief. One week later, Christmas Eve would be Li Shiyu's birthday. As a good friend, Qiu Ling felt that she should give her a good birthday present.But she didn't have much money in her hand, and her mother calculated her food expenses at school very accurately, and the rest was saved by her hungry stomach for a few days.

After school was over, Qiu Ling took the bus to the commercial street in Jiangbian Park. There were many checkered shops along the river bank. Qiu Ling thought that she should be able to buy practical and meaningful gifts here.

"This kind of music box, which just arrived a few days ago, is very popular among you young people!" The shop owner is a fashionable but friendly aunt. Although she is not young, her words are often mixed with some Popular words, there is an inexplicable sense of violation.

Qiu Ling glanced at the price, 150 seven yuan, flashy.Thinking of this, she pinched the wallet with her fingers tucked into her pockets.

"What about this one? This is the hottest male star right now, just that one, what is that one called Frog Prince, oh, many of the little girls who come here come for their photo albums, oh no, it should be called , photobook, hahahaha...it’s not expensive, do you want to consider it? It can be discounted!”

260 eight yuan, the hair is dyed like it has been combed by colorful combs, and the texture and clarity of the photos are not flattering.Qiu Ling shook her head.

"How about a handmade pillow? The pattern can be customized by yourself, such as a photo of yourself and your friends, or you can draw it yourself. It's very meaningful!"

160 yuan, handmade and customized is really attractive, but the time may be a bit tight, but...

Qiu Ling pinched the money in the pocket of her clothes. Although it was a thick stack, it was only more than 90, less than a hundred.

"What kind of gift do you want, guest? I can recommend it for you." After several failed sales, the aunt seemed to have noticed something, and her tone became a little impatient, but she still maintained a polite smile.

"I..." Qiuling stared at the sample pillow for a while, "This is what I want. But I want to pay for it when it's ready, can I?"

"Ah, yes, yes! Of course, it's no problem. It will take six days to finish it. You can leave a phone call and I will notify you when the time comes." A big deal was made, and the aunt was so happy from ear to ear, but after a second thought, Mouth pursed, "However, you have to pay a deposit of 50 yuan. This is the material fee. If you don't want it at that time, the money will not be refunded."

Qiu Ling bit her lip lightly, took out 50 yuan from her pocket and handed it to the aunt.

"Hey, good good!"

She was happily sent out by the aunt, but Qiu Ling was not very happy.

Where are you going to collect the rest of the money?

If it is impossible at home, my mother is now trying everything possible to keep herself at home to practice the violin, and as long as she asks her about money, she will give her the money that has sent her to violin lessons for so many years since she was a child. Count them, and deny yourself.

Looking for a friend to borrow?I don't have any friends who are close enough to borrow money, and the few who are limited must be preparing birthday presents for Shi Yu, should I ask them to borrow it?

After thinking about it, Qiu Ling felt that she had to find another way.

Then you can only go to work.

Step by step, Qiu Ling stepped on the flying snowflakes with her feet, and her mind was filled with various thoughts.

At this time, she stepped on a leaflet.

It was a job advertisement, which stated that it was recruiting temporary workers for Christmas, with daily pay, 21 days, and three hours of work every night.

The recruiting shop is called ARASHI, which is a bar.