June is our farewell song

Gu Yuan used to like school very much.

He has always felt that school is a very warm place. People of similar age gather together for various reasons and work hard for a common goal. Although they will end up running towards completely different ideals, they will keep the best time. Come down and turn into pages filled with words, inspiring and moving generations of successors with their respective stories.As we go our separate ways after graduation, we fill this land with the warmth of memories, giving those who live in it an unbreakable flame.

But it seems different now.

Nam Hwa is still open, even though it's a Saturday.The third-year high school students only have half a day off a week. From Saturday evening to Sunday morning, Gu Yuan came here at six o'clock in the morning and looked at the gloomy teaching buildings in the remaining night before the sun rose. Standing quietly in the desolate time, the lights in each room are like shining seals in fantasy novels, fixing youth in a small space.Every bitter day, I have to deceive myself and others and struggle without regrets and admit defeat.No one thought they would lose, but the admission quotas for those two schools were almost fixed.

There are bound to be many people who are losers, so almost every year there are people who cannot accept it and leave this world.

He walked on the broad avenue leading from the main entrance to the teaching building, and looked at the dark halls under the teaching building one after another. It felt like a huge mouth of the abyss facing him, and they were swallowing up generations after generations. Never dwell on the past.Even people like Jiang Yun and Jiang Zifeng were just names on the bulletin board in the end.As for a poor man like Gu Yuan, when he looks back for his memories in the future, he wonders if he will still be able to find a trace of warmth.

Putting aside the filter of warmth, this place is actually an extremely cruel place.

There are piles of exercise books and papers on the table, schoolbags and garbage bags on the hooks, water bottles and snack bags on the floor. There is a slight smell of mold in the classroom that is airtight all night, but other people in the classroom don't seem to feel anything strange. .Gu Yuan walked to his seat and opened the window. The outside air rushed in, but it did not bring any change.

Today's schedule is an exam.

It's exam again.Gu Yuan couldn't remember the last time he had a real class.Except for Chen Ge who occasionally stood on the podium and talked about class-related matters, other teachers appeared in the classroom either talking about test papers or answering questions.Gu Yuan likes Chinese and physics, dislikes mathematics and chemistry, and has no interest in English.But now he misses every class very much, even mathematics.

Someone tell me something, something that has nothing to do with the exam.

Even the classmates around me rarely talk about topics that are not related to mock exams and college entrance examinations.Ever since Qi Yu became taciturn, Gu Yuan's world had become too quiet. Gao Lian and Chen Xin were not talkative people to begin with, and now they devoted themselves wholeheartedly to reviewing before the exam.In his impression, it had been a long time since Chen Xin had left her seat outside of school and after school, and Gao Lian was not much different.

He turned around and looked back. Feng Ziqiu was sitting there holding a can of Nestlé Concentrate and reading classical Chinese with a pen in his hand.

After being absent for almost half a month, Feng Ziqiu finally returned to school, but he looked much more haggard than before.As for what happened, he never took the initiative to tell, and no one else could take the initiative to ask.He just sat there, drinking cans after cans of coffee day after day, studying the never-ending exercises.I am the last one to leave the classroom at night, turn off the lights, turn on the lights, and the first one to walk into the classroom in the morning. This is the case every day.

He applied to Chen Ge for the key to manage the classroom because he wanted to stay in school longer.

Originally, the key was managed by squad leader Sun Qian. Gu Yuan didn't know why Chen Ge agreed to Feng Ziqiu's request.Maybe he felt that drinking coffee like crazy, staying up late, and overdrafting his body would be better for Feng Ziqiu than staying at home.

Gu Yuan suddenly thought of Wen Jin's words before, no matter how colorful the prefix is, black is black after all.

Qing Si asked him to write down everyone's stories, but would anyone really be willing to listen to such a story?
We are bound by time and material, struggling to pull ourselves up in a small world. What kind of story would have such a protagonist.To tell a good story, the protagonist must be the master of time and space. He must be able to piece together trivial and ordinary daily life, rearrange and arrange it, and describe the original simple events into twists and turns. Only then can the audience be mesmerized by the story. Tears welled up in his eyes.

But can he really do it?It's not easy to tell a good story, because as you speak, you can't help but think of yourself who stands in the future and looks back at the past, and is not really omnipotent.

It seems that as soon as you close your eyes, you can recall the afternoons and evenings of the previous two years. Qi Yu walked from the corridor with the kitten Joey in his arms. Senior Zifeng held a teacup in her hand and leaned against the window sill. Qing Si was chatting while reading, Zi Qiu stood behind the bookshelf and looked at Qi Yu while reading, Chen Ying tilted her head and smiled at him and her, and Chen Ge drank coffee and stood by the door with his head down and a smile.

It’s not that everyone doesn’t care about exams and grades, but that wasn’t the only thing in life at that time.

Now, after the results of each subject are announced, everyone will calculate the total score by themselves. Before the official ranking is posted, the class has actually ranked roughly within the class. As the final exam approaches, the competition becomes more and more fierce, because Everyone has a similar level, and the rankings in each exam will change greatly.Gu Yuan looked at the test paper in front of him and saw that the results were worse than a week ago, and there was no disturbance in his heart.

Today is May [-]th. The weather is already very warm, although it has rained and the wind is blowing.

Gu Yuan was wearing a gray short-sleeved shirt and indigo school pants, standing among people who seemed to come from all four seasons. While waiting for the bus at the station, he met a familiar person and said hello. After a while, he remembered, It's Jiang Lu.

She said, what a coincidence.

Gu Yuan said, yes, it was a coincidence to meet at the only bus station in front of the school.

Jiang Lu was about to say something, but her eyes turned to stare at his back. Gu Yuan turned around and heard Jiang Lu's low-pitched scream, wow, why is it them.

In fact, Jiang Lu reached out to pull Gu Yuan the moment she saw them clearly, but he turned back too quickly, and those two people were too conspicuous to him. As long as he turned around, it was impossible not to miss them.

A light pink sports shirt, short ear-length hair and white running shoes with neatly tied gray shoelaces, this is the outfit she wore for the long-distance running competition at last year's sports meeting.The afterglow of the setting sun dimmed him faintly, and Yang Hao on the right was sunken in the shadows, smiling under his dark blue coat. He looked like... Gu Yuan found that he couldn't find the right words to describe this scene.

He remembered what Yang Hao had said here before, the grand final ceremony.

Then he turned around, and Jiang Lu looked at him with worry.

"Are you okay...?" She lowered her voice, being careful not to sound like that Jiang Lu.

"It's okay." Gu Yuan shook his head, but when the car came, he got into the car as if he was running away, without even looking at the car number.

Follow the opposite direction and sit all the way to the west of the city.

"I've never seen you on this train before. Do you live around here too?"

Gu Yuan didn't know how to answer Jiang Lu, who was full of questions. The girl who was neatly dressed in school uniform and had her hair tied up looked much quieter and more mature than before. She seemed to have grown taller. An old man who collected rags passed by on a tricycle. , a bundle of old cartons was crumbling and seemed about to fall. Jiang Lu stretched out her hand to steady it. Her hands were stained with unknown liquid dripping from the empty bottles, so she just took out paper and wiped them.

There was no insult, no disgust, not even a thank you. Everything was fake and unreal, but the smile on Jiang Lu's face was much more sincere and happy than what Gu Yuan remembered.

"Well... do you live here?" Gu Yuan looked at the community behind her. It was high-end and gorgeous. He remembered that he met her on the way to school a long time ago and bought a lot of food for the small animals in a convenience store. .

"Well, I moved back after my brother graduated."

"That's it, that's pretty good."

"Hehe, of course, I am happy every day now. I can see progress every day in my studies, and my life is also very good..."

Jiang Lu's voice gradually became softer as she spoke, "You have to work hard too."

Gu Yuan nodded, said, thank you, then turned and left.

While waiting for the bus at the station, Gu Yuan found that he had been paying attention to the people getting off each bus, unconsciously scanning everyone's face with his eyes.

What was she looking for? Although it was the west of the city and the station where her home was, Lu Siyao should be studying in the evening at this time.

"Why are you standing here stupidly?"

A calm voice came to her ears, the sound was like a silver grinding wheel gently rolling across the ground. Lu Siyao was carrying a baggy zebra color schoolbag on one shoulder, and was wearing a silver-gray jacket with only half of the zipper zipped open, revealing the inside. Snoopy is painted on the chest of the clothes, and his hair is scattered around his shoulders.

"Aren't you going to study in the evening?"

"In the last month, there is no mandatory requirement. I was too tired to sit in the school chairs, so I came back." Lu Siyao glanced at the schoolbag on his shoulder, "Is there anything else?"

"Nothing."

The back she turned to leave was as bright and brisk as before.

Everyone is making great strides forward.

Only one person still stopped where he was and refused to move.

The beginning and end of a story is different for everyone.

This sentence came to his mind inexplicably.

The setting sun was shining slantingly at this time, and he suddenly thought of Shi Tiesheng.

"But the sun, it is the setting sun and the rising sun every moment."

Gu Yuan saw her looking up towards the sun.The steps stopped and he looked very focused.

He also looked over, a little dazzled.

He was suddenly confused. Did they see the same sun?