June is our farewell song

On the evening of the last day before the exam, Gu Yuan went to the activity room alone.

After a day of gentle rain, the wind seemed particularly gentle.He started from under the old banyan tree and walked forward along the path beside the playground. His gaze stayed at his feet until the weeping willow on the roadside brought its green branches to him, gently swaying with transparent dewdrops. Stumbling into his world, it lightly brushed against his ear.

Gu Yuan's eyes followed it away, and then he saw large swaths of colorful purple and red on both sides of the path, seeming to stretch out their hands, swaying, beckoning him to continue moving forward.The rays of the setting sun coated everything in front of me with a layer of orange-red, but when it really entered my eyes, it reflected the colorful colors in my pupils.

The world suddenly turned into color.

The desolate winter seemed to have gone away all of a sudden.

Whenever he recalled that winter, Gu Yuan felt that it was very long. Whenever you feel that life is difficult, time will become very slow, but when everything slowly gets better, time will seem to be very long. The monster with broken legs ran very fast.God is indeed a terrible director. He always likes to make those irritating scenes very long, but cuts those warm and joyful scenes into fleeting clips.

Follow this path back to the main entrance of the library, go through the corridor and come to the door of the activity room.The scene he saw every time he walked by here clearly appeared in Gu Yuan's mind. No matter which direction he looked, he could see the shadows of many different people.Chen Ying and Jiang Lu were squatting by the flower bed and playing with the black cat. Feng Ziqiu, who was hiding from the rain under the eaves, and Qi Yu, who was carrying a red schoolbag on his head, were chatting. On the stairs after entering, Yuan Xiao and Yu Xuan were holding a stack of Ling Xiaoxiao stumbled down from the second floor with a thick brown document bag, looking like he was about to fall.

Opening the door of the activity room with the key borrowed from Xiaoxiao, Sister Zifeng sat on the table holding a small porcelain cup and soaked in the sunset. Her side face was sunk in the shadow that seemed to have been traced with charcoal and she pursed her lips. Laughing.Liu Qingsi leaned against the window lattice and closed her eyes to meditate. The book in her hand hung lazily on her waist and she couldn't see the name clearly.It seems that I heard a lot of discussions, reading notes and school gossip. I seemed to see people sitting at the table, leaning together in twos and threes. Some people seemed to be lying on the table reading, some were standing and some were sitting.

Gu Yuan stretched out his hand to open the curtains and opened the window. The gentle wind blew in. When he turned around again, the room was quiet and empty.Earlier last year, everyone gathered together happily to discuss summer vacation plans. Although they were all exhausted from the previous sports meeting, everyone was full of expectations for the upcoming vacation.Then there was the unforgettable picnic, the time post office at the lakeside cabin, and the fountain and fireworks show on the amusement park Ferris wheel.

Now that I think about it, it seems like a memory from a previous life.

He sat down on the seat by the window, his eyes feeling slightly sore. When the setting sun streamed over his head, he was in a daze for a few seconds. Gu Yuan suddenly remembered that when he first walked in here three years ago, he thought of Zifeng. What my sister calls "a wishless dream".In fact, she has always been the most sober one, and their ideals, no matter who they are, are meaningless.

He is really not good at writing. Even though Qing Si, Chen Ge and Qi Yu have been helping him, they still can't write any good articles.Although Qi Yu's band performed vigorously, they could only go their separate ways in a perfect curtain call.Chen Ying was eventually dragged back bit by bit by the abyss of the exam, and Zi Qiu was also bound by various reasons, step by step away from his original passion and ideal for poetry.Only Jiang Lu reached reconciliation with himself.

He wondered if the others regretted wasting so much time here.

All he knew was that he didn't feel that way.Because all the time spent here is full of warmth in the memories.

The college entrance examination is in June, and this time in Jiangnan is the rainy season.

So almost every year it rains heavily during the exam days, but this year seems to be an exception.

When Gu Yuan went to take the exam in the morning, the sky was as dark as dirty cotton wool soaked in a smelly ditch.

heavy rain.

Students are scattered across eight test centers across the city, so there is no mandatory requirement to gather at school.Afterwards, Gu Yuan heard in the news that many brothers sent candidates to the examination room for free. He also heard that some people cried bitterly at the entrance of the examination room because they did not bring their admission tickets.Just like Chen Ge said, in people's youth, when they are similar but different, the same story plays out year after year.Maybe because of luck, maybe because of other reasons, Gu Yuan's examination room was in our school, and it even happened to be on the same desk where he stayed in the first year of high school.Because there was a rice grain-shaped gap in the lower right corner of the table, he recognized it at a glance.

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

While sitting in his seat waiting for the invigilator to open the test paper, Gu Yuan suddenly thought of this sentence.

Not everyone has the same luck as him. Most of the other students are not at the school's test center. Therefore, when Gu Yuan came out after the Chinese test in the morning, he didn't see anyone he knew. The crowd dispersed in a hurry. When he returned to the classroom, he saw someone. There was a girl in the liberal arts class lying on the corridor crying, as if she had not finished her essay.There was a teacher comforting her by her side, saying feeble words such as "the world is still uncertain".

After finishing the math test in the afternoon, for Jiangsu candidates who only have three subjects to count, especially in a place like Nanhua where English can't make much difference, the overall situation is actually decided.

There was chaos in the classroom that night. Although everyone seemed to be reviewing, it was actually difficult to calm down. Someone was quietly reviewing the answers in the back row, and then someone started to cry. Gu Yuan saw the class monitor Sun Qian standing still. He gnawed his fingernails at the back door of the classroom, and after a while he went to the corridor without saying a word, staring at the rain curtain in trance.

But he ended up going to Tsinghua University.

The three consecutive days of exams ended at five o'clock in the afternoon. It was still raining. When he walked out of the exam room, Gu Yuan breathed a long sigh of relief. At this time, someone suddenly tapped him on the shoulder. It was a boy he had seen but was not very familiar with. He smiled first and then asked:

"Is the answer to the last big question in chemistry...?"

Gu Yuan didn't really want to answer, but after hearing the same number as his answer, he nodded. "That's great. The top student in the competition class also has the same answer, so I'm relieved."

Then he heard the sound of the pencil case falling to the ground.

Looking back, he saw a very tall and strong boy kneeling down in the sparse crowd. His hands were shaking slightly and he was holding the back of his head. His glasses were rubbed by someone's trouser legs and fell to the ground, but he didn't pick them up.

Everyone else was walking out, but he was the only one squatting at the door of the examination room, repeating in a low voice:

"It's over."

Gu Yuan was unable to stay longer and was pushed out by the crowd.

In the garbage area below the teaching building, Gu Yuan saw many people throwing bundles of review materials into the trash can. The trash can was so full that it overflowed. Overwhelmed, he lost his balance and fell to the ground, but there was still a source of energy. People kept throwing books and test papers over.After returning to the classroom, most people were packing their things, and there were not many relaxed expressions on their faces.Because for most people in this class, the exam is not over yet.

The same is true for Gu Yuan. Tomorrow morning, he will have an exam to take in distant BJ.

On the train back from BJ, Gu Yuan called Chi Yu, but he never got through.

I was almost in a coma for three days.

Later, I received a call from Qi Yu, saying that the school's graduation ceremony was scheduled for the end of June.

She complained that it was so stupid and couldn't have happened earlier.

Stupid indeed.But Gu Yuan could understand the reason why the school did this. It was simply to commend those students who were admitted to prestigious schools and let the media take photos and publicize them, thereby increasing the school's reputation.As for those who were dead, absent-minded or even absent, they didn't seem to care.

The process of receiving the diploma was boring and long. The moment he took the diploma from the principal, Gu Yuan didn't feel so moved or had tears in his eyes. He only felt a sense of relief that it was finally over.

"and after?"

"There was no future, and we went our separate ways. That's the end of the story."

"It sucks."

At the end of December, it was snowing heavily in BJ. In a cafe somewhere in Haidian, Wen Jin was holding a cup of hot cocoa and complaining mercilessly.

"Yeah, it sucks."

Gu Yuan looked at the flashing cursor on the laptop in front of him and agreed.

"I don't even know where to start complaining. It doesn't match the beginning at all. Moreover, I clearly didn't say that I was going to write a memoir of my first love, but in the end I talked about so many other irrelevant things."

“When did I say I was going to write a memoir of my first love???”

"Then you wrote it like that at the beginning... Oh, forget it, it doesn't matter anymore. No matter what, the ending is too bad." Wen Jin rolled her eyes, "Do you think anyone can accept such an ending? Yang Where's Hao? Where's Chi Yu? Where's Qi Yu? Where's Feng Ziqiu? Where's Lu Siyao? Where's Gao Lian? Where's me?? What happened next?"

"Don't you know everything that happened next..."

"What do I know...Hey, this is just the sixth time we've met in the past two years. Don't talk like we're very familiar with each other, okay." Wen Jin said and grabbed his laptop, "No, just me. Come."

"Don't, don't, don't... I'm writing, can't I just keep writing...