June is our farewell song

Chapter 90 Our First Fork in the Road

The beautiful spring of March and April passed quickly, and the book of time turned to the chapter of May.

During the break between classes, Gu Yuan lost his mind. The sun shone through the white window screen into the classroom, casting a soft light on everyone's face, and the warm wind blew through the ends of their hair. The time really passed quickly. Maybe the happy time is like this, there will be no indelible marks left in your memory, but whenever you think back, you can only feel the warmth and sweetness like honey.

What happened in the past two months?The only thing worth mentioning is probably the love between childhood sweethearts Qi Yu and Feng Ziqiu.

It wasn't until last month that Gu Yuan learned from the Love Detective Team that Feng Ziqiu was sneaking in the classroom on the day of the art festival to send an electronic love letter to Qi Yu's mailbox, and the reason why he didn't choose a paper love letter was because I feel my handwriting is too ugly.

Gu Yuan still remembered that when Cheng Xin said this, her eyes suddenly lit up as if electrified.

"Did you know that the love letter was encrypted! So romantic!"

Is it romantic?Anyway, Gu Yuan doesn't think the electronic love letter encrypted with the Fibonacci sequence is so romantic. The only thing worthy of praise is that Ziqiu, a sound idiot, can write that love poem into a simple ditty, while Qi Yu's absolute pitch The owner of the song also perfectly picked up the score of the minor tune.

However, it seems that Qi Yu has not made a formal response to that love letter until now.

Even though this rough guy posted the score of the minor tune on the Internet, she really did not reply to Feng Ziqiu in a serious way, making the latter look at it all day long at the back of the classroom. Gu Yuan and the others are eager to see through, and the probability of turning into a wife-seeking stone is as high as 90.00%.

The composition topic for the midterm exam is called "The Best Time".

He still remembered the last sentence Liu Qingsi wrote.

"Time moves forward irresistibly. When he forgets us occasionally, it is the best time."

But time rarely forgets a certain person, and the best time will always usher in his end.

When he took the form from Qi Yu, Gu Yuan suddenly realized that everything around him would change.

"Nanhua High School 2015 Arts and Science Subject Intention Form".

Chen Ge's voice came leisurely from the direction of the podium:

"When you fill in the form, I hope that all students will consider it carefully. This may be the first opportunity for you to personally decide your future path. Before making a final decision, I suggest that all students think carefully about what they want to do in the future and what they want to do in the future. What kind of profession do you pursue? Lawyer? Teacher? Doctor? If you encounter difficulties or cannot make a decision, you can talk to your parents, friends and teachers for help. From today onwards, I will stay in the office every night during self-study for everyone Serve."

Chen Ge leaned back against the blackboard, looking over and over again at the whispering students in the audience.

"Some people may have made a choice very early, but I hope you will reconsider from the standpoint of today. Others may never have thought that this day will be Coming so soon, there is still time for you to weigh the pros and cons, but today, one month later, you have to make a decision about your future. Well, that’s all I have to say, get out of class is over.”

When the bell for the end of get out of class rang, Gu Yuan held the form, pursed his lips, and casually threw it into the belly of the desk.

"Gu Yuan, what do you plan to learn in the future?"

"Riko, what's wrong?"

Gu Yuan turned his head to look at Qi Yu, seeing the serious expression on the girl's face, his heart tightened involuntarily.

"What's the matter? Didn't we discuss this issue before? Remember? At Xiaoying's birthday party. Oh, by the way, that day you ate wine chocolate until you lost consciousness..."

Originally, he wanted to make a joke to brighten the atmosphere, but Qi Yu just rested his chin on the back of his hand, and looked at him with big eyes full of worry.

"What's the matter? Isn't it just a division of subjects? As for being so melancholy."

"I do not know."

"Do not know what is this?"

"I don't know what to choose. I want to study literature for a little bit, but there are many reasons for me to study theory." Qi Yu rested his head on his straight arms, "Besides, I also want to know I can make a decision on what to choose, it's too early, too early..."

Gu Yuan looked at her, his lips moved, but he didn't say anything.

It's different, not the same as it was then.

At Chen Ying's birthday party a few months ago, everyone could speak freely and express their ideals loudly.

But now, we are really standing at a fork in the road related to the future destiny, no one dares to say irresponsible retention easily.

The shadows of the osmanthus tree branches outside the window swayed gently on the faces of Gu Yuan and Qi Yu. They expected this day to come, but they never thought it would come so soon.

High school is coming to an end.

Standing in the corridor, looking at the blue sky, Gu Yuan suddenly thought of May last year, it was also this time, when the head teacher of the junior high school, the chubby middle-aged man, was telling the other students in the class about the senior high school entrance examination and the application for the high school entrance examination. He also stood in the corridor looking up at the blue sky.Unlike other people who were entangled in the choice of their future direction and exploded, at that time he had passed the early admissions examination of Nanhua High School, and in a few days he would go to the high school that many people dream of, and directly enter the best class .

At that time, although he didn't have to choose, he also had similar anxiety as now.

Walking on a paved path, free from the distractions of uncertainty, can still help but wonder if it's the right thing to do.

He still remembers that the girl sitting on his left at that time, because she was worried that she would not be able to pass the high school entrance examination, finally signed the agreement with the preschool teacher under the whims of the parents and teachers.

As long as she doesn't have an unreasonably low score, she can have a professional student who will be assigned a job after graduation, but the price is that even if she gets a high score, she can only study kindergarten teachers.

After the signing, she happily told herself about it, but after the high school entrance examination scores came out, she was bored at home for a whole week without answering the phone or texting, because her score exceeded the Pugao line for a full week. Fifty points, although this score is still very far away from the unified admissions line of Nanhua High School, and it can't reach Dongyang's score line, but it can still go to another good high school in the city.

Later, Gu Yuan asked her if she regretted signing the agreement. The girl shook her head and said, no, she didn't regret it, but she just couldn't get over it.

At that time Gu Yuan asked her, is there any difference between the two?
She nodded and replied affirmatively, yes.

Get what you want, but it's hard to flatten.

In the long days after that, Gu Yuan still couldn't understand what kind of emotion it was.

But now, he began to gradually understand the complexity in his heart.

He handed over the future that should be held in his own hands to the big hand called fate, but after getting the result, he still pretended that it was his own choice and lied to himself.

In fact, there is nothing to hesitate.

From the moment he came into contact with the competition, Gu Yuan made a choice for this moment very early.

Yes, there is nothing to hesitate about.

Gu Yuan turned around and looked at the familiar faces in the three classrooms, the faces that had been with him for a year.

Suddenly he became confused again.

The parents' answer is still the same as every question in the past: "You choose yourself, and we will sort out a comparison of the pros and cons of the selected texts based on experience, but the final decision is up to you. Will not interfere."

Gu Yuan nodded lightly, shook his head again, and hung up the phone.

Feng Ziqiu and Liu Qingsi are probably the two people who are the least entangled. One studies theory and the other studies literature. No matter who chooses another subject for the two of them, it will be a dead end. It may be a dead end for them to survive the day of dividing subjects. A kind of relief, I finally don't have to learn those things that make me dizzy just by seeing them, so when Gu Yuan saw these two people in the activity room of the literature club, they were just old gods doing what they usually do. thing.

Liu Qingsi was leaning against the window lattice to read a book, and Feng Ziqiu was writing and drawing on the whiteboard with a black pen, all in ways that ordinary people could not understand.

"You are very troubled."

Liu Qingsi said without raising her head.

"Do you have puffy eyes on your forehead? Martian?"

Gu Yuan glanced at her, this guy's eyes were almost buried in the book, and he could judge other people's mood with such certainty, could it be that she really came from an alien, with the legendary third Eye?

"This is the sixth sense, or intuition." Liu Qingsi closed the book, and the girl in brightly colored spring clothes gently flicked her newly cut air bangs, and said. "It's because of the division of arts and sciences."

Gu Yuan shrugged, pulled out the chair and sat down opposite her, as a tacit consent.

"I really don't understand. What's the trouble with this? No matter how you choose, it won't matter. Life is not something that one can rely on choices. Regret is because you think that if you choose another path, you will live. It's better, but in fact, no one knows what's behind the other door, it's a completely unknown Pandora's box. So, choose whatever you want, why bother?"

Of course she won't be bothered.

Holding the golden rice bowl bestowed by God in your hands, how can you understand the distress of those who don't even know where the rice bowl is.

At this moment, Jiang Zifeng opened the door and walked in.

"Miss Zifeng."

It is more reliable to ask her.

"Ok?"

Jiang Zifeng was wearing a white sweater today, with her long curly hair hanging down to her waist. When she was stopped, she was walking in, but when she turned her head, her long hair rolled over like a waterfall.

"Do you think I should study literature or theory?"

(End of this chapter)