Classmates, stop chasing me. The freshman beauty is my girlfriend.

"The person in front of me is the one I love."

Gong Yijie showed a trace of regret and filled a glass of wine in advance.

He wanted to take the opportunity to invite Cui Jiayan to go to Kyoto together after school started in a few days.

Now... Alas, everything is in the wine.

At the same time, Li Xinyue and Tan Jingwen walked into the lobby. They were in the class next to Lin Senmu in high school, and the class also had a meeting in this place today.

The two girls looked at the same corner at the same time.

Li Xinyue silently watched Lin Senmu playing with his mobile phone.

Tan Jingwen stared at Nie Hao with resentment on her face. This boyfriend said he was busy every day, and no one knew what he was busy with.

Nie Hao was locked in such a gaze, and he didn't feel uneasy at all. He greeted him naturally, "Jingwen, the big campus belle, you are here?"

Li Xinyue ignored Nie Hao and went to her class, finding a seat at the girls' table.

Tan Jingwen punched and pinched Nie Hao to vent her anger, "Unfaithful man, I haven't seen you for a week!"

Nie Hao lit a cigarette and said with a melancholy look: "Jingwen, it's not that I don't want to see you, but we will go our separate ways soon, and I can't bear to leave you!"

"Afraid to see each other once, it will make me sad..."

Is that so? ? ?

Tan Jingwen's resentment disappeared instantly, and she completely believed Nie Hao's sweet words, and even comforted him in reverse: "Haohao, it's just one month, I can come back from my school outside the city to meet you during the National Day."

Nie Hao didn't answer, he didn't believe in the so-called agreement and promise a long time ago, everyone would meet new people in college.

There was no guilt in his heart, because he was not Tan Jingwen's first man.

Lin Senmu's head teacher came, it was Li Xinyue's math teacher.

Li Xinyue's head teacher came, it was the teacher who taught Lin Senmu Chinese.

The students of the two classes called the waiters and shouted to serve the dishes and wine.

On this day, the teacher did not stop the drinking, and even took the initiative to accompany them, but reminded them: "Children, drinking is appropriate."

Nie Hao stepped forward to toast and joked: "Old class, and Chinese teacher, do you always say that the class you teach is the worst every year?"

The head teacher glared at the student who had been worrying about him a lot, and said unhappily: "Nie Hao, you are the most jumpy little bastard in the entire senior year."

"Hahaha."

At the table, some girls also learned to drink a little wine on this day, while some still chose not to drink and raised their drinks to clink glasses with their classmates.

After three rounds of drinking, everyone got drunk and started chatting.

"Jiang Yiyi, I took your eraser when you couldn't find it, hehe!"

"Lao Kong, I'm sorry for you in the second year of high school. Your physical copy of Doupo Douluo was confiscated because I reported you."

"Aze, I'm sorry, I ate the pack of Oreos in your desk when you went to the toilet."

The classmates, under the influence of alcohol, told the secrets of those three years.

A boy took a girl's hairpin and leather rope and kept them secretly until now.

A girl remembered that the boy at the back desk always liked to pull her braids during class.

And those times of copying homework.

Lin Senmu and some familiar classmates exchanged cups and drank until their faces were flushed.

Suddenly, his heart tightened, looking at these young faces, he suddenly had an illusion of foresight.

Many of the classmates of these three years may never see each other again after tonight.

Even if they are all from Hunan and Chu, many people will stay in the city where they go to school to work after graduating from university.

Feeling uncomfortable, Lin Senmu suddenly shouted: "Classmates, I, Lin Senmu, wish you a bright future and no regrets in your youth. No matter what the outcome is, I hope we will have a bright future."

"To youth, have a drink!"

"To youth, I'll drink."

"To youth, to us..."

A faint sadness swept through Lin Senmu's class. The classmates looked at the classmates around them, especially those who had a secret crush on them.

Jiang Chuan once secretly followed someone and wrote down the way she went home.

Ouyang Linlin practiced handwriting for a semester just to write a neatly written poem collection for a boy.

The time machine recorded many old scenes in the classroom. He remembered being with her, and she remembered being with him. They had secretly passed notes when the teacher was not paying attention.

Once drooling and sleeping on the table, her smiling appearance and his sunny appearance made people linger at the age of sixteen or seventeen.

It's a pity that the people in these three years will eventually be scattered all over the world.

At the wine table of the next class, the mood of Lin Senmu's class seemed to be infected.

A tall and refreshing boy stood up, walked to Li Xinyue in front of his former class teacher and math teacher, and loudly confessed, "Li Xinyue, I like you!"

"Xu Taotao, you are so brave to confess to the school beauty."

"BigSchool beauty, promise him!"

"Promise him!"

Someone in Lin Senmu's class also started to make a noise.

Li Xinyue thought for a moment and thought of what to say to refuse, "Sorry, I have someone I love."

Xu Taotao's eyes turned red in an instant, and he smiled bitterly, "I'm so jealous of him."

Li Xinyue pursed her lips and said nothing. She was also jealous of him.

The two teachers tried to smooth things over in this awkward moment, "Students, take a photo to commemorate it!"

Then they called the restaurant staff to help the students of the two classes record a video.

Some students smiled, some made a "V" sign to the camera, some made a "V" sign with both hands, and those who had a good time put their arms around each other's shoulders.

In the laughter and joy, a grand and ending youth was recorded.

"Students, the teacher hopes that you will continue to love life in the future. "

The two teachers were also touched. This scene was also a farewell to the students they had taught for three years.

Cui Jiayan did not drink. She received the video of the whole class in the class group. She saved and edited it, leaving only the shots of her and a boy.

Her youth could not accommodate other people, only a person named Lin Senmu.

Afterwards, she said goodbye to the head teacher and left early to go home.

When Li Xinyue went to the bathroom, she met the boy she loved. When they passed by, she couldn't help asking, "How are you and her?"

Lin Senmu has maintained a sense of boundaries with all opposite sexes since he fell in love, and replied distantly, "Very well."

Li Xinyue squatted in the toilet and vomited all over. She drank a lot of wine tonight. When she looked up, she was already in tears, "Lin Senmu, Lin Senmu, I have always known a truth, if you like someone, that person does not necessarily have to like you. ”

“But I really really… have thought about a lot of things about us, and thought about whether we would be happy if we had the chance to be together…”

Her throbbing feelings for Lin Senmu came from her second year of high school.

That afternoon after school, the setting sun was just right, and the breeze was gentle and quiet. When she left the classroom because of some things, the teaching building was empty.

When she passed by the next class, she heard a melodious music, and she looked into the class curiously.

A boy in school uniform, carrying a guitar, sat on the desk uninhibitedly, and sang "The Wind Rises" with a devoted expression.

The evening light shone on the boy, cutting his shadow slender.

As the white moonlight of this high school, Li Xinyue knew that she had met her own white moonlight.

The wind blew outside the classroom, it was the summer wind.

Her heart… moved.

“I broke into your world unexpectedly…”

The boy’s fingertips played the midsummer, but it was a pity that it did not belong to her.