"...Go to the fifth floor, isn't the toilet there equipped with a toilet?"

"Oh yes, we used to always say who that thing is for, but now it's fine, it looks like it's tailor-made for you?"

"Grass, you gloat, wait, don't break a bone next time, or I will definitely laugh at you hard."

"Oh, I'm sorry, my bones are very hard."

The voices of the two boys chatting were getting closer, Wan Qing turned her body slightly, and saw Jiang Xing walking slowly towards the teaching building with the help of the limping Yang Zeng.

"Yo... Isn't that the monitor?"

"Squad leader! Why are you looking at this wall? Are you going to climb over the wall and get out?"

"None of your business." Wan Qing rolled her eyes, "Why are you going?"

"Report to monitor!" Jiang Xing pretended to be serious and saluted, "I'll take Yang Zeng to the toilet! Do you want to come and check?"

"Crap!" Yang Zeng hammered Jiang Xing's back hard, "Don't fucking talk nonsense!"

"Hahaha...Squad leader, are you going back to the classroom too?" Jiang Xing coughed dryly twice, and his attitude became a little 'correct'.

"No return."

"Oh, then we went up?"

"Ah."

Jiang Xing scratched his head, and helped Yang Zeng walk up the steps.

Faintly, I heard the muffled communication between the two of them.

"Why is today's class monitor so weird?"

"Yeah, it seems a little sad?"

"Who died in the family?"

"...can you think of something better?"

"Is she terminally ill?"

"...You want something better!!" Yang Zeng's voice became louder, and then as if remembering something, the two turned their heads to look at Wan Qing.

At this time, they had just reached the last step on the first floor.

Wan Qing stood outside the teaching building, looking at them blankly like an owl.

"Grass!"

Yang Zeng didn't care about his lameness, so he hurriedly quickened his pace.

The sound of bickering between the two became farther and farther away until it completely disappeared.

A person's life is always parting.

The best friends who thought they lived close to each other in high school will always be friends in the future.

But who would have thought that the number of meetings later became less and less.

In the back, it is separated in two different cities.

Wan Qing glanced at the unfamiliar yet familiar school wall, chuckled lightly, and continued to stroll leisurely forward.

The master electrician was chatting with the security guard, and there was already a lot of melon seed shells thrown in front of the two of them.

"Dad, you said that you are taking care of your grandson at home, fooling around, and enjoying life is not very good, you have to come out to work."

"I earn my own money and use it for myself. I live a solid life, saving your daughter-in-law from nagging."

"Oh, how come..."

Wan Qing was a little surprised, she only now knew that the electrician and the security guard were father and son.

That's something I didn't know before.

It's not a big deal, but there's always something subtly novel about it.

She was suddenly very glad that life cannot be repeated infinitely.

Because if that were the case, life would be too boring.

"If you have regrets, if you have regrets, that's life, right? Heh..."

Talking to herself, she walked around the teaching building and walked towards the playground again.

The walls of the teaching building are covered with green vines, and when spring comes, they also show vigorous vitality.

Their seeds are blown away by the wind and scattered to other parts of the world.

Those who are still here will become part of the ruins before next year.

The owner of the commissary is holding a water jug ​​to water a fig tree he planted in the flower bed. The water flow is very slow, which makes time seem to slow down.

"Is it time to dig up the tree?"

Wan Qing's voice drifted into the boss's ears, he looked up suspiciously, and then saw the girl standing behind him.

"Haha... I don't know, but it's really going to be demolished here. It's a bit unbelievable when you think about it, it seems like something impossible to happen."

"Um……"

"Let's talk about it after it's demolished. Doesn't it mean that we have to demolish it next year?" The owner of the canteen said with a smile, "Dig it out, it seems that there is nowhere to plant it."

"Or break a branch and plant it in a pot at home?"

"Oh, that's not bad either..."

The boss went around the fig tree, thinking about which section to break off would be easier to grow.

But Wan Qing had gone far away.

Yinjiang High School is very big in my memory.

But in fact, it's not that big at all.

We walked around in no time.

She stood under the teaching building again, looking at the mottled wall covered with mosaic tiles, watching the little gecko get into the vines and disappear with its own protective color——she looked at the steps that could no longer be seen. Cleaned footprints, looking at the rusty railing, looking at the peeling paint handrail.

She looked up at the blue, unpolluted sky, at the bald place with no chimney in the distance, and suddenly smiled self-deprecatingly: "Go back to the classroom."

……

6. The sunset shadow is obliquely long

The setting sun drags the shadows of all things obliquely.

The bell for the last class of Yinjiang High School also rang.

There was a sound of footsteps vibrating in the teaching building. It was a sophomore in high school who didn't have to study at night.

Compared with their excitement and noise, senior high school students seemed a little lifeless.

Probably because of the evening self-study later, many people were listless and dragged on their seats for a long time before standing up.

If it weren't for the short interval between evening self-study and evening study, it would be too late if you didn't hurry to eat. I'm afraid most people would have to delay for a while before leaving.

Most of the sophomore students had already left the school gate, and bought snacks in front of the temporary stalls at the entrance.

They outside the school and the high school seniors inside the school are like people from two worlds at this moment.

Ye Chen has never been to evening self-study, she is not used to it, and always feels that she should ride her bicycle home now.

The slowly setting sun seemed to be urging her to leave quickly.

"I don't know what to do for dinner in the cafeteria."

"I think... [-]% won't be too good."

"how do you know?"

"If you think about it, it's only eaten by the third-year students in high school, and they've got it together from some extra money. There's either very little food, or it's enough to eat but not tasty..."

"Yes, and the aunts and chefs in the cafeteria have to work overtime."

"Yes." Wan Qing picked up the spoon in the plastic bag, which was her tableware.

Some students who are more particular will bring chopsticks packed in plastic shells. Under the light of the setting sun, they are shining and very beautiful.

Ye Chen and Wan Qing came to the entrance of the cafeteria after walking through the playground that was always dusty in sunny days and muddy in rainy days.

There are still a few high school sophomores standing here.

They were peeking in, as if wondering what the high school seniors were having for dinner.

"You guys, why don't you go home after school, what are you doing here!" the bald dean shouted, scaring the boys to run away.

But the dean, who stood behind and pointed at them, laughed as if he couldn't hold back: "Ha... these little bastards."

Then, he seemed to notice that a third-year high school student was watching him, and immediately put on a straight face: "Whatever you are looking at, go in and get a meal quickly, and the evening self-study will start soon!"

The students walked into the cafeteria in disorder, and people from different classes mixed together and formed three lines.

The cafeteria, which is usually crowded on weekdays, seems to be extraordinarily empty today.

Zhao Jinyu was walking into the cafeteria with a few girls, and when he saw Wan Qing and Ye Chen, he waved his hands lightly.

The two of them nodded as well, as if they had greeted each other.

They didn't go over to join in the fun, after all, there were girls from Class [-] over there, and they didn't know each other at all.

"What are you eating tonight?" Ye Chen stood on tiptoe and looked forward, "Look, I can't see."

"Idiot, why don't you see what other people put in?"

"Oh—yes! Uh...it seems to be Yangzhou fried rice?"

The difference between Yangzhou fried rice and ordinary egg fried rice is whether there is soy sauce and green beans.

The two are indispensable, as for the others, such as replacing ham sausage with sausage, or something else, it seems harmless, but if there is no green beans and the rice is not white, it will definitely not remind people of Yangzhou fried rice.

——The ones with soy sauce should be regarded as fried rice with soy sauce.

"It's probably the leftovers from lunch." Wan Qing took a deep breath, "But it seems to be quite delicious."

"There's still a piece of fried tenderloin, oh...it feels okay?" Ye Chen licked his lips, after a day's class, she was somewhat hungry.

However, not everyone is not picky about food.

"Why fried rice?"

"Damn it, it's too monotonous."

"I don't want to eat the fried rice I just ate yesterday."

"Let's go, let's go to the canteen to buy instant noodles!"

"Good idea, let's go!"

"Brother, accompany me to the canteen!"

"I'm not going."

"I treat you to instant noodles!"

"Okay, let's go!"

As soon as they entered the cafeteria, many students returned the same way. The dean stood at the door with his chest folded and shook his head.

The young headmistress came over and nodded at him with a smile.

So the teaching director complained to her: "Oh, children nowadays are too picky. They don't even eat such a rich Yangzhou fried rice, which contains ham sausage, green beans, eggs, and a string of tenderloin... They don't even eat it. Eat, I have to eat instant noodles."

"This shows that our living conditions are getting better and better, which is a good thing."

"But at that time, it will be wasted again, and the excess will be poured out again. Fortunately, someone will pull it to feed the pigs..."

The headmaster gently flicked his bangs: "But most of the students still stay here to eat, don't they? Have you eaten yet?"

"I haven't."

"Together?"

"I have to keep order."

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