i was my mistake

But no freshman from high school came in.

Wan Qing was inexplicably melancholy.

Now only the classrooms in the first year of high school are abandoned. After one year, the whole school will be abandoned.

In the years of desertion, it gradually covered with moss, gradually covered with dust, and gradually lost those lively hustle and bustle.

There will be overgrown grass and no one cares about it.

Under the blue sky, traces of people gradually disappeared.

And all these old memories will eventually be destroyed under the giant shovel of that ruthless excavator.

"Wan Qing? You're here." Ye Chen knocked on the glass, "What are you doing?"

"Yes, how about you."

"My chair is broken, come here to move one..."

"What about the kid?"

"He's back, he doesn't seem to have any problems, he can't trouble you..."

Wan Qing was visibly relieved, but she was still acting brave: "I've said it all, the footwork is precise, and it's something that has been practiced through countless battles."

"...Cut, you are obviously afraid of getting into trouble."

"It's so noisy, if I don't make a move, what would you do at that time?"

"Uh..." Ye Chen scratched his cheek in embarrassment, and after a while he whispered back, "I don't know..."

"People are good at being bullied. When you are bullied, you have to know how to resist." Wan Qing patted the dust on her body, and watched Ye Chen pick up a stronger chair in her hand, "Otherwise You just get bullied by more and more people."

"...But like you, you will also get into trouble."

"Sometimes, one real shot is enough, and every time after that, just threaten - let others think you really know how to do it."

Ye Chen gave a dry laugh and didn't answer.

Wan Qing didn't say anything else, the two quietly exited the classroom and closed the door.

One went up and one went down.

In this narrow and crowded stairwell, there is only one not-so-big floor-to-ceiling window.

Half of the light shines on Wan Qing's body, while the other half shines on Ye Chen's face.

"Uh... where are you going?"

"Wander around the playground."

"Oh, then I'll go find you later."

"what ever."

With an indifferent expression on her face, Wan Qing unzipped the zipper of her school uniform jacket a little, and walked downstairs unsteadily.

It wasn't until her back disappeared from sight that Ye Chen came back to his senses.

Will there be a day when they part ways?

Although it is the same person, who knows what the future holds?

After all, there are too many differences between the two.

Maybe Wan Qing understood him, but Ye Chen couldn't understand her in many ways.

The noon sun was slightly deflected, and the light slowly moved away from Ye Chen's face.

He hurriedly moved the chair and ran upstairs like flying.

The classroom was empty, almost no one was there.

Most of the boys went to the playground to play.

Although Yinjiang High School does not have a dedicated basketball court, there are several basketball hoops in the center of the playground.

A group of people attacking and defending each other around a basketball hoop can still have a good time.

Other than that, probably just go shopping.

There are only two girls left in the classroom who do their homework whenever they are free.

Ye Chen scratched his head and put down the chair.

He felt a sense of suffocation for no reason.

It's as if this place doesn't belong to me.

He rushed out as if escaping, and he took a big breath of fresh air outside.

——Actually, under the shroud of heavy smoke from the factory, the air is probably not much fresher.

"Hmph!" The boy who had been kicked by Wan Qing in the morning limped past not far away, and when he saw Ye Chen standing there with a dazed face, he let out a sharp breath, "Boy, Don't think this is the end of it!"

"Do you still want to sue the teacher?" Ye Chen suddenly laughed.

At this moment, he seemed to have acquired the freedom and open-mindedness of Wan Qing - this is what he thought.

In fact, it was probably something that belonged to him.

After all, Wan Qing didn't have such a temperament.

"Don't be complacent, heh..."

Ye Chen took the initiative to take a few steps closer to him: "Actually, my mother is really dead."

"...?"

The other party's brain seemed to be shut down, and he didn't realize what he meant for a while.

Ye Chen smiled, turned around and walked downstairs.

He felt that he must be very chic at this time, like a macho man who never looked back at the explosion.

Then—he lost his balance in a stagger, and stumbled down the stairs.

There was a sound of ping-pong-pong.

……

The sun was shining high at noon.

Wan Qing sat in the weed pile on the edge of the playground—to be precise, on a step in the weed pile.

No student knows why this step is placed here, it is so lonely, and it has been there since the first year of high school.

——Perhaps some students once knew about it, but most of them are gone now.

Everyone guessed that there used to be a house here, but it was demolished later, leaving only this six steps.

Some students walked up to the steps, and then jumped down from the top.

Some just sat on the top of the steps and dangled their legs.

Later, I don't know who installed a guardrail on the top of the steps, turning it into a special chair.

It may be a school, or it may be a student.

It is more likely to be the owner of the canteen who has nothing to do during the winter and summer vacations.

From a distance, Wan Qing could see Ye Chen, who had a little bruise on his face and was not neatly dressed in school uniform, walking slowly.

Her eyes fell on him, she first gave a sarcasm smile, and then showed a bit of worry from her slightly upturned Danfeng eyes.

——Until he came close, the expression on her face became joking again: "What, you got beaten up? Is it settled after Qiuhou?"

"No..." Ye Chen scratched his head in embarrassment, "It was a fall..."

"How did you fall like this?"

"When I went down the stairs, my foot... sprained."

"Stupid you."

She said with a smile.

Ye Chen suddenly felt that she was very gentle at this time.

A breeze blew through her cascading black hair.

Under the sun, the tiny hairs on her cheeks are clearly visible.

"How do you feel, you seem to have become a lot better? Hmm... Your eyes seem to be a little bigger, is the world line changed... But it seems that you are not masculine enough. Could it be said that handsome guys are more neutral?"

"Why, are you moved?"

"What are you thinking about?" Wan Qing rolled her eyes at him, "I'm not interested in men, let's talk about it when you become a girl someday!"

"Sister?"

"It means girl."

"...Why, men can't do it."

"No." Wan Qing replied quite seriously.

Suddenly, she smiled again, and patted the empty seat beside her: "Come up."

"Oh."

Ye Chen climbed up this lonely step in three steps in parallel.

The wind above is indeed stronger than below.

The steps are higher than the wall, and you can see several old houses next to the school.

One building looked crooked, as if it would collapse forward at any moment.

But in fact, it was like this when it was first year of senior high school, and it is still like this now.

There are still people living in it.

It seems to be a factory dormitory in the past, and later it became the residence of some lonely old people.

"I heard that there are some railway workers living in it."

"Yeah." Ye Chen just quietly listened to Wan Qing's words.

"They are all railway workers without children. When they get old, they are raised by the government. Although the residences are not very good, they can at least provide shelter from the wind and rain."

"It looks dangerous, that building."

"But when it was demolished later, it was very difficult to even push it down with an excavator."

"Huh, really? She obviously looks very weak."

"The more humble and inconspicuous things are, the tougher they are sometimes."

Wan Qing smiled and patted Ye Chen's shoulder: "The sun is so beautiful, do you want to sleep?"

"Then you have to go back to the classroom."

"When I go back to the classroom, there won't be such a bright sun."

"But there's no place to lean on..." Ye Chen leaned back. Although there were guardrails, he was still a little worried that he would fall.

Wan Qing patted her thighs wearing school pants lightly: "Isn't this what it is?"

"what?"

But she couldn't help but press his head on her legs that were neither fat nor thin.

Even through the school pants, the touch is still soft.

"Some changes happen to you quietly. It's the wind blown by the wings of a butterfly. I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing."

"It must be a good thing. Didn't you say that you have become handsome?"

"...Maybe, everything is unclear." Wan Qing sighed, "Father hasn't called for several days..."

"Of course it's impossible to fight every day."

"I said, if one day you become a stranger to yourself, will you be afraid?"

"... appearance, or... heart?" Ye Chen asked after deliberation.

"All."