With You

(No.77—No.81)

No.77

I was almost late on the morning of the school celebration. When I rushed into the entrance of the sports field, I saw a sea of ​​school uniforms in three colors.

White, blue and green. Very clean and very cold.

Everyone dressed far more neatly than they did during the sports meeting, and the third year students basically didn't carry exercise books.

A high school senior with a red armband on her right arm stood at the door with her hands in her pockets, looking a bit familiar.

"A freshman?" She smiled.

I nodded and bowed: "Sorry, I'm late, I'm late, I won't deduct points, right?"

She smiled more brilliantly: "You went straight from elementary school to middle school? When are you deducting points? Quickly go in..." She walked away, and I suddenly remembered who she was.

"Ah, you are...you are the senior sister in the last flag raising ceremony!"

Her eyes opened round, and then they bent again: "Ha, I remember, you are the primary school girl, where is the little boy next to you?"

I think I might blush. People didn't say anything, I blushed.

"That's me at the same table." I said solemnly.

The smile in her eyes was deeper: "Well, it’s good to be at the same table. Go in, little at the same table."

Jiang is old and hot, she didn't say anything, but the voice and intonation around the corners of her eyes and eyebrows made people feel guilty.

I think of the blue sky during the flag-raising ceremony, and the big back of Yu Huai wearing a black T-shirt in the morning light, and the heat sprayed on his face when he came to talk, and the sentence, the flag-raising ceremony is for everyone to see that you can’t normally see Or people who dare not look presumptuously.

Looking back, the senior sister began to question other late classmates again. She smiled and said just now, "It's good to be at the same table."

The same table is someone who doesn't need you to wait until the exercises and the flag-raising ceremony to take a sneaky glance. He is by my side, although he doesn't belong to me, but he will say absently, I have always been there.

It's funny to say, when facing the vast ocean of Zhenhua, I suddenly panicked. If one day I stay away from Yu Huai and he just sinks into an ocean like this, I may never find this person again.

At that time, I didn’t even think about whether I liked him, maybe I didn’t dare to think, but ran across the lawn, oh no, turf, bypassing the huge stage, passing the high rostrum, towards our class Leap in the direction of the city.

I really didn't think about anything. So the feeling, the feeling of running wildly in one direction, is really good.

No.78

Fortunately, there are still three minutes away from the assembly time, and everyone is in a state of disarray.

However, as soon as I sat in my class area, I was in a urgency.

I didn't have time to go to the toilet in the morning. I drank a bag of milk and rushed over. Now I am very urgency.

I asked Zhang Ping for leave, and his eyebrows drooped, like a wall clock at 8:20.

"It's about to start, you hurry up!... Go go go go go!" Zhang Ping could only express his anger by multiplying his anger by three.

I smiled and saluted.

Before he could catch his breath, he stood up again and prepared to run towards the toilet under the podium. When he turned his face to the side when he took out the facial tissues from the schoolbag, he suddenly saw Yu Huai talking to a girl.

Facing Yu Huai, the girl only left me with a slender back. The school uniform was grasped in her hand and was not put on. The figure looks a bit familiar.

Ling Xiangqian.

But it wasn't Ling Xiangqian that caught my attention, but Yu Huai. His face was facing my direction, obviously not the usual "calm" look. He was smiling, with a very social smile. What Ling Xiangqian said, he nodded in support, very polite, but looked a little fake.

No, it's not that he is fake, it's me that is sour.

I looked a little dazed, until Zhang Ping’s screaming roar sounded in my ear: "Aren’t you holding back so much? Why don’t you hurry up?!"

No.79

I lingered in the toilet for a long time, until the host announced the ceremony and the salute sounded.

Zhenhua really pulled, I have long heard that it is an 88-shot salute, representing the year of 88.

I didn't want to go back to work, so I leaned on the railing under the rostrum, stared blankly at the vast turf, and counted the salutes.

I don't know what I am thinking about.

Don't always pursue romance when you're fine. I just rushed like no one beside me, and the literary mood was overflowing. When I turned around, I took a sap on my forehead.

"Why don't you go back to class and sit down?"

I look back, it's senior sister. To be honest, I'm still a little nervous, I always feel that she will deduct the scores of our class. Sure enough, it was a psychological shadow caused by being caught running and jumping in the corridor in elementary school.

"Now let's set off the salute, it's too beautiful to run back. I'll go out to the toilet."

She nodded: "How many have you put?"

"This is 28 beeps."

"Our school is really great. I can't let it go so much on National Day, but it really did make 88 sounds."

"Yeah, and every one is so slow. When the 150th anniversary is celebrated, wouldn't it be a morning?"

She looked into the distance, thought about it, and said seriously: "It is estimated that it will be changed to 150-ring firecrackers at that time, to save time."

I smiled, but the corners of my mouth are a little sore.

No.80

She did not drive me away. As a staff member with a red armband, she was lying on the railing with me in a daze. The surroundings were quiet and deserted. What was lively was the rostrum above. Various leaders and representatives gave speeches above us. As for what we said, I didn't listen.

The morning wind was refreshing and gentle, lifting up the fine bangs on her forehead. I turned my head: "Sister, my name is Geng Geng."

"Geng Geng? What a funny name. How to write it?" She smiled.

"...It's the brooding brooding..."

Brood. After I finished speaking, I also laughed bitterly: "You said this name my parents gave me..."

She frowned slightly: "It's good, isn't it also loyal?"

"What's so good?" I curled my lips. "The first one is for being careful and the latter is for watchdog."

She laughed, very touching.

"Then my name is very strange." She pointed to her breastplate, and I remembered to look at it.

"Luo..." I hesitated for a while, Zhi? How to pronounce this word? Four beeps? So the name sounds like mentally retarded, whose parents named the child mentally retarded?

She squinted her eyes with a dangerous expression: "What do you think? The second word is three tones, which is the same as the ‘only’ for ‘only’. Are you trying to think of any homophony."

When I laughed, I remembered that "an orange is born in Huainan, and it is a orange when born in Huaibei." The knowledge of Chinese is returned to the junior high school teacher.

But in any case, Citrus aurantium is not a very good word. I asked her why, and she laughed and said that her mother was from the south, and there was an orange garden in the house originally intended to be called Luo Ju, but the blind fortune teller forced it to change this way, saying that it was to avoid the fate of the fate.

I was surprised: "Are you happy?"

She made a grimace: "I want to say No, but I didn't grow teeth at that time."

No.81

If I had clairvoyance when I was young, and could predict the final outcome of my parents, I would definitely prevent them from calling me Geng Geng. The name looks too ironic and embarrassing now.

"However, I would rather believe it. The blind fortune-telling man may be right. The most important thing is to save the calamity." I smiled.

"You really believe it, the fortune teller speaks..."

Her smile suddenly stopped and disappeared quietly.

I didn't know it, so I could only stare at her.

"Dear leaders, teachers, and classmates, I am Sheng Huainan in Class 3 of the second year. I am honored to stand here today to speak on behalf of all the students..."

Her face was turned against the light, and she could only see that Chen Xi had coated her outline with a soft light. I don't know why I didn't dare to speak suddenly. There was a clear male voice in the speaker, making the surroundings very quiet.

So it was restored to the state of being in a daze side by side at the beginning. With my chin resting on it, I was so comfortable by the wind that I almost fell asleep.

Until I heard her smile and say, "You believe the fortune teller, and there will be no less than one calamity."

It seems that our conversation just now has never been interrupted inexplicably.

The speaker seemed to have finished speaking, and there was applause from the audience.

"So I will meet in my fate, I will meet them all."

I was about to ask what she meant, but she took my shoulders and drove me back to work.

"It's windy here, go back to work, don't catch a cold."

I walked a few steps and looked back, Luo Zhi stood still looking at me with a bright smile, just as false as Yu Huai just now.