With You

(No.96—No.98)

No.96

When school was over the day before the exam, the school asked us to clean up all the things in the desk and clean the classroom to prepare for the exam. There are too many exercise books accumulated in my desk-yes, I am embarrassed, but I must admit that the number of exercise books I bought is twice that of Yu Huai, and I will buy whatever I see when others do. .

No one has done it well. Later, I was taught by Yu Huai that the idea of ​​each workbook is complete, time is limited, and so much burden is added to myself, it is better to focus on only one or two books at the beginning.

But despite saying that, he still picked up my heavy cloth bag.

"You can carry the schoolbag yourself, I will help you carry this. Where is your home?"

I think I blush a bit.

"That...that...you want to take me home?"

He took it for granted: "Nonsense, can you move back by yourself?"

In spite of the coyness of my girl's feelings, he has already strode towards the door.

We both walked happily on the way home, forgetting that it was our turn that week.

The sunset was warm and I found that every time I had a chance to be alone with him, it was dusk.

A very short good time, like the sun is going to set soon.

The Zhenhua school building was built in the bustling city center. The bustling army of school and the private and public cars that came to pick up and drop off the children were crowded together. I followed Yu Huai's pace and shuttled freely in the crevices of stagnant traffic. He is tall and has big steps, and I need to work hard to keep up with him.

I think the bag is very thin, and I was about to ask him if he would strangle his hand. When I got closer, I noticed that he was talking to himself.

"I don't do it obviously, it's all blank, why don't you keep it, forget it, it's so heavy..."

Are you nagging, you want to give it to me, OK?

I stepped back two steps, swallowing back if I was concerned, I wished that the rope would be thinned into a steel wire to strangle him!

However, I still meet classmates, such as Dangling Jianyi and β and Xu Yanliang (I really don't know why these three people appear together), and when they see us, they all show narrow smiles, ghostly.

I pretended not to see it, red ears, and strode forward pretending to be calm.

The boy in front, with his school uniform on his back, put on the black T-shirt again, tall and dangling, as he felt relieved.

No.97

"Hey, who are you listening to with headphones on every day?"

I like to listen to the Walkman when I do homework in my self-study class, but Yu Huai never listens. He said that he can't concentrate when he wears headphones, and I need to wear headphones so that I can't think about it while doing the problems.

"Anyone has it, as long as it sounds good, no matter who it is. But... I hear more of Jay Chou, don't you?"

He looked up and thought: "I prefer Beyond."

I nodded: "I remember, the lead singer is dead. Huang Jiaju's lyrics and music are well written. I remember who told me that most of the red songs in the Hong Kong music scene were actually cover songs in foreign languages. Originality is the true glory of Hong Kong's music scene."

He raised his eyebrows: "Oh, you still know a lot. Which song do you like?"

In fact, Beyond listens to very few songs. They are Cantonese songs after all, but I don’t know how, that kind of little aggressiveness makes me not want to say those familiar songs such as "Glory Years", "Broad Sea and Sky", so I tilted my head. Speak very loudly: "I like "Alive is Wonderful"."

In fact, I have never heard of it, only the lyrics and the title of the song.

He yelled in surprise: "Ahhhhhh, so do I, you are the first person who likes the same song as me!"

I opened my mouth wide and slowly adjusted my expression to normal.

I don't know what he is happy about, I know what I am happy about.

Any nonsense can become a common hobby. Actually, we are destined, right?

It must be.

No.98

My home is not far from the school. It only takes 20 minutes to walk. Because it is an old house, it is inevitable that the community is a little messy. For the first time, I was angry at these broken bricks and plastic bags.

After all, I hope that this road will flourish and the memories will be more beautiful.

He handed the bag to my hand, and my arm sank down. Only then did I realize how heavy the bag was, and vaguely saw the red line strangling out of his hand across the palm of his hand.

"I won't send you upstairs. Didn't you say that your house is on the third floor, and it's not high. If you let your parents see it, they will misunderstand me. I don't want to be chased by your dad all over the street with a broomstick. "

I imagined this scene, and it was so sweet. I couldn't restrain my yearning, but I bowed and said loudly, "Thank you!"

He waved his hand: "It's getting dark, go upstairs, don't be late tomorrow."

He put his hand in his pocket, turned and walked away slowly, his school bag and school uniform dangling with his steps. I pretended to enter the entrance of the building, guessing that he had gone far, and then poked my head out again, standing on the side of the road watching Yu Huai's gradually blurred back under the dark blue sky.

Many years later, I still remember this scene.

It seemed that I had already seen the end of the story. In the crowded youth, he gave me a ride, then turned and embarked on his journey. His world is very big, the road is very long, very far away; I can only stand at my door, guarding the small world alone, watching him leave.

He is alive and wonderful.