That July four years ago.

The weather is sultry as usual.

That day, dinner time had already passed, and there were still many students on the playground playing ball in the last moment before evening self-study.

There is a rather special stadium that always gathers the largest number of onlookers.

Just because the boy named Duan Fengchen has been playing in that position every day since junior high school, and he still maintains this habit now that he is in high school.

Therefore, when the class for the day is over, there will be groups of girls working tirelessly to get a good seat on the sidelines.

Although he himself just wants to play basketball for a while longer, his friends, in addition to being cool, also like to drag him along to discuss which girl on the sidelines is more beautiful.

Among them, there is a girl with long shawl hair and a delicate appearance who is the first to report to the golf course every day; and no matter how late they play, she will wait until they leave before leaving.

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One day, one of his friends M was resting on the sidelines and asked him while drinking iced black tea: "Hey, do you think that girl likes me?"

He was confused.

"That's the one who always sits there, the one with long hair and flat bangs."

"Oh." He pretended to understand.

"Every time I look at her, she smiles at me. She's quite cute."

"oh."

"How about I just go up and ask her in person!" Friend M said, taking the unopened bottle of iced black tea in his hand and walking straight towards the girl.

About five minutes later.

Friend M came back with a look of disdain.

"What's wrong with you?" he asked.

"Tsk, the same old thing, boring."

He was confused and looked at the girl again, standing there holding the bottle of iced black tea and showing him a bright smile.

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"My name is Yao Xia. Summer's Xia!"

Later, the girl introduced herself to him brilliantly.

Her voice was like a breeze blowing in the summer.

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Later, she told him that her friends in the dormitory liked him very much, but they were not free every day. So she sent her here to keep an eye on him every day.

In this way, the cheerful and lovely girl became friends with them, and even got along with them from time to time.

Gradually, she also angered the girls in her class who liked him very much.

In other words, when she ran back to the dormitory ecstatically for the first time with the bottle of iced black tea he gave her, she had already aroused crazy jealousy. But she was stupid and didn't know it yet.

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One day, his friend W asked him to go out and sing together during the summer vacation.

"Who is going?" he asked.

"It's just us, who else can there be? Oh~ you want to ask Yao Xia? Then call her! By the way, I think she's quite cute. If you like her, I can let her..."

"Duan Fengchen——!"

When Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived, her figure ran across the corridor.

Since they got to know each other, she would often call his name from a distance and run towards him like this.

At that time, she really felt that he was a very good person, perhaps the best person she had ever seen.

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They successfully made an appointment on the second day of summer vacation.

"Wait a minute, I don't think I have your phone number yet." He said.

"Are you talking about a mobile phone? I don't have a mobile phone..." she said.

"Then do you know the way?" he asked.

"Hahaha, do you think I'm stupid? I will go there a little earlier that day and wait for you. Don't worry!"

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As a result, on July 16th, he was the last one to arrive.

When he found the box, she was already drinking with the male classmates: "Why did you come here!"

"Are you drinking?" he asked.

"It's not wine, it's a drink~" she said to him with a smile, reaching out and handing him a bottle.

He took a bite and found it tasted like peach.

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"...I still remember saying goodbye from your mouth as firmly as iron, and there was an illusion of the scorching sun burning my body in the darkness..."

He suddenly discovered that she sang very nicely.

Although everyone said that the songs she ordered were from the last century and were too tacky, he was fascinated by them.

Her cheeks were slightly red, as if she was drunk.

Later, she sang a foreign language song called Creep affectionately, but he didn't understand a word of it, so he fell asleep in a daze...

"Hey, Duan Fengchen, wake up!"

"I'm drunk, I'm drunk, hahaha."

"Don't call him that," she said.

"Wake up! Yao Xia is going back!"

He stood up and looked at the surprised girl in front of him.

Under the coaxing of his friends, the fourteen-year-old acted as a flower protector for the first time and walked with her to the nearest subway station.

"I'm sorry," she said.

"Huh?" He was surprised.

"I just tricked you into drinking."

"Is that fruit-flavored wine really wine?"

"Hahaha, should I say you are cute? Or cute?"

The way she smiled and arched her eyebrows seemed to look better than usual.

She said, "You know what? It wasn't until I got to know you that I discovered that what you and I imagined, well... or rather, what the girls in our class and the whole school imagined were different from you and the girls in the school."

"What do you think I am?" he asked.

"Everyone says that you are a grass on a high mountain. You can only be watched from a distance and not played with. Looking at your usual appearance, they all think that your personality must be very cold and difficult to get close to! Because you seem to be a naturally born person.

The perfect boy with a barrier..."

She was so boastful that he was at a loss for words.

"Although……"

"Hmm? Although?"

"No...it's nothing." She paused and quickly returned to her smile: "Wow, why is it so cold in the subway station when it's so hot outside?"

He lowered his head and found that she was only wearing a sleeveless vest, with her shoulders exposed.

He didn't say anything, he just started to unbutton his shirt one by one...

"What are you doing?" she was shocked.

"I happened to wear two pieces today." As he said that, he took off the white short-sleeved shirt and put it on her shoulders: "I can give you one."

When she saw that he was wearing a loose white T-shirt with Piggy George printed on it after he had taken off one layer, she couldn't help but laugh out loud, making him feel a little embarrassed.

"I like your T-shirt so much, why don't you give this to me!" she said half-jokingly.

He only thought for two seconds before agreeing. He took off his T-shirt and handed it to her on the spot. She was so frightened that she screamed and put the shirt on his naked body.

"Classmate! You are in a public place!" She reminded with her eyes widened: "There are cameras!"

He obeyed and quickly put on his shirt.

She had no choice but to stand in front of him.

Facing the smooth and flat abdomen and chest, she blushed deeply. But she didn't dare to look away, because if she moved away, she might never see such a scene again!

Halfway through the dunk, he suddenly stopped his hands and asked, "What are you looking at?"

"Huh? Ah! I, I'm looking at your hands! Your fingers are so long." She blushed to hide it.

He didn't notice her flickering at all, and raised his hand to draw slightly proudly: "Of course! This is the hand that catches the ball."

When she put on Piggy George, she secretly smelled the charming fragrance on the T-shirt.

If he hadn't been watching, she would probably have picked up the T-shirt and done something even more infatuated.

He went down and waited for the bus with her.

The platform, which has long passed the rush hour, is very quiet. Looking around, you can only see three or two young people standing behind the yellow line.

When the train entered the station, the sound of the whistle instantly filled the entire platform; wind came from nowhere and blew in their faces, blowing their hair.

She took the opportunity to secretly look at his face, and saw that he was looking at her with his eyes half-opened, his head lowered, and a slight smile on his lips.

At this moment, she could clearly feel the throbbing heartbeat beneath her heaving chest...

"Then, I'm going up!" she said.

"Yeah." He nodded and watched her slowly walk onto the train.

I really don’t want to leave…

She stood in the carriage and looked at the boy outside the door.

He remained silent and motionless, just standing there looking at her. His focused eyes made people feel as if she was the only one left in the world.

She even began to think arrogantly that maybe he didn't want her to go either.

Until the warning sound for closing the door rang several times in succession...

She could no longer overcome the anxiety and impulse in her heart. Just as the door was about to close, she rushed out and hugged him!

She wrapped her hands tightly around his waist and buried her face in his arms.

That scent really made her feel very happy!

She thought, maybe she really fell in love with him! It was the kind of love that she didn't know what to do with!

"It drove away, doesn't it matter?" he asked with concern, standing motionless.

She shook her head, still refusing to let go.

"You can wait for the next one." She said willfully.

The steady stream of subway trains stopped several times like they did the first time. Every time, she rushed down after ringing the bell and hugged him.

Until, the way of parting like now made both of them laugh.

"Hahaha, do you still want to go back?" he asked happily.

She just felt that it was the first time she saw his cheerful and sunny smile.

I couldn't look away at all.

"I want to go back...but I don't want to go back..." She murmured, unconsciously tightening her arms around him.

Although she felt that she had been taking advantage of him, she just couldn't control her hands and legs.

He seemed to have just realized something.

When the next subway arrived, he took the lead and walked on.

"I'll accompany you," he said.

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That night, he accompanied her all the way to the terminal where her home was.

It was already late at night by the time he returned to his home.

His brother was standing at the door waiting for him.

"...I was just about to go find you. Where were you? Your phone was turned off." Facing his brother's frightened face, he just stared at the black Peppa Pig T-shirt he was wearing.

"What's wrong?"

"Brother, give me this T-shirt of yours?"

"Where's your own?"

"Give it to someone."

"...Okay, go inside first and I'll change it for you."

His brother returned to the room and changed into a T-shirt while video chatting with his manager.

"Huh? You've changed your clothes. I always thought you liked this one, and Chenchen's 'sibling outfit'." The manager's voice came out.

"His piece is gone."

"Oh, I gave it to a girl."

"..."

"I fell in love early, alas."

"...I'll hang up first."

"Hey! Tell me first, when do you plan to return to the set? I've been holding you back for two more days, you know?"

"...I'll go find you in a minute, okay?"

"That's pretty much it."

When his brother walked into his room, he saw that he was taking a shower, so he put the folded Peggy on his bed.

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Throughout the summer vacation, she would go to the stadium every now and then to watch Duan Fengchen and the others play; sometimes, she would also play video games and eat smoothies and claypot rice with them.

She selfishly never returned the T-shirt she got from him. She was reluctant to wear it or wash it.

George just lay on her bed so quietly. Even later, the intoxicating fragrance on her T-shirt had long dissipated.

She felt very satisfied to be with him like this.

If, if possible, she hopes to continue like this.

But it turns out that they may not even remain friends.

The closer she gets to him, the more alienated she becomes from the people in the class.

She used to want to integrate into the surrounding environment so much, and want to become good friends with everyone in the dormitory and class. Even though few people really thought highly of her, maybe it was because her academic performance was not that good, or maybe it was because

Because her family conditions are not that wealthy...

Until I met him.

She began to feel that all the hypocrisy could no longer exist. Anyway, no one in this school had ever treated her sincerely. Only him.

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In autumn, there were always a lot of tests and exams. She ignored the rolling looks and cynicism from the girls in their class and still went to the classroom at the end of the corridor to look for him.

She ran away with a smile on her face and almost came back crying...

"Why are your grades so much better than mine!"

When she saw his physics test paper with a score of 96, she almost cried, and she could only complain in her heart about the injustice of God.

"Actually, I also failed a lot." He said, lowering his head and pulling out a few test papers from the desk. The first one was the English test paper with only 37 points, and the teacher didn't count the illegible spellings on it.

's mistake.

"Haha, I'm over 80 in English. Do you want me to teach you next time~"

He looked at her smiling face and nodded happily.

"Haha. Even those of us with perfect English are embarrassed to say such things."

A strange sarcasm came from the side.

"Hmph. That's right. People who are shameless and shameless are powerful, haha."

His face darkened, he pulled her up and walked out of the classroom.

He hurriedly comforted her and said, "Don't listen to them. How about I come to your class to find you next time."

"No! Ah, I mean, we can still go downstairs to talk."

"Well, that's okay too."

After that time, the only places where they could usually meet were on the court, downstairs in the classroom and in the restaurant at night.

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Once, she didn't come to see him play as usual, didn't wait for him to have dinner with her, and didn't appear downstairs in the teaching building.

He found it strange, so he came to her classroom during evening study time and knocked gently on the door.

The person who opened the door was her class teacher, a young woman wearing gold-rimmed glasses, who was looking at him with a different look on her face.

"Hello, teacher, I'd like to find Yao Xia." He said very politely.

The head teacher hesitated for a moment and politely replied: "Wait a minute." He turned around and said in a slightly teasing voice: "Yao Xia, is someone looking for you?"

When she heard the sound, she stood up from her seat with an indifferent expression, and walked out of the classroom amidst the comments of her classmates.

The moment she saw him at the door, she showed a bright smile from the bottom of her heart. The joy she felt at that time could not be described in words. She took his hand and ran downstairs.

"Are you so happy that I came to see you?" he asked with a smile.

"Yeah!" She nodded vigorously.

"Then I will come to you every day." He said, smiling proudly.

In the cool breeze of the night, next to him, facing his tenderness, her eyes felt moist.

The warm liquid slid down uncontrollably.

Unfortunately, but fortunately, in this dark night, she wiped them off very promptly and did not let him notice.

The two of them walked around the campus step by step.

There is a bright moon in the sky, and there are dead leaves blown down by the wind on the ground.

"Are you cold?" he asked, turning to look at her.

"It's not cold." She replied, looking up at him

With the help of the light from the street lamp, they could see each other's faces clearly.

She still didn't understand why he could look so perfect?

Could it be that God made a mistake when creating this boy and accidentally added more handsomeness, beauty and cuteness?

She considered herself not a woman who paid much attention to appearance, but no matter how many times she saw him, she still couldn't calm down and get used to it when seeing him at close range.

Could this be the girl-in-love filter?

"Huh? What's wrong with your face?" he asked suddenly, seeming to frown.

She was surprised and began to wonder: "Is this guy with good looks beginning to dislike her for not being as good as him? He even has to care about his friends' looks. This boy is really very demanding!"

His eyebrows wrinkled tighter and tighter, and he stretched out his fingers to touch her cheek... There was a less obvious bruise on it.

"Ouch?" She felt pain, came to her senses, and quickly replied: "Oh! I fell down this morning and hit a tree."

He narrowed his cold eyes and responded to her lie with a very cold attitude.

"really!"

"Hmph, do you know what the probability is that a person falls and hits a tree while walking normally, and then manages to get such a bruise without breaking the skin?"

"Ah? How much is it?"

"Less than 0.046 percent."

"Huh? Are you talking nonsense? Are you bullying me for not being good at math?"

"It's you who's talking nonsense."

"Then I'm not walking normally! I'm walking... abnormally!"

"0.05."

"Then I'm walking abnormally and singing at the same time?"

"...I can't accept your words."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The two people laughed under the street lights late at night.

At the time, none of them thought that that night would be the last time they would see each other in this school.

The next day, she disappeared from his world without a trace.

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The temperature dropped suddenly. That winter, there was even heavy snowfall that was rare to see in this city.

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For a whole week, he had no news from her, as if she had disappeared out of thin air.

He then realized that he didn't know where she lived, didn't have her phone number, or any contact information. About her, he only knew her name, class, and nothing more.

He never liked dealing with people, so he came to her class alone, trying to find out information about her.

One boy answered him very casually:

"Oh, she stole people's things and was expelled from school."

His mind went blank.

Without saying a word, he punched the boy hard.

Then, without saying a word, he lifted up the desks and chairs in their class and smashed every window in their classroom.

The biting cold wind poured mercilessly into this originally warm classroom.

He stopped panting, and even the teacher who came after him was stunned.

I heard him ask in an extremely depressed voice:

"Tell me again...what happened to her?"

Those red eyes were finally filled with tears and had to fall down...

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Duan Fengchen has always been a very lucky child.

In all his life, he has never felt so lost and depressed.

Even though both his parents died, he was only two or three years old at the time and had no real feelings.

"If you don't want to go to school, don't go." His brother said to him very gently.

He lay quietly on the bed, seeming to hear it, but also not seeming to hear it.

In fact, he really didn't want to go back to that school.

Whenever he thought of what those people said about her, he felt very angry and unwilling.

He didn't understand why those people were contemptuous, discriminatory or even vicious when talking about her? No one, including the head teacher, seemed to think highly of her. He didn't know how she lived in such an environment before.

?

He thought of her smile, and felt an uncontrollable sourness in his heart...

'She will never come back,' he thought.

In the end, he chose to go back to school.

But his resistance turned him into a completely indifferent person who was difficult to approach.

For him, everything about this school is no longer worth remembering. Except for those bits and pieces of dream-like memories.

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Four years later, on July 16, he and she met again without warning.

He was finally able to say what he had been wanting to say to her for the past few years:

"how are you recently?"

"goodbye."

This can be regarded as an explanation.

But, he may never know.

There was also a small classroom in the middle school where he and she met.

It is on the top floor of a certain teaching building, in a place called the 'Confession Classroom'.

On every desk in that classroom, the word that was written most frequently, besides 'I like you', was Duan Fengchen's name.

On a table closest to the window, there were also written those four words and his name, as well as a line of elegant handwriting:
Chapter completed!