Qingchen stood at Xingfuli Station in District 5 of City No. 5, waiting for the light rail train to arrive as scheduled.
Looking at everything in front of him, he always felt as if he had forgotten something, and as if he had never remembered anything.
At 7:10, the light rail arrived at the station.
Qingchen walked into the train and quickly walked to Car No. 2.
He held the lifting ring in the carriage, his body swaying slightly with the light rail. The train shuttled between the buildings in the early morning of the city, like a white Pegasus.
Make a rumbling sound.
At 7:35, the light rail arrived at Ginkgo Station. Outside the train window was a huge ginkgo tree downstairs. In autumn, the leaves of the ginkgo tree were golden and scattered all over the ground.
Within tens of meters of the ginkgo tree, it was as if it was coated with a layer of golden sunlight, solid and brilliant.
Qingchen looked sideways at the car door, and a girl with two ponytails wearing headphones walked up and stood not far from him.
They were two meters apart, and his eyes had to pass through the gap between the passengers to see the girl's profile.
At this time, someone patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Good morning!
Qingchen looked around and saw that Zard had also gotten on the bus at this stop and was standing behind him arm-in-arm with Xiaoliu. Xiaoliu laughed happily and said, "What are you looking at? Why are you distracted?"
Xiaoliu came close to his face, followed Qingchen's gaze, passed through the gap, looked at the Yangyang not far away, and immediately whispered, "How many years has it been?"
Zard said: "Qingchen, have you finished your homework?"
Qingchen said: "If you write it, you can copy it, but if you don't study hard, you won't be able to get into Qinghe University next year."
Xiao Liuhun said nonchalantly: "People like me are destined not to go to university, and I don't have any big ambitions. When you are admitted to Qinghe University, I will place a pancake at the entrance of the university.
"Tan, when the time comes, you can trick your classmates into taking care of my business."
Ah, am I very business-minded? I’ll give you a commission!
Qingchen: “…”
Xiaoliu asked: "Why do you work so hard to get into Qinghe University?" Zard said from the side: "I know!"
As he said that, he pursed his lips toward the girl: "I heard that Yangyang is going to take the exam at Qinghe University, so he has to take the exam too, hehehe.
Qingchen was silent for a moment: "Why do I feel that you are not so lovable now that you are normal?"
Zard scratched his head: "What do you mean? What do you mean when I become normal?"
"Copy your homework."
Zard and Xiaoliu took out the LCD panel on the light rail and frantically made up their homework based on Qingchen's answers. During the process, they had to deliberately correct several wrong options, otherwise the teacher would be suspicious.
Qingchen, zard and Xiaoliu were wearing the same school uniforms, just like everyone's childhood friends. There was always someone with a bag on his back, someone who didn't do his homework the day before, someone who always talked about it, someone who had a crush on the girl, and there was always someone who had a crush on the girl.
My thoughts are hidden deep in my heart.
Qingchen looked at these two people copying their homework, and he felt relaxed for some reason.
It's not because they copy homework, but because they are still around, I feel that the world is particularly beautiful.
Strange, why do you feel this way?
When they arrived at the school stop, the girl got off the bus first, and the three of them followed behind, noisily discussing how to play football after school in the afternoon.
The classroom was bustling. Yangyang stuffed her schoolbag into the desk and sat in the first row, while Qingchen sat in the last row by the window with his friends.
The sun shines on his face, and his eyes shine on the girl's back.
During the recess exercise, the students stood in a square formation on the playground. Qingchen stood at the front and silently counted the beats. Only during the sixth period of turning exercises could he look back and look at the girl diagonally behind the team. The girl was wearing a
The white school uniform is youthful and charming.
A little thought from my school days, even when I put my homework together with the person I like, I would feel a burst of joy in my heart.
Youth is like a bottle of cheap ice-cold soda in the canteen. It was so beautiful at the time, but looking back, I can't find the taste it had at that time.
At noon, three friends went to the cafeteria to eat. Wang Yuchao, Zhao Mingke and others who grew up in the same neighborhood came over. When Wang Yuchao saw the meat on Qingchen's plate, his eyes immediately lit up: "Your brother and sister-in-law are so kind to you.
I worked hard on the construction site and gave you such a high living allowance, for fear of starving you. Qingchen smiled and did not respond. He ate the food on the plate cleanly, and the plate was actually clean after eating.
Can reflect light.
At this time, an old man walked by the cafeteria with a hunched back, and with a kind smile, he supervised the students not to waste: "Who knows that every particle of food is hard work, you all must learn from Qingchen not to waste food!"
When the students saw him, they immediately stood up and said hello: "Hello, principal."
Principal Li Xiurui said with a smile: "Everyone sit down, everyone sit down, let's eat quickly.
Qingchen looked at the hunched back of the principal, who stayed in the cafeteria day after day, looking at the students as if he were his own children.
If the other party finds that a student is extremely poor and can only eat protein bars, he will also provide work-study opportunities.
It is said that the principal went on a hunger strike in front of the Ministry of Education last year, and finally asked for a lunch subsidy for the students, making the food in the cafeteria half cheaper than outside.
When the biology teacher Wan Wan and the geography teacher Hawthorn were chatting, they mentioned that the Ministry of Education would stop this subsidy this year. The old principal had already planned to go to the Ministry of Education for another sit-in, and they were going to follow suit this time.
The teachers in this school are famously prickly people in City No. 5. If the Ministry of Education does not approve it, they will directly block the door of Ginkgo Manor and force the Qing family to approve the subsidy.
However, the old principal told me that everyone should carry some protein bars in their pockets and eat them secretly when no one is paying attention, so as not to be really hungry...
The old principal was known as a chicken thief, causing headaches to ministries, commissions and financial groups.
It is said that the old principal and the head of the Qing family were classmates at Qinghe University, and no one dared to do anything to him.
The bell rang in the afternoon, and physics teacher He Jinqiu walked in with an LCD panel under his arm. He was wearing a sophisticated gray suit: "Your physical education teacher is sick today, so I will teach this class."
The students were wailing in the classroom. There were no female students playing volleyball in short-sleeved shorts. They were not allowed to run wildly on the playground or secretly go to the canteen to buy popsicles and snacks. The boys could only shoot baskets in the corridor between classes.
He Jinqiu pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses, looked at Qingchen and said with a smile: "Study committee member, remember to collect your homework."
Qingchen nodded: "Good teacher.
When other students complained about He Jinqiu taking up physical education class, Qingchen felt that he was particularly kind. This Boss He... Bah, why did she call him Boss He?
Boss He is usually very strict, but he never calls the parents when students make mistakes.
He Jinqiu said in class that if a teacher still has to rely on calling parents to solve students' problems, it means that the teacher is not qualified. Nowadays, federal classrooms are all holographic and multimedia, but this boss He doesn't know where to start {
82中文网first release} Where did you buy the chalk? It was specially cut into small sections, and if you saw anyone distracted, you would hit it. The small chalk head was like a flying sword with eyes, and it could hit the target with perfect accuracy.
The students privately called him He Jianxian.
When school ended at 3 p.m., the students ran outside the school in a swarm. Qingchen carried his schoolbag and walked to the library.
He had a fixed seat, and the girl seemed to never change seats. The two of them sat across the wide table, facing each other.
In the library, there was the quiet sound of turning books and the rustling of pen tips.
The girl wears headphones and concentrates on correcting the questions.
Until 9 o'clock in the evening, the two of them packed their schoolbags and walked to the light rail station again. At this time, there was no one on the light rail. The two of them were sitting in a carriage separated by an aisle, neither of them talking to each other.
But in the rumble of the Baima light rail passing through the buildings, it seems that everything is alive and life is just like this light rail, rumbling to the distance.
Qingchen lived happily every day, as if everything he had lost or missed was not lost or missed.
The days pass by like this day by day, autumn goes to winter, winter goes to spring.
The atmosphere in the school is gradually getting warmer, and the annual spring recruitment of Qinghe University is about to begin.
The countdown is written on the blackboard of each class, 100...9,8,7,6,5,4,3,2,1.
Not only the countdown, but also the slogan.
“If it’s not bitter or tiring, the third year of high school will be boring; if you don’t fight or fight, your life will be in vain.
"A drop of water cuts through a stone to fight against the college entrance examination; as the song goes, there should be no regrets in the years.
"I work hard for autumn, winter, spring and summer, and my dream lasts for ten years and the flowers fall in my house.
Qingchen looked at those slogans and felt that everything was familiar yet strange.
Class leader He Jinqiu said passionately on the podium {82 Chinese website first release}: "The fateful day is finally coming, but I want to remind everyone that you must bring your admission ticket and ID card. If you accidentally lose it, you will
Replace it immediately according to the method I taught you. My phone number is... If you encounter any difficulties, you can call me immediately.
Get a good score in the next two days!
On this day, Qingchen did not go to the library again. He and the girl still walked to the station one after another.
But this time, Qingchen was in front and the girl was behind.
The two people got on the bus and waited silently for the light rail to arrive at the station.
This time, when the light rail arrived at Ginkgo Station, the girl suddenly took off her earphones, looked at Qingchen and said seriously: "See you at Qinghe University!
After saying that, the girl turned around and got out of the car.
Someone opened the window of the light rail, and the refreshing wind blew into the car. The boy's school uniform, filled with wind, seemed to wrap his entire youth.
Qingchen was stunned for a long time before he realized what was happening. He clenched his fists excitedly, but didn't know what to say.
However, in this new life, something seemed to be missing. He couldn't remember what was missing.
Qingchen got out of the car and walked through the chaotic neighborhood. From a distance, he saw his brother finishing work early, holding a killed chicken and a killed fish in his hand.
"Xiao Chen!" Qing Zhun raised his hands happily: "I will improve your food today, and you will definitely get good results in the exam tomorrow.
At this time, a familiar neighbor passed by and joked: "Hey, Lao Qing's family is going to have a college student from Qinghe University. When the time comes, they will have to set up a few tables on the street. The neighbors will be happy."
Qing Zhun's eyes narrowed as he smiled: "No problem, that's what we have to do. Don't you know? Xiaochen's third practice score is the best in the city, and it's a sure thing to be admitted to Qinghe University!
"How could we not know, you almost ruined this...
Hurry up and cook for Xiaochen!" The neighbor complained: "It's like you got the first place in the city."
"Hahaha, Lao Liu, you are just jealous!
Qing Zhun led Qing Chen home. His sister-in-law had already put on an apron and started washing vegetables. In this day and age, if you can have a good meal, you have to spend {82 Chinese website first release} money. When it was time to eat, Brigadier General Qing
Put two chicken legs and two chicken wings into Qingchen's bowl.
Qingchen was a little embarrassed: "You should also eat some.
Qing Zhun suddenly became serious: "You are growing, so I ate them all!"
...Father Qingxun watched all this happily, but sighed as he watched.
"Dad, what's wrong?" Qingchen asked.
Qingxun was silent for a moment: "You really support your dad, but your dad can't give you a good background like other dads. I'm sorry for you as a dad."
Qingchen lowered his head: "What are you talking about? I think our family is the best. It is much better than that consortium. There is no human touch in the Tanzhai compound." Qingxun laughed and scolded: "Have you seen what the consortium's family looks like?
Well, if you haven’t seen it, don’t talk nonsense.
However, at this moment, Qing Zhun suddenly looked at Qing Chen: "How long have you been here?"
Qingchen was stunned for a moment: "Ten years."
Qing Zhun asked again: "When will you come back?"
This world is so warm and everything is so beautiful. If possible, Qingchen really wants to live like this until the end of the world, until the sun sets behind the mountains and rises again.
Qingchen lowered his head, his expression hidden in the shadow cast by the light. He remembered everything.
He whispered: "But... you are all still here."
The world is frozen and time is locked.
Qingxun and his sister-in-law stopped raising their chopsticks in mid-air.
Only Qing Zhun and Qing Chen are still alive.
Qing Zhun looked at Qing Chen and said seriously: "It's time to go back, there are still people waiting for you. Although this world is beautiful, it only exists in your heart. Boy, look forward, the flowers will bloom again, and there will be different summers.
Different kinds of beauty come and go.
Qingchen knew where this place was. This was the process of being assimilated into the will of the world. If possible, maybe he would really be willing to stay here {first update} and recycle the youth and warmth again and again.
No wonder Ren Xiaosu said that assimilating with the world and asking one's mind are different.
Questioning your mind will give you pain and prevent you from looking directly at the suffering.
The process of assimilating with the world gives you everything you want, as if you are in heaven and never want to leave.
However, this time Qingchen did not go there by himself, but Qing Zhun helped him go there.
This brother who has assimilated with the world awakened him at this most critical moment.
With such a brother, even the will of the world cannot assimilate him. Qing Zhun looked at Qing Chen with a smile: "You know how to choose, the dead are dead, and the living will live, go ahead.
Qingchen suddenly said: "I want to wait a little longer."
Qing Zhun was surprised.
A new day arrived, and Qingchen once again rushed to the examination room carrying his schoolbag.
He completed each subject step by step and checked all the papers over and over again until he was sure that he had done his best.
After two days of testing, all students returned to school to evaluate their scores.
The school was lively and full of laughter, and both the scumbags and the top students were all having fun.
Qingchen walked into the campus and saw He Jinqiu, Wang Yuchao, Wanwan, Hawthorn, Xiaoliu, Iodophor, zard, and Li Xiurui waiting there, looking at him with smiles.
He Jinqiu said with a smile: "Go back, we don't need courage where we are going, but where you are going you need courage."
Li Xiurui smiled and said: "Boy, go back.
Iodophor: "Go back!
Wrench: “Go back!
Everyone smiled brightly and said, "It's time to go back!"
Qingchen took a deep breath: "Thank you, it's nice to meet you. I'll see you at the next intersection.
After saying that, he stepped forward and hugged them.
This was the reason why he had to wait for two more days. He wanted to say goodbye to these once brightest stars in his life.
The next moment, Qingchen whispered the wizard's incantation: "..adverse.journey."
Life is like a journey, and I am also a traveler.
In an instant, in the dark safe house under the Central King's City, the black Eye of True Seeing in Qingchen's hand glowed brightly. He wanted to seal his spiritual will and separate himself from this world.
From then on, he became a world of his own. This chapter has been completed!
