Qingchen stood at Xingfuli Station, District 5 of City No. 5, waiting for the light rail train to arrive as scheduled.
A gust of wind blew in the pocket of the boy's white sweatpants, making his thin figure seem to fly into the sky.
He looked at everything in front of him and always felt as if he had forgotten something, and as if he had never remembered something.
At 7:10, the light rail arrived.
Qingchen walked into the train and quickly walked towards Car No. 2.
He held the ring in the carriage and his body swayed slightly with the light rail.
In the early morning of the city, the train passed through the buildings, like a white pegasus, making a rumbling sound.
At 7:35, the light rail arrived at the Ginkgo Station. Outside the window was a huge ginkgo tree. In autumn, the leaves of the ginkgo tree were golden and scattered all over the ground.
Within a radius of dozens of meters, the ginkgo tree looked like a layer of golden sunshine, which was honest and brilliant.
Qingchen looked sideways at the car door, and the girl with twin ponytails walked up with her headphones and stood not far away from him.
Two meters away from each other, his eyes had to pass through the gaps of the passengers before he could see the girl's silhouette.
At this time, someone patted his shoulder and said with a smile: "It's so early!"
Qingchen looked at it and was a little dazed for a moment.
But Zard also got on the bus at this stop, and was standing behind him with her arms around her shoulders. Xiao Liu laughed happily and said, "What are you looking at? Why are you distracted?"
Xiao Liu leaned over and followed Qingchen's gaze and walked through the gap. He looked at the saplings not far away. He immediately started to whisper: "How many years have you been?"
Zard said, "Have you written your homework in Qingchen?"
Qingchen said, "I've written 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 Liu said indifferently: "A person like me is destined to be unable to go to college, and I have no great ambitions. When you get admitted to Qinghe University, I will set up a pancake stall at the entrance of the university. Then you will fool your classmates to take care of my business. Am I very business-minded? I will give you a commission!"
Qingchen: "..."
Xiaoliu asked: "Why do you work so hard and want to take the Qinghe University exam?"
Zard said, "I know!"
As he said that, he whispered to the girl: "I heard that Yangyang wants to take the Qinghe University, so he also wants to take the exam, hehehe."
Qingchen was silent for a moment: "Why do I feel that you are normal and not very likable in the future?"
Zard scratched his head: "What does it mean? What does it mean after I get normal?"
"Copy your homework."
Zard and Xiaoliu took out the LCD panel on the light rail and frantically made up for homework at Qingchen's answer. During this period, they had to deliberately correct several options, otherwise the teacher would doubt it.
Qingchen, Zard and Xiaoliu wore the same school uniform, just like everyone's friends when they were young. There were always some people carrying their schoolbags on their backs, some people didn't do their homework the day before, some people talked loudly, and some people had a crush on girls and kept their thoughts deep in their hearts.
When a girl you like passes by, they will deliberately play and play to attract the girl's attention.
Qingchen looked at the two of them copying homework, and for some reason he felt comfortable.
It’s not because they copied homework, but because they saw that the world was particularly beautiful when they saw them still around.
Strange, why does this feel?
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When they arrived at the school stop, the girl got off the bus first, and the three of them followed behind and discussed going to play football after school in the afternoon.
The classroom was lively. Yangyang stuffed his schoolbag into the desk and sat in the first row, while Qingchen and his friends sat in the last row by the window.
The sun shines on his face and his eyes shine on the girl's back.
During the break, the students stood on the playground and formed a square array, Qingchen stood in front and counted the beats silently. Only when the sixth section was turning and moving, could they look back at the girl behind the team. The girl was wearing a white school uniform, and she was young and charming.
When I was a student, even when I put my homework book with the person I liked, I felt a little happy.
Youth is like a bottle of cheap iced soda in a convenience store. It was so beautiful at that time, but when I looked back, I couldn’t find the taste of it at that time.
At noon, three friends went to the cafeteria to have dinner. Wang Yuchao, Zhao Mingke and others who grew up in the same neighborhood came over. Wang Yuchao saw that there was meat in Qingchen's plate and his eyes lit up: "Your brother and sister-in-law are so nice to you. They worked hard on the construction site and gave you such high living expenses, for fear of being hungry."
Qingchen suddenly wiped the corner of his eyes: "You are all still here."
Xiao Liu touched his forehead: "How can we just talk nonsense today? We have been there all the time."
Qingchen ate the food on the plate cleanly, and the plate was clean and reflective after the meal.
At this time, an old man walked past the cafeteria with a hunched back, and his smile kindly supervised the students not to waste: "Who knew that every grain of food on the plate was hard, and you all have to learn to be Qingchen and not waste food!"
When the students saw him, they immediately stood up in a hurry and greeted him: "Hello, Principal."
Principal Li Xiurui said with a smile: "Sit down, sit down, hurry up and have a meal."
Qingchen looked at the principal's hunched back, and the other party was just guarding the cafeteria day after day, looking at the students, just like looking at his own children.
If the other party finds that there are students who are particularly poor and can only eat protein bars, he will also provide the opportunity to work and study.
It is said that the principal went on a hunger strike last year and finally asked the students for a lunch subsidy, making the food in the cafeteria half cheaper than outside.
Biology teacher wrench and geography teacher Hawthorn said during a chat that the Ministry of Education will suspend this subsidy this year. The old principal has planned to go to the Ministry of Education to sit in the quiet again, and they will follow this time.
The teachers in this school are famous for being a thorn in the city No. 5. If the Ministry of Education does not approve it, they will directly block the door of the Ginkgo Manor and force Qingshi to approve the subsidy.
However, the old principal told me that everyone would hold some egg whites in their pockets and eat them secretly while no one was paying attention. They wouldn't be really hungry...
The old principal's famous thief has caused great headaches for the ministries and committees.
It is said that the old principal and the head of the Qing family were classmates from Qinghe University, and no one dared to do anything to him.
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The bell rang in the afternoon, and physics teacher He Jinqiu walked in with an LCD panel. He was wearing a refined gray suit: "Your physical education teacher Iodophor is sick today, I will take this class."
The wailing sounds of students sounded in the classroom. There were no female students playing volleyball in short-sleeved shorts. They could not run wildly on the playground, or secretly go to the convenience store to buy popsicles and snacks. The boys could only do some shooting in the corridor between classes to enjoy it.
All of this seems to be the biggest regret of this age.
But when everyone looks back after a journey of life, they will suddenly realize that the regrets of people will only increase and increase in their lifetime.
He Jinqiu pushed his gold-rimmed glasses. He looked at Qingchen and smiled and said, "Study committee member, remember to collect the homework."
Qingchen nodded: "Okay teacher."
When other students complained that He Jinqiu occupied physical education class, Qingchen felt that he was particularly friendly. Boss He... He... Hey, why did he call him why boss?
Boss He is usually very strict, but he never calls his parents if his students make mistakes.
He Jinqiu said in class that if a teacher has to rely on parents to solve students' problems, it means that the teacher is not good at it.
Now the federal classrooms are full of holographic multimedia, but Boss He doesn't know where to buy chalk, and he specializes in small pieces, and when he sees someone distracted, he will smash it.
The little chalk head has eyes like a flying sword, and it is hit every time.
The students privately called him He Jianxian.
When school was over at 3 pm, the students rushed out of the school, and Qingchen walked towards the library with his schoolbags on his back.
He had a fixed seat, and the girl seemed to never change seats. The two of them sat face to face through a wide table.
There is a quiet sound of flipping through books and a rustling sound of pen tips in the library.
The girl is wearing headphones and is focused on correcting mistakes.
Until 9 o'clock in the evening, the two of them packed their schoolbags and walked towards the light rail station again. At this time, there were no one on the light rail. The two of them sat in the carriage across the aisle, and no one talked to anyone.
But the rumbling sound of the white horse light rail passing through the building seemed to have everything.
Life is like this light rail, rumbling to the distance.
Qingchen is very happy every day, as if he has lost and missed nothing, and he has never missed it.
There are no more regrets.
Days pass day by day, autumn goes and winter comes, winter goes and spring comes.
The atmosphere of the school is gradually becoming warmer, and the annual Qinghe University spring recruitment is about to begin.
The blackboard of each class reads the countdown, 100…9,8,7,6,5,4,3,2,1.
Not only the countdown, but also the slogan.
"Not bitter or tired, the third year of high school is boring; no hard work or struggle is equivalent to vain."
"The water wears away the stone and fights the college entrance examination; like a song, there should be no regrets."
"Fight for autumn, winter, spring and summer, and dream of flowers falling in my family for ten years."
Qingchen looked at the slogans and felt that all this was familiar and unfamiliar.
The head teacher said excitedly on the podium this autumn: "The day that determines destiny is finally here, but I want to remind everyone that you must bring your admission ticket and ID card. If you accidentally lose it, please re-issue it immediately according to the method I teach you. My phone number is... You can call me immediately when you encounter any difficulties! Okay, go home and rest. I wish you 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 towards the station one by one.
But this time, Qingchen is in front and girl is in back.
The two got into the car and waited silently for the light rail to arrive at the station.
This time, when the light rail arrived at the Ginkgo Station, the girl suddenly took off her headphones, 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, and the boy was filled with the school uniform of the wind, as if he was covering his entire youth.
Qingchen was stunned for a while before he realized. He clenched his fists excitedly, but he didn't know what to say.
However, in this life that he has been living again, something seems to be missing, but he can't remember what is missing.
Or deliberately forgot.
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Qingchen got out of the car and walked through the chaotic blocks. From a distance, he saw his brother finishing work early, carrying a killed chicken and a killed fish in his hand.
"Xiao Chen!" Qingzhun raised his hands happily: "Today improve your food, you will definitely get good grades tomorrow."
At this time, a familiar neighbor passed by and joked: "Oh, Lao Qing's family is going to leave Qinghe University. At that time, you have to set up a few tables on the street, so that the neighbors and neighbors will be happy."
Qingjun's eyes narrowed when she smiled: "No problem, that's a must-do. You don't know. Xiao Chen's third-level training score is the first in the city, and it's a foregone conclusion to be admitted to Qinghe University!"
"How could we not know? You're almost ruining this matter... Go home and cook for Xiaochen!" The neighbor complained: "It seems like you got the first place in the city by yourself."
"Hahaha, Li Yunshou, you are just envious and jealous!"
Qingzhun took Qingchen home, and his sister-in-law had already tied her apron and started washing vegetables. Now that we can have a good meal in this era, we have to invest a lot of money.
When it was time to eat, Brigadier General Qing had two chicken legs and two chicken wings clamped into Qingchen's bowl.
Qingchen was a little embarrassed: "You guys can eat something too."
Qingjun suddenly became serious: "You are growing up and you have eaten it!"
My father Qingxun looked at all this happily, but just sighed as he looked.
"Dad, what's wrong?" Qingchen asked.
Qingxun was silent for a moment: "You are really helping your father, but your father can't give you a good background like other fathers. I'm sorry to be a father."
Qingchen lowered his head: "What are you saying? I think our family is the best, it's much better than that consortium. There is no human touch in the deep mansion."
Qingxun laughed and scolded: "Have you seen the family of the consortium like? Don't talk nonsense before you see it."
However, at this moment, Qingjun suddenly looked at Qingchen: "How long have you been here?"
Qingchen was stunned for a moment: "Ten years."
Qingzhun asked again: "When will I go back?"
The world is so warm and everything is so beautiful.
If possible, Qingchen really wants to keep passing like this until the end of the world, until the sunset falls into the mountains, and it will always rise again.
Qingchen lowered his head, his expression hidden in the shadow cast by the light. He remembered everything.
He whispered, "But... you all are still here."
The world is frozen, and time is locked.
Qingxun and his sister-in-law stopped in the air with their chopsticks.
Only Qingzhun and Qingchen are still fresh.
Qingzhun looked at Qingchen and said seriously: "It's time to go back, and there are still people waiting for you. Although this world is beautiful, it only exists in your heart. Boy, look forward and the flowers will bloom again. Different summers have different beauty, and come again when you go."
Qingchen knew where this was, and it was a process of being assimilated by the will of the world. If possible, maybe he would really be willing to stay here, repeating the youth and warmth again and again.
No wonder Ren Xiaosu said that it is different from the world assimilation and the heart-to-heart.
Asking your heart is to give you pain and prevent you from looking at those sufferings directly.
The process of assimilation with the world gives you everything you want, as if you are in heaven and never want to leave again.
However, this time Qingchen did not go through it by himself, but Qingzhun helped him go through it.
This brother who assimilated with the world awakened him at this most critical moment.
With such an older brother, even the will of the world cannot assimilate him.
Qingjun looked at Qingchen with a smile: "You know what to choose. Those who die are dead are dead, and those who live still have to live, go."
Qingchen suddenly said, "I want to wait a little longer."
Qingzhun was surprised.
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As the new day comes, Qingchen once again rushed to the exam room with his schoolbag on his back.
He finished every subject step by step, checked all the papers over and over again until he confirmed that he had done his best.
After two days of the exam, all students returned to school to estimate their scores.
The school was full of laughter, and both the poor and the top students were playing.
Qingchen walked into the campus, but saw He Jinqiu, Wang Yuchao, Wrench, Hawthorn, Xiaoliu, Iodine, Zard, Li Xiurui and others waiting there, looking at him with a smile.
He Jinqiu smiled and said, "Go back, we don't need courage to go where we go, we only need courage to go where you want to go."
Li Xiurui smiled and said, "Boy, go back."
Iodine: "Go back!"
Wrench: “Go back!”
Everyone smiled brightly and said, "It's time to go back!"
Qingchen took a deep breath: "Thank you, I'm very happy to meet you. See you next intersection."
After saying that, he stepped forward and hugged them one by one.
This is the meaning of him waiting for another two days. He wants to say goodbye to these most brilliant stars in his life one by one.
The next moment, Qingchen whispered the wizard's spell: "Life.is.like.an.adverse.journey."
Life is like a journey against the road, and I am also a traveler.
In an instant, in the dark safe room under the Central Royal City, the black true vision in Qingchen's hand shone brightly. He wanted to seal his spiritual will and strip himself from this world.