When Xuezhu found Zhu Qingying in the women's bathroom, she was squatting in one of the pits and crying.

If it weren't for the sound of a good friend, Xuezhu would have thought the toilet was really haunted.

She followed the sound and found Zhu Qingying, knocked on the door and asked, "Yingying, why are you crying?"

"Xiaozhu..."

Zhu Qingying sobbed and said, "Yes, I'm sorry, I'm going to break the appointment."

Xuezhu didn't react for a while and stuttered in a tone: "What, what does it mean? Haven't you passed the first year of the exam?"

"My father was transferred to the next city because of his work. I, I... also want to go to the next city to study in high school."

Xuezhu's brain exploded.

After digesting this sentence, a sourness quickly surged into her eyes and nose.

"You won't go to No. 1 Middle School to go to high school?" she asked with a trembling corner.

"Well..." Zhu Qingying also answered her in a trembling voice.

Xue Zhu stood there for half a minute, her shoulders and neck stretched straight, and her hands hanging on both sides of her body clenched into fists.

Zhu Qingying couldn't hear her talking through the door, thinking she was leaving, so she lay in front of the door and asked tentatively: "Xiaozhu? Are you still here?"

The answer to her was a good friend who whispered a fierce rebuke: "Liar! I will never believe you again!"

Then the footsteps rang out.

Zhu Qingying was anxious and opened the door immediately. Sure enough, Xue Zhu was not seen. She was panicked and hurriedly chased her without thinking.

After chasing half of the teaching building, she was finally tired of running away because Xue Zhu, and blocked her under a staircase.

Xuezhu knew that she couldn't escape, so she simply pressed her head against the wall and faced her with her back.

Zhu Qingying broke her shoulder and saw the snow bamboos with tears on her face and red eyes.

"I'm sorry, sorry, Xiaozhu."

She sobbed and said sorry. Xuezhu was so angry that she was so angry that she didn't care whether her good friends felt it hurt. She just wanted to vent all her disappointment and anger on Zhu Qingying.

"You agreed that we will go to No. 1 Middle School together! You don't keep your word, you liar! liar!"

Just beating is not enough, she also has to vent her anger with a roar.

Zhu Qingying was scolded by her and hugged her without caring about Xuezhu's struggle, leaning on her shoulder and crying loudly: "I don't want to go either..."

The two girls stood at the stairs to compete with whom they cried loudly. The graduates passing by turned their heads and stopped. They didn't know that they thought they were a couple who were performing a graduation breakup.

Crying also requires energy, and in the end, she cried silently, and the two girls finally calmed down.

"Can't you tell your father? You can stay in No. 1 Middle School to study for boarding." Xue Zhu took the initiative to give Zhu Qingying a suggestion.

Zhu Qingying shook her head: "I said it, they disagree."

There is nothing to do with Xuezhu.

They are still young and only follow the arrangements of adults in many things and cannot make decisions on their own.

"Then you leave, what should you and Liang Jiazheng do?" Xuezhu asked, "Didn't you say you want to confess to him?"

Zhu Qingying's expression, who had just recovered, immediately became depressed again, sobbing and started crying again, and shook her head while crying: "I won't confess, let's do it."

She remembered the afternoon they were closest to.

A boy who had been in love with him for three years was always deliberately making various coincidences to meet him. Until that graduation mobilization meeting, all the class leaders of all the junior high school classes gathered together for a meeting. They were originally interested but the vacant seat next to him was suddenly knocked out.

She raised her head and was stunned.

Liang Jiazheng knocked on the table and asked her politely: "Is anyone sitting next to you?"

She didn't care whether this seat was taken for Xue Zhu or not, and nodded vigorously like a chicken stumbled on rice.

Liang Jiazheng actually sat next to her!

In the following meeting, Xuezhu's faint gaze from behind, and her passionate speeches on the podium were ignored by her. Her mind was full of boys around her, her clean and tidy school uniform, her hair was cut short, her lips that were tightly listening to the teacher's words, and her beautiful fingers holding the notes to record every word the teacher said.

At this moment, she was so happy that she wanted to announce this wonderful coincidence to the whole world, but she had to pretend to be calm and look at her side, as if she didn't care about God's sudden surprise arrangement. No matter how she was still as moving as a mountain, her heart had already collapsed.

Zhu Qingying thought that he might never forget this afternoon in his life.

This afternoon was so heart-warming.

No longer decided to confess, Xuezhu accompanied her to the back mountain of the school. Zhu Qingying yelled at the lawn and trees all over the mountain: "I like you! I especially like you! I have liked you for three years!"

After shouting this sentence, she silently recited the boy's name in her heart.

Liang Jiazheng.

When I left school, I happened to meet Liang Jiazheng who was also waiting for the bus at the bus stop to get home.

Zhu Qingying walked to him with the accumulated three years of courage. At this moment, he had full strength and brewed for a long time. Finally, he just raised his hand timidly and said, "Hi, Liang Jiazheng, happy graduation."

The boy looked at her.

After a while, he nodded and smiled at her: "So too, happy graduation, wish Qingying."

When he pronounced her name, his pronunciation was so clear and nice.

This is the first time Zhu Qingying heard him call her name in three years.

She suddenly wanted to cry again, and she didn't know whether she was sad or happy, so she said goodbye to him, and then turned around and ran away with a pretended ease.

***

At the end of August, Xuezhu sent Zhu Qingying away at the train station.

The train was about to start, and the two girls were still hugging each other.

The parents of both sides almost thought that this was a life-and-death separation.

"It's just a city away, and I'm not going to a far place and can't see it anymore. OK, don't cry anymore."

Xuezhu's parents said this.

"I will definitely bring Yingying back to see you during the holidays, okay?"

Zhu Qingying’s parents said this.

The radio broadcast of the conductor prompting passengers to get on the bus rang again.

Xuezhu sent her best friend since her kindergarten days.

After so many years, when she mentioned her best friend, the first thing she thought of was Zhu Qingying. When she wrote an essay like my good friend, the name she wrote must be Zhu Qingying.

On the way home from the train station, Xuezhu kept leaning against the car window and not talking.

She kept thinking about the moment when the train started, Zhu Qingying looked red with her eyes and her hands pressed against the glass to wave to her desperately.

"Xiao Zhu?" The mother, who was sitting in the passenger seat, looked back and said in a worried tone, "What's wrong?"

Xuezhu shook her head.

She just realized at this moment that she was not the center of the world.

It's like I know that the moon didn't follow me.

Compared to the vast ocean in this world, everything is not something she can do, and everyone is not living around her.

They will all leave her.

Like the zhengyue, like Zhong Zihan, like Zhu Qingying, or even Chi Yue.

And Meng Yuning.

In fact, time never deliberately brings suffering to people. It just uses countless passing times to slowly tell people who are growing up that they can't go back to those days in the past.

Or the passage of time is suffering and cruel reality.

***

The high school life that I had longed for in my dreams when I was a child has finally come.

Xuezhu changed into the school uniform of No. 1 Middle School that she had been looking forward to for a long time.

The same style as Meng Yuning, with a light sky blue color and a very beautiful color.

After entering high school, Xuezhu had a little difficulty in learning. Her mother was a little anxious and stopped her piano class and dance class, and signed her for an after-class tutoring class. So Xuezhu's piano level was always stopped at the amateur level nine, and her Latin dance level was always stopped at the gold medal.

The boys in the class are not as naughty as they were in elementary school or junior high school. After all, everyone is fifteen or sixteen years old. No matter how ignorant it is, they know how gentle it is. At the beginning, the male and female students were assigned to each other, and the prosperous era of men and women not looking down on each other was over. They began to be involuntarily attracted by the excellent opposite sex around them, and began a vague love. Several people even had signs of early love not long after school started.

Uncle Meng's health is getting worse and worse. He insists on not treating him. Recently, he even said he wants to go home and doesn't want to waste that money and is hospitalized.

The strong man with a height of more than 160 kilograms had lost almost 50 kilograms due to illness. His whole face was sunken and his eye sockets were even lost. Every time Xuezhu followed his parents to the hospital to see him, she couldn't even recognize that it was Uncle Meng.

Xu Qin still took care of him in a daze, and even lost nearly fifteen kilograms.

Because she ran to the factory and hospital, she had no time to dress up again, and she was facing the sky. She couldn't make up for her age disadvantage. The black above her head was almost growing to her ears. She didn't go to the barber shop to re-color her. Because she felt it was troublesome, she simply cut off the part of her dyed yellow hair and turned into a somewhat capable short black hair.

Meng Yunjian thought she was not good-looking and wanted to divorce her.

Xu Qin scolded him for being a man with no conscience, and she would never divorce even if he died.

This conversation sounded pitiful and funny, and successfully made the patients in the entire ward laugh.
To be continued...