When I first entered Hexian County, I was unable to sleep completely in the long and long nights for a long time.

She and Jian Ru and Lu Cheng squeezed into a two-meter-two-meter-two-bed, while grandma was wronged on the one-meter-two-bed beside her. In order to make it easier for the first time to wash in the morning, Jian Xing could only sleep on the outside of the bed every day.

This house was rented, and Jian Ru spent money, but Jian Xing still felt that it was someone else's home.

She was careful all day long and stiff all over, and a string in her head collapsed and collapsed again and again, getting tighter and tighter every day.

Moving from his hometown to Hexian, Jian Ru had nothing but money, so Jian Xing had to go to an expensive private school. This private school was strange, so it was opened opposite No. 3 Middle School. The two schools were only separated by a road. The teachers who fought and caused trouble could not control it. As long as they were given money, the private school would collect it.

As soon as he came out, he had a lot of expenses. Jian Ru was not at ease and began to work hard, and finally chose the lowest-cost snacks to sell.

But she never sells at No. 3 Middle School or private schools, and would rather go to No. 2 Middle School or Hezhong, which is further away.

After a long time, Jian Xing could clearly feel a sense of numbness in his body, and it was not until Jian Ru saved money and bought the landlord's yard that this consciousness that could not be said to be what it was finally gone without realizing it.

A year later, Jianxing went to junior high school to junior high school.

Perhaps in order to reduce unnecessary trouble, private schools can take care of everything from elementary school to junior high school, without considering any household registration issues. As long as you continue to pay tuition fees, you can go to junior high school in a familiar environment.

Jianxing is still in a private school in junior high school, and he can only rely on the progress of textbooks every day to prove that life has not been repeated.

2006 New Year's Day in 2007 was Monday. Hexian County suffered the first snow in winter. The snow came very late and was in a hurry, so that everyone was amazed by the whole city when they opened their eyes. There were a lot more parents who sent their children on the road.

Jian Xing’s family is in the alley next to the school. It takes less than five minutes to walk through it. Naturally, there is no need for Jian Ru to send her away, let alone Jian Ru went out early.

Jian Xing was wearing a scarf that his grandma had woven around her neck, and she kept breathing while walking, and the gas wet her wool and made her face a little stung.

She was about to pull away when a black car suddenly stopped by the road beside her.

The one who got off the bus was a young woman who hadn't seen her for two years. She seemed to have not changed anything and even looked younger.

She was wearing a pink coat, with no buttons on the coat, revealing her light apricot skirt and white fluffy boots. She was so beautiful.

It turns out that she is also from Hexian County.

It sounds like they are people from the same world, but a discerning person can tell the difference between them by just looking at it.

After all, Jian Ru's clothes have always been mainly black, white and gray.

And Jian Xun has been wearing school uniforms for many years.

Jian Xing stood there in a daze, staring at her without blinking.

Soon, the door of the back seat of the car opened, and a boy came down. He couldn't tell how big he was, but he was taller than Jian Xing. He was wearing the school uniform of No. 3 Middle School and holding a bottle of milk in his hand and putting it in his pocket.

"Don't forget to drink when you go to school," said the young woman.

"I understand, you go back quickly, don't worry about the cold." The boy said, bent down and buttoned up two coats for the young woman.

The young woman smiled and hit the boy, "Oh, are you upset?"

"I learned from my dad," the boy waved his hand and "left."

He said as he walked across the long road and walked across the opposite side. A boy in a school uniform ran from a distance and hugged his shoulder. In just half a minute, Jane Xing saw many people greet him.

At this time, the young woman's cell phone rang, and she answered, "I understand, I'm sending your son to school."

As he spoke, he got into the car.

The car quickly disappeared from sight.

The snow on the ground had melted by half at this time, no longer a white patch, but Jian Xing was still dazed in sight at that moment. She stared at the exhaust of the car, and suddenly smelled a strong smell of dust at the tip of her nose.

There is also fishy blood and odor.

No matter how clear the snow is, the blood cannot be covered.

The blood and energy rushed towards the mind that was not clear in the morning. A certain Jiao Luo, who was pressing against the nerves, seemed to have some consciousness to break free and burst out. The box that thought it had disappeared for two years suddenly vibrated violently, and the strong wind came. Just understate it was enough to blow over the thick dust that had accumulated on the box.

Despite being covered in dust for a long time, it was like a new thing at that moment.

It never disappeared, and even grew twisted minions and rhizomes in this moment due to years of ignorance.

The rhizome was stuck tightly in Jian Xing's heart, and every time her heartbeat it made her feel pain all over, as if telling her:

A wicked person will never end well, and a thief will never see the sun of the sky.

"So I still recommend that you think more about your life when writing essays in the future. Other people's things are always someone else's." The Chinese teacher finished speaking, and the bell rang at the end of get out of class.

The ringtone entered his ears and almost pierced his eardrums. Jian Xing suddenly came back to his senses and did the same thing as that day of that year - she shook her hands and tried to cover her face, but in an instant she realized that she was not wearing a scarf at all today.

The only fig leaf is gone.

Jian Xing suddenly felt stuffy in her chest, and her throat was even more swollen and sore. The Chinese teacher left the classroom with her front feet. She immediately stood up. Her movements were a little sudden, attracting attention from people around her. She had no energy to manage her expressions and did not say hello to Xu Lu. When she raised her legs and squeezed out, Xu Lu pulled the chair forward in an inch with dissatisfaction. The chair rubbed sharply and sharply, Jian Xing felt that it was even more difficult to breathe.

Xu Lu said in a bad tone: "Tell me! I almost tripped into my chair!"

Jian Xing didn't hear what Xu Lu said clearly. She lowered her eyes, threw a hoarse voice, said "I'm sorry" and hurriedly left the classroom.

The break time between classes is only ten minutes, and the only place to go is the toilet.

Jian Xing twisted his hand and turned on the faucet. The water in winter was like a flowing out of an ice cellar. It was soaked on the skin that it was about to deprive the last layer of sensory ability. Jian Xing looked at the skin being bit by bit by bit by red, but he couldn't notice a little cold in his heart.

People who have lived in the abyss and swamps for a long time are not afraid of the cold.

Instead, they can suck these and build thicker and thicker bodies.

But what should she do when the person she likes is under the light? She has just stepped closer and her body has been poured into dense holes.

The deformed minions and rhizomes are naturally stubborn. In order to avoid these exposed spots, they can only tangle in complex ways, so they become more and more distorted and more ferocious.

I have no light in my heart and no grass grows.

Once the hypocritical skin is torn apart, the ugly truth can only be revealed.

She has no way out.

Thinking of this, Jian Xing suddenly let out a low whimper from her throat with an uncontrollable aura. She tightened her throat and tried to swallow the fragility back, but she vomited it out in an instant.

She was very moved, which made the classmate next to her ask worriedly, "Class, classmate, are you okay?"

Jane Xun tried to wave her hands while spasming even more fiercely.

These spasms are like Jane Xun's final resistance, and she attempts to uproot those things by hurting eight hundred and destroying one thousand enemies.

Physiological tears rushed out of her eyes, and Jian Xing covered her stomach in a blur and thought: If she even pulled out the roots, can she still survive?

"Can you still live?" After the history class, Xu Changlin left the classroom, Lin Youle shouted, "Damn! I really don't want to live anymore when I listen to this history class!"

The historical questions were a little biased this time. For people like Lin Youle who failed the high school entrance examination, it is rare to be similar to the additional questions.

After resting for half an hour during the break, Jian Xing originally wanted to ask Lin Youle what he didn't understand, but the feeling of fatigue was too strong, so he had to give up and sleep on the table.

But as soon as she lay down, Xu Lu poked her arm next to her and asked, "Jian Xing, have you done this question?"

Jian Xing looked up and said softly, "Yeah", she gave Xu Lu the test paper, "You can read it yourself."

Xu Lu paused and stared at her for several seconds. For some reason, her face became much worse. She said stiffly: "Can't you tell me?"

"I..." Before Jian Xing finished speaking, Xu Lu turned her head back and didn't answer the test paper. She left a sentence, "I don't want to say it!"

Jian Xing opened his mouth and said nothing for a while. He just took the test paper back and continued to lie down.

I spent the whole day in a drowsy mood. I don’t know if it was because of the score, but the class was particularly silent today. Occasionally, someone talked about Xu Zhengqing, which brought me a few meaningful sighs.

During the evening study, Xu Lu did not call Jian Xing for dinner, and Jian Xing didn't want to eat too much. She went to the playground alone and did not take a walk, but just found a corner to sit.

Looking around, everyone looks the same.

There is a regulation that everyone should wear school uniforms during school hours. A school uniform can easily bring everyone into the same world.

Those differences in family background, literacy, knowledge, even the most obvious appearance, and more levels often only need to be revealed more clearly after adult independence.

The suffering of adults is not something that people in the ivory tower can imagine, so nostalgia for youth has become a specific program for some adults after the third night.

Because for them, studying hard in school is the easiest thing in life.

At least this matter can be achieved through hard work.

What about something else?

Jian Xing thought, silently lowered her head. She stretched her legs and pressed her upper body very low. The fallen leaves on the steps at her feet were yellow, and the wet traces of melting snow were stuck on it. When she touched it, the coolness climbed from her fingertips to her heart.

"Zhengqing, catch the ball!"

A voice came, Jian Xing looked up at the conditioned reflex and saw that Xu Zhengqing was among the people playing basketball.

Xu Zhengqing was also wearing a school uniform. At this time, the sky was reflected in orange and red by the afterglow of the setting sun. The ground of the basketball court was green, the plastic track was red, the school uniform was blue, and the boy was colorful.

He responded, easily jumped over the ball thrown from afar, raised his hands gently, and his fingertips passed through the air, and the basketball spun into the basket.

Sparse applause came with the same teammate: "Awesome!"

Xu Zhengqing smiled, and Dongfeng lifted up his hair and showed a slightly handsome face. He didn't say anything, but just raised his hand and snapped his fingers in the air.

The heroic figure of a young man cannot be covered up in just a short winter.

Jane Xing stared at him for a few more times, slowly got up and left the playground.

After a while, Xu Zhengqing felt hot, so he said hello to the next door, then walked to the basketball table next door with his school uniform coat.

When he bent down and put his coat, he looked up inadvertently at the entrance. The girl's figure flashed past. Xu Zhengqing narrowed his eyes and then withdrew his gaze after a few seconds.

At this time, Qin Jiaming walked over slowly and handed him a bottle of water and asked him: "I heard that I have been the first in the grade, congratulations."
To be continued...