"Pendant!"

"Qin'er, it's you, is it really you?" Jiang Han held the pendant in his hand tightly.

His soul was trembling.

My heart is trembling.

His will was extremely firm, his soul was like a rock, and he would not shake at all after thousands of disasters, but now his heart was trembling at this moment, because when he saw the pendant... he realized that the goddess in the wild world was probably really Qin'er.

"Qin'er." Jiang Han murmured to himself.

He felt that everything in front of him seemed blurry, and everything returned to the past...

I remember what year tonight, it would be great if it was just a dream.

...

How many years have passed, scenes from the past seem to have flowed into my heart again.

My name is Jiang Han. Jiang has so many beautiful rivers. He has a sword and a cold light in the nineteen states... Of course, this is not the reason for the name, but because it was too cold on the day I was born, my father gave me a name casually.

I can't remember the things I had when I was young, so it would be better if I didn't talk about them.

I only remember that following my father since I was a child is a real martial art... It’s a pity that according to my father, the world has changed, and I can only practice martial arts, and it is difficult for anyone to log in to real martial arts.

Therefore, what I practice is to practice, seeking to nourish one's body and live a long life.

But from my childhood observation, I can't live long when practicing this martial arts. My great-grandfather didn't live long, and only lived one year more than the turtle he raised...

No matter how many childhood experiences I have, it is hard for me to remember... I went to school with other children, played marbles, and played with small cards... They are all beautiful memories of the past... I am just a little shit

The above...just nagging.

Let's start with the source of the story.

These stories are sweet, regret, sad, and sad.

It was a September day.

That year, perhaps 2000, or 2000, I can't remember it very clearly, only I know that my river city is always called the stove city by adults.

The autumn tiger season has just passed.

I have just transformed from a little kid to a big kid. To be more civilized, I can call me a young school boy. I am twelve years old and entered the top middle school campus within a radius of 1,000 meters.

Well, you read that right, it is a radius of 1,000 meters, not a radius of 1,000 miles.

I'm very happy.

Because... I finally don't have to wear red scarves anymore... I only know how many red scarves I bought, and because I didn't have money to climb over the school wall... The school railings were kicked off by me who had practiced... Who told me that they hadn't been renovated for ten years?

So I'm very happy.

I forgot the name of the school, and I forgot which classroom, I only remember it was Class 4. Because I reported late, I sat in the penultimate row. It’s not because I had poor grades, I can swear...

Being able to meet is a fate; being able to meet is a blessing!

The Buddha said that 500 times of looking back can only pass by in this life. I don’t believe in any of the other words he said, but I believe in this sentence.

Just because I discovered you.

That year, I had a glimpse of 12.

At that time, I looked at it with a squint.

A girl sitting in front of me kept a braid that I thought was very ladylike.

Perhaps this is what fate has long been destined.

At that time, you loved to laugh, and I liked to see you laugh, just like your smile... and then you smirked foolishly and you called me a fool... I was so angry, but I couldn't refute it.

The simpler the person is, the younger the younger the, the less reason it is to like someone, because we are ignorant and frank, it can also be called naive. When we grow up, it is difficult to have pure, true purity.

And I, the journey with your enemies, began like this.

Just because, since you called me a fool, I started pulling your braid... I believe many people in the class have done this, but unfortunately, they don’t dare to do it except me.

Who told you to be called a little fairy? Who told you to be beautiful and beautiful? Who told you to be good at grades? What's more, you also have an aunt and class teacher, the old class we call.

So, you are always held.

But I just don't spoil you.

In fact, except for occasionally pulling your braids, I didn't do anything too out of the ordinary... Maybe it was because I didn't have breakfast one time and you gave me half of your bread; maybe it was because I was criticized by the old class, and you specifically comforted me and told me that the old class was for my own good; or maybe, I lost my admission ticket during the high school entrance examination and forgot to bring it, and you and I looked for a kilometer along the road under the scorching sun; or maybe...

Our experiences are not all good.

You are also angry, quarrel with me, you have also had a stiff relationship with me, you have even been angry with me, and you have even cried by me... Fortunately, we all have the Lotte attributes. If we have more quarrels, it will melt at most two or three days...

Fortunately, in the three years of middle school, I always sat in front, back and forth at your side... After thinking about it carefully, it was a wonderful experience...

However, the cruelty of life lies in the fact that you didn’t know when you experienced the best.

Companionship is the longest love, and time is the best magic... In three years, you accidentally walked into my heart with a smile and frown, rooted in the depths of my soul.

At that time, I didn't dare to confess because I knew you didn't dare to accept my confession.

I dare not, because I am afraid that you will refuse.

You dare not, because our future is unknown.

The high school entrance examination is the first diversion of our lives. This is not changed because of my martial arts practice. Even later, I achieved achievements that I could not imagine because of my martial arts practice... In the summer of fourteen years old, that was the first major event in our life facing us.

During the exam process, I have forgotten the content of the exam... I only remember that the composition title is "Treat yourself well". Now I think about it, the question setting teacher is indeed very skilled and thoughtful. After all, the most difficult thing in life is to treat yourself well.

The rest.

I just remember you accompanied me to find an admission ticket for an entire hour...

The results of the high school entrance examination were very lucky and unfortunate.

Fortunately, I performed exceptionally...

Unfortunately, you made a mistake...

On the day I received the results, I was very happy. My father and mother thought I was because I took the exam so well... Actually, it was because I found that you only had twenty more than me...

I think the Guanyin Bodhisattva that my mother took me to worship before the exam played a role. Judging from the division of the fractions, you will definitely join a school with me... The top city focus within a radius of ten miles.

Well, there are three high schools in our district, one in the province, one in the city, and one in the general high school.

However, the greatness of fate lies in that when you give you a sweet date and let you imagine more sweet dates, you will be slapped hard next.

I was very happy the day I received the results.

You are very silent, and I don’t seem to care about your loss. All I think of is that we will be together in the same high school for another three years. Maybe... at that time, I was called selfish.

When I was leaving school, because my parents were accompanying me... you didn't tell me too much.

I am the same.

Because, we all know each other's address and phone number information.

...

More than two months later.

When I was happily reporting to the school, I stood in front of the huge roster board and looked back and forth more than ten times until the guard felt something was wrong and asked me what was wrong... My mind was still a little confused.

Your name is not on the roster.

And you, obviously half a month ago, told me that you received the admission letter.

I stood there for a long time.

I didn't even notice that the guard took my hand.

I arrived at my class as fast as possible and handed the admission letter and tuition to my class teacher... and then, under the attention of the new classmates in the class... I ran away.

It's really running away.

One second before the first class meeting... ran away.

I ran to your house like crazy, and only then I realized that there was no one here.

I ran back to my former junior high school, found the old classmate, and asked where you went, because she was your aunt. In fact, the old classmate was less than 30 years old, and she seemed to understand what I was thinking and only said something.

"She didn't do well in the high school entrance examination, so she turned back to her hometown, which was far away...I don't need to look for it anymore."

I was stunned.

...

The first day of high school coverage.

I went to the high school to report, and then ran away again... It was very disturbing, and the school called home.

My father and mother looked for me all day.

actually.

I just wandered on the junior high school campus, wandered on the streets and alleys we used to go together, wandered on the bookstores and parks we have been to... I just wanted to find the atmosphere of our being together.

And fantasized that you didn't go far away... just hid.
To be continued...