The school girl at the same table can't be a middle school girl

On the way back, Jiang Chen and An Yimo didn't speak, the ground was wet all the way, and even the whole sky seemed to be washed.

Sitting on the bus, An Yimo kept looking out the window, Jiang Chen could only see her side face, like a frost cover.

It was as if she had become a different person all of a sudden, like many times before, the girl An Yimo was sitting beside him, but Jiang Chen felt that they were not in the same world, like that black hole Deep eyes.

After returning to the community, Jiang Chen and An Yimo said goodbye, he opened the door and went back to his bedroom and fell asleep straight away, he was too tired.

In the evening, after eating at An Yimo's house, Jiang Chen sat in the yard of her house, looking at the distant sky, his face slowly blushed again, the birds were returning to their nests, and night was about to fall.

An Yimo was also in the yard. She played the piano quietly, as if she was whispering something that no one was listening to.

Jiang Chen didn't bother her either, he didn't volunteer to ask An Yimo to play any songs.

A wordless silence rippled between the two.

After a long time, the short-haired beautiful girl stopped putting her hands on the black and white keys.

For a long time, no one spoke.

The yard was quiet, and the old man went out after eating, probably for a walk.

Here, only Jiang Chen and An Yimo are in the wordless silence.

"Jiang Chen."

Finally, An Yimo spoke, and she softly called Jiang Chen's name.

"Well, what happened?"

Jiang Chen's tone was extraordinarily gentle, without the previous laughter, he was afraid of breaking the beautiful white moonlight.

"Do you think I'm sick?"

As she spoke, she pointed to her little head.

Seeing her like this, Jiang Chen immediately laughed angrily.

"Why do you ask that?"

"I do not know either."

An Yimo started to look at the sky again.

"Many people don't believe it, but I really think he exists."

"Who is he?"

Jiang Chen asked.

"His name is Sardis, and he is a brother."

"Oh, what does it look like?"

Not knowing why, Jiang Chen felt a little sour in his heart.

"I don't know, I can't remember, I don't even know if it's true, but I just believe it, and I am."

As she spoke, An Yimo's voice carried a hint of crying.

Jiang Chen didn't look at her, nor opened his mouth to speak, he knew that An Yimo needed time.

Once again, the two remained silent.

"An Yimo."

After a long time, Jiang Chen spoke.

"Huh?" An Yimo looked up at Jiang Chen.

"Actually, I'm quite envious. A top student like you feels like he's good at everything, so he should be very happy. If it were me, and I got No.1 in the exam, I might wake up laughing when I sleep."

Jiang Chen joked.

Hearing this, An Yimo was startled for a moment, and didn't answer Jiang Chen immediately, but just looked up at the blue sky again, blinking her eyes, as if she was thinking about something.

The atmosphere between the two seemed to be a little more relaxed.

"Wake up laughing while sleeping? Is it that exaggerated?"

A faint smile appeared on An Yimo's face.

"Of course, maybe it will be even more exaggerated."

Jiang Chen said immediately.

"But why can't I sleep?"

An Yimo whispered, looking at a bird that just passed by in the sky.

"What did you say?" Jiang Chen only saw her small mouth move, but couldn't hear what she said clearly, as if blown away by the wind.

"I say."

An Yimo looked at Jiang Chen, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, at that moment, like the moment when flowers bloom in spring, two dimples were exposed.

"Actually, I'm quite happy."

After finishing speaking, she smiled again, looked towards the sky, and stopped looking at Jiang Chen.

"Your smile seems a little cold."

Jiang Chen finally did not say these words.

How many times has he seen An Yimo laugh, twice?Or three times?
The smile just now, the two dimples are the most obvious, but he felt it, even though it was only for a moment, he still felt it, a bit far-fetched.

"You're not really happy, your smile is just a protective color you wear..."

Suddenly, Jiang Chen sang leisurely.

"I do not have!"

An Yimo seemed to be seen through by someone, like a little wild cat with fur, he beat Jiang Chen's shoulder with his fist.

The strength of that shot, in Jiang Chen's view, was like giving him a massage.

It is as hard as that sentence hammering your chest with a small fist.

"Okay, stop singing, stop singing."

Jiang Chen said hastily.

"Jiang Chen, Xueba is also a human being, and there is nothing special about it."

An Yimo stopped, looked up at the sky again, and said in a deep voice.

"There are so many people in this world, and there may be many, many better than me."

"Xueba is also a human being, so do you read novels?" Jiang Chen asked.

"What kind of novel do you mean?"

"Internet novels, such as some domineering CEO falling in love with me."

"No." An Yimo shook her head.

"Oh yes, you told me, what about the game?"

"game?"

"It's an online game, king?"

"What is a king?"

"A game, what about eating chicken?"

"I don't know each other, then, Mr. Guangyu has played it before, girls like to play it more."

"nor."

"Well, maybe I'm under a lot of academic pressure and don't have time to play. What about the 4399 game? I used to play games there when I was young. You should have played it too."

Jiang Chen looked at An Yimo and said, eyes full of expectation, but the next moment she shook her head.

"do not know."

"Okay, so are you chasing stars? For example, those who sing and dance rap idols."

"No, but I have a favorite writer."

"Who?"

"Da Bing, I like his books very much."

"Well, I don't think I've heard of it."

As Jiang Chen said, he raised his head and looked at the sky that was getting darker and darker.

"Show videos? For example, a certain sound, or a certain hand, or a watermelon." Jiang Chen said unwillingly.

Now that short videos are so popular, he doesn't believe that An Yimo won't post them.

But at the next moment, An Yimo still shook her head.

"How could this be?"

Jiang Chen snapped his fingers, and murmured.

"I might be busy, so it's normal not to know." An Yimo explained.

"It's normal to be busy now, but when I was a child, I remember that when I was a child, I was very free. When I was on vacation, I would go back to my hometown, go up the mountain to dig bird nests, and go down the river to take a bath and catch fish."

As he said that, Jiang Chen glanced at An Yimo, and found that she was staring at him blankly, as if signaling him to continue talking.

"At that time, I had a group of friends who played various games, such as hide-and-seek, day or night, sometimes for hours."

"By the way, there is also a game of catching people. This can be played for half a day."

"In autumn, when the rice is harvested, we will go to the fields to play, stepping on the remaining rice stalks with bare feet."

"There are grain piles one after another. Once a fire is made, it will be like a bonfire. We will run around and run around the burning grain piles. It's fun."

Jiang Chen got a little excited when he said that.

An Yimo, who was sitting by the side, listened carefully, his eyes sparkled with curiosity and longing.

After a while, Jiang Chen stopped suddenly, then looked at An Yimo, looked at her expression, and asked tentatively.

"You, you haven't played before, have you?"

Hearing this, the light in An Yimo's eyes dimmed a bit, then she slowly shook her head.

"When I was young, I lived in the city, surrounded by high-rise buildings like steel and concrete, like a huge cage, and, when I was young, my mother was strict with me and enrolled me in many training courses, so I didn't have much free time .”

"Then do you have any friends? Like me and the tortoise, Cheng Kexing."

An Yimo shook her head again, scratched the hair on her forehead, and stared blankly at the sky.

"It doesn't make sense, you are so good, there should be many people willing to be friends with you."

"It used to be, but when they asked me to go out to play, I didn't have time, so I had no choice but to refuse. At night, my mother didn't allow me to go out to play, saying that it was not safe for girls to go out at night."

"Over time, they felt that I was pretending to be cold, so they stopped calling me, and then slowly stayed away from me."

"So your mother is really strict with you. My father is different. He raised me up since I was a child, and often went out to travel. He left me at home alone, and went out to be chic. Hey, I really want to doubt, I Is it his own?"

"The day before yesterday, he left a letter and went wandering again."

"Are you going on a trip?"

"No, I don't know which country I'm going to this time."

"Actually, I'm quite envious of your father. You can go to many places, see many scenery, and meet many people."

After finishing speaking, An Yimo paused, propped his chin with his hands again, blinked his eyes and looked at the distant horizon, where the distance seemed to lie.

"I have read some books, which depict many beautiful places, mountains, rivers, seas, different blue sky and white clouds, bright starry sky, birds and cicadas, and many interesting people and stories."

"I really want to see, are those places in reality the same as those in the book? Where are the different places, the vast grassland, and the Daocheng mentioned in the book."

"Of course I can. After the college entrance examination, I will also go for a walk. I will take the tortoise and Cheng Kexing together to see the sea and climb mountains. I usually like to read books. I have learned a lot from books."

"However, many principles cannot be learned from books."

"It's also said in the book that if you read thousands of books and travel thousands of miles, you will become a nerd if you learn too much?"

"I don't." An Yimo replied weakly.

"Hey, it's not good to know too much. Some people, even if they understand a lot, can't live a good life."

"Lu Xiaobu said that life is about being born and living, so you have to be chic."

"After the college entrance examination, we will go on a trip, and you can also come along."

The last sentence Jiang Chen said casually, blinked his eyes, looked up to the sky, not looking at An Yimo.

After a while, he couldn't help looking at her side face again.

An Yimo just smiled at Jiang Chen, she looked at the slowly dissipating clouds, dreaming that after the college entrance examination, she would go to a university far away from home.

but,

Will mother agree?

In this world, she only has her own daughter left.

Gradually, the sunset glow faded, and the night will eventually fall, with the evening wind blowing gently.

"An Yimo, can you play me a song Encounter?"

"Ah."

The beautiful melody blows in the wind.

"Who do I meet, what kind of dialogue will I have, the person I'm waiting for, how far in the future is he"

After a long time, Jiang Chen asked again.

"An Yimo, I'll take you to play tomorrow."

Jiang Chen said, as if talking,

"An Yimo, I'll take you to elope tomorrow."

An Yimo nodded.

Like saying "I do."