Peach Branch Bubbles

The Imperial Capital No. 3 Middle School is famous for advocating the all-round development of students, and its teaching style is Westernized and highly free. It has been criticized by the public for a long time.

Some people think that this can maximize the hidden potential of the children and make them feel the joy of learning. Some parents also think that most children at this age have no self-control ability. Students with this loose management style in the environment of exam-oriented education I can't restrain myself at all.

This unique teaching feature has also caused a very serious polarization in the performance of the students in the No.3 Imperial Capital Middle School.

The cows are real cows. In the last Olympic Games, the national training team went in several courses. The dishes are also real dishes. It is estimated that the results can be compared with Ji Fan.

On the first day Tao Zhi arrived at school, he heard the Propaganda Committee and the head of the Student Union Propaganda Department talking, and Zhang Luo was holding the Winter Cultural Festival.

Tao Zhi glanced at the calendar in shock and confirmed that it was indeed the end of February and almost March.

The next semester of high school is about to enter the previous semester of high school. The cadres of the student union are still thinking about holding a winter cultural festival.

She suddenly felt that Tao Xiuping had brought her to this school, just because she couldn't understand the improvement in her grades.

But in such a relaxed learning environment, Tao Zhi really felt that his whole person was also infected, and he was relieved a lot.

It is not that the students in the third middle school do not study, the school has strong funds, strong teachers, and the teachers' lectures are also lively and interesting. At least in this class of Tao Zhi, the atmosphere during the class was unexpectedly good.

Her new deskmate is a chirping boy named Lin Suyan, who enthusiastically introduced herself to her on the first day of school.

Listening to his poetic name, Tao Zhi guessed: "The Su Yan from'Pen, Ink, Paper, Inkstone, Han Hai Su Chao'?"

"No," said the boy proudly, "My father's name is Lin, my mother's name is Su, and my grandma is a calligrapher."

"..."

Tao Zhi feels that sometimes, you can't think too deeply about problems.

Out of courtesy, as well as love and compassion for the simple mind of the new classmates, Tao Zhi did not speak, only nodded, and continued to read the textbooks that had just been posted.

Lin Suyan waited for her to complain for a long time, and waited for nothing. He felt that his new deskmate was really cold.

Within a few days, it spread throughout the second year of high school. A taciturn beautiful girl came from Class 5. Every day, besides reading books, she was doing papers as a suspected elementary school tyrant.

Less than a week after school started, Tao Zhi has been branded as a new-grade high school sophomore by a less official group of boys.

It wasn't until the first monthly exam that everyone found out that the grade flower who usually looked like a primary school tyrant had mediocre grades.

Except for English Yiqi Juechen, the scores of other subjects are not very eye-catching.

The third middle school was originally born in large numbers, and the young people like to be fresh, and the excitement has passed, and there is no big storm.

The all-powerful experimental school tyrant went incognito, and then fell silent and turned into a beautiful little flower who studied hard.

Tao Zhi didn't expect that without the **** rumors, more people chased her.

She began to frequently receive confessions and small love letters from some boys. Gifts such as snacks would appear inexplicably on the table between classes. Tao Zhi did not remain, but they were all sent to the school's lost and found office.

"Your arrival is like a generous philanthropist supporting the impoverished mountainous area. Now the people in our school go to the Lost and Found Office to get some snacks when they are fine." One day, Lin Suyan was eating and not knowing where he came from. Shaped jelly, commented vaguely.

Tao Zhi glanced at him: "I think you run the most frequently every day."

"Then no one is going to take it, I feel ashamed, and I put it on," Lin Suyan said nonchalantly, "They don't know you too much, and we only have learning in life."

As he said, he asked curiously: "But to be honest, what kind of guy do you like? Isn't the guy who came to the classroom to block your door yesterday, isn't he handsome?"

Tao Zhi was stunned, and the nib stopped on the surface of the scroll without moving.

She didn't know what kind of boy she liked before.

But now, the standard in her heart, every point can correspond to a certain person, and every one seems to have a prototype.

After a long while, she said calmly: "700 points or more."

Lin Suyan's eyes widened: "You only took more than 500 exams yourself."

"What's the matter?" Tao Zhi rolled his eyes, "I just like a man who is much stronger than me and I can't catch up with him for the rest of my life, and then enjoy the thrill of riding on his neck, can't it?"

"..."

Lin Suyan hugged her fists: "It's too good, I underestimated you, you are the real queen."

Tao Zhi's new life in the new school is much happier than he imagined. He goes to the hospital day after day, after class, and chats with Ji Jin in the hospital on weekends.

One stage of Ji Jin's radiotherapy has ended, and she transferred to the oncology department to do chemotherapy medications every day.

The chemotherapy drugs are very irritating to blood vessels, and the liquid medicine is cold. Tao Zhi took a small plastic bottle and filled it with hot water and pressed it on the static tube to make the liquid medicine a little warmer. He tried to reduce it slightly in this way. A little bit of excitement.

When returning home in the afternoon, Ji Fan was sitting on the sofa watching a movie, and heard the voice raise his head: "Have you come back?"

Tao Zhi let out an "um" and looked at him hesitantly.

She didn't know whether it was good or not. When she first knew about it, she was full of thoughts not to make Ji Fan sad, but there were some things that she couldn't hide.

It is impossible for him to never know, never know.

He is no longer a child, but a mature individual with independent judgment. He should have the right to know everything.

Tao Zhi took off his jacket and threw it aside, standing in front of the sofa, trying to make his voice sound a little calmer: "I went to see my mother."

Ji Fan's eyes stopped.

His gaze stayed on the tablet screen for a long time, as if watching a movie with enthusiasm, or as if he hadn't watched anything.

After a long while, he slowly said: "How is her situation now?"

Tao Zhi was stunned: "What?"

"I'm in hospital," Ji Fan closed his eyes. "I felt something was wrong when I called her before and no one answered it. It wasn't that I couldn't get through, but that I didn't answer. Lao Tao's reaction during that time was also very bad. Strange, so I followed him."

"I originally wanted to see if he really was going bankrupt and secretly picking up the rags behind us," Ji Fan tugged at the corners of his lips. "As a result, I saw him running to the hospital."

Tao Zhi stood there, even feeling a little at a loss. She didn't know what to say: "A Fan..."

"Anyway, I probably guessed it," Ji Fan took a deep breath. "So my mother is really sick? What kind of disease is it?"

Tao Zhi pursed his lips.

Ji Fan grew up lawlessly, mischievous, and heartless. After a long time, Tao Zhi almost forgot. In fact, he thinks deeply about the problem, and occasionally reveals a sensitive and delicate trait. Let her initiate at the time.

The two of them have indeed inherited the characteristics of Tao Xiuping and Ji Jin separately. One is stubborn and straightforward, and the other always likes to keep the mood in his heart without telling anyone, and then seems to say something innocent jokes.

He is not a fragile and ignorant boy.

He is even much stronger than her.

Tao Zhi blinked, then leaned over and hugged him.

She gently patted the young man on the back: "Go and see her."

Ji Fan buried her head on her shoulders and said in a dull voice: "She doesn't want to, she doesn't want me to know, I can pretend not to know."

"She thought about it," Tao Zhi choked up, holding back crying, "she wants to see you, what she wants to see most is you, you always know, she likes you the most."

Tao Zhi didn't know if Ji Fan had been to see Ji Jin.

Only one night later, when the teenager came home suddenly late, Tao Zhi was circling around in the living room with an earphone and was caught in English words.

When he raised his head to look at her, his eyes were red.

"Zhizhi." He called her mutely, "I will protect you."

One end of the earphones is a soothing and quiet English song. On the other end, the boy’s voice is low and deep, his eyes are red, and he looks at her firmly: "I will grow up and become a man. Mom, Tao, and you , This home, I will take good care of it."

Who said that when everyone grows up, it's just a moment's matter.

At a certain moment, I suddenly realized that I was no longer a child, and could no longer act according to my emotions and temperament, and realized that the world is actually cruel to everyone.

It tells you soberly and clearly that one day you will step out of the protected peaceful land above your head, and then become the guardian of others.

Tao Zhi spent more comfortable days in Third Middle School than she had imagined.

The tutor is still on, and the concentration and the endless papers in class seem to have become a habit. The red on her paper is getting less and less, and the speed of doing the questions changes from slow to fast, wrong questions. The thickness of the book ranges from thin to thick to thin.

All of these things that she was used to made her a little hard to remember, what was her first desperate effort for.

The name Jiang Qihuai seems to have become an opportunity, not a goal.

She didn't meet him anywhere. After deliberately avoiding all the places where he appeared, she realized that it was difficult to meet someone by chance in a huge city.

As a model in high school, she scored 700 points for the first time.

She stood on the top of the mountain, remembering the first time she made her bold ambitions.

At that time she always felt that if she could accomplish this goal, she would have come to the end.

Now, she was standing here looking at the thick clouds rolling below, and watching the people below climbing up in groups, suddenly feeling a little at a loss.

It took her nearly two years to finally stand here.

But she didn't know, where did her end point go.

At the end of June, when I arrived at school for the last time after the college entrance examination, the high school building of No.3 Middle School was so lively that the windows could be smashed.

Lin Suyan held Tao Zhi's hand tightly and said with tears, "Peach! Am I liberated? Am I liberated?"

Tao Zhi patted the back of his hand, and said modestly: "You don't have to call Dad, just call Grandpa."

Lin Suyan didn't argue with her for the quickness of his tongue at this moment. He was immersed in joy: "You can call your ancestors! How about it, let's have a meal this evening? How can it be a year of love and righteousness? Half of the sympathy at the table, in a month will be separated."

Tao Zhi sighed. The phone kept shaking in his pocket. She took out the phone, and all of the WeChat groups that had been silent for a long time suddenly exploded.

Tao Zhi pulled the chat list to the end. Li Shuangjiang in the group called Beautiful Girls League still said a few words every day, but the other person's WeChat never appeared again.

Although she was transferred to the third middle school, she kept in touch with the experimenters. It's just that during the third year of high school, each of them was very busy and didn't even have time to chat.

At the end of the college entrance examination, Li Shuangjiang was completely resurrected, and he began to scramble the game.

He called a few who had played well in high school, and also specifically at Tao Zhi.

Tao Zhi held up the phone to Lin Suyan: "There is an appointment tonight."

Lin Suyan looked at it, "Your friend who was experimenting before?"

"Um."

"All right," he nodded, "then get together again when there is time."

The restaurant Li Shuangjiang chose was still that Chinese restaurant.

This person is very affectionate. The sixteen-year-old has the same preferences as the eighteen-year-old. When Tao Zhi arrived, the table was full, and Fu Xiling stood at the door and waited for her.

The last time Tao Zhi met Fu Xiling was also a few months ago. The little girl became a little taller, and the fleshy baby fat on her face faded. She hugged Tao Zhi and rubbed her head against her chest. Then raised his head.

Fu Xiling blinked and said frankly, "Branches have grown up again."

Tao Zhi raised his hand and nodded on her forehead: "Stop."

Fu Xiling: "Hey."

When she was about to say something, Ji Fan walked out of the box and glanced at her: "Why is it so slow?" He slipped Fu Xiling's collar, "Silly laugh, everyone is here, go in and eat."

Fu Xiling said "Oh", and reluctantly grabbed Tao Zhi's hand and pulled her in.

Li Shuangjiang and Zhao Mingqi are still the same. The two sing and sing like double reeds. Jiang Zhengxun's complaints are even sharper. Fu Xiling has not seen her for a long time, and talks to her like a small piece of rice cake.

The teenagers and girls who used to sit in the same classroom are about to go their separate ways, with new environments, new friends, and their own new world. Everyone is reluctant and excited, and has no restraint in drinking.

Tao Zhi didn't know how many bottles she had drunk, or even if she was drunk. She leaned back in a chair and watched Ji Fan and Jiang Zhengxun arguing over who is Ultraman. Zhao Mingqi held Fu Xiling's hand. Weeping bitterly: "Sister Ling, I thank you for all my English homework in the past two years."

She stood up amidst the noise and walked out of the private room silently.

In the early summer of June, the cicadas screamed loudly, and the evening breeze enveloped the gentle temperature. She stood at the door with her eyes down, and then walked forward aimlessly.

Not far away is a bus stop, and it has been nearly two years since she took the bus last time.

She walked to the bus stop sign, pointed her finger at all the cars and stops on it, and swiped over one by one.

She thought the memory had been blurred.

She thought that after so long, she shouldn't remember.

She happily passed the two years of high school, made new friends and met a good teacher.

As he wished, she walked forward proudly and smoothly, and never thought of turning back.

But when she got on the bright and empty last train, when she subconsciously chose the single-row seat by the window in front, and then couldn’t help but look to the back seat, when she was standing on the busy street, the deep and deep At the entrance of a narrow little alley.

The memory told her so clearly that she had never forgotten it for a minute.

With his eyes downcast, Tao Zhi walked into the alley step by step, through the blue carport, and into the old residential building.

She didn't know what she was doing, probably because of alcohol. She didn't care about it, and impulsively just wanted to act on desire.

She stood in front of the grey anti-theft door and knocked on the door.

After waiting for a while, the people inside opened the door.

As the woman opened the door, she complained and said, "Why is it so slow? If you asked you to buy a bottle of soy sauce, you opened the soy sauce factory for me, right?"

She saw Tao Zhi and was stunned: "Hey, who are you looking for."

Tao Zhi raised his head in a daze, and looked at the woman's unfamiliar face: "Isn't this Jiang Qihuai's house?"

"Oh, Xiao Jiang, he withdrew his rent. He moved out from here at the beginning of the year. I am his landlord and I moved back only these two days." The woman looked at her and asked, "Are you his friend?"

Tao Zhi hesitated.

"It just so happened. He moved with Mr. Jiang in a hurry. I left the things and I put them away. I still want to call him in a few days." The woman simply said, "Can you contact him now? "

Before Tao Zhi could speak, the woman said, "Wait a minute."

She said, turned around and entered the house, and then brought out a small cardboard box.

"Here," the woman stretched her hand forward. "The things are not heavy, just some photos or something, I have collected them, but I don't know where Xiaojiang and the others live now, if it is convenient for you to give it to him."

Under the influence of alcohol, Tao Zhi felt that his mind seemed to be slow for a while, and when she reacted, the box had already been handed over to her.

Tao Zhi lowered his head: "How do you know that I am his friend?"

"It must be," the woman smiled, and raised her hand to click on the small cardboard box: "You are in this picture."

The woman closed the door, and Tao Zhi stood at the door holding the box in a daze.

The evening breeze poured into the corridor along the dilapidated wooden windows, Tao Zhi slowly walked to the side of the stairs and sat on the dirty stairs.

The box was placed on her lap, obviously very light, but it seemed to have a heavy weight.

She pursed her lips, raised her hand, pinched the lid of the box with her fingertips, and gently opened it piece by piece.

There are many, many photos inside.

They used to be neatly attached to the wall in his bedroom, but now they are scattered in a pile, lying quietly in the paper box.

Tao Zhi said that those photos were taken out one by one, the cat on the street corner, the mottled wall, and the broken jigsaw.

It was the first time that she held these photos so close in her hand. Through the dim light, she saw the small print in the upper corner.

At first it was a little immature, crooked font:

——The first gift.

——Always steal my fish intestines.

——The wall at home.

Tao Zhi looked at the secrets that she had rushed to, but didn't dare to touch, one by one. The strange times when he was young were like movie clips, scenes unfolded before her eyes.

The last picture was taken on the Ferris wheel. The sky under the fireworks, bright fireworks illuminate a large area of ​​deep purple sky.

The day she first saw this photo, she just realized that she might like Jiang Qihuai.

She impulsively ran to the door of the convenience store and secretly looked for him, but was caught righteously, followed him back home carefully, and then saw that he did not choose the one on the wall of his photo.

Tao Zhi stared at the photo, for the first time seriously, carefully looking at it.

She remembered that Fu Xiling took a lot of photos that time, but this one was actually not very good, probably because the angle and distance were not selected properly, only a small part of the fireworks was photographed, and the cabin of the Ferris wheel took up more.

The lens is mainly the back of her head. The light in the Ferris wheel is bright, and the glass windows reflect the small people in the cabin like a background board.

Smiling Li Shuangjiang, Zhao Mingqi with his head tilted, and Fu Xiling holding a mobile phone.

Then she saw herself.

She was sitting by the window at the time. From this angle, her face on the glass window occupies more than half of the space. The contours of the girl's facial features are hazy and clear. Warped, the corners of the lips bend a small arc.

Tao Zhi's eyelashes trembled, and the fingertips that pinched the photo turned white.

She looked down.

In the dark place in the corner of the photo, right next to her hand on the glass window, the same dark handwriting wrote very small words:

--Sun.