sailing boy

"Little girl, are you lost?" The man smiled and asked the crying girl sitting in the corner while holding two cakes.

"Woo... Uncle, why hasn't my mother come yet?" The little girl choked up, "Mom said she wanted me to wait here..."

"Have you been waiting for a long time?" The man gently touched the little girl's head.

"Will mom not want me?"

"No," the man immediately denied, "Your mother won't let you go." He sat beside the little girl, looked up at the blue sky and said, "There are many people in this world. There are a lot of separated people, but no matter what, fate will definitely allow them to meet again in a certain way."

"Ah..." Although the little girl didn't understand, she still nodded seriously, "Then mom will find me too!"

The man looked at the little girl's shining eyes and laughed: "Yes, I will."

While talking, a few wild cats jumped out of the grass, and the hot sun hung high in the sky - the man raised his hand to block the sunlight, and then turned his gaze from between his fingers to the cake in his hand.

After a while, he sat down next to the little girl: "Can uncle tell you a story?"

……

I have a sail boy.

2010, midsummer school season.

[Congratulations to Zhou Yang from Class One (1) for entering our school with an excellent score of 689! 】

The radio played over and over again, causing the surroundings to whisper.

"Hey, hey, did you hear that? 689! It's not human at all!"

"That's right! I heard it's number one in the school, right?"

"Surely ranked first!"

"Fuck! It's too awesome!!!"

"..."

Jiang Fan couldn't sleep because of the chattering discussions, and he put on his earphones irritably.

689... 40 points higher than me, right?

he thinks.

Yingque Middle School has two key classes, one is Class 1 and the other is Class 2, and the rest are ordinary classes that are assigned randomly.

Jiang Fan is in Class 5 of the ordinary class on the second floor, and the classroom is just below Class 1 on the third floor.

He sat on the seat with his head propped up, and after hearing the teacher's footsteps, he stretched his muscles reluctantly.

"What..." Jiang Fan looked around and found that all the girls were sitting around, thinking that luckily they were single seats.

The head teacher of class 5 is surnamed He, called He Shui, and he is a male teacher who teaches mathematics.

He Shui has a common characteristic of science teachers - baldness.

Standing on the podium, he raised his hand and touched his bare head and said, "I'm going to the conference hall to hold a plenary meeting for the new senior year. Remember to bring your pens and paper and line up in the corridor."

The Freshman Conference is almost a must-have event on the first day of school in every school.

Each class enters the auditorium one after another according to the order of the class.

The seats in the auditorium are divided into 12 areas, and each area represents a class.

Jiang Fan found a seat on the edge and sat down.

The auditorium was decorated magnificently, with colorful ribbons hanging high on the dome, balloons encircling the entire stage, and the words "Freshman Conference" hung prominently in mid-air, attracting attention.

"Quiet! Quiet!" The teachers of each class took the lead in organizing the order.

Jiang Fan frowned and leaned back in his chair to doze off.

Surrounded by noisy voices, he could feel a figure passing by with his eyes closed.

But this was nothing to the extremely sleepy Jiang Fan—until someone suddenly pushed his shoulder.

"Hey! Dude!"

Listening to the voice is a boy, the boy's voice is slightly raised, and it is particularly pleasant in the face of many noises.

Jiang Fan narrowed his eyes impatiently.

"That..." The young man's facial features are delicate, his bushy eyebrows raised rebelliously upwards, under the long and slightly curly eyelashes, there are a pair of curved eyes, but the corners of the eyes are slightly covered by the hanging hair, he Made a gesture: "Can you let me go?"

"..."

Jiang Fan glanced at him and didn't get up, but turned his legs slightly sideways.

"thank you."

The young man moved his steps, leaning on the back seat in front of Jiang Fan and leaning over, but at this moment, the back seat he was leaning on suddenly moved back a lot, and the gap that was not wide at all was gone. Therefore, it became even narrower, and just pushed the boy who was about to cross it by surprise.

"Damn!" He lost his balance, and his upper body fell directly to Jiang Fan who was sitting on the seat.

"???"

Jiang Fan didn't have time to dodge and catch the chest that was close at hand.

"..."

The lights in the auditorium were dazzling, and the young man supported the back of the chair with one hand and held Jiang Fan's hand firmly in the air with the other.

They were so close that they could count each other's eyelashes.

Jiang Fan felt his body freeze for a second, and then his Adam's apple rolled up and down.

"Sorry! Sorry!" The person in the front seat turned around and apologized immediately after noticing that he tripped someone with his movements, "I didn't know there was someone behind."

This posture was really embarrassing, the boy was so frightened that the bullet flew away, he gave a dry cough, first turned his face to Jiang Fan and apologized, and then said to the person in the front seat: "It's okay."

As soon as he finished speaking, he hurried over, brushing Jiang Fan's legs, and then quickly sat in the empty seat next to Jiang Fan.

It was then that Jiang Fan noticed that he happened to be sitting at the boundary between classes, and the students next to him happened to be students from Class 1.

The boy was very close to him, the distance between his arms was no more than 5 centimeters, Jiang Fan moved his body uncomfortably, but he didn't know that the boy who just passed him was thinking: his eyelashes are so long.

The meeting was divided into three stages, each stage took half an hour. Although the air conditioner in the auditorium was turned on very low, Jiang Fan suddenly became a little hot.

He fanned it to no avail, so he simply unzipped his jacket, revealing the white T-shirt under the school uniform.

However, the second he pulled the zipper, the person beside him suddenly let out a soft "Huh".

Jiang Fan looked suspiciously at the boy on his left

"This dress..." The young man pursed his lips and slowly pulled down the zipper of his coat: "I also wore it today."

Jiang Fan looked down along his fair neck.

Sure enough, the boy was wearing a T-shirt of the same style as him, both with letters in the middle, except that he was black and Jiang Fan was white.

Just like couple clothes...

"I..." Jiang Fan was embarrassed for a second, and stopped on the zipper head with his hand, thinking that I should fuck the zipper up.

But that young man didn't give him this chance, he grabbed Jiang Fan's neck and said with a smile, "Dude is destined!"

"What's your name?" he asked.

Jiang Fan is not used to being in close contact with others: "Jiang Fan."

"Jiang Fan?" The young man was surprised: "Not only do we have the same clothing style, how can we even have the same name?"

Jiang Fan let out a bewildered "ah".

Seeing this, the young man immediately explained with a smile: "My name is Zhou Yang, you and I will sail, and together we will set sail!"

"Zhou Yang?" Jiang Fan suddenly remembered that annoying broadcast, "Are you Zhou Yang who passed the 689 exam in the first class—the number one in the school?"

"It's me," Zhou Yang said with a long sigh: "Don't mention it."

"Why are you moaning and sighing after getting the first place in the school?" Jiang Fan was almost out of breath when he hugged him: "Just let it go first."

Zhou Yang let go of his hand and asked, "What will happen to you if your name has been broadcast on every radio in the whole school all morning?"

Jiang Fan: "I think I'm going crazy."

"That's fine," Zhou Yang said, "I'm going crazy now, completely crazy."

After the air was quiet for a few seconds, Jiang Fan suddenly laughed unkindly. He imitated the voice of the radio and joked: "Congratulations to Zhou Yang from Class One (1) for entering our school with an excellent grade of 689!"

"Fuck!" Zhou Yang was terrified when he heard this sentence. He covered his ears in despair and shouted: "Stop talking, stop talking! Besides, I'm going to die!"

Jiang Fan felt funny, so he ignored him, and repeated it again on his own.

"Jiang Fan! Brother! Brother!" Zhou Yang changed several names in a row. He begged for a long time and Jiang Fan didn't intend to stop. In desperation, Zhou Yang thought about it and broke the pot. It's getting weirder, there's a trend of "I'll hate you if you disgust me": "Jiang Fan, Fanfan~Xiao Fanfan~ Your brother Zhou Yang doesn't want to hear you say that."

Jiang Fan: "???"

The classmate heard next to him: "???"

"How old are you, calling yourself Brother Zhou Yang?" Jiang Fan seemed to have stopped.

"Me?" Seeing that he didn't repeat himself anymore, Zhou Yang sat up straight and replied, "Birthday is June 6th."

February 6?

Jiang Fan was subconsciously shocked, but still remained indifferent on the surface: "Oh, then you are as old as me."

Zhou Yang raised his eyebrows: "Huh?"

Jiang Fan smiled: "My birthday is also June 6th."

The author has something to say: The ending may not be what you think, pay attention to lightning protection~