first love again

Chapter No.17

The weather in City A is bright and long, hot in summer, cold in winter, autumn is covered with orange sycamore leaves, only spring is spent with light rain, the ground is wet almost every day, I don’t know if it is dirty How many shoes.

Xu Miao likes summer the most. She wears a simple vest and shorts, and blows on the electric fan, but her back is still dripping with sweat.

He was also in the second semester of the second year of high school, and that summer, he suddenly fell in love for the first time.

Perhaps it should not be said that it is the first love.

It's the emotion that we get along day and night, which has accumulated to a certain level, and then suddenly explodes, violently, turbulently and surgingly.

The boy's love, starting from summer, always seems to be hot, fiery, unrestrained, and he doesn't hide it.

Perhaps because he knew that Jiang Yifan would not argue with him, the 17-year-old Xu Miao, brave like a lonely warrior, knew that he liked him, and hurriedly confessed to Jiang Yifan.

In the spacious and bright classroom, there are still unerased writing on the blackboard, wooden desks are neatly arranged, and almost every desk is stacked with a few books.

The hot light passed through the clear window and fell on the table, casting a large circle of light.

There is a faint smell of green leaves in the air, dry and fresh.

There was only Jiang Yifan in the classroom, and everyone else was taking physical education. He sat quietly in the last row, with his glasses on the books beside him, and lowered his head to do his homework.

Xu Miao broke open the iron door of the classroom. His fair and clean forehead was covered with hot sweat. He ran over panting, and his sneakers stepped on the marble floor, making a piercing "Zla" sound.

When Jiang Yifan heard the sound, he raised his eyes and looked over. He narrowed his eyes slightly because of myopia, and saw that it was Xu Miao. He asked, "Why did you come up here?"

His voice is clear and moist, a clean boyish voice.

Xu Miao ran in front of him, wiped the sweat off her forehead with her arm, breathed well before saying, "Jiang Yifan."

Jiang Yifan looked at him silently, waiting for him to continue.

Xu Miao grinned brighter than the sunlight outside the window, "I like you!"

Jiang Yifan was a little surprised, he quickly realized, lowered his eyes and continued to look at the exercise book, only one word: "En."

Xu Miao was stunned, and subconsciously asked, "You agreed?"

"No." Jiang Yifan didn't look at him again, and concentrated on his homework.

Xu Miao simply sat back on the seat in front of him, without any sense of frustration when he was rejected, "Well, I also guessed that it would not succeed. Do you only like to study well?"

"No."

Xu Miao laughed again, and there was a faint light in her dark eyes, "Then I still have a chance of winning."

This entire summer, Xu Miao has been chasing after Jiang Yifan.

He is like a cicada perched on a tree outside the window, chattering endlessly, making people feel insecure.

At that time, I was young and my mind was immature, so I didn’t realize the importance of reading, so I dawdled around all day, slept, played boring backgammon with the front table, and spent my youth all day long.

After falling in love with someone, Xu Miao devoted himself to writing love letters in class. In just a few months, he wrote 99 love letters, each of which was corrected to nothing by Jiang Yifan.

With the end of the final exams and the summer vacation coming soon, the summer is getting hotter, popsicles and fans are essential things every day.

Xu Miao saved up some money, so he called Jiang Yifan out and offered him popsicles.

Jiang Yifan would come out every time, Xu Miao felt that Jiang Yifan liked him too, but for some reason, he refused to agree.

In August, the weather was hot to a certain extent, and as soon as I got out of the shower, I was sweating profusely.

Xu Miao stays at home all day with a fan, and opens her mouth to let the wind blow in.

Even in summer, his father would often not come home, and he could not be found almost every day. Sometimes he had money, and sometimes he had no money. When he had money, he would come back and take Xu Miao to the restaurant. Come emergency.

At that time, Xu Miao didn't know what his father was doing at all. He only knew that his life was unstable because he hated him and didn't ask about his affairs.

He didn't know that his father had been gambling until his father died in winter, when the creditor came to collect the debt.

On this day, my father finally returned home, took Xu Miao to a nearby restaurant for a big meal, and gave Xu Miao hundreds of dollars.

Seeing so much money for the first time, Xu Miao's eyes lit up.

In the evening, he asked Jiang Yifan to come out to play, the two went to have a barbecue, and Xu Miao ordered a bottle of beer.

When he was in the first year of high school, the class atmosphere was poor, and most of them lived without studying. Xu Miao also met a few cronies and learned to smoke and drink.

But Xu Miao is not addicted to cigarettes, she simply thinks that smoking is cool, holding the cigarette between her fingers, her eyes are blurred, and she is very handsome no matter how she thinks about it.

Xu Miao drank all of this bottle of beer. Frozen beer, paired with barbecue, is simply delicious in the world.

The wind at night is cooling the weather, passing across the river, it is cool, and it is comfortable to blow on the body.

Xu Miao was wearing a vest and loose shorts, and the wind blew up his vest.

He was too thin, a little malnourished, and his shoulder blades were thin and fragile, like two wings of a butterfly.

The small square is bustling and bustling, with all kinds of music in your ears, and a group of people dancing in the square. After avoiding the heat of the day in silence, it is finally released at night, showing enthusiasm and vitality to the fullest.

There was cantaloupe for sale on the side of the road, Jiang Yifan bought a piece and handed it to Xu Miao, "Eat it."

Xu Miao took it and asked, "Aren't you going to eat?"

"I am full."

"Oh." Xu Miao took a bite, the sweet juice bloomed in her mouth, and the fragrance of cantaloupe filled her lips and teeth.

The two walked along the street to a more remote and deserted street.

After Xu Miao ate the cantaloupe, his stomach was full, but because he was very thin and his clothes were very loose, others couldn't tell.

He squatted on the curb to rest, and Jiang Yifan didn't squat down, but stood beside him.

The evening wind blew by, soft and comfortable, like a cool hand, soothing people's restless mood due to the heat during the day.

Xu Miao's black hair was blown up by the wind, revealing her white forehead. The tip of her hair seemed to be dancing with the wind, fluttering up and down silently.

He took out a pack of cigarettes from his trousers pocket, took out one by one and held it to his mouth, thinking he was handsome, he raised his eyes and squinted at the other party, "Jiang Yifan."

Jiang Yifan looked down at him silently.

"Give me an accurate word." Xu Miao had a cigarette in his mouth, pretending to be ruffian, because the cigarette was on his lips, but his words were a little unclear, "If you like me, just kiss me."

There are no street lights on the old street, and the light from the houses next to it is also very dim.

Xu Miao couldn't see Jiang Yifan's expression clearly, she only knew that she was very nervous, her palms were sweating, as if she was holding Xia Tian.

The surroundings were calm and silent. He, a warrior, was finally ready to fight with his back.

Fortunately, he won this battle.

Jiang Yifan kissed him, although it was only a touch away, but Xu Miao will always remember this first kiss as sweet cantaloupe and evening flavor.

After returning home, Xu Miao didn't fall asleep all night.

Fortunately, it was a long summer vacation, so he didn't have to get up early the next day, and he didn't wake up until the sun was high.

The first thing Xu Miao did when he woke up was not to brush his teeth and wash his face. He was still covered in sticky hot sweat and his black hair was messed up in sleep, but he happily took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Jiang Yifan.

At that time, a text message cost [-] cents. He originally only wanted to send the word "Morning", but he felt that [-] cents per word was too extravagant, so he added a few more words:

"Good morning."

While he was brushing his teeth, Jiang Yifan texted back.

Obviously, he is much more generous and extravagant than Xu Miao, only one word: "Morning."

Xu Miao spit out the toothpaste foam, picked up the phone and texted back, "Do you want to play today?"

Jiang Yifan replied quickly this time, as if waiting for his news:

"At night. I have to do my homework during the day."

Xu Miao went downstairs to buy breakfast, a bowl of tofu flowers, two buns and a deep-fried dough stick, and went to chat with grandma after eating.

Grandma's son has been in prison for a year, and she hasn't come out yet. In order to make grandma feel better, Xu Miao often sneaks into grandma's house this summer vacation, chatting and watching TV with her.

But grandma has always been frugal, and there is only one dilapidated small fan at home, which doesn't have much wind power at all. Xu Miao is so hot that she sweats profusely every time, and the back of her clothes is completely soaked, clinging to her body tightly.

Coming out of her grandma's house, Xu Miao quickly turned on the super-powerful electric fan at home, blowing her head against the fan violently, feeling a little bored, and opened her mouth so that the wind made a sound of "ooohoo".

While watching TV with the fan on, the phone suddenly beeped a few times, it was a text message.

From Jiang Yifan:

"doing what?"

It was so pleasantly surprised, Xu Miao felt the heart beating quickly in the chest, and then a large piece of joy spread from the apex of the heart, along the throat and fell to the corner of the mouth, pulling the arcs on both sides upward.

Suddenly receiving a message from someone you like is the easiest way to make people happy.

Xu Miao couldn't care about her favorite TV series, so she lowered her head and pressed the button to reply: "Watch TV, Legend of the Condor Heroes."

Jiang Yifan: "Does it look good?"

"It's beautiful! Haven't you seen it?"

"Well, the family doesn't let you watch TV."

Seeing the news, Xu Miao thought to herself, no wonder he studies so well. He didn't watch TV before, and his family education is so strict.

He thought about it for a while, and then texted back: "Then come to my house to watch TV in the evening. My house is equipped with cable, so I can watch a lot of TV stations! It just so happens that today is Saturday, and I can watch fast books in the evening!"

Jiang Yifan: "Quick book?"

Xu Miao explained to him what it was.

The two chatted by sending text messages for almost a morning. Xu Miao was reluctant to delete these text messages, but the storage space was limited, so he had to delete some irrelevant system text messages to make room for saving Jiang Yifan's text messages.

Summer was slowly fading away, and after the fiery August, Xu Miao's mobile phone text message storage space was not enough, so he had no choice but to delete those one-word text messages sent by Jiang Yifan, so as to free up some space.

17-year-old Xu Miao, the biggest worry at that time was probably the lack of space for text messages.

Now, this trouble has long seemed insignificant.