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This winter was really cold this year, Zhuo Yun stood at the street corner and let out a deep breath of air, with a medicine bag in his arms, he walked slowly on the narrow, wet, old-fashioned street alone.

This area is an old urban area that is about to be remodeled by the government. Wherever the road passes, almost every door has a big "demolition" character printed on it. Occasionally, the lights of a few houses are still on, and children's cries and adults can be heard from time to time. The sound of beating and scolding, and the faint smell of food floating in the damp and cold air, Zhuo Yun raised his head and looked at the smelling family, thinking in his heart that happiness is so far away from him.

Downstairs where I rented is a small family noodle restaurant. At this time, there are still a few people eating noodles in it. In the steaming noodle restaurant, the hard-working proprietress is holding noodles to greet the guests, and the strong boss is standing on the hot surface. The noodles were boiling hot in front of the pot, Zhuo Yun walked in, picked a slightly clean stool and sat down.

"What do you want to eat?" The proprietress asked enthusiastically.

"Here's a bowl of beef noodles, put more peppers." Zhuo Yun said with a smile. He was wearing a luxurious black woolen coat that was incompatible with the people in the noodle shop. He had a handsome face and an elegant temperament. A pleasing painting.

The proprietress specially put a few more pieces of beef, and put it in front of him with a smile on her face, "Your beef noodles, the chili is a bit spicy, you can eat it."

"Thank you." Zhuo Yun reached for the chopsticks, his slender and pale fingers were as crystal clear as jade carvings under the light, the proprietress' eyes were a little dazed, but she quickly looked away.

The chili in the noodles was indeed too spicy. He couldn't help coughing softly after he didn't eat much. After a pause, he continued to eat slowly. Several guests' eyes fell on him involuntarily, walking back and forth, It seemed strange that a man dressed like him would come to this place to eat noodles.

Zhuo Yun didn't care about other people's eyes. After he took a few mouthfuls, he stared blankly at the snowflakes floating outside the door. Most of the time, memories are not something you can forget if you want to. There is an ambivalence that cannot be explained clearly, and it is not something that can be forgotten simply by escaping.

When I went to the small clinic to get the medicine today, the quack doctor’s eyes were quite shocked. He is a 60-year-old Chinese doctor, and he repeatedly asked him to go to the big hospital for treatment as soon as possible. Zhuo Yun smiled, took some medicine and left without saying anything Yes, this disease can't be cured.

He thought of his father and elder brother, who inevitably died of this kind of stomach cancer. He was lucky. He discovered it in his 30s, which allowed him to live for several years. It was because of this disease that he returned to Haicheng. Agree to go back to Sheng Ningyu.

In fact, he is reluctant, no matter how much he escapes, he can't really forget Sheng Ningyu, just like the first time we met, such a domineering and confident boy, just like the ball of paper thrown at him back then, made his life happen Earth-shaking changes.

At that time, he was only 16 years old. He was the class monitor of the first grade in Haicheng Middle School. He had excellent grades and was handsome and handsome. Many female classmates secretly handed him love letters, but he was unmoved. His family background was very ordinary. , his father is a civil servant, his elder brother is studying at university, and his mother works in a flour mill. The family's salary is not high, but they can maintain a relatively happy life.

His ideal is to be admitted to a key university, preferably a university that can be recommended for exchange and study abroad. He has always wanted to live a different life, a noble, elegant, clean and refined life, so he has always taken this as his goal. I was so absorbed in my study that I didn't pay any attention to the hints from those female students.

But to his surprise, among those who harassed him, there was an extra male classmate.

This male classmate came from a worse background, a single-parent family, and his mother was a worker who worked late in the handbag factory every day. One could imagine that this boy was left alone, but his grades were astonishingly good, all thanks to the scholarship. Tuition fee, every exam ranking, he and Zhuo Zhongjie always competed between the first and second names, Zhuo Zhongjie thought it was just a normal study competition, and he didn't think he had to compete with this boy It's a competition, but I don't know when, this student named Sheng Ningyu started to find fault with him for nothing.

For example, he often throws balls of paper from behind when he is cleaning the blackboard, suddenly stretches out his long legs to stop him when he is distributing learning materials, and gently kicks down the row of bicycles in front of him at the school bicycle parking place. His one, and even the most egregious one time, when he was going to the bathroom, this bad boy unexpectedly bumped him from the back, so scared that he almost fell into the hole with his foot.

Finally, one time, when he was cleaning the blackboard, a ball of paper was thrown on the back of his head again. Zhuo Zhongjie turned around angrily, and gave the man a hard look. The bad boy actually had the mood to squint his eyes and smile.

"Sheng Ningyu! Don't go too far!"

There was no one in the classroom, Zhuo Zhongjie walked down from the podium angrily, imitating the plot in the TV, and slapped the table in front of him vigorously, "I am the monitor, if you have any opinions, feel free to ask, but don't do this kind of thing." The action of the villain!"

The bad boy still squinted his black eyes and smiled at him: "Uh, I see, squad leader."

"Just know! If I do this kind of thing in the future, I will tell the head teacher!"

"What's the use of telling her, she can't control me." The bad boy took out an envelope from the table and casually handed it in front of him, "here, here you are."

"What is this?" Zhuo Zhongjie looked at the old envelope, and took it in doubt. When he was about to open it, Sheng Ningyu's breath came to his face, and with a slight smile, he said, "It's a love letter, go home." Go and see."

Zhuo Zhongjie raised his eyes and stared at him, just as he was about to curse, the bad boy was already laughing and ran out of the classroom with his schoolbag on his back.

He thought it was a joke, but it turned out to be a love letter. The words on it were beautiful, but the content made Zhuo Zhongjie blush. He stood alone in the classroom and opened it. At first, he wanted to tear it up immediately after reading it. I threw it away, but when it was crumpled up, I didn't know why, so I quietly put it into the schoolbag.

At night, Zhuo Zhongjie was lying under the quilt, and couldn't help but took out the letter again. After reading it again and again, his face became redder and his body became hotter. He didn't expect that he could smile at the love letters of those female classmates However, it just doesn't work for this person.

This bad boy must be a prank!He thought wildly in the middle of the night, and finally got such an answer.

"Have you read the letter?" The next day, the bad boy stopped him in the corridor, Zhuo Zhongjie gave him a look, "No!"

"Why don't you read it? I've been writing it for several days." Sheng Ningyu followed him, saw that he ignored him, reached out and grabbed his shoulder, pushed him to the wall, and asked seriously: "You really didn't read it, then I Where's your letter?"

"Tear it up! Throw it away!" Zhuo Zhongjie said angrily. He wanted to break free from him, but he didn't expect that Bad Xin's strength would be so strong. He couldn't get away and could only stick to the wall.

"Really? You must be lying, have you read it? Look, you are blushing, and you still want to pretend!"

"Where am I blushing?" Zhuo Zhongjie said guiltily covering his face, Sheng Ningyu stared at him and suddenly laughed, "You must have seen it, tell me, what's your opinion? Do you agree or not?"

"Agree to what? What are you crazy about? How could I agree? You are a man, okay? Besides, I don't like you either. "

"Liar, you are lying again, but in fact you agree in your heart."

"No way! How is it possible!" Zhuo Zhongjie felt furious when he looked at him. He pushed Sheng Ningyu away in a panic, and hurriedly escaped from the school with his schoolbag in his arms. Unexpectedly, he was blocked by Sheng Ningyu again in the school bicycle workshop. On his bicycle, with one foot on the pedal, he said with a smile: "Your bicycle is out of gas, you can't run, why don't I take you home."

The first thought in Zhuo Zhongjie's mind was that this bad boy is really too bad!Terrible!This is the new bicycle his father bought for him!

He grabbed the schoolbag and rushed up to give this smiling face a blow. The schoolbag hit Sheng Ningyu on the face, but the bad boy didn't hide. I hate people like you! Get out of here, I don't like you, and I won't agree to be your friend, you make me sick!"

After venting, Zhuo Zhongjie saw the sparkle in Sheng Ningyu's eyes, he didn't know what it was, he turned his head and ran out of the school without thinking too much.

For several days, Sheng Ningyu didn't come to harass him again, because Sheng Ningyu hadn't come to class and overheard the teachers chatting, saying that he had applied to drop out of school.

When Zhuo Zhongjie heard the news, he was secretly glad that he finally got rid of a difficult bad boy, but in the following days, he didn't know why, as if he had lost something, and he was always in a state of despair.

When he was cleaning the blackboard, he would nervously look back at the seat. When he went to pick up his bicycle, he would stand there blankly and wait for a while, until all the people were gone, then he would slowly push his bicycle out and leave the school gate. , I still don’t forget to look back at the single workshop, but there will be no more that bad boy in that place.

After several days, Zhuo Zhongjie finally couldn't bear to look for that bad boy. He convinced himself that I am the class monitor, and I should care about students who drop out of school for unknown reasons.

He found Sheng Ningyu in a garage.

"Why did you come to see me?" Sheng Ningyu got out from under the car, wiped the oil stains, then tilted his head and looked at him with a smile, "Have you thought about it?"

"What nonsense are you talking about, I, I'm here to ask you, you, do you still study?" Zhuo Zhongjie said in a squeak.

"Uh, I'm asking this, I won't read it anymore." Sheng Ningyu was a little disappointed, and put on his gloves again to get in again.

"Wait a minute, why don't you study anymore? Aren't your grades very good?"

"There is no money at home, so I can't study." Sheng Ningyu replied in a muffled voice under the car.

"Then you can apply for special poverty relief. Don't you have a scholarship? That money is enough for you to finish high school."

"So what if I finish high school, even if I am admitted to university, I can't make up for the tuition fees. Also, something happened to my family. My mother was hospitalized due to a work-related injury, and the handbag factory didn't have much money to pay for the medical expenses. This book is not I can't study anymore, I have to find a way to make money, and I don't have the heart to study hard like you."

"But isn't it such a pity? Your grades are so good..."

Hearing what he said, Sheng Ningyu got out from under the car, stood in front of him with a smile and said, "Do you care about me? Would you like to consider the suggestion in my love letter?"

"Don't talk nonsense! I, how could I think about it! Don't think about it, I came here this time purely because I am the monitor..."

Before the second half of his speech was finished, Sheng Ningyu blocked it tightly with his mouth. The hot and humid temperature and touch seemed to melt people, making Zhuo Zhongjie's whole brain go blank. He was stunned for several minutes before he could react.

"You, you, you are sick!" Zhuo Zhongjie took several steps back in fright.

Sheng Ningyu smiled, "Yeah, I'm sick, it depends on whether you are willing to save me."

A chopstick fell to the ground, pulling Zhuo Yun back from his memory in an instant. He was dazed, only to realize that the beef noodles in front of him were almost cold.

"Would you like to reheat it for you?" The proprietress asked kindly.

Zhuo Yun shook his head, picked up some noodles again with his chopsticks, and ate slowly, suddenly there was a pain in his stomach, he couldn't help but clutch his stomach tightly, and thought with a wry smile: The real sick person is himself, Who will save me now.

After barely eating a few mouthfuls of noodles, he put down his chopsticks, put the change on the table, stood up holding the medicine bag in one hand, and covered his stomach with the other, and walked out slowly.

Since it is a farewell, why not live and die, or this would be better.