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The first thing Fang Yichuan saw in the crowd was Xin Wan.

During military training in September, the weather was hot and dry. The playground of the No. [-] Middle School had just been refurbished with bright colors, and the air seemed to still have the smell of plastic.At the beginning of school, everyone is not yet familiar with each other, and the conversations are sparse, and there is nothing to talk to.

Xin Wan was standing in the penultimate row, while Fang Yichuan was in the last row, so he could just see the back of his neck.

Slender and fair, with clean lines.

The first thing that attracted him was the watch Xin Wan was wearing. Jewelry is not allowed during military training, so watches are naturally among the "forbidden items".But the teachers and coaches turned a blind eye to this, and no one reprimanded Xin Wan.Fang Yichuan stared at his watch, wondering for a moment.

The instructor is a girl with a very bright voice. During the break, she said: "Does anyone want to come up to perform? It's a rare opportunity to express yourself, don't miss it!"

There were quite a few people, the atmosphere was lively, and the people around quickly mingled together to form small circles.

Fang Yichuan didn't have the courage to talk to Xin Wan, so he could only watch him chat with the people nearby.

Xin Wan is very energetic and has dimples when she smiles, but her speech is a little slow, and it seems that sometimes it is difficult to understand what they mean.Fang Yichuan noticed his occasional silence, which made him look extraordinarily quiet.

When the military training was about to end, God opened his eyes and it rained heavily.

Everyone was running to the classroom, making a lot of noise. Fang Yichuan was reckless for some reason, took off his loose military training jacket, ran forward a few steps, and covered him and Xin Wan on his head.

Facing Xin Wan's astonished eyes, Fang Yichuan could only cover up his nervousness with a loud voice: "Go, it's raining heavily!"

It was a clumsy, deliberate fate, Xin Wan gave him a thankful smile, which made them friends.They were all in Class [-] ([-]) of high school, Fang Yichuan made an effort, and sat beside Xin Wan when changing seats.

To be honest, Xin Wan and the rest of the class have very few common topics. He seems to have just entered the Internet age after being isolated from the world, and most of the words about his 3G network are praises.After chatting for a few days, Xin Wan stopped joining the chat and became more silent.

In class, he is always lying on the desk and writing something, and the teacher doesn't care about him.

Fang Yichuan glanced sideways at what he wrote. On ordinary 400-character manuscript paper, he only saw the beginning, which said "For you", followed by a colon. It seemed to be a letter, but the signature was unknown.

On the fifth day of school, Xin Wan rarely took the initiative to talk to him. It was in math class, and her voice was very soft, and she asked, "Do you know where Class [-] (Grade [-]) is?"

Fang Yichuan was a little surprised: "Do you know any seniors?"

Xin Wan was vague and embarrassed: "Can you take me to the second (eighth) class of high school?"

After the math class ended, the school bell rang. Fang Yichuan took him to the sophomore building and found the signboard of Class [-], but Xin Wan just stood at the door with her schoolbag on her back.

"Aren't you looking for someone?" Fang Yichuan asked him.

"I'll wait," Xin Wan looked up at him, hesitated to speak, her gaze stayed on the door of Class [-], "You go first."

Xin Wan didn't ask him to wait together, but Fang Yichuan insisted on waiting with him.All the people in Class [-] left, and the bustling teaching building was deserted, leaving only the cleaning students.

"Don't wait, the school is about to be cleared," Fang Yichuan pressed his shoulders and persuaded, "If you want to find someone, I'll ask a friend tomorrow. It's too inefficient for you to wait like this."

He remembered Xin Wan's answer that day very clearly. He said in confusion and hurt, "I don't know."

It was a thick cloudy day, in line with Xin Wan's feelings for Fang Yichuan.

Like the unrevealed fog in early autumn, the unfallen rain, and the fuzzy picture frame, I don’t know if the moon is round or not, the ground is wide or not, and the light is not bright.

——That sense of mystery is fascinating enough.

They walked along the stone road towards the school gate, Fang Yichuan talked a lot, and kept saying funny things, Xin Wan laughed cooperatively, but happiness was also absent-minded.

As soon as he arrived at the school gate, Fang Yichuan was still a little reluctant to part with him, when he suddenly spotted a black car from the corner of his eye.When the car door opened, Xin Wan seemed to be happy, waved her hand high, and shouted: "Brother!"

The man looked young and tall.relative?But they don't look like each other, but they are all very eye-catching and good-looking. Song Heng took his schoolbag.Before Xin Wan left, Fang Yichuan pulled him back with the courage he didn't know where he came from, and said, "You wait for me after school, let's go together."

Xin Wan was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "Okay." She smiled at him, and said, "See you tomorrow!"

Fang Yichuan laughed unconsciously, and stood there blankly, as if the sky had cleared up, the birdsong was crisp, and the spring water was on his feet, as if it was the critical season of spring, and he sincerely looked forward to tomorrow.

Xin Wan did not expect that Song Heng would come to pick him up, this was the first time in history.

Mao Nian was the one who came to pick him up before, but Mao Nian didn't talk to him too much. Xin Wan asked Xu about Song Heng on the sidelines, but Mao Nian couldn't answer to his liking.Later, he didn't let Mao Nian see him off, and took the bus by himself very quickly.

It was still the same ambivalence as before, he wanted to see Song Heng very much, very much, but there was a glass wall between them, transparent and out of touch, he couldn't turn over like in the hospital.

"Why did you come to pick me up today?" Xin Wan couldn't hide her joy, her tone was a little higher than usual, "If you came to pick me up, you should have told me in advance, so that I come out earlier and you don't have to wait for me."

Song Heng said, "I didn't wait too long."

"Actually, if you're busy, you don't have to pick me up, and I can go home by myself."

Song Heng said "um", which made Xin Wan a little disappointed.

On the way home, Xin Wan looked at him calmly - he hadn't seen Song Heng for days.He is still very good-looking. He has inset eyes, the end of his eyes is slightly opened, and the lines drawn out are neat and clean. His high nose is also very good-looking. His arms are muscular, but not obtrusive and exaggerated, with slightly protruding blue veins.

How could such a person be gay?

In his impression, homosexuals are always weak and thin, Song Heng is not like that.

Song Heng asked suddenly: "Why didn't Mao Nian pick you up after school?"

"Ah, because I think she is very busy, and when she comes to pick me up every day, the car will be very conspicuous, too ostentatious." Xin Wan made up a lie, and bowed her head a little guilty.

"Then how did you go home?" Song Heng paused, "You walked with that classmate of yours?"

Xin Wan didn't notice the slight pause, and said, "No, I took the bus."

There was a news broadcast in the car, which was very boring. After broadcasting the news of the policy reform, the female voice read again: "The illegal gay correction center that was previously detected in Xiwan City—"

Xin Wan heard the word "gay", and was about to listen carefully, but Song Heng cut off the radio and switched to music.

The car passed the sidewalk, and the elementary school students who had just finished school passed by, so they could only stop temporarily.Xin Wan was so bored, she stretched out her wrist while taking advantage of the pause, and said, "Look!"

The wrist watch was taken off, and traces of the watch suddenly appeared in the middle of the slightly tanned skin during the military training. Xin Wan said, "Look, does it look like a widened Oreo?"

As if he had discovered something extraordinary, he smiled cutely, Song Heng turned his head to look at him, and found that when a person is happy, his eyes will light up.Seeing that he didn't smile, Xin Wan retracted her arms awkwardly, and said in a complaining tone: "I'm so tanned."

There was a sudden force on the head.Song Heng rubbed his hair casually, and said casually: "Like."

Xin Wan heard her heartbeat, and her cheeks felt hot for no reason.

The elementary school students walked slowly across the sidewalk, and the poplar trees outside the car window began to recede.For the rest of the journey, Xin Wan was in a panic of emptying out. Even though his palms had been removed from the top of his head, he felt that the heat was still there.

In Shuyueli, he got out of the car in a hurry and even forgot his schoolbag - he looked like a fugitive prisoner.

Song Heng leaned over to get the schoolbag in the back seat, but the zipper of the schoolbag was not fully unzipped, and the items inside floated down.The paper fell onto the carpet of the car. Although there was no intention of peeping, the words on it involuntarily invaded the field of vision.

"for you:

Today the cicadas are very loud, it is cloudy, I don't know if it will rain, the cicadas will be much smaller when it rains.

But I hope that tomorrow will be sunny, so that the cicadas will not have nowhere to go. When the cicadas sing, I always have the illusion that I will see you.

want to see you. "

love letter.Love letter to whom?

Is this someone you like?

Song Heng frowned subconsciously, a thought crossed his mind, but he quickly killed it by himself.He thought too much, and even thought he was being self-indulgent.

Song Heng saw Xin Wan's back through the car window, tall and thin, like a poplar tree.Xin Wan is charming, especially when he smiles.

As if he had been dreaming, this love letter made him truly realize that Xin Wan had indeed started again, getting rid of the cicada slough of the past, he would write a love letter to the second "Song Heng", someone would hug him, someone would kiss him , and someone will love him.

There is no need to repeat their past, Xin Wan has his own way.

And—forgetting is good, clinging to the past is stupid.

Song Heng folded the love letter and put it in his schoolbag, closing the car door as if nothing had happened.

The author says:

Comment it! ! (bitter melon face) (male man acting like a baby)

I think the writing of this book is much better than before, except for being vague (so confident) ah, I am really good (feeling)