is crazy

Wu Fang was terrified by the incident of Lin Lian jumping off the building at that time, coupled with a series of things such as family changes not long after, he never went to trouble Lin Lian again; Zhou Rong was still brooding, begging Wu Fang He went to teach Lin Lian a lesson, but he was beaten out instead.

One or two of the troublesome things disappeared, and Lin Lian found that life was so boring—except for eating, drinking and messing in class every day, his only pastime was doing homework.

The academic pressure is getting bigger and bigger, the more anxious he is, the worse his grades will be. In the past, he was still in the top [-], but now it is common for him to go up and down at the age of [-]; the teacher also advised him Don't be too impatient, but he can't settle down no matter what, like a piece of sodium placed at the junction of water and kerosene, repeatedly criss-crossing on the verge of death until it completely dissolves and reacts.

It was so hard that he could hardly even breathe.

He couldn't learn the topics that he could easily master before, but now he couldn't learn them. He didn't know what to do.

He said he was going to be admitted to Tsinghua University, he said he was going to be admitted to Peking University, the one who was admitted to Tsinghua University has faded out of his life circle, and the one who was admitted to Peking University didn't know why he was still so obsessed.

Lin Lian spent a whole day looking for the physics paper for evening self-study, but he couldn't find it. Originally, the paper was not difficult, and he could finish it by spending some time after class, but he just wanted the old one, the old one. The one with the name written, the draft that was flying all over the sky, and the one that hadn't finished writing the last big question.

Wen Mingche followed Yi Jie, and when he went back to the dormitory together, he was still looking for him, flipping through the book irritably, but he didn't even see a piece of paper Feifei.

"Brother Lian, don't push yourself too hard, I..."

"I'm fine, I just want the old one."

"Did you bring it back to the dormitory at noon today and didn't bring it to the classroom?"

"How could it be? I was still doing it before class at noon. I remember it clearly. The first period is a Chinese class. I put it under the excerpt..."

"Then I'll help you find it together."

"Forget it," Lin Lian pulled the book into order, took an English book, and kicked the stool under the table, "Let's go, I won't look for it anymore."

The main reason was that the lights would be turned off if he returned late, and he couldn't waste other people's time with him looking for a paper that he might never find again, so he left reluctantly.

After Wen Mingche and Yi Jie confirmed their relationship, Yi Jie also moved into their dormitory. Other mixed dormitories can only be mixed with two classes at most. They are good, four people, one person in one class, and it is rare for the housekeeper to take care of the teacher. .

The next day when I went to the classroom, I flipped through Wang Houxiong, and found the paper—it turned out that the paper was too thin, and it almost merged with Wang Houxiong.

Lin Lian was furious. Damn it, I wasted my self-study class. In a rage, he crumpled the paper into a paper ball, took a deep breath, and unfolded it.

Looking at the crumpled paper, he couldn't help tearing it up.

fuck you.

So what if you can't find it?It’s a big deal to make a photocopy, and you can do other things for evening self-study. It’s very simple to memorize words, do mathematics and remember history. It’s very simple not to waste.

But he just couldn't hold his breath: Why can't I find it, why can't it disappear?

Lin Lian looked at the paper angrily, and suddenly saw Yin Huaige walking in, handing him a courier package: "It's in the school security room, it seems to have been there for almost two months, let me bring it for you."

I don't know who sent it. With an inexplicable address and an inexplicable sender's name, Lin Lian wondered if it was someone who played a horrible prank on him.

He didn't open it, threw the package under the table, frowned and started to do the questions.

June is approaching, and it is the graduation season of the year again. The school radio has also started to play various sad songs related to graduation one after another. The senior three students are treated as key protection objects. I heard that there is a sophomore in the corridor Throwing a paper plane, was caught by the director of the moral education department, and he was ordered to drop out of school.

Lin Lian looked at the depressing atmosphere of the senior high school teaching building, and couldn't help but went for a stroll.

Fifth Middle School has always had a habit, that is, in the third year of high school, the best class is called "Kunpeng Class". There are 9 people, all of whom are elites who have rushed to C[-], and they are arranged next to the small garden on the top floor. very.

"Xu Xianqing and Yang Peijie must have entered this class," Lin Lian smiled, looking at everyone's favorite university posted outside the classroom door, suddenly felt that he was so close to the college entrance examination, "I dare not say I want to be admitted to Peking University, I can't afford to lose."

He wandered around and saw an empty classroom with a person sitting in it. He wondered, "Yang Peijie?"

Of course Yang Peijie didn’t hear it. He wore earphones all day and night, and played the listening comprehension anytime, anywhere. He hated the noise in the class just a few days after the beginning of the third year of high school, and asked the school to designate a special classroom for him. Learn by yourself.

Lin Lian was afraid of disturbing his study, so he stopped talking and walked slowly.

He was very confused and didn't know what he wanted. It seemed that his relationship with Jiang Cun was a matter of his previous life. Now that he thinks about it, he still feels dull pain in his heart. He even desperately tried to find out the previous chat records between him Look, it's as if I'm delaying myself, as if only in this way can I add some flavor to the ordinary life.

He really calmed down, gritted his teeth and deleted Jiang Cun's series of social accounts and numbers. He obviously remembered the string of numbers starting with 134 by heart, so he didn't send a single message.

They are all waiting, waiting for who will be more affectionate, who will plan the future first, who will open their mouths and hug first, who will truly get out of the siege.

Lin Lian wanted to call him countless times, but he was afraid of repeating the same mistakes. He was afraid that the two of them would break up again.

Lin Lian peeled off the wrapping paper of the ice cream, took a hard bite, the chill spread from the tips of his teeth to his nasal cavity, and shivered abruptly: "Wen Mingche, do you think I can forget about Jiang Cun?"

"Brother Lian, you have to tell me this question at least a hundred and twenty times a day." Wen Mingche had no choice but to break the popsicle and hand it to Yi Jie.

"I miss him, I don't know how to talk to him anymore."

Lin Lian was not sure whether he was still placed in the "most important" position in Jiang Cun's heart - in fact, he was just afraid of losing face, afraid that he would smile and want to hug him, but he would reject him.

Lin Lian never did anything he was not sure about.

Either get No.1, or don't participate.

Yi Jie couldn't get used to Lin Lian's cautious look the most. He couldn't understand why he was so cautious when he liked someone, and asked in confusion, "Lin Lian, what are you going to do? If you want to reconcile with him, you must get up." Have the courage to say it, I really don’t know what you’re struggling with.”

"I don't know, and I don't know what I should do." Lin Lian murmured, tearing the wrapping paper in his hand into strips.

"Then you don't know, summer vacation, summer vacation is coming, understand? If you don't chase Jiang Cun back during summer vacation, I will stick to Archer and not let him say a word to you."

Yi Jie was on the verge of crying, his boyfriend was not busy with dating him, but was advising others as a military adviser. He listened to the stories of Lin Lian and Jiang Cun every day until his ears became callused, and he really wanted to get rid of the current situation.

The phone vibrated, and Lin Lian looked at the few messages from Fang Zijin, feeling a little absent-minded.

[Thinking to this day]: Lin Lian, is your school going to have a graduation party?

[Contemplating till now]: I heard from Jiang Cun that he was packing up his things, and he wants to go back and watch this.

[Contemplating until now]: Uh, although I can't say anything about other people, I still think it's a pity for you.

[Contemplating till now]: ...Actually, Jiang Cun misses you a lot.

Lin Lian lay under the quilt after self-study next night, listening to the earphones, but his eyes read these words back and forth countless times, with mixed feelings in his heart, he forgot most of the mathematical formulas, and his mind was full of "I what to do".

I was the one who mentioned the breakup, I was the one who said I was tired, and I was the one who ran away like a coward. How could I have the nerve to face him?

It turns out that talking about an immature love at an immature age does not turn out to be very sweet.

They are not the favored ones chosen by the god of fate, nor can they tamper with their future life as they like.

In the past, I always felt proud and arrogant that the whole universe could be captured by myself, but I never expected to bow my head to reality time and time again.

Lin Lian, aren't you quite arrogant? Where is your arrogance now?

The last big event before graduation was a theatrical performance. The full name was "Graduation Cheering Party for Junior Three and Senior Three Students". All the teachers and students moved their stools and filled half of the playground. Many people who lived in the surrounding residential buildings also poked their heads out Come join in the fun, it looks pretty spectacular.

The day before the performance, there will be rehearsals in advance, and the sound of microphones and moving things can be heard on the playground before five o'clock. When Lin Lian went to the cafeteria to eat after school in the afternoon, he saw many high school students gathered around to watch—as for the No one knows what to watch.

The scaffolding was placed higher than the rostrum, and Lin Lian didn't know what the scientific names of those objects were. After a cursory glance, he found that this year's battle is quite big, and the boxes used to build the stage are still being brought in continuously. , some workers have already started to fix the large screens on the shelves one by one, and the students are chattering about what they are discussing... All in all, it is a noisy and busy scene.

Lin Lian was really not interested in the preparations before the start of the performance. He couldn't bear the deafening sound, so he went back to the classroom to do his homework after eating. Who knew that the playground was still very noisy. Did the intermittent music make the He was upset, unable to write a single question with a pen, frowning and drawing peach symbols on the draft paper.

"My heart is like a mess of pens."

When he came back to his senses, he realized that he had written such a stupid sentence. He put down the pen, tore off the page of the draft book, kneaded it into a ball, threw a perfect quadratic function in the air, and ran to the playground to play. son gone.

As soon as Lin Lian walked to the playground, he heard someone yelling in his ear, "Hey!"

"Fuck, what are you doing?"

Lin Lian rubbed his shoulder that had been slapped, and gave Wen Mingche, a fool, a particularly disgusted look.

"Brother Lian, didn't you say you wouldn't come to the rehearsal?"

"I'm annoyed, I can't solve the problems."

"Then you're getting bored, old man. I'll go find Yijie." Wen Mingche smiled and handed him a box of yogurt. "I just bought it. I can't finish it. I respect you."

It wasn't until Wen Mingche walked away that Lin Lian realized how could he drink this thing without a straw?

He ran all over the playground but couldn't find anyone, and accidentally stepped on someone's foot while pushing and shoving, and quickly turned around to apologize. Before the word "sorry" and "yes" came out of his throat, his expression froze .

"Jiang Cun?"

——You said this school, why is it so small?

Jiang Cun was also dazed. In fact, after he returned to No. [-] Middle School, he stayed in the playground all the time for dinner that day. He was just about to leave to go shopping when he saw Lin Lian walking down the ladder from a distance among the crowd.

I saw someone smiling and handing him something.

He seemed to be looking for something.

I saw him getting closer and closer to me.

Seeing him walking past him without looking sideways.

Then, accidentally, he found out.

"Are you coming to the rehearsal too?"

After asking this sentence, Lin Lian realized that it was nonsense. Seeing Jiang Cunhun's unguarded appearance, he also became worried. He was so good that he could sleep on the same bed, but now he wants to exchange greetings so deliberately. With mixed feelings in my heart: "I'm sorry, take your time, I'm going to find Wen Mingche."

He walked past pretending to be calm, always feeling that Jiang Zun was staring at him intently, and his steps seemed stiff.

After only three steps, he heard Jiang Cun calling softly, "Brother Lian."

Even though the voice was so small and light, and even though the surroundings were so noisy, those two words beat and flowed into his ears clearly, which made his eyes turn red for a moment, and he speeded up his pace without a trace, hiding in the bustling crowd. in the pile.

He thought that he was fully armed in the days when Jiang Cun was gone, but in the end he would still be defeated by the two words that came out of his mouth, even though it was something he would think about day and night whenever he had some free time.

It seemed that dancers were already dancing on the stage, following the beat of the drums, they stepped on Lin Lianxin step by step, making him upset and running away.

He searched around the playground but didn't see Wen Mingche, suspecting that he had gone back to the classroom for self-study, he lifted the lid of the yogurt with a wry smile, and swallowed it down.

It was no longer ice-cold, only the tip of his tongue could still feel a bit of coolness, and the small water droplets on the surface of the box stuck to his hands, which was quite comfortable.

"It's really time for you to come back, Jiang Cun."