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"Lin Lian, do you still want to learn Taekwondo this afternoon?"

Lin Lian, a fourth-grade student, turned over on the mat and muttered, "It seems that I want to."

"Then hurry up, it's already one o'clock, if you don't go, you'll be late!"

Tao Xianxia turned off the electric fan and urged, "Hurry up, 700 yuan a semester, and you only study once a week. Do you think your uncle's money is not money?"

"But……"

But it’s not easy for you to come back once, can I not go?

"But what is it, hurry up! Take it again, and you won't be able to catch it when you get off the bus, and you have to take a taxi again!"

"Got it! I haven't taken out my taekwondo uniform yet!"

Lin Lian curled his lips, looking at the mirror, he couldn't suppress his messy hair when he woke up. Tao Xianxia became more anxious when he saw his laziness. Lin Jianshu fired: "You take care of your son! You are still talking about it, and you can't clean it up at all! You too, you can watch TV every day, I don't know if a game is over and over again. It's pretty!"

Lin Jianshu frowned, listening to a ditty, with his left ear coming in and his right ear coming out, staring at the TV intently, seeing the highlights, he prevaricated: "Oh, my wife is so capable, what can I do?"

"You still have the nerve to say it? You said it yourself, the cleaning you have done for so many days, I can't stand it!"

"Didn't you just come back for a day? If you can't stand it, just stop watching it."

"You can do it, cook and wash the dishes by yourself at night, Xiaomei and I go out to play, I don't care if you watch TV all afternoon."

Lin Lian suppressed a smile in the bathroom, hurried out with his pockets in his hands, and shut the flirting voices of the two inside the room.

He hasn't heard his parents speak for a long time, and they haven't quarreled within three sentences.

Walking on the road, Lin Lian always felt that something was wrong, and he didn't feel what was wrong. When he walked to the entrance of the gymnasium, he found that the door was not opened. Saturday - Taekwondo is Sunday!

He was brainless, and walked back and forth around the gymnasium for most of the day, thirsty and hot, but still had no intention of going home.

At that time, there was not even a decent community in Chuzhou County, so he walked to the small garden downstairs of the residential building and sat down in the pavilion.

The surrounding woods were shaded, which just blocked the venomous sunlight. There was a small pond beside the pavilion, and there were many fish wagging their tails in it. Lin Lian stood by the side, watching the fish bewildered, and remained motionless.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, he turned his head quickly and found a beautiful little boy who was slightly shorter than himself occupying his position just now, feeling a little angry.

"who are you?"

The boy didn't answer him, but took out a large handful of candies from his pocket and put them on the table: "Here you eat."

"give me?"

Lin Lian pointed at himself suspiciously, saw the boy nodding, picked one at random, and tore open the package, which contained white chocolate in the shape of a heart.

This is the first time in his life that he has eaten such delicious chocolate.

When playing with my brothers and sisters, I heard them talk about "mellow cocoa butter" and "cocoa butter substitute", and I also took all kinds of chocolates from them. It is beyond recognition.

Nothing like this one.

The shape of a heart is as smooth and silky as the commercials on TV. The sweet taste spreads in the mouth, which is really exciting.

The boy took out his homework book from the bag on his back, probably starting to do his homework.

After eating someone else's candy, Lin Lian went over logically, saw the crooked words on the cover of the homework book, and laughed inwardly.

Grade, Class [-], Grade [-].

Name, Jiang Cun.

Little boy in the third grade.

Not knowing what was going on, Lin Lian opened his other homework book and said familiarly, "I'll check your homework for you."

A particularly simple math book, each page is rolled up like rotten pickles, one page has ten additions and subtractions within a two-digit number, Lin Lian looked at it with a blink of an eye, and half of them were wrong.

The grades suck.

Lin Lian complained in his heart, without saying a word, took out a pencil from his pencil case, and began to correct his mistakes.

On a very ordinary afternoon, not too hot, the sun shone through the gaps between the leaves, and there were rockery and small fish in the small pond next to it. Lin Lian was holding a pen, half lying on the table, a little close to Jiang Cun, Concentrate on lecturing to him.

"You don't even know this? This place is full of ten, and you need to enter one."

Jiang Cun seemed to want to say something, but held back, tilted his head and looked at the boy who looked older than himself, and his eyes stopped at the corner of his eyes.

A pair of beautiful eyes, bright and clean, when he looked up at himself, he could see his own face in his pupils.

"Have you heard?"

Lin Lian noticed that he was in a daze, and habitually raised his hand to knock him on the head, but suddenly realized that this was not his classmate, but a strange little boy, stopped his hand in the air, and retracted it embarrassingly.

"We went to drink today, and my grandfather brought me back." Jiang Cun pursed his lips, and rarely introduced himself. "He asked me to wait for him here. This is wedding candy. You can eat whatever you want."

He hadn't finished eating the one in his mouth yet, and Lin Lian was embarrassed to continue taking other people's candies, but he wanted it very much in his heart, especially the one with cars printed on the candy wrapper, he wished he could grab it right away.

"I don't like sugar, here you are."

Jiang Cun seemed to see Lin Lian's careful thinking. He grabbed all the candies on the table and put them in Lin Lian's pocket, then took out his coat pocket and gave all the candies to Lin Lian.

"Really give it to me?"

Lin Lian suddenly felt embarrassed, it was the first time he met a peer who was so enthusiastic about him.

"Ah."

Jiang Cun nodded and smiled.

The most innocent smile on the child's face, he is like a little angel, with snow-white skin, glass-like eyeballs, and a bit of baby fat on his face, his smile seems to startle the singing birds on the branches, all fly away came to him.

"This...is not my homework book..."

"Ah? Then you didn't say it earlier?"

Turning to the cover, it turned out that it was not Jiang Cun's name. Lin Lian was stunned, seeing him deftly opening the middle of the schoolbag, and found a clean and tidy book: "This is mine."

The words are still crooked, unsightly, but very neat. Turning page after page, there are bright red ticks all over it, which makes Lin Lian's eyes hurt.

"you are great."

The little boy's eyes were full of admiration, and he praised Jiang Cun sincerely.

"What grade are you in?"

"It's the fourth grade, but my grades are terrible. I can get [-] points in the first and second grades. Now..."

Lin Lian's voice became softer as he spoke, and he felt more and more guilty when he thought that this week's 75-point math paper hadn't been handed over to his parents for signature.

"Aren't the first and second grades all taking double-percentage exams?"

The question without a trace of sarcasm gave Lin Lian a wave of real damage, and he immediately froze, feeling a little depressed: "I have never taken a test with double hundred points. The teacher said that whoever takes a test with a hundred points can get a book." , I don’t have a single book now, and my deskmate can take two books home in one semester..."

"Do you want a book?" Jiang Cun realized that he seemed to have said something wrong, bit his lips and said, "I'll give you a copy."

"Really?"

He nodded, his schoolbag was like a treasure chest, as if he could take out everything, he took out a book with a particularly elegant cover, and put it in front of Lin Lian: "I gave this as a book card, and the boss said that I can get one for 50 yuan." Book."

Lin Lian touched the cover of the book, and asked embarrassingly, "What kind of book is this?"

"I don't know, I haven't read it, but the boss said that many sisters are buying it, so he gave me this copy."

On the cover is written the traditional Chinese characters "Obsolete and Not Waiting", and there are four rows of small characters under the title of the book——

"You say a word,

"I remember for so many years,

"Now I'm back,

"It's hard to get over the water."

They carefully read the brief introduction on the back, and Lin Lian concluded with difficulty: "I think this book should not be good."

"why?"

"I don't know, I haven't seen it," Lin Lian replied sincerely, "You are really rich, you can recharge 50 yuan, and my pocket money is only five yuan a week."

Since he was a child, he was very envious of people with a lot of pocket money. He spent a long time choosing at the stalls in front of the school, still not sure whether to buy small puddings or fried rice cakes. The biggest enjoyment is the [-] cents snow lotus and [-] cents Soda water - a sweet drink blended with flavoring agents. Put the soda water in the cup first, then tear off the package of snow lotus, and watch the flat cylindrical pieces slip into the cup one by one, bubbling and bubbling. Soak, it's beautiful.

"There is a corner bookstore next to the school. I asked my grandfather to ask for it. I can read it for a long time for 50 yuan."

"Our school also has them. It's at the overpass at the back door. I've been there..."

As he spoke, Lin Lian blushed. His cousin Tao Anzheng took him there several times. He read the little generals and she read comic novels. Tao Anzheng was a head taller than him. He knew what he was looking at, and once he finally saw it, there was a picture of a man princess hugging another man printed on the paper!Look again, why are the two still kissing each other!

His small face was redder than a boiled hairy crab, and he retracted his fingers like an electric shock. The pure and young Lin Lian also vaguely guessed that something bad would happen next, so he quickly retracted his gaze. The young general Shenbing went up.

The two of them chattered a lot, but it wasn't long before Lin Jianshu found him. He couldn't help laughing at his silly son, and patted him on the head: "Lin Lian, I don't want to learn Taekwondo today, let's go." Alright, let's go to your grandma's for dinner tonight."

"Hey... I still want to play with him..."

"I haven't finished my homework yet, waiting to go home and your mother Huang Jing stick is waiting for you?"

"whispering sound--"

Lin Lian pouted, seeing his father was about to drag him away, he swiftly copied a book on the table, and by the way grabbed a handful of candies from his pocket and put them in Jiang Cun's schoolbag: "I'm going Lah, thank you for the candy, kid! I'll come and play with you next time!"

"I'm not a child." Jiang Cun muttered, looking at Lin Lian who was taken home by his father with a bit of reluctance, still feeling a little inexplicable envy in his heart.

It's a pity that when they were in elementary school, smart phones and social software were not yet popular, and PHS and landlines were also used for communication. Those smiling "I'll play with you next time" all turned into unrealistic promises. Turn around and the person is gone.

Xu Song and Xu Liang's new songs are playing in the streets and alleys, advertisements for all kinds of Korean accessories are printed in magazines, there are a lot of pirated comics and CDs in bookstores, and DVDs have not yet left the trend of the times...

It was a very simple and cute age, and I met a little boy who was as cute as myself.

Holding the book, Lin Lian excitedly told Lin Jianshu that he had made a good friend today: "Dad, he gave me a book! None of our teachers gave me one! His grades are really good!"

"Oh, that's fine, it's good to read more books."

Lin Jianshu didn't know what he was thinking, and he rarely chatted with his son seriously, and he didn't notice that Lin Lian's expression suddenly became listless. He just carefully held the book in his arms.

"It's like this every time..."

After returning home, he respectfully put the book on the bookshelf, and put it together with his own pile of classics. After a few days, he completely forgot about it, and went to play cards and play yo-yo with other children.

Until a certain summer vacation in junior high school, I was really bored. I accidentally scanned this book and opened the door to a new world after reading it.

"Boys and boys can also fall in love..."

He suffered from the badending of the protagonist in the book for a while, but forgot who gave him the book.

He had long forgotten everything about it, including those rockery, small fish, sunlight, small pavilions—and that beautiful white chocolate.

But it doesn't matter, as long as someone remembers.

Jiang Cun remembers these clearly. It has been a long time since no one talked to him so happily, no one smiled at him for a long time, and no one could fill the position called "friend" for a long time. Obviously he has face blindness But he can clearly recall his appearance, and even the tone of his speech is engraved in his heart. He secretly saved a lot of candy, hoping to meet him again.

But later, his grandfather never took him back to Chuzhou County again. The big bag of candy he couldn't bear to eat melted and broke, attracting a bunch of annoying little ants.

Lin Lian didn't tell Jiang Cun his name, but Jiang Cun saw the words "Lin Lian" embroidered on the pocket of his taekwondo uniform.

This is his name, right?

It sounds good.

It's just that there are tens of thousands of Lin Lian in the world, and he is afraid that he will never find the one who said to himself "I'll check your homework" when he was a child.

So he would not hesitate to accept the olive branch from No. [-] Middle School, so when Lin Lian caught him borrowing his student ID card, he was taken aback.

The juvenile with a hostile face overlapped too much with the little boy in his memory.

He was the first to see him in the crowd.

The chocolate back then was Jiang Cun's favorite brand, so he would hand him his favorite strawberry-flavored soda without hesitation.

There is a small, tiny expectation in my heart.

—does he remember me?

"Actually, I knew he must have forgotten it." The pink letter paper was spread out on the table, and Jiang Cun laughed as he wrote it. "But it doesn't matter, I just remember. Lin Lian, this is the first time I Writing a love letter to someone is also the first time I really like someone. That’s it, it’s gone.”