I want to have a relationship with you

Su Jingming still complied with Cheng Hui's words, and when he returned to Liangcheng again, he caught Autumn's tail.

As soon as he got off the plane, he subconsciously wrapped his windbreaker tightly. He almost forgot what autumn in Liangcheng is like.

Su Jingming didn't tell anyone when he came back. He was like an ordinary passenger, leaving the airport with a simple luggage.Seeing the familiar streets and yellowing leaves, I was in a trance. The scene of that year seemed to be opened, and thoughts and memories poured out.

Su Jingming seldom recalled the memory of seventeen or eighteen years old, but he still couldn't resist the hurt of touching the scene.

So far, I have not figured out where the courage to leave without hesitation came from.

You won't regret it after asking Su Jingming.

He didn't dare to answer, he had regretted too many things in the past 20 years.

More than he could count.

Su Jingming found a hotel in the city center and settled down. He looked at the scenery outside the window silently. Perhaps the former Su Jingming would never have imagined that when he came back here again, there was no place to stay.

He got out of the hotel, did not choose a taxi, went to the bus station and got on a bus whose route had been changed many times.At three o'clock in the afternoon, the car was very empty, only beams of light and shadows coming from the window, one after another, finally disappeared into the shadows.

Su Jingming sat in the last row, and he looked out of the window expressionlessly. It was clearly the street in his memory, but it couldn't overlap with his memory.

Su Jingming clicked his tongue, and pressed his forehead against the glass window, following the slight shake of the car.

Suddenly, he sat up straight and the car stopped at this moment.

The No. [-] Middle School in front of him was the same as he remembered, with the same school gate, and the security guard at the gate would always sit on a chair with a huge pot of teacups in his arms.The sycamore tree in front of the door is still the same as five years ago, dyed in autumn colors in autumn.

"You walk without sound?"

"Just think of me as a ghost and walk silently."

"what is this."

"Dika."

Su Jingming remembered that here Wen Yan sent himself Di Jia.The dense thoughts gradually filled his heart, and he remembered the words Wen Yan said back then, "I want to know you."

One sentence to understand.

They had been entangled for so long.

Su Jingming seems to be a thief, he pushes back all the thoughts little by little, for fear that others will see through what he is thinking now.The fingers hanging on the knees were gradually tightened, and the feeling of the fingertips sinking deep into the palm became more and more clear.

Su Jingming couldn't describe his current mood. It was like finding a source of water in the desert. Before he could quench his thirst, the source of water disappeared.

The throat is very dry.

It's not that he wanted to get out of the car without impulse, and then went to see No. [-] Middle School, to see the traces of their time together.

The current Su Jingming is no longer a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, and he no longer knows how to move his body faster than his brain.

The 23-year-old Su Jingming has become calmer than before, and has also become more depressive.

Su Jingming took a deep breath, opened the car window, turned his head quietly, and could not see the shadow of No. [-] Middle School for a long time.

I will be lost, obviously I am so close, but I have never had the courage to approach.

Su Jingming also felt that he was ridiculous, for walking so chicly and briskly back then.In the end, when I came back here, I realized that I was the timid one.

What bullshit courage.

It was just an excuse to escape.

Su Jingming admitted that he was cowardly and cowardly, and he couldn't bear the pressure from Wen's father and mother.He could see too clearly the disappointment and sadness in Wen's father and mother's eyes.

That was their proud son, how could he ruin him.

Su Jingming, who has always been submissive, also made the most unwilling compromise.

The bus gradually left the city center, and when Su Jingming came to his senses, the terminal had already arrived.

When Su Jingming got out of the car, he realized that this was the top of Fengshan Mountain.

The oncoming autumn wind also broke all his thoughts.

The Liangcheng under his feet was more prosperous than it was five years ago. He stood where he was, and when he looked back, it was still the same pavilion.

The gazebo looked like it had been renovated with new paint and the worn lights hanging in the gazebo were replaced with new ones.

Su Jingming lowered his eyes, every step he took was extremely tormented.

Here, he wishes Wen Yan a happy birthday.

Su Jingming, who was clumsy and unable to speak back then, blessed him with the most sincere tone.

"I hope you are safe, that everything goes well, and that you are always happy."

Everything went well, but in the end he didn't get what he wanted.

Thinking of this, Su Jingming felt that it was difficult for him to breathe.Facing the gazebo that was only a few steps away from him, he couldn't even take an extra step.

It was also that day that Wen Yan said, "I like you, it has nothing to do with gender."

No matter what time it is, Wen Yan always boldly admits in front of others that I like you.

He likes to be blatant.

He likes to be careful.

Even at the end, Wen Yan still said, "I like Su Jingming."

As for myself, I didn't admit it from beginning to end.

The only time he showed his emotions was that scene that he would never forget in his whole life.

Wen Yan, we don't love each other anymore, okay?

Without waiting for Wen Yan's answer, he unilaterally broke the love between the two of them, and ran away again in front of their relatives.

Su Jingming stood where he was, and the gazebo in front of him seemed to be getting farther and farther away from him.I don't know when it started, his face was full of tears, and the passing passengers looked at this young man strangely.

No one will know that this place once witnessed the love of two teenagers.

Su Jingming didn't expect that returning to Liangcheng would have such a strong stamina. He thought that he could live in a gentle way all these years, that he could hide the thoughts of that year in his heart, but in the end he was stripped clean, thinking about it a little None left.

He sat on Fengshan for a whole afternoon, until the driver kindly reminded him that this was the last bus to the city, and Su Jingming left.

On the way back, he was still sitting in the last row. He took out his mobile phone, opened WeChat, and his fingers paused on the WeChat login interface.

Su Jingming also felt cruel, and canceled his number after he left, and never logged in to that WeChat account again.Every time I want to log in to take a look, I will make excuses. Over time, this WeChat is like a shackle, and no one can open it.

Maybe it's because of the great stamina of longing, Su Jingming had already logged in to that WeChat when he came back to his senses.

He watched helplessly as "Receiving" above WeChat changed to WeChat (999+).

The person at the top has a bunch of 99+ behind him.

Su Jingming resisted not clicking in, his fingers slid down, most of them were group news and Ren Wei's news.

Ren Wei's news stayed five years ago, and the cursing and cursing were all those words, and finally a voice.

Su Jingming clicked on it, and Ren Wei's slightly drunken voice came out: Brother Ming, you are gone, who will copy my homework for me in the future...

Su Jingming laughed as he listened. He listened to a voice many times, and it seemed that he was back in No. [-] Middle School. Ren Wei asked him to copy his homework all day long.

Read the messages sent by Ren Wei, Song Yifei, and Li Yang one by one.

Only then did Su Jingming heave a sigh of relief. When he returned to the original interface, he hadn't even clicked on the top message.

Su Jingming didn't know what kind of mood he was looking at. He lowered his eyes and silently swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva. His mind and heart were engaged in a meaningless struggle.

There are always many coincidences in the world, such as the driver stepping on the brakes at the right time.Following inertia, Su Jingming clicked in.

Su Jingming turned up little by little, his fingers were trembling so much that he could hardly hold it steady, and subconsciously held the wrist with the other hand.

He took a deep breath.

Little monster: Su Jingming! ! !

Little Monster: Give me some time, I will definitely deal with this matter.

Little Monster: Didn't you promise not to hide...

Little Monster: Didn't you say you won't regret it...

Su Jingming's heart was pierced when he saw it. Wen Yan didn't send a message for a long time after he came here.

Continue down.

Little monster: I went to participate in the math competition, and it was still a place where no shit. Old Tu asked me why you didn't come this year.

Little monster: Little hero, I got the first place, Lao Tu and Lao Zhou are very happy.What about you, are you happy?

Further down.

Little Monster: Happy New Year, don't you promise me to celebrate the New Year together?The one who repents is you.

Little Monster: Your heart is really cruel, Su Jingming.

Little monster: ...I miss you so much.

Later, the interval between Wen Yan's messages became longer.Su Jingming calculated the time, it was when the third year of high school was busy.

Little monster: It's the third year of high school, review well and pay attention to your body.

Little Monster: Do you believe the earth is round?

Little Monster: Come on for the college entrance examination.

Su Jingming's eyes became more and more blurred, and tears fell drop by drop on the phone screen.Wen Yan, who is in college, seems to have more time to spare, sharing interesting stories about himself at school with Su Jingming every day.Every one-sided chat ends with: I miss you so much.

Su Jingming didn't know how many words Wen Yan said, his heart was so sore that it was about to burst.His fingers were trembling and numb, and the blank picture in his brain was gradually being filled.

His favorite person, let him talk for five years alone.

Seeing the end, Su Jingming's phone vibrated slightly.

Wen Yan's news did not arrive late.

He said: Five years, I still miss you, every day, my hero.

Su Jingming seemed to have returned to five years ago, and the calmness of the past few years collapsed in this instant.

With trembling fingers, he typed a few words on the screen.

Salted Egg: Me too.

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