16 year old graduation ceremony

Someone called her by the pool, but she didn't want to pay attention to it, but a long stick blocked her way, so she had to grab the stick and rise to the surface. A black-skinned instructor in red swimming trunks stood by the pool.

"The sun is so bright at noon, it will burn you to death! Have you eaten yet?"

"I'm not hungry yet."

The coach squatted down, and the bulge in his crotch caused her to instinctively turn her eyes away, staring at the watery, sharp-edged broken tiles at his feet.

"There is a city-wide high school diving competition in June. I took the registration form for you. You have to step up your practice for a while. How about it? Practice here for two hours after school every day, and then go to the provincial gymnasium for national coaches Guidance, you won’t have any objections at home, will you?”

"Do you have to participate?"

"Of course! Otherwise, who else can our school send as a representative?" The coach stretched out his hand to scoop up the pool water, and splashed a circle of black stains on the dry white concrete floor under his feet: "I know you don't like competitions, but you just want to fight for the school. Honor, sometimes sacrificing one's likes and dislikes is necessary... Besides, do you want to go to college in the future? Relying on these award-winning qualifications, next year you will find a way to qualify for the National Games in the district. If you squeeze into the top three Name, it will be very helpful for you to apply for admission to the university, and there are scholarships available...."

This is her only chance to get out of the bleak situation, she has no choice.She went ashore, washed and changed her clothes, and returned to the classroom. The white aluminum rice steamer in front of the podium was left alone with only her lunch box left. The classroom was full of buzzing voices and the slightly sour smell of food.She took her lunch box and walked back to her seat. The girl who didn't lack in everything, Yang Xianling, walked over. Xianling who was attached to Zhao Xiuyin's body saw her 16-year-old self clearly for the first time. It was so stiff and cautious, with a look of hope, but it was so reckless when he opened his mouth: "Where did you go just now? I didn't see you anywhere...Come and have dinner with us? My mother sent me a lot of food today. Delicious pork ribs! Oh yes, there are also peaches, which just came out this year, and they are delicious..." There was an unpleasant ostentation in that tone, and even Xianling 30 years later would refuse Such an invitation. The 16-year-old Xianling pursed her lips and walked away sullenly, whether it was hope or disappointment, it was clearly written on her fair face.However, her disappointment quickly disappeared. Even if she didn't look back, she could still hear the loud laughter of Yang Xianling and Yao Xin, like sunlight passing through the treetops, splashing on the long windows next to the corridor.

How wonderful it would be to be able to live so frankly and honestly.

As soon as these words crossed my mind, my whole body was immediately sucked into the abyss by a strong vortex. I was dizzy and couldn't hold on to anything, and then fell heavily to the ground.Staggering to her feet, she realized that she had become that bloated middle-aged abandoned woman who wanted to die again, standing in an unknown alley.A few warm yellow lights suddenly lit up on the walls on both sides, there was ping-pong heavy metal rock music, a duet duet of husband and wife arguing, and the light and bright TV series opening theme song. Everything was so ordinary and familiar. When did she come here before? place?She saw a half-closed apartment door, as if waiting for her, and she walked past it involuntarily, and a staircase could be vaguely seen inside, leading to the underground.The white walls in the stairwell have been repainted, and there is still a refreshing smell of paint. The edges of the cement steps are trimmed with golden warning strips, shining faintly in the increasingly dark depths.She walked down the wooden handrail, the first step, the second step... She should have walked in many years ago, will Zhao Xiuyin still be there waiting for her?She wanted to ask herself, how did she survive those years?After finally getting rid of the gloomy and colorless life, why is her ghost still reluctant to leave?What would Zhao Xiuyin be like today without that skiing accident? ...Suddenly the lights on the lower floor were turned on, and a man's voice asked rudely behind her: "Hello! Are you a resident here?"

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