[Youth School] Cicada Falls

On June 2016, 6, the national college entrance examination.

It has been a year since Yu Chanluo left Jiangzhou.

Qian Sanyi glanced at his phone for the last time at six o'clock in the morning, and unexpectedly saw a text message.

——Come on for the college entrance examination, brother one is the best!

The text messages are sent regularly, signed by Yu Chanluo.

Qian Sanyi smiled involuntarily, his heart was full of tenderness, and he said softly, "Wait, I'll come to you right away."

Pei Yin pushed open the door and wanted to call Qian Sanyi to get up together, but what she saw was the boy sitting on the bedside with a gentle smile.He tidied up early, without the nervousness or panic of ordinary college entrance examination candidates, but surrounded by a peaceful and calm atmosphere.

Perhaps it is because he is confident, the most important thing in Qian Sanyi's heart has been determined, and he is just rushing to that future.The college entrance examination is just an ordinary ladder.

After eating breakfast peacefully, Qian Sanyi reluctantly rubbed the grass-colored case of the mobile phone a few times, as if he heard the sound of Yu Chan falling.This voice reassured him and confirmed his determination to win the college entrance examination.

Around the boy's arms, the schoolbag was slung over his shoulders, his back was tall and slender like mushrooms, with a faint smile on his brows and eyes, he was walking towards his examination room and his future.

The morning light shone on his body, and the golden luster covered his side face, cutting through thorns and thorns in the distance.

At the same time, Yu Chan sat on the sofa in the lounge and stared at her watch, the singing of the Walkman flowed upstream along the long earphone cable.

After coming to San Carton University for a year, everyone who knows her knows that Yu Chanluo's watch always shows Beijing time, which has never changed.

The text message should have been received, and the song long heard to its last.It was a piece of audio recorded by Yi Ge himself. The sound quality is very good. If there is no accident, he went to the recording studio.

"In those unreachable days, I lay in the boundless fields."

"I'm never alone, and I'm never alone, because I know the stars are singing to me."

"I want to go to a more beautiful place, I want to touch the soft white clouds."

"I want to find the seven-color light bridge, and I want to give half of the receiver to Xingkong."

"I want to hear it sing, to hear it read the most beautiful poems."

Yu Chanluo took a deep breath and covered her mouth lightly.

This is the song she sang to him on the Ferris wheel. The boy's amazing voice is soft and gentle, as if he is whispering in her ear at this very moment.

At the end of the song, Yu Chanluo heard Qian Sanyi laugh, and then said: "I'm too embarrassed to say these nasty words in person, so I put them here. There are 520 songs in the Walkman, and this is the last one. Sing Please forgive me if it sounds bad, and I will continue to sing for you in the future.”

"Although I don't know how long it's been since you heard this, I still can't help but want to leave something for you to remember me. I've been wanting to say the next thing for a long time. It's a confession from a science student to a liberal arts student. Be confident and listen carefully." Ah, the cicada falls."

The boy mischievously raised his ending voice, but he couldn't hold it in. He coughed to cover up, and when he spoke again, there were countless longings in his tone.

"I like you, like the wind has traveled [-] miles, no matter the date of return."

"I like you, like the waves of the sea, silent."

"I like you, like willows moving, cicadas chirping, sunset tides, I can't help myself."

"I like you, like rain falling on the tropics and polar regions, thousands of miles away."

"I still like you very much, like calling your name in the midsummer of July and August."

"Cicada, I have already decided that I will go to Chicago for college. But I also decided to stay for one more year and take your share to the college entrance examination, so as to draw an end to these years without leaving any regrets."

Gently taking off the earphones, Yu Chanluo got up slowly and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. The afternoon sun cast a warm orange-yellow halo, and the traffic in Chicago gradually became denser.

Yu Chanluo's smile was so beautiful, the light slid from the tip of her brow to the corner of her mouth, murmured according to her: "It's so cunning, how can I forget you like this, brother one."