He ran to the bookstore panting. The glass door of the bookstore was closed and the roller shutter door was half pulled. Jian Xing was stunned and ran over in a panic.

She looked inside through the crack in the door, and her forehead was sweating rapidly.

"Hello, is anyone?" she shouted.

The next second, a lazy voice came from behind him: "Yes."

Jian Xing paused, turned around suddenly, and followed the sound and saw a person sitting in the hidden area of ​​the flower bed on one side.

He had a cigarette in his mouth, and Jane Xing couldn't see his face clearly, so he could only catch a little spark.

But with that special hairstyle, Jane Xing recognized him.

It was the unscrupulous counter staffer.

Jiang Bishen recognized Jian Xing without any surprise. There was no doubt on his face, as if Jian Xing's appearance had made him expect.

He stared at Jian Xing and asked vaguely: "Come here to borrow a book?"

Perhaps the purpose was not very pure. Even though Jian Xing didn't see the man's eyes clearly, he hid guiltily, and a few seconds later his throat was dry and "um".

"It's up to the counter, take it yourself, remember to register."

Jane Xing smiled immediately, she hurriedly refocused her head, "Okay! Thank you."

After saying that, he quickly opened the door and entered the bookstore, and soon he came out with the book in his arms.

Before leaving, Jane Xing hesitated for a while and greeted the man, "I'm leaving, thank you."

Jiang Bieshen stood at the door at this time, but he still looked lazy. He raised his chin and said hello to Jian Xing.

After Jian Xing's figure became farther and farther away, Jiang Bishen stared at the direction where Jian Xing left, and sneered in an unknown sense: "Little brat."

The book is very thick, with a black cover, and it feels very textured when touched.

Jian Xing held it, as if he could feel the temperature on Xu Zhengqing's hands.

She thought to herself and couldn't help but blush.

At this time, Hongzhi's department in the third year of high school called the school bell. Jian Xing looked up and saw the LED rolling time at the school gate: 10:40.

Not long after Jian Ru returned home, Jian Xing could only speed up her pace of going home, but she didn't expect that as soon as she left the school gate, she saw two familiar figures.

It was Jian Ru and Lu Cheng.

Jian Xing was stunned. She didn't expect them to be here at all. She thought they were only there at No. 2 Middle School.

Perhaps because she was the first person to walk out of the school at this time, the vendors at the door all looked over, and Jian Ru was so. Jian Ru was obviously stunned for a moment when she saw her, while Lu Cheng's face was obviously dodging and embarrassing, which stopped Jian Xing from trying to move forward.

At a distance of not far, Jian Xing and Jian Ru looked at each other. They did not have any dialogue, and Jian Ru did not give her any winks, but Jian Xing understood Jian Ru's intention in an instant.

She paused, with her movements stiffened her eyes, and then walked past Jian Ru's stall without looking sideways.

After walking for about ten minutes, Jian Xing arrived at the most lively park in Hexian County during the day.

At this time, the night had fallen, the crescent moon was hanging above the head, and the river water next to it was calm. Occasionally, wild cats passed by the arch bridge, leaving only traces of shaking.

Opposite the park is another key high school in Hexian County. No. 1 Middle School should have been completed earlier, and only a few figures are left.

Jian Xing looked at the long road to the people and suddenly felt a little confused.

She stood under a street light, with a light layer of warm yellow light on her shoulders, and the light and shadows were shattered and could not shine into her eyes.

When she got home, Jian Xing took a shower first. She had no homework at the beginning of school. She briefly previewed the content of tomorrow in each subject. When it was almost over, a sound came from outside the door.

The car was pushed into the yard, and the sound of footsteps of appropriate weight and water sounded in the shower room, and the door of the next house opened and closed.

As expected, Jian Ru still did not take the initiative to talk to her.

In front of the desk lamp, Jian Xing stared at the English words for a short time, raised his hand and closed the book.

She looked at the "1984" placed in a corner of the table, and suddenly felt that the book was like a big stone pressing against her chest.

She originally thought she could turn two pages tonight, but now she just wanted to hide it.

In a few seconds, Jane Xing picked up the book and put it in the drawer.

While the desk lamp was turned off, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped abruptly. Jian Xing turned to the bed, and when the next time the sound of water sounded, his consciousness gradually became blurred.

The light suddenly lit up in front of me for some reason, not incandescent lamps, but blood-red sunset.

The tip of her nose smelled strongly, and the temperature around her was as low as an ice cellar, and as high as a stove. Jian Xing frowned in pain. She struggled to open her eyes and saw only the long corridor, which was white, but the end was dyed red.

In the red and white dyeing area, Jian Xing saw Jian Ru crying at a young couple covering her mouth. Her tears seemed to flow out of a river. When the young couple turned around and left, Jian Xing saw Jian Ru wiped away her tears with expressionless face. A few seconds later, a smile of disdain and sarcastic sneering on the corner of her mouth. She turned her head and caught her in the eyes of Jian Xing—

"Jian Xu!"

With a wave of his hand shadow in front of him, Jian Xing was stunned for a moment, blinked and came back to his senses. She turned her head and met Xu Lu's puzzled gaze, "What, what's wrong?"

Xu Lu stared at her and asked, "What's wrong with you? Why are you absent-minded?"

"Maybe I didn't sleep well," Jian Xing took out the application guide from the drawer and handed it to Xu Lu.

"Wow, did you buy it?" Xu Lu started to flip through books before she even opened her schoolbag.

"No, I borrowed it," Jian Xing also came over, "I borrowed it from Xinhua Bookstore."

"There are such books there," Xu Lu said as she opened it. She saw the first page of Long Feifeng Dance with three words written in a very grassy way. She recognized it a little harder, "What are you looking at Jiang... Jiang?"

"Don't let Jiang die." Jian Xing said.

"Oh oh oh yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes ye

I spent the whole morning self-study, because of this book, I didn’t read the books well in several rows nearby.

After the morning self-study, Xu Lu successfully handed over the target post-it notes and breathed a sigh of relief. She asked Jian Xing if she would go to the toilet. Jian Xing said, "I won't go, I'll throw garbage in the back."

When passing by Chen Xi, Chen Xi looked ferocious and hurriedly stuffed the post-it note in her arms, "Damn, I'll go to the toilet, please help me take it to the office."

After saying that, he didn't wait for Jian Xing to say anything, he grabbed the paper on the table and ran away.

Jian Xing had no choice but to turn around and go out through the back door.

Xu Changlin's office is on the same floor as the class, close to the men's bathroom.

When Jian Xing passed by, he found that the door was not closed. There were four class teachers on this floor, sitting in their respective seats chatting.

Xu Changlin saw Jian Xing first. He held the teacup in his hand and stretched his neck slightly and asked, "What's wrong?"

Jane Xing walked over, "Our class's goal volunteer."

"Where is Chen Xi? It's so good."

Jane Xun said: "He went to the bathroom."

"Lag people have a lot of shit and urine." In front of the girl, Xu Changlin said no taboo at all.

Jian Xing could only smile and pretended not to hear it.

Then Xu Changlin raised his chin in one direction and said, "Okay, let it go."

After saying that, he added: "Oh, by the way, that family background questionnaire, let Chen Xi collect it tomorrow."

I'll be handed over tomorrow.

Jian Xing thought he could delay it for a few more days.

She sighed in her heart and agreed to Xu Changlin. After that, she turned around and was about to leave. Suddenly she saw a paper plane on the side of Xu Changlin's table. She paused, but couldn't control it for a while and stopped directly.

The body twisted at a twisted angle, staring at the paper plane, a little stubborn.

Xu Changlin didn't know Jian Xing, but she was quite a child in her impression. He was stunned for a moment and looked at the inside of his desk with Jian Xing's eyes and saw the paper plane.

He didn't really believe that a girl or a high school student would like this thing, and looked at Jane Xun again, and then looked at the paper plane again.

After repeated twice, he tentatively picked up the paper plane and asked Jian Xing: "Like this?"

Jian Xing suddenly reacted and raised his eyes to Xu Changlin's gaze. Xu Changlin's eyes were confused, spyed and looked at him. Jian Xing could not dodge and his scalp became numb.

"Do you like it?" Xu Changlin asked again.

Jian Xing wanted to open his mouth to answer, but he stopped again.

She likes it.

But how could she just like this paper plane?

Jane Xing thought, lowered her head.

From beginning to end, she didn't answer.

Xu Changlin naturally couldn't think of her complicated emotions. He just thought the little girl was embarrassed to speak, and said with a smile: "I picked up this in the park last night. I don't know which little beast threw it away. I originally wanted to take it back and play for my son. I took two steps to remember that my son has graduated from college this year, and probably he is not happy to play with this thing. Maybe he will mock me, "Hey, I won't give it to him, I'll give it to you."

Jian Xing pursed her lips and reached out to take it.

She looked at the paper plane in her hand, feeling a little sad, and felt an inexplicable sense of loss and regaining, even though the paper plane was not hers at all.

She even felt a little bit of joy and shame because this missed and possessed drama plot reminded her of the experiences of the male and female protagonists in countless idol dramas.

As old as she grew up, she never dared to think that she was the heroine of life, but at this moment, her male lead was Xu Zhengqing.

They have a special fate.

This specialness is probably enough to make her remember this whole youth.
To be continued...