C4 Same Window

It was almost June, and the room smelled of oil and sweat. The electric fan was circling above their heads. It was basically self-study all day long. The books were piled high on the desk. Sometimes, it was hard to feel safe lying behind the books. At this time, Shu Wei also started to get anxious. Although the green color outside the window covered her entire field of vision, the cool feeling had already been firmly suppressed by the practice scroll.

Shu Wei often flipped through her usual correction book. When it was May 26th, the abdominal pain this time made her smile, which was hard to come by. She felt a kind of relief in her mind. If she calculated it this way, she would not be able to catch up to the college entrance exam.

She laughed and conveniently took out a thick book from the table and flipped through a few pages. Xiaoya, who was sitting at the same table, saw that she was reading a novel and excitedly came over.

"It's' Muslims' Funeral Funeral 'again. It's so thick. Is it so beautiful?" Xiaoya looked at the page she turned.

"Let me adjust it. My sister's book. It's not like I can go out to school. How can I have other books? The library has already received the third-year library card!"

Is there a romantic plot inside? "

Shu Wei thought about it. "Yes. Han New Moon lost his most beloved collection of foreign poetry on the lake. Chu Yanchao is walking with her by the lake. He recited all the poems in the collection to her!" He continued to flip through the book. "There is a poem in it. I like it very much. It was a poem read by Chu Yanchao before his teacher died!"

"What poem?"

Shu Wei laid there and took a deep breath.

"Okay, we will not wander together.

We will pass this dark night.

Even though this heart is still infatuated,

Though the moonlight was still so bright.

Because the sharp sword could break the sheath.

The soul also had enough of grinding its chest.

This heart, it has to stop and breathe.

Love also has to have a rest.

Although the night came for love,

Soon, it was day again.

But in this world of moonlight,

We are no longer wandering together. "

Shu Wei's voice was clear and gentle. It was unusually soft. Every word had a rhythm. That sentence, "Alright, let's not wander together anymore!" There was a faint sense of helplessness and resentment.

When Xiaoya heard this, she seemed to have been infected as well. Girls of 17 or 18 years old tended to hurt the spring and the autumn easily. For those words that were related to love or the tone of sadness.

"Shu Wei, you seem to be different from before!" Xiaoya looked at her and smiled.

"How is that possible?" Shu Wei adjusted her expression to that of a troublemaker, "I can even read English. I'll recite it to you." As she spoke, Shu Wei smiled slyly like she was reciting scriptures. "SO WE'LL. Ge no More a Roving. " SO WE'LL GO Mor A ROVING. Solathe into the niggt. The right way is the right way. And the mon be still as brit... "".... ""..... ""..... ""..... ""...... "".... "....".... "...."... "....".... "....".... "...."

"Alright, alright, I don't understand. What is it, lend it to me to take a look!" Xiaoya snatched it over.

Then what do you exchange it with? " Shu Wei pressed her arm.

"Okay!" She took out a small book from the desk with a picture of a beautiful girl and handed it to her. "Do you see it?"

Shu Wei took it and turned it over. "Let's see it first!"

Xiaoya took the thick book and muttered to herself, "It's not that I don't want to study. I only read one or two pages. Shu Wei, I only read during class!"

"You're so long-winded! Don't comfort yourself! " I'll just watch. " Shu Wei gave a naughty look and rolled her eyes to think. She picked up a newspaper from the counter and wrapped the book cover. She then took a pen and wrote a "Three hundred ways to remember each sentence.

Cheng Cheng, who was at the back of the table, saw Shu Wei's handiwork and asked with a smile. "Isn't this covering my ears and stealing bells? Don't look, let me see. Aren't you not interested in this kind of thing?"

I'll give it to you later. It's not a waste of your brain to look at this. It's better than being restless! " Shu Wei took the novel with the newspaper wrapped in it. She swept through the class and finished reading it in one gulp. Raising her head, the teacher was giving a question to the students on the other side. She suddenly felt tired and some thoughts that had nothing to do with her studies started to wrap around her. For some reason, she did not know what was going on. It was like a page blown by the wind, and the pages could not be found.

Another lesson bell rang, and she ran to the water room to wash her face. She felt an even greater pain in her stomach. Taking a deep breath, she turned her head and looked out of the window at Lin Yindao. She had once walked with her classmates for three years, playing around with each other to eat, playing a romantic joke in a novel, hoping that one day she would meet a handsome senior, and then have a sour dialogue with him.

It was just that in Shu Wei's imagination, she did not seem to need to meet anyone. Probably because of her home tutoring, she often warned herself not to be as melancholic and unhappy as her elder sister. The expectations of her parents and her own excellence were the driving force to restrain herself. However, she also needed a small mental balance. She often helped others achieve good things to fulfill her mischievous nature. For a while, Xiaoya felt that having a senior high school brother playing basketball was very good and wanted to get to know him.

So when Shu Wei and Xiaoya were doing class exercises together, she observed the boy's route. In the next exercise session, she pulled Xiaoya to follow the boy and found an opportunity to push her onto him. This kind of self-directed prank, Shu Wei was too embarrassed to apologize to him and asked the boy to take Xiaoya to the toilet to take a look. She smoothly and naturally put the two of them together.

Thinking of this, Shu Wei did not laugh. In a few days, high school life would end. That kind of playful and playful, happy and sad life for exams and scores should be considered as the past, right? With this thought in mind, she flung the water droplets on her hands and entered the classroom.

"Hey, it's time for class! Didn't you say that it's just between classes?" Shu Wei knocked on her desk mate's desk.

"Finish reading this page!" Xiaoya did not even raise her head, "Han Ziqi is interesting, but I also like New Moon!" She was not willing to sweep the back and closed the book. She wanted to discuss with Shu Wei again.

"Stop!" Shu Wei pointed her finger at her mouth, "Learn! Learn!"

"Your self-control is too good, it means your EQ is too low!" Xiaoya looked at Shu Wei and was a little disappointed.

"As long as your IQ is high!" Shu Wei proudly knocked on her head and buried her head in the scroll.

In the next few days, when Shu Wei first started to say that class was over, the lazy Xiaoya immediately became energized. She took out the novels from a pile of exercise books and excitedly flipped through them. Until the night self-study that followed a day later. Shu Wei turned her head and saw Xiaoya with tears flowing down her face. She was a little puzzled. She stretched her head and looked again. It was precisely that book that was pressed on the scroll.

"What's wrong?" Shu Wei asked in a low voice.

"Han New Moon is dead. Chu Yanchao did not even see her one last time!" Her tears were like glass beans as they rolled from her face to the page.

Shu Wei nodded and took the book over. She closed it. "Wipe your tears. Don't read anymore!"

"It's almost over!" Xiaoya wanted to reach out and take it.

"I can give it to you after the college entrance exam!" Shu Wei put the book back into her desk, "Study, look at that exam paper of yours. These two days it was wrong. Here, I can take a look at this outline!" As she spoke, she handed the printed copy to her.

"I know, I don't want to memorize it anymore. It's all mush. You've done so much. "When did you carry it? "Really!" Xiaoya took out a booklet and started to do the questions.

Shu Wei looked at her and pouted. She flipped through the big book. Inside were the words Lu Chun used to mark her in English. Suddenly, her heart felt at ease. She had already gone through this big book several times.

A sly smile suddenly flashed across her eyes. She could not help but mutter to herself, "Lu Chun, I don't believe you. You're a big man. Are you jumping in the grid? Next time, jump for me to see!"

On the afternoon of June 3, the third-year students lined up neatly in the square next to the administration building. The coming of age ceremony and graduation ceremony was the last part of the middle school activity. With his face facing the east flagpole, he raised his right hand and followed Principal Song who was in front of him, he loudly swore:

"From today onwards, I am an adult.

My heart is open, and I walk forward bravely.

"Even if hardship blocks my path forward.

Even though fatigue was spreading all over his body.

At this moment, I will remember it.

Courage will not make my faith retreat.

Persidence will drive away the troubles.

Go on, the road ahead will be bright.

Go on, go straight and firm.

Endure and tolerate setbacks.

Confirm and search in confusion.

"I will have a bright future."

The sounds of oaths rose and fell in the golden sunlight. Each and every one of the oaths was witnessed by the burning light of early summer. Perhaps the young people present didn't know what these simple oaths represented. They also didn't know if these words were the best medicine for life. However, at that moment, the young people who were about to leave high school had some sort of ambition surging in their hearts. This was the habit of Nancheng High School's adult ceremony for many years. In the end, everyone had to raise their voices and shout together with the teachers: Oath!

After the venue was dismissed, each class would organize students to take their graduation photos. Shu Wei and her classmates stood behind the teachers. This was the day they left school before the college entrance exam. The tables and chairs in the classroom started counting again, arranging themselves, and setting up the exam grounds.

When Shu Wei helped the teacher move the tables, she had some feelings of parting in her heart. She still could not fully understand the true meaning of the college entrance exam. If there was no trace of age, then there were traces of youth: the first time she wrote a diary, the first period, the first time she shed tears because of love novels...

But what she remembered the most was this kind of college entrance exam. It completely separated the people who seem to be standing at the same starting line of life, giving the final answer to all the goals that started from youth. It was as if all the hard work and hard work was just for this exam, it could send you to heaven. It could also send you to hell. Although he had always used the "Fast Slow Class" form to let people understand the "Three, Six, Nine" level since he was young, the first "Three, Six, Nine" in the real sense started from the college entrance exam.

And the last group photo before the exam should be at the first intersection of life.

"I'll count to one, two, three. Everyone call it 'eggplant'!" "Eggplant!" "Eggplant! Eggplant!" "Eggplant! Eggplant! Eggplant! Eggplant! Eggplant! Eggplant! Eggplant! Eggplant! Eggplant!" The person who took the photo said loudly in front of them.

"One, two!" He shouted while sweating profusely.

Everyone seemed to have started to concentrate and hold their breath in preparation for the best expression. In the end, Shu Wei shouted at the top of her lungs. "Wait!" She looked at the surrounding students and said, "Calling 'eggplant' is so boring!"

"Then what are you shouting for?" The department director raised his beard and turned to look at Shu Wei seriously.

She suggested seriously, "Let's change the topic. Everyone will shout 'No money'."

"Okay, okay, okay!" The students started to make noise, shouting about this.

"This is outrageous!" The department director was confused.

"Let's take a picture! Just shout! Everyone can shout whatever they want!" The master who took the picture adjusted the camera in front of him. "One, two, three."

"No - money -"

After shouting, they all burst into laughter.

Shu Wei jumped down from the bench and asked with a smile, "Director Shu. I just heard you say Eggplant. "

"Little devil!" The department director flicked her brain and said, "Take the exam well, do you hear me?"

"Yes!" Shu Wei nodded her head heavily. This was the first time she realized that this stubborn person still had such an amiable tone. She was pulled by Zuo Xiaoqing and Xiao Ya to the dormitory. When she turned her head, she saw Lu Chun cleaning the flagpole with a few students. Lu Chun was wearing a light colored shirt and holding a broom. He smiled brightly and cleaned the flagpole with the students. Under the sunlight, his smile was very refreshing.

Shu Wei wrote in her diary that day, "On the afternoon of the graduation photo, I watched the backs of the people who left one after another in the crowd. Those people will soon disappear in front of me. Among the people who might disappear for the rest of their lives, it might also include Lu Chun."