C6 Yellow Triplegia

On that day, I will never forget that it was I who harmed all of my people, including myself …

"Hey, Yu Kun, come here. Come here. You're early!" It was Cao Fei who was calling for me. Every day at this time, he would be exercising on the sports field. He was a diligent student, and often his figure could be seen on the sports field of our campus. In my eyes, he was a free and unrestrained person.

But I didn't know at the time that he was yet another piece of glass with a prism...

"Oh, hello Cao Fei!" "You're doing morning exercises again." I walked over to him and rode my bike straight into the playground. There were very few people on the sports field, and only a few teachers were training in the morning.

"Your name is Wu Yukun, right? The one who publishes poetry in the school journal under the pseudonym 'Desert Blade' is you, right?!" "Those poems of yours could make some of the junior sisters so mesmerized …" Beside Cao Fei was a skinny boy who was as straight as a telephone pole. He had round eyes, a long face, a strong chin that revealed a bit of sexiness, and a rosy white face that seemed very energetic.

A proud and sexy boy, but talking about me. Being charmed by 'junior apprentice sister'. This in itself means a lot of problems. I was doubting that at the time.

He was looking at me with a smile. He was clearly taller than me. But I don't like what he said, because from time to time we make fun of one of the girls.

But this kind of excitement really made me feel a little bit strangely excited. Those little juniors were probably the topic of our conversation, and we always categorized them into different grades. But I don't know if he was sarcastic or something.

So I wondered if his language was praise or sarcasm. All in all, I always felt a little harsh and uncomfortable to listen to, but I still wanted to find out what was going on.

"Yes, thank you. Thank you for your praise. My name is Wu Yukun. However, I don't know about the things you said. Those are things that I don't know about." Those little girls are always too bored. I do like to write poems and publish them in the magazine of the Clear Wind Poetry Club, but it doesn't have this kind of effect. "I'm in Class 3, 2, while Cao Fei and I are at the same table. In the poetry club, we are friends, so you are …" I looked at the tall student as I spoke, and the words that came out of the corner of my smiling mouth were confident and perhaps very cheerful. Perhaps my guess had been wrong from the start.

But his slanting look made me uncomfortable, even disgusted, and I was always wary of other people's praise.

"He is Huang Jitian, in Class 3 or 7, he is also very talented. His painting won an award before, but now he only came here to take the exam, he just transferred here from outside. We also met during the morning exercise, so we don't know whether he is from our hometown," Cao Fei introduced.

"Oh, nice to meet you, nice to meet you. Oh, today's pretty cold, so it must be very cold on your bike, right? Is it far from here? " That pair of round eyes were extremely spirited, and unexpectedly began to laugh. They were truly cute, but they were still a bit crafty.

"It's not far. It's okay, it's fine as long as you get used to it, but it seems like you're going to be sweating all the way here. "But I really didn't understand what you were saying," I said, leaning my bike against the side of the playground and taking off my gloves and putting them in the basket.

"Oh, that's true. Bicycling is a good method of training, but I don't like to ride bicycles, especially on such a cold winter morning. I prefer to walk or run …" Huang Jitian smiled again, his lips curving up into a smile. The rich expression on his face made it hard for people to understand what he was thinking, "I like to run, especially on such an abnormally cold morning. It's very comfortable for me to run two kilometers on a road, is it not so?"

"Oh, of course, of course, that would be great. You seem to be a very healthy person, and you must be very keen on sports," I said with a smile, but it was a little unnatural.

I hope we can be friends, but don't be so serious, I always like to joke around. Those things were just casually said when I was playing with the girls, and they all thought that your poems were written very well, very touching, but girls nowadays are very realistic … Huang Jitian stretched out his hand and patted me with his other hand.

"Of course, of course." I smiled as I extended my hand to shake his. It felt a little floating. His actions always gave people a sense of pressure. Although he enthusiastically greeted me, there were still a lot of reasons that I didn't want to accept. His hands were long and thin, and white. I saw that he was also wearing a beautiful Amy. It seemed that his family must be quite well off.

"Oh, Yukun, your hand is so cold. It must be a little cold …" Huang Jitian's smile was always hanging on his lips. Warmth and concern were always dispersed in the white mist he spat out.

"Let's go, Yu Kun and Sui Tian. Since they know us, we are friends." Let's run a few laps over there. Let's go, I've run a few laps around this playground — sports are the label of youth, aren't they? Look at me, I'm sweating. " Cao Fei interrupted Huang Jitian. Really, he said, touching his forehead, this young man is lively, humorous, athletic, and we all like him. He wasn't tall, and because of his agility and agility in his movements, we were very, very good friends. However, Huang Jitian didn't come with us. He waved goodbye to us and went over there alone.

"His nickname is' Huang San Legs'. He is skilled in kung fu and has a natural disposition." Cao Fei turned his head to see Huang Jitian walking away and whispered to me.

"Oh, then you guys are on the same side. Tell me, what dirty things have 'Cao San Shi' been up to recently?" I said impolitely. I really didn't know that my unintentional words had turned out to be the truth. This kind of exciting image occupied my heart, I do not know whether to imitate or hate.

"Tsk, tsk, what's wrong, brother, am I that kind of person? I'm not a lecherous person. Sometimes, I'm just curious, just curious. Don't be so serious, okay? I am a white jade with some flaws, he is the one who is running amok! " Cao Fei's left eye wrinkled as he said with a smirk.

"Good, good, you're a white jade with minor flaws. I know you're not bad, but your youth is hard to endure. Study hard, quickly marry an old man, but you still have to take it easy …" I said half-jokingly.

"Speaking of Fiendgods, how embarrassing …" Cao Fei's face was a little red, which made me feel embarrassed. Why would I want to do that? We're all grown men. But really, adolescent fantasies are unavoidable, normal, and within reason.

The school I was in was the best in the infrastructure of this middle-class city. It was also a high school, and there was such a large playground to the left of the entrance. Outside the playground and on both sides of the campus road were tall French parasol trees. Therefore, this was a green campus. It could also be said to be a huge garden. The environment was elegant and fresh, with different scenery all year round.

However, the Wutong tree had already lost all of its palm-sized leaves, leaving behind only its white trunk and green branches. The tall and thin branches were covered by white spheres, and the sky above the campus was covered in a white mist. The sunlight was shining from the southeast, shining through the milky white mist to the sky, and the campus was still shrouded in the shadow of the sunlight.

In this dreamy dream, facing north are rows of purplish-red buildings, those are our classrooms, the simple and solemn design reveals the spirit of uninhibited thought. Perhaps the architects were deliberately conveying an emotion, as if they were sending a fine, flying bay horse here to enchant every boy who came here.

Cao Fei and I jogged around the field a few times and then increased our speed two times. Only when both of us started sweating did we slowly stop. Both of them were panting, but Cao Fei's mood did not decrease at all. He came to the side of the field and flipped two times in the air.

"Oh, Cao Fei, your kung fu has improved again!" I applauded.

"There, it's the same. Come, warm up Yukon again," Cao Fei said.

"Oh, I still need to warm up. Look, I'm already sweating, but that's fine. Look at my Lingyun Flipping …" I promised, but of course, this didn't mean anything to me. I jumped up and did a 360 degree somersault, then did a few more, which felt pretty good.

"Good! Powerful, powerful, so powerful! "Cao Fei said with a praising expression. This was no wonder, because it was nothing to him." Not bad, it's like a day of separation.

"What? Your skill level is far from mine?" I said humbly as I hastily jumped down from the horizontal bar. This is also real, there is still a gap between my athletic ability and Cao Fei's.

At this time, the sky became even clearer. The sunlight shined on the treetops, causing the students on campus to go to the cafeteria to eat.

Tomorrow is Saturday, so we already had an appointment to meet at the Clear Wind Poetry Club. I didn't expect that I would finally reveal my true appearance there …