Chapter 15 I don’t want to say goodbye to him
In the corridor on the third floor of the senior high school teaching building, Jiang Jingyi leaned against the protective wall and looked at the playground shrouded in the sunset from a distance.
Her absent-minded eyes followed the running figure on the playground.
"Jingyi, aren't you going home yet?"
A tall, thin boy appeared next to Jiang Jingyi and leaned against the protective wall. He had a gentle smile and thick bangs.
If it weren't for his slightly inferior looks, he might easily be mistaken for the low-profile thin-dog version of Xu Qingshan.
Jiang Jingyi frowned unnoticeably and moved a little to the side without leaving any trace.
"Well, I'll go back later."
"Then I'll see you off. It's just on my way."
The boy looked at Jiang Jingyi expectantly.
"No need, Lu Jiuliang, your home is in Lancuo, and mine is in Xincheng. It's not convenient."
Jiang Jingyi tried her best to remain polite to her classmates.
But since the news came out that Xu Qingshan had abandoned Jiang Jingyi, there were people around her who were looking for opportunities to gain her favor.
But in these years, the only man she has been close to is Xu Qingshan. For now, she can't find anyone more stunning to her than Xu Qingshan.
"Jingyi, do you still remember where my home is?"
There was obvious joy in Lu Jiuliang's voice.
"You often say it in class."
"Lu Jiuliang, I want to be alone for a while."
Jiang Jingyi said while holding back her anger.
"It's okay. I won't say anything then. I'll be here with you. Don't be afraid of anything, I'm here."
Lu Jiuliang seemed to have not heard the tone of Jiang Jingyi's words and said to himself. He knew that Jiang Jingyi was here to see Xu Qingshan.
"I am different from Xu Qingshan. I will always be with you."
Lu Jiuliang didn't mention Xu Qingshan, but Jiang Jingyi could still hold back her anger.
But when he mentioned Xu Qingshan, Jiang Jingyi felt a fire burning in her heart, and she couldn't stop being irritated and angry.
"Lu Jiuliang! Don't you understand human speech?"
"I told you to stay away from me! You don't deserve to mention Xu Qingshan, you are nothing compared to him!"
Jiang Jingyi's emotions were completely out of control.
She felt that she was not sad, but tears still burst out of her eyes, and she shouted to Lu Jiuliang.
Lu Jiuliang stood there dumbly after being scolded so fiercely.
Some students in Class 14 who had not left the classroom after school heard the noise, came out, looked at it, and then shrank back. The originally noisy movements in the corridor became much quieter.
Everyone is watching them.
"I didn't want to say goodbye to him."
Jiang Jingyi's lips moved softly, she left a vague sentence, then turned around and walked into the classroom, picked up her schoolbag and left.
Lu Jiuliang was left standing there helplessly.
After a long time, the crowd dispersed. Lu Jiuliang recovered, looked at the figure still running on the playground, and suddenly smiled.
"At least she remembered what I said."
Silently returning to the classroom to pack his schoolbag, Lu Jiuliang felt that it was very hot today, and there would always be endless sweat on people's faces.
Salty and astringent.
While some people are feeling sad, others are enjoying themselves.
Xu Qingshan returned to the classroom, took off his clothes that were so wet that they could squeeze out water, put on clean school uniforms, and packed the wet clothes in plastic bags.
"If you can keep this up, Shan'er, you will definitely be a super male god."
Ye Xincheng handed the Wangwang snow cake to Xu Qingshan, gnawed it himself, and said.
"It's hard at first, but then your body will open up to a certain point after about 3 or 4 kilometers, and then you'll feel better. I really think you can try long-distance running."
Xu Qingshan shook his head. He had just finished running and stopped eating. He sipped the water in small sips.
He had just finished running. Because of his careful arm swing, even his forearms were slightly dehydrated and congested, which made Xu Qingshan's arms look a bit strong.
"Forget it, I'm tired of running 1,000 meters. I still prefer playing badminton. Let me torture you when you come out on the weekend."
Ye Xincheng was eager to try.
"OK."
"Help me memorize some words on the way. Here are the 200 marked words."
Xu Qingshan picked up his schoolbag and handed the vocabulary book to Ye Xincheng.
The two went home together. Xu Qingshan didn't know that two girls were paying attention to him.
After all, there are many girls paying attention to him, at least one or two.
He doesn't care about this now.
He is more concerned about how hard he can get in the monthly exam.
Under the setting sun, the traffic flow on the road never stopped, and the horns of electric vehicles and motorcycles were louder and noisier than those of cars.
Two teenagers walked side by side on the roadside, passing through the slanting shadows of camphor trees. One held a vocabulary book in his hand, adjusted his glasses from time to time, and the other raised his head slightly and looked at the sky.
Youth is a wordless poem.
Xu Qingshan cherishes every day again.
After being reborn, some people like to live a life surrounded by beautiful people day and night.
Some people like to go around making up for their regrets after being reborn.
Xu Qingshan doesn't think he will be any different.
But now he is even more looking forward to seeing his parents in their prime this weekend, that is, tomorrow, and seeing their sideburns that have not yet turned gray.
Xu Qingshan originally wanted to smoke Blue Wolf downstairs before going home.
But the physical condition that I had just finished running didn’t seem to need the encouragement of nicotine and tar at all.
After thinking about it, he stuffed most of the bag of Blue Wolf back into his bag and walked into the building at home.
"Grandma! I'm back!"
The next day.
There is no day off on Saturdays in the senior year of high school.
According to the habit of Longjiang experiment.
In the first semester of the third year of high school, there are six days a week and one day off. Saturday afternoons are used for special training of students to make up for their shortcomings.
In the second semester of senior high school, classes are held six and a half days a week, except for Sunday afternoons.
Xu Qingshan's parents are both institutional workers, a civil servant and a physical education teacher, both of whom are on weekend leave.
Therefore, the scene where Xu Qingshan imagined himself going to greet his parents did not happen.
The first meeting with parents after rebirth.
It was sweating profusely as he opened the door to his house.
"Brother, are you back?"
As soon as Xu Qingshan opened the door, he saw Ms. Lin Yuehua guarding the entrance, speaking in a rich southern Fujian accent.
In 2008, southern Fujian did not build a high-speed rail network.
Unlike Ludao, which has an international airport, Longjiang City, which has light industry and agriculture as its pillar industries among the three sisters in southern Fujian, does not have many outsiders at all.
Therefore, the older generation who walk around the streets still mainly speak Hokkien. Only in various shops, hotels, schools, government agencies, etc. in the city use Mandarin in daily communication.
"mom."
Xu Qingshan looked at his mother in her prime, felt a sore nose for some reason, and stepped forward to hug her.
Just turning his head, he could see his father, Xu Xuejun, sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed and reading a newspaper, looking at him in surprise, his eyebrows raised and lowered, which was a bit funny.
But as a father, Xu Xuejun wanted to maintain the majesty of his ruling class and cleared his throat.
"You're such a big man, and you haven't seen your mother-in-law for a few days. He's not manly at all. What's the point of hugging him? I'm going to put my schoolbag in, take a shower, and get ready for dinner."
"Xuejun, why are you talking about your child like that? The head teacher has called me several times recently to praise him."
At this time, Lin Yuehua was not as careless as he was later. Although he was very impatient, he was not mentally weakened to the point of extreme irritability because of Xu Qingshan's imprisonment.
"Besides, today you said you wanted to buy something better and make delicious food for the children."
"Ahem, what do women know? Go and prepare the dishes."
Xu Xuejun put down the newspaper, stood up and looked at Xu Qingshan's hairstyle.
"I told you before that if you didn't listen, then the mop head should be cut off. It looks slutty and neither male nor female. Now that it's cut, it looks more masculine. Go, take a shower and get ready to eat."
Xu Qingshan didn't pay attention to the uncomfortable aspects of Xu Xuejun's words.
He smiled, nodded, and stepped forward to hug his father.
"Well, thank you dad."
Xu Xuejun, who usually prefers to be arrogant and bossy, never panicked when he quarreled with Lin Yuehua, was never afraid of fighting within the unit, and was never afraid of getting into a fight with others.
However, she was at a loss under her son's sudden embrace.
(End of chapter)