It’s early September, it’s midsummer.
The sky was blue and cloudless, and the sun hung brightly in the sky, illuminating the whole city with white heat.
The opening ceremony of Yunshi No. 1 Middle School, located in an excellent location in Yun City with mountains behind and water on its side, is being held.
On the playground, the blue and white school uniforms are bright and dazzling in the sunshine at nine or ten o'clock in the morning. From a distance, they look like a sparkling ocean. If you look closer, you can see people whispering to each other, people secretly playing with their mobile phones, people using their hands to block the sun...
Jiang Suchu stood in the queue of class one and listened quietly to the principal's speech on the podium.
The sun was slanting behind, and although it wasn't as scorching as it was at noon, it still made one's back feel hot and unbearably hot after a long period of time. When the head teacher wasn't paying attention, Jiang Suchu untied his headband and spread his hair to try to block his sunburned cheeks.
I finally made it to the end of the principal's speech, and finally there was a speech from a representative of the new students. Jiang Suichu moved his aching legs and turned sideways to avoid the direct sunlight.
Looking towards the rostrum.
Class 1 is on the far right side of the playground, far away from the podium. Jiang Suichu couldn't see the faces of the people on the stage clearly. He could only vaguely see that the boy on stage had broad shoulders, long legs, and a tall and thin figure. The blue and white school uniform seems to be tailor-made, bright and dazzling in the sun.
He stood in front of the microphone with his hands behind his back.
"Dear teachers, dear classmates. Good morning, everyone. I am Lu Zhinian. I am honored to speak on the stage as a representative of freshmen today..."
The sun was getting stronger and stronger, and Jiang Suichu's face was hot from the sun, and a few strands of hair were wet with sweat on his forehead and stuck to his face.
The clear and magnetic sound passed through the radio, hovered in the air, and finally poured into the ears with the hot midsummer wind.
lU Zhi nian——
For a moment, everything seemed to be completely silent. She couldn't hear any other sounds. Jiang Suichu stared blankly at the rostrum from a distance, muttering and repeating those three words across the huge crowd.
She stood on tiptoes, trying to see his face, but the distance was too far for her to see clearly. He could only be seen standing in the bright light of midsummer morning, tall and stylish in his blue and white school uniform.
"He is Lu Zhinian. He is so tall and fair."
A few girls behind started discussing in a low voice.
"Oh, it's a pity that I can't see my face clearly, but I still think he looks handsome from such a distance." A girl from behind said with her face in hands.
"You look even more handsome up close." The voice was very close, right behind Jiang Suichu. It's her temporary deskmate, Liang Yi, a round-faced and cute girl.
Today is the first day of school, and the seats are all open.
"Liang Yi, do you know him?" The girl behind Liang Yi was admitted to No. 1 Middle School from another school. She had only heard of Lu Zhinian before, but had never seen him.
Liang Yi glanced at the rostrum, thought for a moment and said, "Let's consider them acquaintances. We are in the same class in junior high school."
Liang Yi Junior High School is from the main branch of No. 1 Middle School and is in the same class as Lu Zhinian. But she was one of those transparent people in the class, and she had little in common with Lu Zhinian.
But this also caused the girls next to her to make envious sounds.
"I heard that he scored more than 700 points in the high school entrance examination and was deducted more than ten points, ranking first in the city. Is it true?" A girl from the second class next door who was a junior high school student also joined the conversation.
"Holy shit, you're so awesome!" The girl who was admitted from another school looked at Liang Yi in disbelief, as if to confirm the reliability of the rumors.
As former classmates, Liang Yi and Yourong nodded and added: "Full marks in mathematics, physics and chemistry."
"Oh my God! The best among top students."
Liang Yi smiled and said, "Not only a top student, but also a top student."
The girl from class two came closer and lowered her voice with a gossipy face: "Hey, are Lu Zhinian and Tang Mi a couple?"
Liang Yi was used to this kind of question. During the three years she and Lu Zhi were in the same class at junior high school, too many people came to inquire about his love life, especially him and Tang Mi.
Liang Yi replied to her with the same old words, "I don't know, but they have a good relationship."
"It must be, otherwise why are so many people chasing Lu Zhinian, but he doesn't agree."
Liang Yi shrugged and said, "I don't know."
Although she was in the same class as them in junior high school, she couldn't get into their circle. I don’t know much about them, so I can’t say much. But the girl in Class 2 didn't stop. Instead, she gossiped even more enthusiastically.
"I heard that his family is very rich, and Shengyuan Group belongs to his family."
"Shengyuan Group? Which Shengyuan Group has the tallest building in Jiangnan District?"
"It seems so. I heard from my classmate that the newly built library in No. 1 Middle School was donated by his family."
"Damn it, rich second generation!"
"Good boy, you study well, you look good, and you're super rich. What kind of outrageous character is this?"
The small circle of girls around Jiang Suichu had completely forgotten about discipline, and they had unprecedented curiosity about the proud man on the podium. But she only cared about the three words "lU Zhi nian". She wanted to ask Liang Yi, but on the first day they were not familiar with each other and didn't know how to speak.
The corridor was very narrow, and Jiang Suchu walked upstairs with an empty head as the crowd crowded him. He was thinking about things and didn't notice that the boy who was fighting in front of him was pushed and took a step back. Just as Jiang Suchu's raised right foot was stepped on, the boy stumbled and fell backwards without being able to stand still. Jiang Suchu looked at the figure falling straight towards him, and realized that it was too late to avoid him, so he subconsciously wanted to grab the guardrail on the side. However, the impact was too strong. Jiang Suchu failed to catch anyone and was knocked backwards. Many people on the side were unable to dodge and were knocked down. The corridor was filled with screams and chaos.
Just when Jiang Suchu thought she was about to fall to the ground, her back suddenly hit a broad and powerful chest, and a pair of powerful hands hugged her shoulders tightly. Before Jiang Suchu had time to look back and see who it was, a familiar voice sounded above his head.
"It's forbidden to fight in the stairwell, didn't you know?"
His voice was no longer as gentle as it had been during his previous speech, but was filled with a hint of coldness and anger.
Then he stretched out his other hand and pushed hard the back of the boy who was pressing Jiang Suchu.
The boy finally stood up and stabilized his body with the help of Lu Zhinian's push.
"Sorry." The boy's face was a little red, and he felt a little scared when he looked at Lu Zhinian with a cold face.
Lu Zhinian: "You should tell her, it's not me."
The voice was still cold and hard.
Jiang Suchu pressed her back against his chest, and she could even feel the vibrations in his chest as he spoke. She turned her head slightly and saw that his taut jawline was clear and sharp. Slightly upward, the thin lips are pursed tightly, the corners of the lips are slightly pressed down, and a shallow dimple is squeezed out of the right cheek.
In an instant, she was sure that lU Zhi nian was Lu Zhinian. Although she hadn't seen him for so many years, she was too familiar with his frown when he was angry and the dimple on his right cheek.
It was a dimple, not a sunken dimple, but a long, shallow dent. It's usually not visible, it only appears when he's angry and smiles with his lips pursed, but it's deeper when he smiles.
As if he felt her gaze, Lu Zhinian lowered his eyes and saw the girl in his arms looking up at him with a pale little face, her eyes slightly red.
He raised his eyebrows slightly, as if asking her if she had seen enough?
"Thank you... thank you." Jiang Suichu, who was caught, blushed, lowered his head and straightened up from his arms, standing aside.
There were many people watching, and the boy's face became redder and redder, but he knew that it was indeed his fault. He turned to look at Jiang Suchu, "I'm sorry, classmate. Are you injured anywhere? Do you need to go to the infirmary?"
Jiang Suichu had not yet been able to withdraw from the emotion just now, the tip of his nose was still sour, and his tone was choked when he opened his mouth.
She shook her head gently and said, "I'm fine."
The boy was stunned for a moment, "Classmate, are you really okay?"
Realizing that his tone might have misunderstood him, Jiang Suchu took a breath, calmed down, and said in a calm tone: "It's okay. Please be careful in the future and don't fight in the stairwell. It's very dangerous."
Her tone now was completely different from before, calm and indifferent.
Lu Zhinian looked at Jiang Suichu with interest. The uniform of No. 1 Middle School looked a bit bulky on her body, making her look thin and small. Her shoulder-length hair was messy and scattered on her shoulders. She had a slapping face and a pointed chin. A pair of eyes are very big and round, and the eyeballs are big and black. Her skin was very white, the kind that looked bloodless, like she was malnourished. Such an appearance should be pitiful, weak and pitiable. But her pair of clear eyes and expressionless face gave people the feeling of being cold, distant and difficult to approach.
But a closer look at those dark, round, almond-shaped eyes gave him an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
Ding--
The class preparation bell rang.
The boy who had been standing next to Lu Zhinian stood up and dispersed the crowd of onlookers, "Okay, let's disperse and go back to class."
The onlookers gradually dispersed, and the boy apologized to Jiang Suchu again and ran upstairs.
Tang Zi patted Lu Zhinian on the shoulder: "Let's go back to class. This class belongs to Master Jue."
Mrs. Miejie is their English teacher and head teacher, and she has a straight face all day long.
Lu Zhinian smiled and nodded, then glanced at Jiang Suichu who was still standing there and walked upstairs.
The sultry summer wind blew from the corridor, but Jiang Suichu still stayed where he was.
He didn't recognize her.
Looking at the figure that was almost disappearing at the top of the stairs, something surged in Jiang Suichu's heart.
"classmate!"
Lu Zhinian and Tang Zi, who had reached the corner of the stairs on the second and third floors, stopped and looked at Jiang Suchu who was catching up.
The sunlight slanted into the corridor and the shadows of the trees were mottled. He turned around and looked at her lightly.
Jiang Suchu only felt that the palms of his hands were wet, and his fingers involuntarily tightened the hem of his clothes. He looked at him and opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to speak.
In a sentence, I am Jiang Suichu, do you still...remember?
It's like it's stuck in your throat and you can't speak.
Seeing her hesitant to speak, Lu Zhinian frowned slightly. He was not a very patient person.
Tang Zi glanced at Jiang Suichu, then approached Lu Zhinian's ear with a clear look, "Worse, woe, it only took five minutes to make this little girl's heart fall in love."
Lu Zhinian glanced at Tang Zi, telling him to shut up, and then looked at Jiang Suchu, his eyes even more distant and cold than before.
"What's up?"
He really didn't have the patience to wait any longer, so he asked her directly.
It's not that Jiang Suichu didn't hear Tang Zi's words, they thought she was taking the opportunity to strike up a conversation.
Yes.
Perhaps, he had already forgotten who Jiang Suichu was, and if she came up to introduce herself now, it would just be regarded as a chat.
Jiang Suchu was silent for a while and shook his head, "I just want to say thank you."
Lu Zhinian nodded slightly, saying that it was okay, but when he lowered his eyes, he saw her untied shoelaces being stepped on the soles of her shoes. He was about to remind her, but was overtaken by Tang Zi beside him.
Tang Zi pointed to her feet and said, "Classmate, the shoelaces are untied."
When Jiang Suichu lowered his head, the first thing he saw was not the loose shoelaces, but his own pair of cheap canvas shoes that had been washed until they turned white and cracked. It is in sharp contrast to the pair of brand-new and exquisite sneakers opposite that can be easily recognized by the brand.
At this time, the sun shone in from the side. He stood in the light with his hands in his pockets, while she stood in the shadow blocked by the pillar.
Jiang Suchu squatted down, looked at the clear dividing line between light and shadow on the ground, slowly tied his shoelaces, and tied them into a tight knot.
Lu Zhinian was slightly startled when he saw how she tied her shoelaces.
The official school bell rang.
Tang Zi hooked Lu Zhinian's shoulder and waved to Jiang Suichu: "Classmate, let's leave first after class. Bye!"
When Jiang Suichu got up, he only saw the hem of clothes flashing past the corner, like a dream that he couldn't catch.
When she returned to the classroom, the Chinese teacher was already in the class. She called out the report, and the teacher looked at her and motioned for her to come in.
As soon as Jiang Suichu sat down, his tablemate Liang Yi came over.
"What does it feel like to be in the arms of a male god?"
Jiang Suchu took out his Chinese language book and flipped to the page he wanted to read, "What kind of male god?"
Liang Yi glanced at her with an expression that said, "Lu Zhinian. I can see you are lying in his arms. How are you? Is your little heart beating wildly?"
Jiang Suchu was stunned for a moment, thinking of the broad and powerful chest behind him just now.
"No. Class is on!"
Jiang Suichu looked at the blackboard, his thoughts seeming to have drifted far away. She remembered that when she was a child, Lu Zhinian was not in good health due to premature birth. He was very thin and often fell ill. Thinking of the hard touch on my back and those powerful right arms.
It seems that Lu Zhinian has really grown up well these years.
