In fact, the conditions that Cao's father discussed with He Tianran were naturally much harsher than the version the boy briefly told the girl.
But this is already the best result for He Tianran now.
The next more than two months can be said to be the most difficult and pure days for high school students. Every day when I open my eyes, I can see that the countdown to the college entrance examination on the blackboard has been reduced by one day. The teacher in class is excited. Encouragement became more and more frequent, and the students studied hard for the upcoming crossroads in their lives. Their youthful eyes were filled with confusion and sparkling with hope.
From that day on, He Tianran seldom chatted with Cao Aiqing about daily trivial matters. The two occasionally chatted, and eventually the boy would deliberately lead him to study.
From the end of March to the beginning of June, he did not have a single date with his girlfriend, and rarely went to see her in his free time after school. The biggest opportunity for them to get along was every afternoon after school. Afterwards, during the period before evening self-study, I sat around with a few friends to supervise each other's studies.
Of course, if there was anything outrageous, it might be that after four or five days, when no one else was around, the two of them would hide in the corner of the school corridor and secretly make out for a while, almost like thieves.
The so-called "intimacy" most of the time means two people cuddling together, holding hands, chatting, or not saying anything at all, just staying quietly for ten and a half hours, letting time flow.
If he couldn't help it, He Tianran would take advantage of it and kiss the girl's cheek like a dragonfly.
And every time, Cao Aiqing would blush, then close his eyes again, and respond quickly to him.
This period of time is very busy and tiring, but both of them feel that every day here is like a golden filter, and they are full of happiness when they recall it. Even if they know that they have met, they still feel that they have met each other. There won't be many opportunities to interact, but they still look forward to each day.
In this way, time flew by. On June 7th, the traffic in the entire port city was making way for the students who were about to enter the examination room.
He Tianran was in surprisingly good condition. He felt like he was being assisted by a god, and his writing was as fast as flying. If there was anything that surprised him in the exam, then there was only one thing -
After completing the last big question of the national second-level mathematics test paper, He Tianran opened the test paper again and his eyes fell on the first question.
This should be the simplest multiple-choice question in the entire test paper, and the test focus is on set questions.
The answer is C.
The boy couldn't help but think of the short-haired girl who took him to his first dance in the boxing gym, taught him how to love, and completely changed his destiny.
This was the only college entrance examination answer Wen Liang had ever told him.
At this time, she who is far away, will she also think of herself?
He Tianran sat in the examination room, feeling like he was in another world.
He knew that there was no way he would fail this exam. He would not go to a second-rate university to study finance. Then he slowly found his specialty and became a screenwriter.
He is now the top candidate in the directing department of the Film Academy. He is doing what he likes. He has not experienced any pranks that affect his life, but the love that affects his life will be unforgettable to him.
The boy went from introversion to cheerfulness, from low self-esteem to self-confidence. This is how he now faces the future.
This future that is about to happen may not be as exciting as you imagined.
However, the other cruel future that the short-haired girl described to herself was destined to never come.
Time seemed to diverge from this moment, and He Tianran and the Wen Liang he liked completely became two parallel lines that would never intertwine.
If she knew, would she be happy with who she is now?
Is the current He Tianran the He Tianran she wants to see the most?
Even if you know that we will be separated forever, will you still feel that it is worth it?
The boy would never know the answers to these questions.
"Thank you……"
At the last moment of the college entrance examination, He Tianran whispered these three words softly from the bottom of his heart.
Then, he straightened his back, raised his head, and strode out of the examination room full of vigor and confidence.
At the school gate of the examination center, a flood of parents craned their necks to wait for their children. Their expressions were anxious and their eyes were unblinking, trying to observe something from the faces of the candidates who were slowly walking out.
He Panshan would not come to pick him up. The bitter smile on He Tianran's face flashed away, but suddenly, he froze in place.
Because he saw a girl in school uniform standing in the crowd. She had a ponytail, holding a bouquet of sunflowers in her hand, looking at him with a peaceful smile.
For just a moment, no matter how many people around the girl, they gradually blurred into her background. At this time, it seemed that they were the only two people at the crowded school gate.
He Tianran flew forward regardless of the eyes of others. Before he could speak, Cao Aiqing showed a bright smile:
"I came out ten minutes earlier than you. I put the flowers in a nearby store in advance. We made an appointment to go back together..."
Before the girl could finish speaking, her body was pulled by the boy, and the two of them hugged each other completely in front of the public.
Cao Aiqing was in He Tianran's arms, feeling each other's warm heartbeats: "I've always wanted to give it to you, so it's not too late..."
He Tianran shook his head desperately: "It's not too late, it's never too late..."
No longer need to worry about the bullshit looks from others, no longer need to hide because of some school rules prohibiting puppy love. You can forget about studying for the first time, and you can openly disclose your relationship to the public.
The boy lowered his head and kissed the girl's lips for the first time.
In the exclamations of everyone, in the envious eyes, from the moment they kissed passionately, they gave each other the most important meaning in life.
The girl no longer has to watch the dawn alone, she waits for her own sun.
Their high school careers are finally over.
"Complete the book"
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At night, He Tianran opened the window of his bedroom, looked up and saw the moonlight shining like water, and stared blankly for a while.
The moon is still the same moon, it has not changed.
He took out the Crescent Moon Bodhi from the bedside table, which he had not put on since that drunken time, and lay down on the bed.
"All dharmas arise according to conditions and live in the joy of the mind. Whatever you make or wish for, you will get the result. That's what the old monk said about 'moving', so that's what it means..."
He Tianran silently placed the bracelet on his heart with a gentle expression.
To move is to move the heart.
That night, the boy, no longer obsessed with the past, fell into a deep sleep with expectations for the future.
At night, he had a long, long dream, in which people flashed before his eyes one by one, including Ai Qing, Xue Yong, Bai Tingting and Ye Jiaqi, as well as his own father and younger brother.
However, these faces are so familiar and unfamiliar, and all the scenes and fragments are covered with a thick layer of fog, which makes people unable to see clearly, and at the same time makes him feel endless sadness, loneliness, and loneliness. anger.
Suddenly, he seemed to see a familiar figure slowly walking into the thick fog. He was shocked and immediately shouted:
"Wait a minute! Come back!"
In the dream, he seemed to be able to hear his own shouts echoing, and the back figure seemed to have heard it and stayed in place. He slowly turned his head, and it turned out to be a completely different version of himself!
That "self" looked sinister, resentful, and unwilling.
He Tianran was so frightened that he backed away repeatedly, and the thick fog gradually obscured his sight.
After a while, he suddenly woke up from his dream.
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"Their high school careers...are finally over...complete? Is it over like this?"
This is a simply decorated living room. An extremely beautiful woman is curled up on the sofa, her bare feet as white as jade are stacked together, and her pretty face is full of surprise and confusion.
On the side, a man who was typing in front of the computer turned his head and pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose. He was indifferent to the woman on the sofa who seemed to be a gift from God. He just explained plainly:
"No matter how interesting love is, once it involves daily necessities, once the youth is gone, the passion is gone, the goddess turns into a yellow-faced woman, and the boy loses his hair and gets fat, no matter how good the love is, it will inevitably become tasteless, so it ends here, It’s the best ending, why bother writing out the bloody reality?”
The woman on the sofa was very dissatisfied with this rhetoric. She looked at this fat otaku, raised her eyebrows, and said angrily:
"I just don't understand. How come you, a virgin who has never been in love before, always talk about love in the same way? How much emotional damage have you suffered silently that makes you want to retaliate against society now? "
The man rubbed his temples and muttered: "Only those who have never been in love can maintain the purest yearning for love. Didn't Makoto Shinkai, who made "5 Centimeters Per Second", never fall in love?"
The woman threw away the mobile phone in her hand and crossed her arms: "That's a rumor! Others have been married a long time ago. If you say that others have never been in love, you are just spreading rumors!"
"Maybe...he just got married. Who said that you have to fall in love to get married?"
The man lost his confidence and was still angry when he saw the other party. He smiled and said mockingly:
"Oh, it's just an erotic novel written when I was bored. Don't be so serious..."
He seems to be very good at this kind of self-deprecation. Even when he smiles, there is an indescribable bitterness.
The woman also knew his character and was helpless about it. She sighed and said softly:
"You really should start a relationship... at least... have a beginning and an end..."
The man laughed and shrugged: "I think what I write is much more exciting than what I do myself, so why bother to put in this effort?"
The woman looked at the mobile phone she had thrown away. They had not discussed this issue once or twice. She was slightly lost in thought and said:
"Then why do you make yourself so capable in the novel? This is nothing like you..."
The man turned his head again and returned his gaze to the computer screen. The keyboard sound sounded again:
"This is the person I want to be the most. I have a sense of belonging. You also know what a jerk I was in high school, especially you... Haha... I won't talk about this anymore. I don't plan to publish it anyway. I just wrote it myself. Happy It’s not even a third-rate novel.”
The woman looked at his back pretending to be busy, her heart trembled, and she couldn't help but say:
"You must still hold a grudge against me...right?"
"No, it's been so many years, who still remembers this? Children don't like to hold grudges."
In the living room, for a while, only the sound of the mechanical keyboard echoed.
"You...next week...Ai Qing and Guo Huai's wedding...they sent me an invitation...you have such a good relationship with Guo Huai, you will definitely go, right?"
The woman asked this question hesitantly, and the man's hand typing on the keyboard suddenly stopped, but soon, the sound resumed again.
I just heard the man grunting impatiently: "Oh, I have to follow the crowd again. I will forward it to him directly on WeChat when the time comes. He even asked me to be the best man before. Fortunately, he didn't agree. I am most afraid of trouble. It’s not like you don’t know.”
The woman was silent, and after a while she smiled:
"If Guo Huai sees this novel of yours, he will be furious to death."
The man turned his head nervously at this moment: "Hey, you must not tell him about this when you attend the wedding. When we were studying, Cao Aiqing was our common goddess..."
"Um--"
The woman made a nasal sound, noncommittal. She lowered her eyes and listened to the sound of the man typing. She picked up the phone again and lit up the screen. The three words "He Tianran" popped up between the lines inside, which made her Very emotional.
"It would be great if you were really like what you wrote."
(End of Volume 2)
