C23

The future was distant and formless, and the dream had no idea what to call it. I often walk a long way by myself, feeling like a fallen leaf when the wind blows. Looking up at the stars, I wonder: Is someone coming toward me from somewhere in the world? Like light, it goes from star to star. Then you appeared and left. We waited for youth and missed each other.

The blush crept up the girl's cheeks. It would be disloyal of him to leave him behind like this.

Zhang Jun walked over step by step, like a leopard approaching its prey, "Why did you sneak away? "Hate me?"

Disgusting? The girl was shocked by Zhang Jun's words, "I-you are the pride of the stage and the Prince of Piano in everyone's hearts. I just don't want to disturb you."

"Tch …" Zhang Jun laughed. His phoenix-like eyes were filled with a slight intoxication. His slender fingers forcefully rubbed the girl's lips. "You're jealous."

"You, what did you say!" The girl flustered, blushing, and took a step back to avoid the boy's finger.

It really was the hand of the zither. With that touch, the girl felt as if her lips were being struck by a zither.

"Thank you for the wine tonight."

Zhang Jun raised his eyebrows, "Is that it?" We won't meet again? "

"There's no need …" The girl's face was boiling. She just wanted to run. The boy had given her so much pressure that she couldn't breathe.

"But how?" Zhang Jun looked down at the girl from above and smiled sinisterly, "I am not stupid enough to invite a girl I don't know to drink. I will give you two choices, one is to be my girlfriend, and the second is to let me kiss you."

The girl was shocked. "Please, it seems like you invited me just now. I didn't hold a knife to your neck to force you."

"What is it? "You don't want to?" Zhang Jun's evil aura billowed, his long eyebrows slanted as he flew.

The girl sighed, not understanding why he pestered her so much. "Thank you for the drinks tonight. It's getting late. I'll be going back. I still have to take the exam tomorrow."

"Exam?" Zhang Jun crossed his arms and narrowed his eyes.

The girl took out a pen from her bag and handed it over, then opened her palm, "Leave your contact details. I'll contact you when you fall out. Let's drink together."

Zhang Jun thought for a moment, then he held the girl's hand, used his teeth to remove the pen cap, and deliberately used his body to block the girl's view, writing on her palm.

The tip of the brush drew across the palm of his hand with a bone-piercing numbness.

"Alright!" Zhang Jun covered up the writing cap and used his long fingers to cover up the words written by the girl.

The girl nodded, "Ok, bye." After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave.

"Hey …" Zhang Jun grabbed her arm again, "You just said that you would contact me when I'm out of love. How do you know that I'm not in love? How do you know when I'm going to fall out of love? And you said the exam? What do you mean? Could it be that you are a student? "

The girl smiled slyly. She blinked her phoenix eyes and said, "There is no wall that can't let the wind in." With that, he no longer wanted to stay and turned to leave.

Zhang Jun looked at the girl's lonely back and asked, "Hey, you still haven't told me your name."

The girl didn't look back and only waved her hand towards the back. "If you want to know, I'll tell you the next time we meet. Let me remind you, it is very dangerous for one person to be curious about another. "

Zhang Jun shouted, "This is not the end, it's just the beginning."

The girl halted for a moment, then left without another word.

Sometimes, amnesia was the best release, but silence was the best way to say it.

Zhang Jun laughed, amused by this mysterious girl. Zhang Jun didn't say anything else. He just stood on the spot and silently watched the girl leave. His figure became further and further away until he turned into a black dot and completely disappeared from Zhang Jun's sight.

Look, the pigeon flies to the summit of heaven; Love, like the disappearance of a dream like smoke. If Qin Wentian died, the Heavens would still remain silent. Write with blood, write my whole life silly, fish goose can let you know. The more I thought about it, the more confused I became. Wounded pigeons, love there to recover; love will be honest years to hone, love in the world of mortals, helpless a line, I used death to cut off the nostalgia. Tears, will love and hate precipitate, heart messy.

There were many stars in the sky. Occasionally, there would be a slight breeze. It was too gentle, too gentle, like the slender hands of a lover.

The flashy and chaotic times did not match. Tonight, it was destined to cause too many people to lose sleep. At the same time, somewhere in the city, a beautiful girl was lying on a warm bed with a blissful smile on her face as she hugged the gigantic Snoopy. However, her mind was focused on the bar a few hours ago, thinking about the handsome young man on the stage who was playing the piano like flowing water, and her smile filled every corner of the room. As she thought about it, she opened her palm and stared at the string of digits in her palm along with his name. The girl said to herself, "It's hard to imagine that someone could write such a beautiful character." The handwriting really was like his appearance, unpretentious and upright. No wonder Grandfather said that you can read a person's character from their handwriting. " He took out his phone and saved Zhang Jun's contact number.

The night was drawing to a close, but the sun had yet to rise.

Some things, you wait your whole life, it may not come; some things, you do not think for a moment, it came.

In his dreams, Zhang Jun muttered under his breath. The girl broke into Zhang Jun's dreams. In the distance, the girl called out softly in her dreams. Zhang Jun also rushed into the girl's dreams. Perhaps, everything was just as Zhang Jun had said. This was not the end, but just the beginning.

Time was invisible and untouchable, but the dead did not give up their days and nights. Listen to the sound of the leak, watch the second hand move, then you will feel the passing of time. Many times, we were driven by time, and the long, untraceable whips of time drove us from all directions, fuelling our inner anxiety and adding to our uneasiness. Let us be hurried and exhausted. In fact, we can enjoy the time as long as you walk in front of it or merge into its soul.

Early in the morning, the night had not yet faded. The sky was slightly bright. Time was on the move, and everything would continue. Nothing could stop, nor would it stop.

a melody without the chirping of birds; no movement of frogs that look jumbled but are in fact neat; no cicadas that know the music. All the noise had gone and become silent. In the face of the morning wind, it was so cold that it sent shivers down one's spine.

The night was over, the sky was already bright; the campus was bustling with activity. After breakfast, the students rushed to their respective classroom to prepare for the last two exams of the day. Even if they didn't study very hard during their studies, they still had to fumble and fumble when faced with the pressure of the exam.

The examination was going on as scheduled. "In the blink of an eye, another day has passed." Ring, ring, ring. The bell that announced the end of the exam rang again. This time, the final exam had finally come to an end. After the students handed in their test papers, the invigilator let out a long sigh, as if he was telling them that this boring invigilator exam was finally over. He picked up the file and left the noisy and chaotic classroom without stopping. When the invigilator left, the homeroom teacher, Teacher Wang, entered the classroom. Once they entered, the students' discussions immediately came to a halt. The homeroom teacher nodded with satisfaction and spoke up from the podium, "Every story has a beginning and an end. The final exam is already over, but that doesn't mean everything is over. On the contrary, this is just another beginning. Even if you leave this school in the future, it doesn't mean it's an end. I can see from your faces that you are doing well in this exam, and I will not say any more of those encouraging words. I only hope that you will continue to work hard and do what needs to be done next. Now, I have two things to inform you. For you, one is a good thing, and the other is a bad thing. Do you want to listen to the good thing first, or hear the bad thing first? " Teacher Wang did not forget his classmates' innocent jokes.

"Let's listen to the good news first."

"Let's listen to the bad news first." All the students were talking at once, and the classroom was noisy.

Teacher Wang gestured for everyone to quiet down. With a crafty face, he said, "I think we should talk about bad things first."

He deliberately paused before looking at the students. He cleared his throat and said, "Due to your concern for the students' academic performance, the school unanimously decided to give supplementary lessons to the third year students for a period of two weeks after the end of the final exam."

As soon as he finished. Below the stage, all the students sighed with sullen faces, like branches that had been bent by the heavy snow, as they kept mumbling to themselves.

Teacher Wang had already expected this outcome, so he was not surprised. His good temper continued, "From the looks of it, I don't need to say anything good."

"Teacher, don't keep us in suspense. Hurry up and tell us." Mu Xinyi said as she looked at her classmates who looked like frosted eggplants. As far as she was concerned, it didn't matter whether she had a holiday or not. It was just as boring to go back home. Without him there, everything would be so lonely.

Teacher Wang nodded and continued, "The good news is that the school has decided that tomorrow's New Year's Day will be a day off for all of you. It will alleviate the pressure that the exams will bring on you in the next two days." It's a form of compensation to you. "

Zhang Fei, Zhang Jun, and the others did not show any expression as they listened to Teacher Wang's words. Some of those dejected classmates were laughing their eyes off to the side. A day off was better than not letting it go at all. Moreover, a day off was a day off. They could go out with their friends and also go shopping with their girlfriends.

Teacher Wang could see the expressions of the crowd below. He turned his head to look at Mu Xinyi and thought for a moment. Then, he slowly said to Mu Xinyi, "Mu Xinyi, come with me to the office in a bit."

Mu Xinyi nodded at Teacher Wang.