Confession

Written in the front: This is Ping Fan. They are not in Jingbei and are studying high school in Nanjiang. There is no Xu Suihe and Zhou Jingze. They are from another world, and what Hu Qianxi always remembers is: find him.

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Xiaoman, the city of Nanjiang has been in a long rainy season, with humidity every day and heavy rain every night. Clothes often don’t dry out, and they still smell of rainy weather when they are peeled off from the clothes pole. They need to be dried one by one. .

The ground was wet and the walls were wet. Back in the south, even the mood of the people became moist and gloomy.

At nine o'clock in the evening, a boy was standing in front of a house, tall, black hooded sweatshirt, sweatpants, and white sneakers. He carried his schoolbag alone, and looked down at the time. Amidst the red group of news, indifferently The sentence "don't go" was returned.

After the news was sent, Hu Peng and Gou wailed.

At the same time, the boy's hand in his trouser pocket stretched out, and the black schoolbag slid all the way to the wrist where the wrist bone protruded. At the same time, he kicked the door open, and the door banged.

It was brightly lit, but there was no one.

Sheng Nanzhou put his schoolbag on the sofa, took out a can of cold beer from the refrigerator, sat back on the sofa, opened the tab with his index finger, and made a "click", white foam pouring out.

He raised his head and took a sip of beer, his Adam's apple slowly rolled, and he glanced at the coffee table inadvertently, and there was a note. The boy leaned down and glanced.

Mom and Dad went to travel again, and brought Sheng Yanjia this oil bottle. Sheng Nanzhou didn't have to think about it, Ms. Ge's same reason for asking for leave was either a small curly hair with athlete's foot or a head with lice.

His brother is really miserable.

Thinking of this, Sheng Nanzhou laughed and continued to drink.

After he came out of the shower, he went upstairs while wiping his hair casually with a towel while turning his head to the side. The table opposite the refrigerator downstairs was filled with about ten sloppy beer cans.

With a "pop", the orange floor lamp beside the bed turned on, pouring warmth.

Sheng Nanzhou habitually sat in front of the bed, opened the medicine bottle, poured out two pills, threw them into his mouth and swallowed hard, then lay on the bed.

He has been suffering from insomnia for six or seven years. He often can't fall asleep all night long. He has to rely on drugs and alcohol to get very light sleepiness.

Ms. Ge had a headache for her son who had this disease. She stared at Sheng Nanzhou and said in a long tone: "My son is handsome and sunny. He is only seventeen years old. He is in the blooming season. How can he suffer from insomnia? Come on, son. It's not that there is something hidden, tell mom."

Sheng Nanzhou was playing a game, and he didn't move his eyes from the screen for half a minute. He paused after hearing the words: "There is indeed a hidden story."

"what?"

"My card is restricted for consumption." Sheng Nanzhou said slowly.

As soon as the voice fell, a white pillow hit the back of Sheng Nanzhou's neck.

Sheng Nanzhou pretended to make a painful "hiss" sound.

Sheng Yanjia was kneeling on the ground with Lego, and yelled:

"Mom, I will answer this question. It is said on TV that it is a heart disease. My brother must have a person in his heart!"

After saying this, Xiao Curly received a palm on the back of her head, and Ms. Ge was distracted: "What kind of ghost TV are you watching every day!"

The mother and the son were noisy. Sheng Nanzhou was sitting on the carpet and suddenly lost the interest in playing. The game screen showed the words of failure. Surprisingly, he did not refute and smiled.

There is indeed a person in his heart.

It's just in a dream, for many years. She often came to him, talked to him, and teased him when she was unhappy. The two went to many parks together in their dreams.

But Sheng Nanzhou could not see her face clearly.

He actually wanted to see her.

That night, she came to his dream again. She was wearing a lemon-yellow polka-dot dress with a bright smile, like a light bubble that would disappear at any time.

She took Sheng Nanzhou to a large sunflower field, and the two sat on benches. The girl suddenly said, "I'm leaving."

Sheng Nanzhou felt tight and asked, "Where are you going?"

"I don't know." The girl stood up.

She was about to leave, Sheng Nanzhou grabbed the girl's arm, her eyes tightly clasped the other person, and asked, "Can we see you again?"

"Yes, I will come to you." The girl looked at him with a smile.

Immediately afterwards, Sheng Nanzhou found that the girl in front of her slowly became nothingness, clutching her wrist tightly like quicksand, no matter how she grasped it.

A large golden light appeared, and the person in front of him gradually disappeared, and he looked back at him, showing a warm smile, and then disappeared.

Sheng Nanzhou's heart was shaved off with a blunt knife, and the pain spread across his internal organs. The pain was very strong and could not move. This feeling was familiar, as if he had experienced it before.

He couldn't breathe suddenly, and the small fragments in his mind flashed by.

The hospital, the white walls, the oxygen mask, she was crying.

Sunny, sunflowers, tombstones, she was laughing and saying goodbye to him.

Sheng Nanzhou ran forward desperately, trying to find her. The surrounding golden sunflower field faded like a movie perspective switch, turning into endless black and white. The surrounding was barren and crowded, and there happened to be a flower in front of him, and he was about to approach it.

The stone under his feet slipped, and he bowed his head.

With a "boom" like a flashback, Sheng Nanzhou wanted to wake up from his dream, but couldn't. In the end, he saw a Buddha statue with a low eyebrow and a compassionate Buddha.

The whole person fell uncontrollably.

At the moment he fell, his last thought was.

God, if I can, please let me find her first.

There was another "bang", and a thunder rolled down the sky, and suddenly there was a heavy rain outside the window, the shadow of the tree swayed, and the wind violently beat the window. Sheng Nanzhou woke up from the dream, breathing heavily. He knew he could come out of that dream, but he didn't open his eyes.

A tear fell from the corner of his eyes.

The next day, Tuesday, surprisingly, the torrential rain stopped for the first time, and the sun turned out to be rainy for more than a month. The oil-green leaves were washed by the rain, the fragrance of flowers floated, and the birds hovered on the telephone poles, chirping.

Not surprisingly, Sheng Nanzhou missed early reading because he didn't sleep well last night. When he walked into the classroom, it was noisy, either boys or girls were bickering, or someone was wailing while copying homework.

Sheng Nanzhou walked into the second-to-last aisle seat in the classroom, stuffed the black schoolbag into the drawer, stretched out his foot and put down the slanted chair, sat down, and immediately crouched on the table.

The boys who were chatting diagonally across the street gave him a thumbs up when they saw it, and smiled: "Master Sheng, you are late, how do you accurately step on the spot every day without getting caught?"

"Publish a book, Master Shengda." Someone said.

Sheng Nanzhou was too sleepy, with his head resting on his arms, and the collar of his school uniform was slanted. He was too lazy to raise his face, pointed his **** at the guy who was chatting with him, and fell asleep again.

The noisy in the classroom can be described as "Ji Fei Gou Diao". The classmates who chased and slapped occasionally hit the table, and the corners of the table rubbed the ground and made sharp noises.

As soon as the old class led a student into the classroom, he was covered by an oncoming rag, and fine pieces of chalk ash floated on his head with only a few sparse hairs.

The air stagnated for three seconds.

Immediately afterwards, the classroom burst into laughter of overturning the roof, and one wave was overwhelmed, and some people laughed and fell to the ground on the spot with their stomachs covered.

Laoban scolded his mother, but pretending to be calm, he uncovered the rag, walked onto the podium, tapped the table with a paddle, and shouted: "It's noisy, who is eating self-heating hot pot in the morning? Throw it, believe it or not, I shaved you! The two boys who were still struggling in the corner, you can go back to junior high school. And you, are still copying homework? Is it when I was blind—"

After the rectification of the old class, the classroom was obviously quiet. He cleared his throat and said: "To talk about business, a new classmate transferred from the north of Beijing today, come and introduce yourself to everyone."

The girl nodded and wrote her name on the blackboard with a sweet smile: "Hello everyone, my name is Hu Qianxi..."

The classroom that had finally calmed down became noisy again, especially the boys, obviously agitated, and the discussion came and went one after another.

The person next to him pushed Sheng Nanzhou's shoulders with excitement: "Brother Zhou, we have a new lady in our class. Fuck, it's really pretty, just take a look."

"This girl looks like a cartoon, with big eyes, big-eyed girl."

"Looking at this temperament and looks, it feels like the little princess who grew up spoiled at home."

The girl was talking and said: "She is so energetic when she laughs, and wants to be friends with her."

"She is also Japanese, and she likes her dress." Someone said.

Sheng Nanzhou originally wanted to try his best to get him into the dream and find her, but the noisy surroundings was so difficult, he was half awake, and there was already a fire in his heart.

"Don't look." Sheng Nanzhou's voice was hoarse.

"This girl is quite upright, more beautiful than the school flower Meng Ling who is chasing you, really don't take a look?" The boy next to him pushed him again.

Sheng Nanzhou's face lifted halfway from his arm. They thought that Young Master Shan would take a look at the new transfer student. As a result, the person just switched to sleep and turned his face to the window. The young master's low voice faintly reveals impatience and indifference:

"Not interested in."

The class bell rang at the right time, and the old class symbolically knocked on the platform with a ruler, and pointed to the position of the fourth group: "There is still an empty seat over there, you can sit there."

Hu Qianxi looked over and she happened to be sitting in front of Sheng Nanzhou. She nodded, with a smile on her lips, and said, "Okay."

Hu Qianxi was holding the blue schoolbag and walked to her seat. The overweight schoolbag slammed into her calf wearing white knee socks, making a "pap pap da" sound, which caused people to move their eyes to her calf. , Evenly solid and white, like a piece of white jade cut out of thin air.

She sat in front of the boy and didn't know why. When she took out the book from her schoolbag, her fingertips trembled a bit, and her heartbeat was fast.

Hu Qianxi's deskmate looked like a very quiet and introverted girl, her eyes were as good as a deer. When she saw this, she immediately helped tidy up the desk.

"What's your name?" Hu Qianxi asked with a smile.

The girl wiped her hands on the table with a tissue, and her voice was very low: "My name is Xu Sui, you can just call me whatever you want."

Hu Qianxi's face was joyful, and then she explained seriously, her voice soft and glutinous: "It's the year old year after year."

The thick curly eyelashes dropped, the disappointment flashed by, and he said to himself: "Just one word."

Xu Sui didn't hear clearly, so he leaned over and asked, "What?"

"It's nothing," Hu Xixi cheered up again, and drew a long row of skittles from her schoolbag and stuffed it into her arms, with a clear voice, "No, I'll give you skittles. I used to go to college—"

Xu Sui looked at her ignorantly with a long rainbow candy, Hu Qianxi sighed in her heart, and smiled instead: "I saw it in a TV series. After eating this candy, we are good friends."

"Okay." Xu Sui laughed.

When everything was cleaned up, Hu Xixi put her cheeks and elbows on the book, her eyes turned around, and she wandered into outer space like this in the second half of the class.

After the get out of class bell rang, the classroom returned to a state of disorder, and the students began to fight. Hu Xixi took a breath and took out a box of coconut-flavored yogurt from her schoolbag, with ice mist still adsorbed on it.

Hu Qianxi turned around and looked at the boy who was sleeping on the table, his hair was a bit messy, and the boy with a "don't mess with me" all over his body, his throat became dry, and he was nervous: "Hello, I It's Hu Qianxi."

No one responded.

Hu Qianxi wasn't sure whether he heard it, her hand holding the milk carton tightened, and she caught a glimpse of his ear moving. It turned out that she had heard it.

"Please drink, you will be in a good mood after drinking it for a day." Hu Qianxi put the yogurt on his table with a smile on her lips.

Not long after, someone shouted at the back door: "Sheng Nanzhou, look for school flowers!"

Hu Qianxi thought that this school girl would receive the same cold treatment as herself, but she did not expect that the boy in front of him slowly raised his face, stretched his neck and made a "click". He rubbed his face laboriously without lifting his eyelids. For a moment, without even looking at her, he stood up and pulled off the stool and walked out.

His elbow joint inadvertently touched the yogurt on the table, and with a "slap", the milk poured on the ground. However, the instigator stuck in and went out.

Hu Qianxi stared at the milk on the ground and was a little discouraged. She raised her eyes and stared at Sheng Nanzhou's back and cursed in her heart: "Big pig!"

Just when she came back from the toilet at the age of a few years, Hu Qianxi took her arm and said: "At the same table, shall we go outside to blow the air?"

"Okay." Xu Sui was a little unsure, but still agreed.

Said to go to the corridor to blow the air, Hu Qianxi kept staring at the leftmost direction and saw Sheng Nanzhou talking with a girl with waist-length hair. The shadows of the two were close together, so angry that their eyes burst into flames. .

Xu Sui seemed to understand something and asked, "Do you like Sheng Nanzhou?"

She thought Hu Qianxi would deny it or be shy, but she did not expect to admit it generously: "Yes, there is still the idea of ​​chasing him."

Xu Sui opened her eyes, and it took a long time to digest the news. She kindly said, "But—"

"Sheng Nanzhou is very popular at school. He is handsome and has a good personality. Everyone is willing to play with him, but he is very cold towards girls. Except for Meng Ling, she has a scar on her forehead, which is said to be for Sheng Nanzhou's injuries. . But the strange thing is that the two are not together, but they have a good relationship."

"What's going on?"

"Let's put it this way, doesn't Sheng Nanzhou have a team at school? Meng Ling is the cheerleader of the basketball team." Xu Sui said.

Hu Qianxi looked at the two people who were talking. Although the boy looked impatient, he kept lowering his head while listening to the girl, and his heart swelled.

No one thought that in just one noon, the conversation between Hu Qianxi and Xu Sui in the corridor was spread out. The spread became more and more outrageous, and it became Hu Qianxi threatened to chase Sheng Nanzhou in one month. Transfer to another school if you don't.

Hu Qianxi herself laughed angrily when she heard it, but didn't bother to refute it.

The princess chased the knight, and it was cheap for him. Hu Xixi said silently in her heart.

When this word reached Sheng Nanzhou's ears, he was playing in the basketball hall. Jiang Kai sat on the steps and wiped his sweat with a towel on the side, jokingly:

"Master Sheng, what do you think the young man will chase you?"

Sheng Nanzhou jumped, smashed the basketball into the goal basket, and the ball steadily scored. He was lying on the floor, the ball rolled to the side, his eyelashes were still stained with sweat, and his voice was faint: "No idea."

Jiang Kai shrugged and said nothing. He took out a carton of milk from his schoolbag, inserted a straw into the aluminum foil, and was about to drink it. Sheng Nanzhou walked toward the steps with a basketball in his left hand, and caught a glimpse of the coconut milk in Jiang Kai's hand. After a pause, his voice was lowered and he asked, "Where did it come from?"

"Oh, this, I helped Xixi move the book in the morning. She gave it to me." Jiang Kai shook the milk in his hand at him.

I don't know why, Sheng Nanzhou heard the words Xixi very harshly, and when he saw the carton of milk, his heart was full of frustration.

He didn't even think about it, threw the basketball in his hand, wiped the milk in Jiang Kai's hand, hit the wall with a "slap", the milk fell on the ground and couldn't drink it.

Jiang Kai was about to get angry, but Sheng Nanzhou walked away from the door without looking back, and said: "If you want to eat or not, I invite you."

"Eat, eat!" Jiang Kai followed doggedly, and immediately left the carton of milk behind.

Hu Qianxi is not very good at chasing people, she is also rampant and a bit clumsy in chasing Sheng Nanzhou. Daily breakfast is given to him, although he never eats breakfast.

Give him water while playing, and try to go home with him after school. She was in front of him every day, and she was taught to play games and do homework.

Sheng Nanzhou was so annoyed that she only thought she was like a piece of brown candy that couldn't be shaken off.

This matter spread throughout the school, others laughed at her, Hu Qianxi, like a okay person, chased Sheng Nanzhou happily, and became the little tail behind him.

Until one morning, Hu Qianxi forced him to drink porridge and soiled his T-shirt. In the fourth class, he accidentally broke a wing of the airplane model that Sheng Nanzhou had finally built.

He finally got angry, his tone was impatient, and there was disgust and indifference between the lines: "There is no end? I don't like you, and I won't be in the future. Please stay away from me."

After saying this, Sheng Nanzhou regretted it, because the girl who always liked to laugh in front of him was completely quiet, her eyes were like little rabbits, slowly turning red, filled with a layer of water, and his heart shrank.

"I'm sorry." Hu Qianxi's voice was very soft.

After speaking, she ran away.

The next day, Sheng Nanzhou Desk received a new airplane model.

For a whole week, Sheng Nanzhou no longer had breakfast on his desk. During class, no little head would turn around and tell jokes to make him happy, and he wouldn't be followed by a little tail wherever he went.

Sheng Nanzhou cleared up a lot, but also began to become irritable. During this period of time, his sleep was obviously much better, no more insomnia, the girl in the dream was gone, what he dreamed was...Hu Xixi.

Seeing her smiling at other boys, he would get angry, and he would feel awkward when he saw her no longer looking for him.

He thought he was strange.

On Friday, Hu Qianxi was ordered to go home because he was called to the office, and could only go home alone. At six o'clock in the evening, the sky was completely dark, Hu Qianxi came out of the school carrying a schoolbag, and was frightened as she passed the alleys of Back Street and South Road.

The school went crazy, saying that there were a lot of wretched men who showed yin addiction on this road, who specifically intimidated female students.

The street lights were dim, and the shadows of the trees struck down, making people palpitate. Hu Qianxi passed a billiard room and continued to move forward. As soon as he entered the alley, the light was half dimmed, and the dark breath made people feel alarmed.

Unexpectedly, a man rushed out and smiled wryly at her, and he was about to walk over, the zippered trousers was still pulled with his right hand, and he was about to pull it down.

Hu Qianxi clenched the strap of her schoolbag tightly, and tears came up all at once. She just turned around and ran, and a black shadow enveloped her. Someone leaned behind her and covered her eyes, the temperature was over, and her long eyelashes were swept away. Sweep the palm of the big palm.

"Close your eyes." Sheng Nanzhou's voice was clear.

Hu Qianxi smelled the faint smell of bath liquid mixed with saponaria on his body, which was inexplicably reassuring, and then nodded.

Sheng Nanzhou blindfolded Hu Qianxi's eyes with one hand, holding a brick in his left hand, and smashed it towards the calf of the man who fled in a hurry. There was a scream in the empty alley, and the wretched man ran faster with his lame legs.

Five minutes later, Sheng Nanzhou retracted his hand, took a step back, and said with a cool face: "Go."

Unexpectedly, the girl hooked his sleeve with her finger, took out a sunflower badge from her pocket and handed it to him: "Thank you."

Sheng Nanzhou took it and put it in his pocket and was about to leave. Unexpectedly, the girl grabbed him again, and he was forced to lower his head, staring at a pair of eyes that were as clear as grapes.

Hu Qianxi looked up at him, always smiling, with a solemn tone, and said earnestly every word: "Get to know him again."

"Hello, my name is Hu Qianxi. Qian is Qianhong's Qian, and Xi is Xixi's Princess."