long thought

Chapter 1

In midsummer, it was extremely hot even at nine o'clock in the evening. The bushes next to the buildings were dusty, and their original colors could not be seen at all under the dim street lights.Yang Fengshi had just finished working overtime, and he was sweating finely as soon as he came out.

In fact, he is not a person who sweats easily, and he is heat-resistant. No matter how hot the summer is, he can even use an electric fan to get through it.But after sitting in an air-conditioned room for a day, he was a little bit unbearable when he was suddenly exposed to the original hot air.

Yang Fengshi walked around the neighborhood, but couldn't find a shared bicycle, so he decided to walk back.His house is not far from here, about 10 minutes walk.

Except for the very occasional visit home in the past few years, Yang Fengshi's life is basically two points and one line, he has few friends, and sometimes he has dinner with colleagues near the company.For many years, his life has been in this circle with a radius of no more than ten kilometers, and the monotony is still quite fulfilling.

The community he lives in is relatively large, and the four gates in the south, east, and north are far apart. He lives in the building that enters from the south gate, but every time he takes a detour and enters from the north gate.There was a big convenience store there. He went in and bought an ice cream and two ham sausages, and then sat down by the flower bed next to the convenience store.

After eating half of the ice cream, a black puppy jumped out of the flower bed, whimpering and rubbing against his trousers.Yang Fengshi opened the ham sausage and fed it to him, and said to himself: "It seems to be a little fatter."

He found this puppy a week ago. I don't know who threw it here. After a week, it didn't lose weight but gained a little fat. Usually, many people would feed it.

He patiently finished feeding the two intestines. It was 9:47, and he sat for 10 minutes.

It's a pity that he didn't come to buy anything today.

Yang Fengshi was a little disappointed, but soon returned to normal. After all, this is the norm.

"Come see you tomorrow." He stood up, patted the ashes on his pants, turned left and right and went home familiarly.

After returning home and taking a shower, I took out the mung bean soup left in the refrigerator, ate two breads, and finished with a simple dinner.

As usual, at exactly 11 o'clock in the evening, Yang Fengshi did everything and lay down on the bed.I checked my phone again, but there was still no message.

Yang Fengshi often hears complaints from his colleagues that because a certain client is not satisfied with the advertising plan, sometimes he sends a message or even calls in the middle of the night to ask for a change in the plan.It's so strange, why has no customer contacted him in the middle of the night?

The room was really quiet, except for the slight hum of the air conditioner.He doesn't like to draw the curtains when he sleeps, and the floor is low, so he can see the lush camphor tree. Sometimes the night wind blows, and the leaves shake, but unfortunately he can't hear the sound.

Yang Fengshi turned over and went to get the photo frame from the bedside table.It is his junior high school graduation photo, and there is a line of small words on the bottom right of the photo: Mingying Junior High School's 2009 junior third (9) class graduation photo.

The photo is 13 years old, but he is well protected.At that time, he was still like a stunted thin monkey, short and thin, and he was the only one standing in a row with another boy and girl in the class.

At that time, everyone didn't know how to dress up. Both boys and girls wore thick bangs, so Lin Zhi standing behind him looked particularly outstanding.

Yang Fengshi stared at this picture for a long time again, but he still just looked at it, just like these years, he just looked at it from a distance.

He always looks at this photo before going to bed. In fact, he also knows that this is not a good habit. It is stubborn and sick, but it is deeply rooted in the bone marrow and it is difficult to change.

Put up the frame, turn off the lights, close his eyes, and his day is over.

When Yang Fengshi was ten years old, Yang Shunwu remarried. He met and obtained the certificate in one go. At that time, he didn't understand how he could get out of the shadow of losing his mother so quickly. He was the one who cried the most at the funeral.

Two years later, on the morning when he returned home with Xiaoshengchu's report card, his younger brother Yang Wenwen was born in the hospital.That day he stayed at home alone all night, crying and making troubles, but no one knew.The next day, he followed everyone to welcome the arrival of the newborn.

The first year of junior high school was the most difficult year for him. Yang Wenwen was born prematurely and was in poor health. Everyone in the family surrounded him. No one cared about his healthy elder brother who had already entered junior high school.But he never said that he is the shortest one in the class, no one wants to play with him, he is smart and has good grades, but he is rigid and withdrawn.

Lin Zhi transferred here in the second semester of junior high school. At that time, he was different from everyone else. In class, he dared to do what he liked openly, reading and drawing, and fell asleep when he was bored.Poor grades, but still able to sit in the front row of the classroom.Boys dare not provoke him because they heard that he has a very powerful father; girls like him because he is good-looking.He is really good-looking. At an age when the height of boys is generally embarrassing, he has already jumped to 1 meters, with a well-proportioned skeleton, better looking than others in school uniform, and exquisite facial features, like a starlet.

Originally, Yang Fengshi would not have any interaction with people like Lin Zhi, but later he became his deskmate, so everything began to change.Boys will no longer order him around at will, and he will no longer be angry with him when he collects homework; girls in the class, girls in the next class, and even senior seniors will take the initiative to talk to him, because they want him to help deliver love letters to Lin Zhi or Other things, these changes are all because he became Lin Zhi's deskmate.

"He is Lin Zhi's deskmate." This was the sentence Yang Fengshi heard the most throughout junior high school.

The beginning of the story is an unspeakable thank you.

It must be very strange, such a thank you without any reason, even he himself would feel strange.

When did you become a favorite?Yang Fengshi couldn't remember clearly, maybe it was the rainy day when they shared an umbrella, or maybe it was the countless recesses they took naps together.He only remembered that it was a very long process, like rain soaking into the mud, it took a lot to moisten the roots, so when he realized, his love had already grown new leaves.

This was the first year that Yang Fengshi fell in love with Lin Zhi.

Uneasy, ignorant, and young, you will be happy for a long time after speaking a word or two, and you will be excited for a class once in a while.

He and he have been at the same table for a semester. On the first day of the second year of junior high school, the teacher changed the seats, and Lin Zhi moved from the first row to the last row.Hearing that he asked for it himself, Yang Fengshi guessed it might be because he slept better.

He guessed right, but he was still very sad, and his heart, which he had been looking forward to all summer vacation, suddenly became very empty.

In those few days, Yang Fengshi would often casually look back, he was still the same, as if it didn't make any difference to him who was sitting next to him.

This is normal, Yang Fengshi thought, he is Lin Zhi, so many people like Lin Zhi, why would he care who is sitting next to him?

But he soon discovered that he really cared.Because a week later, Lin Zhi sat back next to him, and he didn't do exercises during the 10-minute break between classes. When Yang Fengshi came back from his run, Lin Zhi had already changed his seat.

Then just sit down and sit until graduation.

This was the happiest thing for Yang Fengshi in the whole junior high school. It was like having a kind of privilege. Only Yang Fengshi was Lin Zhi's deskmate, and Lin Zhi was only Yang Fengshi's deskmate. Everyone knew about it, naive and unique.

Looking back, the second happiest thing he did in junior high was also related to Lin Zhi.

The ninth class they belonged to was among the best cultural scores in the whole grade, but every time they went to the sports meeting and other sports-related activities, their class always lost ugly, so they were criticized by the grade director several times.

The head teacher tried his best, but when it came time to register for the sports meeting, everyone still pretended to be cowardly.After the class teacher made a mandatory request, everyone started to grab those easy items again.

After the list of competitors was released the day before the sports meeting, Yang Fengshi was on the list as expected, two long-distance races of 800 meters and 1500 meters.

It was the same at his last track and field meeting. He would be enrolled in long-distance running events that no one reported.He didn't resist much, one is that he is used to it, and the other is that his grades are good, so the paddling teacher will not scold him.

But it was not until the day of the race that he discovered that the 1500-meter race was followed by the 800-meter qualifier.The night before, Yang Wenwen cried all night because he had a bad stomach. He slept late and couldn't get up in the morning, so he didn't eat breakfast. After running 800 meters, he felt a little dizzy.

He simply wanted to give up, but was stopped by a few boys in the class: "The most important thing is to participate. If you can't get a ranking, you don't have to give up, the school committee."

A chubby boy next to him echoed: "What the head teacher said, you can't just focus on grades, you should exercise even more with a figure like yours."

Yang Fengshi didn't want to talk to them at all, and now he just felt more and more dizzy, he walked around them, and a boy actually came to pick his shoulder.

"Hey, can't you understand..."

He suddenly fell silent, Yang Fengshi felt strange, turned around and saw that it was Lin Zhi.

He came over and asked him, "Are you going to run another 1500 meters?"

Yang Fengshi became even more dizzy, and he spoke in a fluttering manner: "Yes..."

Lin Zhi frowned even deeper, reached out and took away the number plate in his hand, "I'll run."

Lin Zhi, who was fourteen or fifteen years old, was not too tall and his shoulders were not broad enough. He would be out of breath when he started running, but he had a rare sense of youthful loyalty, and he would generously help his deskmate when he saw difficulties.

In the end, he failed to win the long-distance running competition, and was criticized by the teacher for running on behalf of him, but Lin Zhi was just like his name, warming Yang Fengshi's entire junior high school days warmly and straightforwardly.

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