C1 Feeling-to-gold

"Dong Dong …"

"Who is it?" The door opened, and a middle-aged woman opened it. She looked curiously at the sixteen to seventeen year old youth in front of her with a pretty face and a smile in her eyes. Who are you looking for? "

The young man politely smiled and greeted her, "Hello, Auntie! I am Su Xiang's class monitor, this is my student ID. It's like this, it's almost the final exam. In order to help the students who are struggling with learning, the teacher specifically asked me to come and take a supplementary lesson for Su Xiang. "

The middle-aged woman looked at the student token in the young man's hand and was pleasantly surprised. She greeted the young man enthusiastically. Hurry, hurry, aiya, it's really great of you to thank me, our Su Xiang has always been disobedient, causing you, the class monitor, so much trouble. Come on, please come in, Su Xiang is in that room, you go sit first, I'll get you some fruits. "

The youth stopped the woman as he walked, "Auntie, don't trouble yourself. I still have to go to the next house. I'll stay here for an hour. Don't be busy." As he said that, he opened the door that the woman had pointed to, smiled at her, and lightly closed the door, locking it behind him.

In the room, a tall and skinny youth who was playing crossing the line of fire beside his computer mumbled in annoyance, "What are you doing again? I'll read after I finish playing this round. Are you tired of me playing over and over again?"

The corner of the young man's mouth slowly curled up into a faint smile. He walked to the computer and gently called out, "It's me, you stinking brat."

The teenager, who was having fun, frowned. "It's you? I thought it was my mom again." How about it? Is everything done? "

The youth who had just entered the room casually sat down beside the young man who was playing computer. He said in a leisurely tone, "Yes, it's all settled. You still have the mood to play games."

He then took out a pack of cigarettes that he had already opened and opened them, passing them to the youngster beside him. He also took out a cigarette for himself, took a deep breath and smiled: "I say, Boss, am I easy? It's not like you don't know that I was forced by mom to read and write the moment I got home. I have a headache the moment I see a book, so I hid in my room to play and vent.

The youth rolled his eyes at Su Xiang, and said straightforwardly: "I don't care what you guys do, as long as you give me a satisfactory result in the college entrance exam, if I don't pass, you all must take it."

Su Xiang laughed sinisterly: "The few of us don't even want to get an undergraduate degree, but don't worry, even if we fail the exam, Old Bao and I will ask our uncle from that university to bring us in, and at that time, we can be together again, hehe."

The young man did not make a sound. He puffed on the cigarette that was about to burn down, as if he was thinking about something. As Su Xiang saw this scene, he could only let out two soft sighs and passed another unlit cigarette to the youth. He asked softly: "Still thinking about her? Why are you suffering? It's not all your fault. You've done well enough. Besides, she has already left. Even if she did not leave, would you guys still be together? Impossible, now that a relationship has passed away, it's impossible to come back. It looked like a perfect vase, but once it was broken, no matter how well it was mended, there would still be cracks. Emotions were like a vase. Once it broke, as time passed, the crack would slowly grow bigger and eventually push the person further away. You must think carefully, remember, you are the one and only Zhang Song, no one can casually knock you down. "

It turned out that the youth who had come to visit Su Xiang's home late at night was Su Xiang's classmate, whose name was Zhang Song. It was because of this young and innocent love that he had paid all the love he could give. However, fate had played a huge joke on him. Before he could reach the end, the pair of blissful little lovers had to separate for some reason. After he lost his first love, he didn't have a shred of passion for life, nor did he have any interest in other people's affairs. Just like an outsider giving him an evaluation, it was "cold", "tug", "act tough".

Indeed, the most direct feeling he gave others was that he was extremely cold and unapproachable. Not to mention interacting with him, even outsiders would not dare to interact with him lightly. Of course, there were exceptions to everything. Although he was a repulsive person, he still had his own circle of friends and friends. He still had a group of very good friends. In their words, they were best friends, even brothers. Su Xiang was one of them.

"The past will no longer come, and the end can never change when it starts. Maybe I should believe that it's fate, that the lover will never come again after they separate, and although the flowers will wilt, they will still bloom again, and the love of my life can only drift and drift outside the white clouds.

Su Xiang just looked at his brother, who was around the same age as him, in this way. Suddenly, he had a misconception as to how a sixteen or seventeen year old youth could manifest such an vicissitudes of life that only an old man who had experienced the vicissitudes of life could. He silently stared at his best brother. He didn't know what he should say at this moment. Perhaps silence was the best way to interpret it. Comfort him? Although they were both about the same age, Su Xiang felt that he was not as mature as them.

"Is your hand fully healed?" After shaking off the complicated emotions in his head, Su Xiang suddenly thought of something and asked with concern.

"Yeah, it's almost ready. We'll be able to extract the steel bars in a few days." Zhang Song's mouth formed a curve as he waved his left hand towards Su Xiang, hinting that his left hand would soon be able to move normally like before.

Su Xiang laughed from the bottom of his heart, and joked: "En, looks like the recovery effect is not bad, you must hurry up, the annual high school soccer tournament is going to start in half a month, we are all looking forward to riding on the battlefield with you."

Hearing that, Zhang Song frowned, and did not say a word. After a full minute, he let out a long breath and said, "This hand is precisely because of football. I don't want to touch basketball for the rest of my life, and I won't be participating in this year's football tournament. You must win the championship for me, or else don't come back and see me again."

Su Xiang was very surprised with Zhang Song's words, and said in shock: "What, don't touch football anymore? You're not kidding, football and basketball are your favorite and best at it, how can you just leave without touching it, that's hard for me to understand. "

Zhang Song raised his long hair and said seriously: "So what if I am the most adept? It was just a sport, and no matter how well you played it, you couldn't eat it. "I came here tonight to tell you that after a period of time, at the earliest, half a month at the latest, I will have to go out for a period of time, until the start of next semester, when I can't be sure, but before the College Entrance Test, I will definitely come back to participate in the College Entrance Test together with all of you. While I'm away, I hope that you will work hard and not disappoint me."

Su Xiang stared intently into Zhang Song's eyes, wanting to see something from his eyes, but he failed, today, other than seeing the endless vicissitudes of life in Zhang Song's eyes, he could not see any other clues. With regards to Zhang Song's understanding, Su Xiang still managed to guess a few reasons. He softly spoke: "Are you going out to work full-time to pay for next semester's tuition? Didn't we agree that we will help you split the expenses? What kind of brain is this again? "

He licked his dry lips and said indifferently: "This time, we can count on you, and next time, we can count on you. But I can't count on you for your whole life, in a year, in less than a year, we will all have to enter a university. I know you're good to me, but I can't brag about your kindness to me as capital. For our friendship, I should go to work, so that I can look at you and raise my head in front of you. If you still regard me as your brother, then don't say anything more. I have already made my decision, and you know that what I have decided will not change. "

Su Xiang did not speak, but went forward and fiercely hugged Zhang Song. After a long while, the two of them finally parted ways and Su Xiang slowly said, "We did not misjudge you. Having you as my brother is the greatest fortune of my life.

Zhang Song nodded his head with certainty, "With this life and no afterlife, with the eight of you accompanying me, no matter how much trouble I encounter outside, I will still come back smiling and give you guys a peace of mind."

"Remember to give us a call when you are free. As long as you are safe and sound outside, we will miss you." Under the pressure, Su Xiang could only say his blessings.

Zhang Song grinned and said: "I will only be gone for a short period of time, and it's not like I won't be able to come back soon. When I get there, I will give you a message, and I will definitely not forget you two."

Su Xiang kept nodding his head, but did not speak further. Actually, he had too many things he wanted to say, but at this moment, his emotions had already broken his heart. He didn't know what he should say to this close friend of his. It was because they understood each other so well, that was why they knew that once Zhang Song made a decision, there was absolutely no room for negotiation back. At times like this, silence was the best explanation for the brotherhood between brothers.

He personally went downstairs to see Zhang Song off from the small district, and watched his brother, who had a miserable background, lived a miserable life, yet had experienced a lot of hardships, slowly walk away until he completely disappeared from the quiet and pitch-black street. At this moment, Su Xiang, who thought that he was heartless, had finally shed his precious tear for no reason other than knowing this good friend of his who he hadn't known for two years, this good brother of his. He silently prayed and blessed Zhang Song …

At midnight, Zhang Song returned to the dilapidated residential area that he had lived in for sixteen years. He was lying on his bed, playing with the first gift his mother had given him on his first birthday. It was also the only present he had so far. Staring at the green jade pendant, her young face revealed a bitter and self-deprecating smile.

At this moment, a pure white figure appeared in Zhang Song's mind. That frown, that smile, and that look, had completely submerged Zhang Song within it.

"She's been gone for nine months. Will she come back? Did she have a good nine months? Would she still remember me? Or have you long forgotten me? " Feeling a bit worried, Zhang Song silently thought in his heart.

His first meeting more than a year ago was on the day of his high school report. His first love for a girl was as beautiful as a fairy and had almost captivated Zhang Song's soul.

Now that the two of them had separated, and there was no news of the beauty anymore, even though Zhang Song hated her, he declined to comment. In his heart, he still deeply loved her as usual.

Night slowly slipped away as time flowed by.

Zhang Song tried his best to shake his head, trying to drive the complicated emotions out of his mind. Hatred? There must be, anyone who can face all these things and still say the words that do not hate; love? It was still going on. If he didn't love her, how could he think of her day and night?

Unknowingly, Zhang Song had fallen asleep in the midst of thousands of thoughts. In his hands, he was still holding onto the gift that he planned to give his beloved her.

In his dreams, Zhang Song ran around everywhere. Was he looking for his lover? Or was he looking for the path of his life?