Chapter 82
The people of those three years will eventually be scattered all over the world
"The person in front of me is the one I love."
Gong Yiji showed a hint of regret and filled a glass of wine for himself in advance.
He originally wanted to take this opportunity to invite Cui Jiayan to go to Kyoto together when school started in a few days.
Now... well, it's all in the wine.
At the same time, Li Xinyue and Tan Jingwen walked into the lobby. They were in the class next to Lin Senmu's in high school, and their class was also having a gathering in this place today.
The two women looked towards a corner at the same time.
Li Xinyue silently watched Lin Senmu playing with his mobile phone.
Tan Jingwen stared at Nie Hao with resentment on her face. This boyfriend always said he was busy every day, and no one knew what he was busy with.
Nie Hao was locked in such a gaze, but he did not feel uneasy at all. He went up to them naturally, "Jingwen, the school beauty, you are here?"
Li Xinyue ignored Nie Hao and went to her class, finding a seat at the girls' table.
Tan Jingwen punched and pinched Nie Hao, venting her anger, "You unfaithful man, I haven't seen you for a week!"
Nie Hao lit a cigarette and said with a melancholy look in his eyes: "Jingwen, it's not that I don't want to see you, but we are going our separate ways soon, and I can't bear to leave you!"
"I'm afraid that seeing each other will make me feel a little sad..."
is that so? ? ?
Tan Jingwen's resentment disappeared instantly. She completely believed Nie Hao's sweet talk and even comforted him: "Haohao, it's only one month. I can come back from my school outside the city to meet you during the National Day holiday."
Nie Hao did not answer. He had long since stopped believing in so-called agreements and promises. When going to college, everyone would meet new people.
He didn't feel guilty because he was not Tan Jingwen's first man.
Lin Senmu’s homeroom teacher came, who was Li Xinyue’s math teacher.
Li Xinyue’s head teacher came, the teacher who taught Lin Senmu Chinese.
Students from the two classes called the waiters and asked them to serve the food and wine.
On this day, the teacher did not stop us from drinking, and even offered to accompany us, but he did remind us: "Children, drinking is appropriate."
Nie Hao stepped forward to toast and jokingly said, "My dear teacher, and Chinese teacher, do you always say that the class you teach is the worst class every year?"
The head teacher glared at the student who had been worrying about him for a long time and said unhappily, "Nie Hao, you are the most jumpy little bastard in the entire senior year."
"Hahaha."
At the dinner table, some girls also learned to drink a little wine on this day, while some still chose not to drink and raised their drinks to clink glasses with their classmates.
After three rounds of drinks, everyone got drunk and started chatting.
"Jiang Yiyi, I was the one who took your eraser when you couldn't find it, hehe!"
"Old Kong, I'm sorry for your second year of high school. Your physical copy of Doupo Douluo was confiscated because I was the one who reported you."
"Aze, I'm sorry, I secretly ate the bag of Oreos in your desk while you were in the bathroom."
Under the influence of alcohol, the classmates revealed the secrets of those three years.
A boy took a girl's hairpin and leather cord and kept them secretly until now.
One girl remembered that during class, the boy sitting behind her always liked to pull her braids.
And those times when I copied homework.
Lin Senmu and some familiar classmates toasted each other and their faces were flushed with drinking.
Suddenly, his heart tightened, and looking at those young faces, he suddenly had the illusion of foresight.
Perhaps after tonight, many of my classmates from the past three years will never see me again in their lives.
Even if they are all from Hunan and Chu, many people will stay in the city where they studied to work after graduating from university.
Feeling very uncomfortable, Lin Senmu suddenly shouted: "Classmates, I, Lin Senmu, wish you a bright future and a youth without regrets. No matter what the outcome is, I hope we will have a bright future."
"Have a drink to the youth!"
"To youth, I did it."
"To youth, to us..."
A faint feeling of sadness swept through Lin Senmu's class. The students looked at the classmates around them, especially those who had a secret crush on them.
Jiangchuan once secretly followed a person and wrote down the way she took home.
Ouyang Linlin practiced handwriting for an entire semester just to write a poem with neat handwriting and give it to a boy.
The time machine recorded many old scenes in the classroom. He remembered being with her, and she remembered being with him. They had secretly passed notes to each other when the teacher wasn't paying attention.
They once slept on the table with drooling. Her smiling face and his sunny appearance made people obsessed with them when they were sixteen or seventeen years old.
It’s a pity that the people we have spent these three years together will eventually be scattered across the world.
The students at the drinking table in the next class seemed to be infected by the mood of Lin Senmu's class.
A tall and handsome boy stood up, walked up to Li Xinyue in front of his former class teacher and math teacher, and loudly confessed, "Li Xinyue, I like you!"
"Xu Taotao, you are so brave to confess your love to the school beauty."
"Big campus beauty, promise him!"
"Promise him!"
There were also people in Lin Senmu's class who were making a fuss.
Li Xinyue thought for a moment and thought of how to refuse, "Sorry, I have someone I love."
Xu Taotao's eyes suddenly turned red, and he laughed miserably, "I'm so jealous of him."
Li Xinyue pursed her lips and said nothing. She was also very jealous of his her.
The two teachers tried to smooth things over during this awkward moment, "Students, take a photo to commemorate this!"
As he spoke, he called the restaurant staff to help the two classes of students record the video.
Some of the students were smiling, some were making V-signs to the camera, some were making V-signs with both hands, and those who were having a good time were putting their arms around each other’s shoulders.
Amidst laughter and joy, we recorded a grand and final youth.
"Students, the teacher hopes that you will continue to love life in the future."
The two teachers were also deeply touched. This scene was also their farewell to the students they had taught for three years.
Cui Jiayan did not drink alcohol. She received the video of the whole class in the class group. She saved and edited it, leaving only the footage of her and a boy.
Her youth had no room for anyone else but a person named Lin Senmu.
Afterwards, she said goodbye to her head teacher and left early to go home.
When Li Xinyue went to the bathroom, she met the boy she loved. When they passed by, she couldn't help but ask, "How are you and her doing?"
Since falling in love, Lin Senmu has maintained a sense of boundaries with all opposite sexes, and answered with a distant, "Very good."
Li Xinyue squatted in the toilet and vomited all over. She drank a lot of wine tonight. When she looked up, her eyes were already tearful. "Lin Senmu, Lin Senmu, I have always known a truth. If you like someone, that person doesn't necessarily have to like you back."
"But I really, really... have thought about a lot of things about us. I've thought about whether we would be happy if we had the chance to be together..."
Her feelings for Lin Senmu began in her second year of high school.
That afternoon after school, the setting sun was just right and the breeze was gentle and calm. When she left the classroom for some business, the teaching building was empty.
When she passed by the next class, she heard melodious music and looked towards the class curiously.
A boy in school uniform, carrying a guitar on his back, sat astride the desk in a bohemian manner, singing "The Wind Rises" with a devoted look.
The evening light shone on the boy, making his shadow tall and slender.
As the white moonlight of this high school, Li Xinyue knew that she had met her own white moonlight.
There was a wind outside the classroom, a summer wind.
Her heart... was moved.
"I broke into your world unexpectedly..."
The boy's fingertips played the sound of midsummer, but unfortunately it didn't belong to her.
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