Chapter 310
It's over, eleven years
Li Yuhang had a dream.
When he was eight years old, he was in the third grade of primary school.
One day after school, I was walking upstairs with my heavy schoolbag on my back, and suddenly I saw that the house opposite, which had been closed all the time, was now open and bustling with activity.
Li Yuhang looked inside curiously and saw a young couple and a little girl.
Mo Yu also saw the little boy outside the door, walked to the entrance with a smile, and asked, "Little boy, do you live opposite your aunt?"
"Yes, Auntie."
Li Yuhang is not afraid of strangers.
Besides, Mom Shi Qiao will be here soon.
After he answered the question, he looked at the little girl hiding behind Mo Yu.
At this time, Liang Han was eight years old and also a primary school student, and his height was about the same as Mo Yu's waist.
"So beautiful."
Li Yuhang stared at Liang Han in her little princess dress without blinking, and didn't notice that his mother Shi Qiao had come up and was dealing with Mo Yu.
Liang Han has a pair of big, Caroline-like eyes. She looked at the strange little boy timidly. She was a little curious, but she didn't dare to communicate.
"Haha, sister Mo Yu, you can come to my house when you have time."
"Okay, Qiaojie, my family just moved to the city from the county, and we don't know anyone. I'll trouble you to take care of us in the future."
A few days later, in an elementary school classroom, Li Yuhang was learning recursive equations.
The head teacher brought in a little girl in a beautiful princess dress and arranged her to sit next to Li Yuhang.
"Hello, we meet again."
Primary school student Li Yuhang was very happy and secretly passed a piece of watermelon bubble gum over.
When he dreamed about this, college student Li Yuhang suddenly woke up and smiled bitterly: "It turns out that I started licking her from the first time I came into contact with her."
Li Yuhang got up from the bed, opened the aluminum sliding window, then opened another layer of screen window, leaned against the window and lit a cigarette.
"Alas, my parents know that I like Liang Han. I have been living in the walk-up apartment for so many years and have not moved out. I just want to wait until I get married before decorating the new house."
"It seems that there will be no day with Liang Han."
Li Yuhang smoked one puff after another, his eyes, like a time machine, constantly flashing the scenes he and Liang Han had experienced...
When he was in the fourth grade, Li Yuhang was doing his homework in the living room at home. After he finished, he took out another homework book from his schoolbag and used his left hand to help Liang Han write! !
During the summer vacation in the fifth grade, Li Yuhang lent the only two dollars he had to Liang Han and watched Liang Han treat other little boys to ice cream cones.
In the winter of sixth grade, Li Yuhang went to the classroom with the breakfast his mother bought for him. He heard Liang Han mutter, "It smells so good. I'm so hungry."
Li Yuhang was hungry, so he moved his breakfast from his desk to Liang Han's desk.
In the first grade of junior high school, Liang Han asked me to go to the next class to get the phone number of the school hunk.
In the second year of junior high school, Liang Han was bullied, so he rushed over and was beaten by three people.
In the third year of junior high school, Liang Han asked me to buy her sanitary napkins.
In the first year of high school, Liang Han said he liked to look at abdominal muscles, so he worked on his abdominal muscles for a year.
In her second year of high school, Liang Han asked me to help her deliver a love letter to a thin senior.
After graduating from high school and failing to confess his love to Liang Han, Li Yuhang resolutely gave up on Peking University and Tsinghua University and came to Nanhai University.
"Fuck you, youth is all about licking. I used to think that was called affection."
Li Yuhang was standing at the windowsill, squeezing out the cigarette butt between his fingertips.
He lay back on the bed and closed his eyes, all he could see was Liang Han.
When I opened my eyes, it was Liang Han again.
"I don't want to think about it. Why do I have to keep thinking about her..."
Li Yuhang growled hoarsely.
In the first semester of his freshman year, he heard from Liang Han that he and Kuang Zan from the Finance Class 2 had become a couple.
That day, that night.
Li Yuhang hid in an empty classroom in the teaching building, drinking and crying alone.
The voice was desolate: "After all, her first love was not me."
A month later, I learned that Liang Han and Kuang Zan broke up.
At that moment, Li Yuhang felt that he should be sad, but he couldn't understand why he was secretly happy in his heart?
However, this secret joy did not last for a few days. He saw Liang Han and a boy from the Law School coming out of the hotel at noon.
That night, Li Yuhang went to dormitory 308 and smoked and drank with the heartbroken Nie Hao.
Another month later, Liang Han broke up with the boy from the law school.
Soon he fell into the arms of a senior student from the School of Pharmacy.
When Li Yuhang learned about this, he smiled bitterly, "It turns out that it wasn't others who dumped Liang Han, it was Liang Han who dumped others. She has pursued every man she has fallen in love with since she entered university."
"Next, is it Wei Xun from the junior year or Lin Senmu from our class?"
When the new semester started, Li Yuhang knew the result.
During the winter vacation, Liang Han and Wei Xun were chatting enthusiastically online, and after coming to school, they naturally got together.
But I didn't expect that Wei Xun was a hypocrite behind the scenes, relying on his photography skills to do all kinds of messy things.
He unlocked his phone and just now replied, "Dirty."
Then, Li Yuhang thought of what happened in the stairwell and sneered, "Haha, Liang Han has started to recommend himself to Brother Sen."
"Don't you think she deserves it? Jiang Yuan is so beautiful."
The sky outside the window gradually brightened.
Li Yuhang, who had not slept all night, came to the living room from the bedroom without knowing when.
At home, his parents have already gone to work at this time.
However, on the dining table, there was a bowl of noodle soup, with another bowl upside down on top of it to keep it warm.
Li Yuhang sat at the table and ate silently. Every bite he took touched his heart.
At some point, he murmured, "I have been so stupid in these eleven years. It's really not worth it. I have not been as good to my parents as I have been to outsiders."
After breakfast, Li Yuhang carried out a road bike suitable for city riding from the garage on the first floor of the walk-up building.
He rode his road bike out of the neighborhood...
After about half an hour, they arrived at a high school. He gazed deeply at the campus, and his eyes once again recalled the past when he and Liang Han were here.
After a long time, he left without any regrets.
When Li Yuhang appeared again, he parked his road bike in front of a junior high school. The story of him and Liang Han here kept playing in his eyes.
More than half an hour later, Li Yuhang arrived outside a primary school. This time, the scene in his eyes was particularly blurry.
For a long, long time.
Li Yuhang turned around and left.
He sighed, "Bad fate."
On the last day of May, Li Yuhang rode to countless areas in Jiangcheng. Every place he passed by had traces of him and Liang Han in the past.
Until dusk.
Li Yuhang returned home and took out a wooden box the size of a schoolbag from under the bed in the bedroom.
The wooden box was locked with a rusty iron lock, and no one knew what was hidden inside.
Because Li Yuhang did not use the key to open the door, he took advantage of his parents' inattention and quickly went out and went downstairs to the large trash can placed in the community.
Li Yuhang threw away the box, which he had kept for eleven years since he was a child, without any regrets.
"Goodbye, Liang Han, the purest person in my heart from the age of eight to twenty."
"It's over. My eleven years."
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Soon, an old lady who picked up garbage appeared here.
The old lady struggled to pry open the wooden box, looking depressed. "There's not even a water bottle. What's the use of these old hairpins, origami boats, bamboo dragonflies, harmonicas, pencil cases, and ballpoint pens?"
"You can't sell it for money, only a fool would keep it."
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