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Cui Fei Linsen

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-Close your eyes. I can't see myself, but I see you.

[ 1]

As soon as the rain stopped, the sky was apricot white and the water on the ground evaporated rapidly. On a cloudy day in April, the light was blocked by thick clouds. The whole world has a slightly pale coolness.

Yeyu ran out of the hiding place of the gymnasium with a basketball, and hurried towards the teaching building, but began to slow down not far from the canteen.

After the wind blew, the skirt of the young white shirt lifted a millimeter with the clouds, and the light crawled through the pupil inch by inch. At first, a small light gray figure was formed on the ground. Compared with the slowly lit world, it gradually deepened and deepened, and finally became rich and dark, standing firmly next to the white sneakers. The clouds are moving.

Just a glance at the back can confirm that it is his, very familiar existence.

Yeyu had the cheek to run over, changed the basketball to his left hand and hooked the opponent's neck with his right hand. The teenager was really scared again, but his face quickly turned to the left, and his look changed from panic to helplessness in a flash.

"Sweating, stay away from me." Han Jun shook off yeyu's eel-like arm, shrugged his collar with a cold face and turned his head back, but his tone was not ruthless.

Ye Yu smiled and showed his teeth, because his skin was dark and his teeth looked whiter. Look into the window: "Are you buying mala Tang?" The water in the pot hasn't boiled yet, only some tiny ripples are floating on the surface with a layer of pepper.

"That girl is not greedy? Send it to her later. "

By default, "that girl" refers to Han Jun's sister Han Ying, who is a headache for both of them. Not a biological sister, but the daughter of a man who remarried with Han Jun's mother. Perhaps this is the reason, perhaps because extroverts like birds of a feather flock together. Compared with the two "brothers", the relationship between Han Ying and yeyu is better. Therefore, the next moment, yeyu's answer is less obtrusive.

"I will go. You are busy with your competition training. " Yeyu twirled a basketball with the index finger of his left hand, in a state of idleness and boredom.

Looking through the glass, I finally saw some bubbles in the water in the pot. Han Jun had to turn left again: "The train will go to Beijing tomorrow night, and today's training will be over. However, I really have to go to the physics room again to see what the teacher has to explain. "

"ah? Are you leaving tomorrow? How so fast? "

Han Jun put on a look of inner weakness: "Are you dreaming?"

"You are dreaming!" The boy was a little angry and frowned and shouted, "Tomorrow is my birthday!" "

Han Jun "Huh?" The sound, a long time didn't speak, even with the "good" thrown out of the window that mala Tang Tang Dou didn't notice.

"Alas, you ..." yeyu stuffed the basketball to the Korean army and took away the plates and spices. "Top student's face is disgusting. There is no one in my eyes. The girl also gave me a gift. "

Han Jun's face slowed down: "What gift?"

"A glass candlestick," the boy began to feel aggrieved again, "but why did you say that she gave me that romantic thing? There is no room in the dormitory. Also said what' brother, you must continue to take care of me' meaning ... "

Han Jun couldn't help it. Finally, he laughed with a snort, put his hand over his mouth and lowered his eyes. This is called "handsome guys are more beautiful than girls", which makes yeyu very unhappy.

"Don't laugh, empress gas. Or the cold route suits you. "

I hate it when people say that I look like a girl all my life, but I can't help it. Han Jun's angry fist hit yeyu's suntanned arm, but the other side didn't respond, but his hand bounced back from shock.

When I was a child, two people disagreed and fought with each other, but I didn't realize that I didn't grow up fast enough and became ineffective. It's really annoying

Yeyu tied the plastic bag filled with mala Tang and proudly smiled at Han Jun who gritted his teeth and held back his hand pain.

There was a noise behind him, as if the people in the queue didn't understand which of the two teams was facing the window.

Yeyu took the basketball from Han Jun, and they left the window and parted ways. Han Jungang took a few steps and remembered something. He came back and stopped the other person: "Hey, close your eyes," and Yu Ye obeyed. "What do you see?"

Yeyu opened his eyes anxiously: "What do you see?"

"What's in front of you?"

"A piece of red. What can there be? " The other party is puzzling.

"It is! What can there be! The girl said,' People who can see with closed eyes are the most important thing in life', so I said I didn't see anything! " After proving that he was a normal person, Han Jun showed a relaxed and relieved expression.

This time, yeyu was helpless: "Only you will believe that little girl's tricks." As he said, he ran to the teaching building where the second year of high school was located.

Poor Han Jun is the first in ten thousand years, but in terms of intelligence, he is always inferior to yeyu. After countless times of practice, there was no shortened reaction time of a few seconds, which gave yeyu a chance to escape anger and revenge every time.

Han Jun looked back and saw that the two teams in front of the mala Tang stall were quarrelling as a bee. The boy grabbed his throat and swallowed it. There is a strange feeling, like being out of place with yourself.

What kind of existence is it?

Always sweaty, immoral, fighting first-class, attractive, but really more handsome than himself, a standard boy.

For myself, it is existence that makes the definition of "friend" look pale and powerless.

[2]

"... in short, there is absolutely no problem in playing the normal level. "After a long speech, the physics teacher patted Han Jun on the shoulder in trust and encouraged him to get married.

The boy nodded politely, as if with a rare smile. He is always confident and calm in his studies.

I have retreated to the door, but I was hesitant about "that ...". Han Jun took two steps closer to the teacher's desk in surprise.

"You and Zheng live across the hall, right?"

Han Jun nodded, and his smile was gloomy.

"You say, how can people under the same roof be so different?" The teacher sighed and motioned for the boys to look closer. There is a pile of materials on the table, and the data after the word "Zheng" is poked with short fingers. Han Jun's eyebrows frowned slightly unconsciously.

"I missed twelve classes a week. How many classes are there?"

The physics teacher is also the dean, in charge of "the power of life and death". Han Jun doesn't know whether it is necessary to help yeyu explain.

"I heard that it was ... I was in poor health recently." Han Jun's voice is very weak, and he seems to lack confidence.

"You don't speak for him! He is in poor health? If he is in poor health, people all over the world will go to the morgue! " The physics teacher's theory of relativity is not very clever.

Han Jun listened and didn't interrupt.

"I met your chemistry teacher Li this morning, and he was terribly angry. Can I roast lobster with alcohol lamp in class? It' s really lawless! " The tone is a little high, and the mood is more exciting.

I didn't find a strong * * * sound in Han Jun's face. The teacher's excitement was somewhat frustrated and calmed down a little. "No matter whether you skip class or not, I will burn incense if he doesn't go outside to fight and make trouble. How to do this? " Seeing that Han Jun still disagreed, he was unwilling and added a modal particle at the back-"Huh?"

Han Jun reluctantly nodded slightly. This attitude makes the teacher very satisfied. Work hard.

"I'm not sure what his parents are thinking? The phone couldn't get through and no one was seen. This is just parents who care about life. Can you call them parents? Such children never contact the school! If you meet his parents when you go back, tell them that the school asked Zheng to take good care of him. I can't take care of him here. They'd better take him home. I'm not kidding. He will give me a red light in the next monthly exam, so don't study, just drop out of school and go home. Don't think that I dare not drop out of school in my third year of high school! Just tell his parents for me. "

Completely idealized requirements, the Korean army can only respond with a wry smile.

Yu Ye's parents are uneducated businessmen, and they are away from home for 360 days out of 365 days a year, either running goods in Vietnam or playing mahjong at a friend's house all night. Even yeyu rarely sees himself. How could Han Jun have the honor to talk to them?

Arguably, Han Jun and yeyu, who were born in the family of senior intellectuals and were exceptionally outstanding, were not from the same world at all. However, there was no "class concept" when I was a child. Because of their complementary personalities, boys and boys climbed walls and trees together, and experienced several joint operations of small group fights and became good buddies.

The two boys' rooms are next door, and the windows are next to each other. Sometimes in the middle of my homework, I lean out and whisper. Later, I found it difficult. I also specially built a pulley device, using cans and wire to pass the note, so that the staff of the residential property raised their heads and considered whether it should be banned for a long time.

In fact, this furtive behavior is entirely due to the fact that Han Jun's mother is extremely hostile to her neighbors, firmly believes in the truth that "those who approach Mexico are black" and even plans to "move to Meng Mu for three times". Even if you just inadvertently catch a glimpse of Han Jun and yeyu standing at the door of the unit and saying a few words, you will yell at your son in a rage, and the other party will be ruthlessly rejected.

Korean army is very clear, whenever this time, yeyu will shake his head and smile, revealing an expression inconsistent with his age, strolling back to his home with his pocket and quietly closing the door. That cynical sneer is Zheng's trademark expression, impeccable, impeccable.

Yeyu would have cleverly laughed at his hostility to the whole world since he was a child. This kind of smile is so common that Han Jun can imagine it through the door.

As common as Han Jun's trademark wry smile. Whenever I listen to the teacher complaining about Ye Yu at school, I will show a wry smile.

Simple harmonic motion, whoever wants yeyu to stop running and act within the established framework like himself will know that it is useless-it must be done, and it has no practical value-and the physics teacher should understand it best.

[3]

I always feel that every time I go to Yu Ye, it is as exaggerated as the arrival of the heavenly army. Excitement and fighting back excitement in class are extremely intense, which can cause more sensation than the appearance of the principal, grade director and class teacher. For junior girls, a handsome, smiling, unassuming but extremely gentle senior is undoubtedly the most deadly.

But Han Ying is an exception. Because I know too much.

I understand that he skipped class for a long time not because of his personality, but because he was defeated in a previous fight. He was too proud to show up at school until his face got better. I also know that I am not gentle with Han Ying who kindly bandaged him.

So, the one who smiled and waved to himself outside the classroom was just an ordinary brother next door, just handsome and barely admitted it? Han Ying looked strangely at the messy girls around her and pulled out a chair to meet her.

"How did you send it? Where's my brother? " Although she asked, she didn't seem to care about the source. Han Ying opened the bag and began to eat without waiting for an answer.

Yeyu leaned against the edge of the corridor, with his hands in his pockets, watching her eat: "I went to the physics office." Casual gestures caused a boiling in the classroom, but neither side noticed.

"It's really the teacher's pet." Han Ying was busy eating and scribbled a sentence.

"Hey, Han Ying," yeyu's tone was a little hesitant. He got "Huh?" Then I continued, "What do you girls think of gossip?"

"See gossip?" Han Ying quickly looked up at yeyu.

"Ah ... what do you say? That is, will rumors spread, and will the two come true? "

"ha! Who have you had an affair with? " Han Ying began to gossip with great interest.

"Not me. It's enough for you to answer questions, so much! "

"This kind of thing, of course, varies from person to person. Gossiping with a person who is more diligent than changing clothes, no girl will believe ... "The girl was chatting excitedly and accidentally caught a glimpse of the group of" counterexamples "poking around in the classroom, and immediately cut off the ending with confidence because of the loopholes in her own point of view.

"So, what about Han Jun?"

Han Ying paused for half a second, and understood, and improved her tone with more exciting gossip mining work: "Huh? That guy? Who is it? "

"Our grade, the one in Class Six, Ernst & Young."

"First-class flowers? My brother is a' rib of God'? How is everything perfect? " Even girls feel a little psychologically unbalanced.

"Do you think An Yingtong will really like your brother?"

The girl changed into a sly expression: "Do you want to know? Do you want to know so much? "

"..." Boys are confused, but they are helpless after understanding what girls mean. "Come on, what do you want this time?"

"Nothing this time." Han Ying put down mala Tang and crossed his hands on his chest. "You can come to the film club on Friday."

"Why?" Boys have a bad feeling that they are about to fall into a trap.

"Because of the collision with the Taekwondo Club during the activity time, female members have been extremely lost recently. As the president's brother ... "Interrupted by a boy, the girl immediately kicked off the noise decisively and continued," As the president's brother, can you stand by and be indifferent to the depression of the film club? "

Looking at each other's queen, yeyu knew what would happen if he immediately said "no". "What can I do if I go?"

"If you have nothing to do, just come and watch a movie."

I looked at the girl with a crooked mouth for a long time, and finally I had to sigh helplessly. "Okay, okay," even if it looks like a conspiracy, at least tell me, "Do you think An Yingying will like your brother?"

The plane boomed over the campus, and boys and girls looked up at the same time. The chubby and clumsy figure has disappeared like a mushroom in the clouds, leaving a clear white tail line. The sky seems to have changed shape, torn apart by sudden cracks, and lost the essence of jade.

Han Ying looked at yeyu again and replied word for word in a very positive tone: "If the other person is my brother, everyone will like it."

Although it sounds frustrating, it is not an unexpected answer. Can ordinary people compare with a teenager who is almost perfect in all aspects?

"So ..."

Anything else to say?

[4]

The sky is as blue as water. On the vast grassland, teenagers drank highland barley wine and set off gray tents to gallop. Seen from a distance, it is a small point. It galloped on the blue line, and the passing grass bent to both sides.

The colorful wind horse flags in front of the tent swayed with the wind and the sunshine was gorgeous.

Further on the horizon, the ice peaks on the snow line reflect dazzling light, and the snow water winds down and gurgles, infiltrating a large meadow.

Han Jun held out his hand, but he couldn't see it. Close to the water container, I can't see my existence. As if a pair of empty eyes were born out of thin air, I witnessed the young man fly by, bridle the reins and stop to look back at himself not far away.

Like a slow mirror, the boy's face slowly turned out.

A bright smile danced on the dark skin.

How to laugh? After the rain, there is no haze. The tender face is full of vitality and turns into thick honey juice, which is about to overflow. Slightly provoked an unruly eyebrow, a little surprised look imperceptibly disturbed people's inner peace, bent down, and more than half a circle of arc luster appeared on the sub-brown hair.

Even the passage of time can't help but slow down and stay with him for a while.

That's the most familiar face except my parents since I was born.

Zheng.

Three words cover the ventricular wall, warm.

He smiled at himself, leaned over the fine horse, held out his hand to himself, and said to himself in a paradise-like situation, "Come up, Han Jun", but where are you? Han Jun couldn't see himself, and his heart felt an earth-shaking tension. The ground under his feet suddenly turned into a swamp and he felt trapped. He was soon covered in mud and stopped breathing.

At this point, I finally got rid of the strange dream of beauty and fear. In the silence around, there was sporadic snoring in the distance, and the body swayed slightly with the carriage. Han Jun turned over and took out his watch from under the pillow. It's 0.5.

Yeyu's birthday has just passed, and he forgot to bless himself when he set foot on the journey.

[5]

"You. Go away. " Han Ying put the plate in front of Anying pupil and said coldly.

AnYing pupil stopped chopsticks, looked at Han Ying with a scary expression, turned to the opposite yeyu for help, but met the bitter eater's head. Knowing that Han Ying was a risk-averse, the girl got up and sat down two rows away with a plate.

Han Ying sat down in the position of AnYing pupil, bowed their heads and eat. The boy opposite looked up with a smile: "What's the matter, miss? Community activities have been accompanied to the end, and cartoons have been carefully watched. What are you dissatisfied with? "

Han Ying directly interrupted: "Why are you with An Ying?"

"Well, this question! Go and ask An Yingtong. Anyway, if a girl with outstanding appearance pursues me, I never know how to refuse. "

"Deception!" The girl banged the boy on the head with the other end of chopsticks. "I clearly heard that you chased An Ying."

"Your message is very spirit. I also inserted eyeliner in the senior class? " The boy continued to giggle.

Han Ying refused to joke: "Are you rusty or something? What should I do when my brother comes back? "

"Xiaoying ... are you closer to your brother than me?" Pretending to be injured is obviously trying to change the subject.

"You didn't mean it! It's not that I don't know her relationship with my brother! There are so many women, why do you have to play with her if you want to play? You can make trouble in just a few days! ..... Alas ..... You said you ... "

"How do you know I'm not sincere?" Yeyu gradually face with the back. "Why can't I like the person your brother likes?"

Han Ying choked in her throat and didn't recover for a long time.

"Since the childhood, he and I have always been compared by the people around us. He will always be the winner, and I have always been proud of him. Because in my world, no one has ever treated me like him. I can give him whatever he wants unconditionally. But now, I suddenly care about this comparison. "

From yeyu's eyes, Han Ying read out the confusion that had spread into dense fog bit by bit. "The girl at the dinner table covered the back of his hand ... I know. If you don't regret it later ... "

How many years in the future? How many months? Or just a week later?

As expected, Han Jun came back with the first prize trophy and was highly praised by the headmaster after the flag-raising ceremony on Monday morning. Yeyu stood at the end of the class, squinted hard and stood on tiptoe at the viewing platform. But the students in the front row were too fat, and the angle was cut, which just blocked the Korean army. I only heard the cold voice I was familiar with, and I thanked everyone who could remember the number. Plain and tasteless.

It's colder than usual. It looks strange. Or just an illusion.

Yeyu looked up at the sun, which was too dazzling. Just staring at it for a while could not stand it. With your hands, warm light passes through your fingers like rustling petals.

The teenager is facing the light and can't even see his face clearly. It was gray, and a few sneers were scattered in a large gray shadow. "Do you have to do this to prove yourself?"

Yono cynically put his hand in his pocket and leaned against the wall: "Yes. Congratulations on your award. However, you can't even hide your own woman. Hey, maybe more worthy of sympathy? "

Han Jun was silent for a long time, then bowed his head slightly and turned to go.