02

What are you looking at! He shouted at me, "Haven't you ever seen a handsome guy?"

The morning sunlight falls on my face, and I say slowly and deliberately: "I do not know what you all like about rivers and seas, but if you admire someone and wish to be by their side, then you should strive to become a better version of yourself, standing tall and upright, becoming the only person who can stand shoulder to shoulder with them"

I reluctantly retracted the screwdriver in my hand and greeted him, saying: "Hi"

I was taken aback and instinctively asked: "What are you doing?"

Gu Xinlie glared at me fiercely and incredulously retorted, "You want me to help you?"

He ignored me and asked, "What are you doing with this photo?"

Because I unexpectedly saw Gu Da Shao again within just three days, this frequency is completely inconsistent with probability statistics. Since entering puberty, his height has soared dramatically, growing taller than Jiang Hai by a bit. He stood there and, somewhat unusually, whistled at me; for the first time, I noticed that his smile was no longer as foolish as it used to be

I turned my head and saw a handsome face of Gu Da Shao filled with unhappiness

I tried hard to suppress my laughter: "Why are you back again?"

I really like that photo, and after planning for a long time, I stealthily took out a screwdriver from my backpack, covered my face with a book, and attempted to loosen the glass panel of the display case while no one was around

They looked at each other in confusion, gazing at me without understanding

Do you know how to measure the Planck constant in a conventional laboratory

I pointed to the display window somewhat shyly: "The two screws at the top are a bit too high, I can't reach them even on tiptoe. You came at just the right time, after all, we are classmates..."

Just as I successfully unscrewed the first screw, a hard voice came from behind me: "Jiang He!"

They remained completely baffled

A group of girls fell silent at my words, and I couldn't help but applaud myself in my heart. Jiang He, you are truly amazing. Then, with a smile on my face, I yawned and turned around, only to find my mouth, which had just been wide open, suddenly frozen; I couldn't close it nor could I keep it open.

This makes me secretly resent the drawer full of love letters and chocolates from Jiang Hai every day, so clearing these items has become a daily task that Jiang Hai must complete

No. I smiled confidently, while deep inside, a little person was slowly sharpening a knife, giving a cold smile.

Jiang Hai, although taciturn, possesses excellent family upbringing. He would never throw everything into the trash bin with a loud "thud." Instead, he requested a large cardboard box from the teacher and neatly placed the items given to him by the girls inside. Once the box was full, he solemnly returned it to the president of the support group, a cute girl with twin ponytails, who would then pass it on to the other girls.

"What is there to commemorate?" he snorted coldly, "laughing so hard that his mouth was wide open"

Before I could finish my sentence, he coldly interrupted me, saying: "Dream on!"

I turned my head and saw the displeased face of the young master Gu Xinlie.

He did not answer me, tapped my head, and said in a completely insincere and arrogantly annoying manner: "Please, little shorty."

After Gu Xinlie left, I came to my senses and saw that he had returned to normal, no longer resembling someone who had eaten gunpowder a few days ago. I tore off the cap of the milk bottle and, out of habit, licked the milk off the top, then gulped it down until the bottle was empty.

Gu Xinlie said nothing, merely staring at me

Are you alright? I asked with some confusion, as he was indeed acting unusually today. With such a bad temper, who has upset you?

The school's bulletin board display features a large poster of Jiang Hai and me. It is a photo from last year, when Jiang Hai and I won the first prize in the national physics competition. A newspaper came to interview us, and Jiang Hai, showing no interest, was looking down at his book, while I was daydreaming in class. I noticed a camera lens pressed against the glass capturing us. In a moment of inspiration, I tapped Jiang Hai on the shoulder; he turned around, and I quickly placed my hand on his shoulder, grinning and making a "V" sign. A sparrow was perched on the sycamore tree behind us, chirping incessantly. In a moment of inspiration, I tapped Jiang Hai on the shoulder; he turned around, and I quickly placed my hand on his shoulder, grinning and making a "V" sign. A sparrow was perched on the sycamore tree behind us, chirping incessantly.

I continued to mockingly look at them: "How long did it take you to write a love letter? Three hours? A day? A week? How much time did you spend memorizing history? Do you remember the years of the First World War? Do you know what day the victory over Japan was?"

Where have I failed? One of the main characters in the photo is me after all. Although I feel completely out of sorts, I still nervously nod my head, then glance around and say to him in a tone of negotiation: "How about you help me?"

I, like a monk who cannot comprehend the situation, shrugged my shoulders and thought, what is there to be arrogant about? I had no choice but to go to the lawn and move stones myself. The stones were heavy and dirty, leaving me covered in dust and grime. As I moved the stones, I couldn't help but exclaim, "A man's heart is as elusive as a needle in the ocean"

At the age of fifteen, I straightened my chest, which was just beginning to develop, and surveyed them from top to bottom with a senior's gaze. Then I asked them: "Can you remember the digits of pi after the decimal point?"

Wait a moment, I suddenly realized that Gu Xinlie just scolded me for being useless

Jiang He, he looked as if he was about to be driven to the brink of death by my words, "What is so good about America?"

"Don't look at me. If even you, Gu Da Shao, can't handle it, how could I possibly have a way to do so"

But those two nails were simply too high; even standing on a stone, I could barely reach them. Just as I was feeling dejected, a hand suddenly reached out from behind me and effortlessly pulled out the screw

Gu Xinlie fell silent, staring at me intently. Just as I was about to say something more, he suddenly turned around and strode away.

After gaining fame, troubles and worries followed suit. For the sake of the school's college admission rate to prestigious universities, Jiang Hai and I remained at school to participate in this year's college entrance examination. Due to his age, most of the girls in the high school department regarded him as a younger brother, but the girls in the middle school department had long considered him a male idol and had even formed a plethora of fan clubs out of sheer boredom

I volunteered: "Leave it to me to handle!"

He walked towards me, passing by a group of dazed girls, and handed me a bottle of warm milk.

Ah, I touched my head and, unable to speak the truth, could only vaguely say, "Let it serve as a memento"

I thought about it: "I don't know, perhaps it's because it's far away. Aren't dreams always in the distance?"

The pure fragrance of milk, just as it was six years ago

He looked at the tools in my hand and the double poster behind me, and coldly said: "Success."

"Do you like to eat chocolate?" Jiang Hai asked me in surprise

On the morning of the second day, I woke up very early, and the school was so quiet that the sound of birds chirping was exceptionally clear. While nibbling on a fried dough stick and sipping soy milk, I lurked at the classroom door, just in time to block that group of little girls who were secretly coming to deliver love letters. Oh, no, perhaps I am about the same size as them.

They finally lowered their heads, clutching the hems of their garments

He was wearing a light blue T-shirt, his skin tanned to a healthy wheat color, and a black cap pulled down very low. The white earphone wire was tucked into his pocket. He had a condescending demeanor, glaring at me with a sullen expression.

No, Gu Xinlie, Gu Dashao, you have been copying my homework and exam papers since childhood. Your head is filled with nothing but nonsense, and you actually have the audacity to criticize me, Jiang He, for being unsuccessful