Dear Jian, you are like a flower.

Jian Yi opened her mailbox and indeed found a card. The name of the card is "Dear Jian Yi, you are like a flower."

He cannot speak.

That day, they were particularly lucky as they even found the "treasure" hidden in the heart of the broken bamboo. The four of them excitedly rushed up the mountain, but when they were about to reach the top, Jianyi twisted his ankle badly and couldn't walk. He squatted down in pain and cried on the spot.

Finally finished the exam.

Just as I closed the mailbox, I hurriedly called Xiao Ku, but who knew that he had already gone offline.

"We are almost graduating, are there any activities left?" Jian Yi said.

Jian Yi is standing there.

After scolding, he said, "You go up first, I'll help her up."

Are you afraid of me?

He nodded to her.

Ha ha, are you still afraid that I think you're ugly?

Three years of loneliness is about to end. I wonder if what awaits me is another three years of loneliness? Jian Yi returned home and sent the following message to Xiao Ku on QQ while lying in front of the computer.

Bad Jianyi, don't tell me that I'm dead, oh.

A very strange kind of wine, always cooling to the heart.

Several classmates participated in the competition, and I won the first prize by myself.

On QQ, his profile picture was unfortunately darkened there.

Perhaps only by leaving N, can there be a new beginning.

What she wrote, of course, is Yang Yi. Because she has always wanted to write, her talent bursts forth. Because her talent bursts forth, she writes with ease and comfort.

You should be called Xiaoku. Xiaoku said, "You are so cool that it's unbelievable."

Oh my god, oh my god.

The days of waiting for exam results are boring.

Yang Yi really hopes that you can go.

Nonsense. Mom thought for a moment, and then decisively said, "If it really doesn't work out, just do it halfway. I think it's almost the same. You just need to do your best."

^ ー ^.

Actually, boys have very thin skin. Perhaps his actions at that time were impulsive, and he has been regretting it every day for the past three years.

In a hurry, she hung up the phone. Jianyi's tears stubbornly welled up, and she ran back to her room, collapsed on the bed, turned the stereo to the maximum volume. The CD in the stereo was still the one by Eason Chan that she had put in last time and forgotten to take out. His voice carried a casual sense of melancholy: "Ten years ago, I didn't know you, you didn't belong to me, we were still accompanying a stranger, walking through gradually familiar streets..."

I should have known Yang Yi for ten years.

Jian also got scared and quickly closed the window.

Jian is also not used to being so intimate with others, so she awkwardly turned her face away.

What's the matter? Jian Yi rarely speaks to her mother in such a low and submissive tone, which made her mother very nervous.

The screen is beautiful, it's a song by Mèng Tíngwěi: "I can hear your melancholy, but it's hard to tell you. When I speak, my voice disappears into the air, and my heart slowly, slowly freezes in our silence... How can I tell you that I have already forgiven you, but I just can't say with my own mouth that I still love you..."

This is her most recent favorite song, so she hummed along softly. Her mother pulled off her headphones from behind and said, "Hey, did you do well on the exam?"

Little Cool's bar is called "Cool Bar".

No matter what, chatting with Xiaoku is something Jianyi is very happy about. A boy whose name and appearance are unknown shares his loneliness and sadness during his growth, as well as some small happiness that seems to be picked up unintentionally. In this case, it seems that God is not too cruel.

I knew you didn't listen! Little Cool asked: "How do you plan to relax after the exam?"

It's only after graduation that we have time to do activities," said Qin Mao Mao. "We plan to go hiking, camping, and have a picnic. What do you think? Do you want to join us?"

Can't really pass the N exam? Mom asked tentatively, "No hope at all?"

Jian also threw away the phone.

Sigh! Mom sat down and said, "Why are other children so good at studying?"

When Qin Maomao made this comment in front of Jian Yi, Jian Yi asked her, "Is the word 'freelance' a positive or negative term?" Jian Yi really wanted to know, but Qin Maomao didn't answer. Instead, she patted Jian Yi on the shoulder and laughed, saying, "I'm just kidding with you. I think you should participate in more group activities."

Because I have been writing good compositions, I was chosen by the teacher for the first composition competition of the new semester. The topic was very simple: write about a friend, and the title could be self-chosen.

After entering junior high school, I didn't expect to still be in the same class. There weren't many classmates who continued from elementary school to N school, so being in the same class was considered fate. Jian Yi saw Yang Yi walking into the spacious new classroom wearing a clean blue checkered shirt and smiled at him, to which he smiled back.

No problem.

The new environment, which originally made me feel anxious, suddenly became reassuring.

Hehe, can't fool you, huh? Little Cool said, "I have to go to work, 886."

Little Cool is out of luck. He said, "If you don't come soon, I'll have to leave here. Maybe we'll never be able to meet again in our lifetime."

Do not...you go ahead. Jian Yi hurriedly waved his hand and said, "I'll just rest here for a while."

Just as I handed in my test paper, I happened to run into Yang Yi, who was also going to participate in the essay competition. He was riding on a brand new sports car, smiled at me, and then zoomed away.

I don't believe it at all. Jian Yi will not easily be fooled.

What character is it? Tell me first, otherwise I won't give you my number!

Unfortunately, during the three years of junior high school, Jian Yi did not find such a person.

That was the first time Jian Yi had ever leaned on a boy's back. He walked with great difficulty, and Jian Yi behind him could clearly hear his heavy breathing. When they finally reached the top of the mountain step by step, they were greeted by thunderous applause that echoed from the mountains to the sea.

It is impossible to support it, and Jian had already tried to take two steps but was in so much pain that his face turned blue and black. Yang Yi gritted his teeth and said, "Come on, I'll carry you up!"

Hung up. Jian also grabbed the earphones with a bitter face.

Everyone burst into laughter.

When Jianyi walked across the playground holding a book, several boys and girls were screaming and competing. They were frolicking and whizzed past Jianyi, and a boy's large schoolbag brushed against Jianyi's arm. He turned around, smiled, and earnestly apologized to Jianyi, saying, "Sorry, classmate!"

By the end of the summer camp, Jian Yi's leg was no longer swollen and she could walk comfortably. On the bus ride back, Jian Yi happened to sit next to Yang Yi. He leaned against the window, and the sunlight shone on his face. Suddenly, Jian Yi felt a strange dizziness and then heard herself say two words she had never said before in a very weak voice: "Thank you."

His eyes are clear, his smile is sunny, his hair is slightly messy, and he is wearing a Metis Bangwei T-shirt. When Jian Yichong nodded at him, he had already run far away. The dust splashed by his footsteps scattered in the afternoon sunlight, like a handful of golden sand accidentally sprinkled by someone.

This statement was summarized by Qin Mao Mao.

Of course you know. "Qin Maomao said, "I told Yang Yi. He really hopes you can go."

Dear mother. Jianyi said, "Can I ask you for a favor?"

The stubborn girl. " Xiao Ku sighed and said, "The latest drink I learned to make is called 'Meng Po Soup'. Drinking it can help you forget the past, what do you think? Aren't you going to give it a try?"

For nearly three years, Jian has not spoken a word to Yang Yi. However, Qin Mao Mao said on the phone, "Go hiking, Yang Yi really hopes you will go."

She finally stood up, ran to the bar counter, looked at Xiao Ku, and said to him, "Thank you. Thank you."

Jian Yi was still standing there motionless.

"I'm so clumsy," Jianyi said, "with my thin arms and legs."

Jian Yi took a sip.

... ...

Miss said to Jian Yi, "Say thank you louder, he has poor hearing."

No, no! No one answered me, so I can announce the correct answer! "Unstable" said, "This person is... ..."

It has been nearly three years of online chatting friends. Jianyi has given him her phone number, but he has never called.

Hehe, I am not yet eighteen years old.

Come to the bar and see me. "Xiaoku said," I'll make the best drink for you to drink. "

QQ rang again, it was Xiao Ku. This time he said, "So, will it be difficult for you to see him in the future?"

Jian Yi went offline, I called Qin Mao Mao and asked: "Do you know Yang Yi's phone number?"

Because of this, he calls himself "Little Cool".

Oh. It seems that Qin Mao Mao has already fallen asleep," she said with a nasal voice, "Why did you think of looking for him so late? Can't it wait until tomorrow?"

La la la, summer is here.

Hehe, I really don't understand what you're saying. Jian Yi said, "Stop being boring, I'm going to hang up. Wishing you good grades and a pleasant summer vacation."

Jian also used a pillow to cover her face, and tears finally slowly flowed out.

The sun is getting more poisonous day by day. Besides surfing the internet, Jian can do nothing else. On her personal message board online, she has written nearly a thousand diary entries. However, once she writes them, she never looks back, afraid that yesterday's loneliness will fill today's loneliness and that the shame that has already been suppressed will slowly resurface.

Jian Yi finally decided to go to Xiao Ku's bar. He had invited her countless times to go and take a look, without letting her know that he was Jian Yi.

The characters next to it gradually fade and then become stronger: "If you can express it, whether it is love or hate, it is such a happy thing. Thank you, Jianyi, who is like a flower, for accompanying me through these days. Tomorrow I will leave this city. It is such a joyful thing to be able to see you. I wish you will always bloom like a flower!"

I'm done with the exam. "Jianyi said," I'm leaving N Zhong. "

I don't know.

It never occurred to Jian Yi that her composition would win first prize.

Can you guess who wrote this? There's a prize if you get it right!Unstable held the composition magazine in their hands and shouted excitedly.

"Little Cool?," Jianyi asked tentatively.

No, I wanted to tell him "It's okay."

No.

That person is either someone else or Yang Yi.

"I am a boy," Xiao Ku said.

时漆! 叶家明! 丁零! 吴天! ... ...

Anywhere is the same, as long as you are happy," Xiao Ku said, "Life is short, like morning dew, why bother making things difficult for yourself, don't you agree?"

It was supposed to be a happy thing. When I arrived at school that morning, Qin Maomao and the others were already eagerly reading the essay magazine that Lao Luo had sent them. Jian Yi's essay was published on the front page. "Unstable" was reciting with a mocking tone, "The sunlight falls on his firm shoulders, I can hear his heartbeat, his breath, the unwavering belief and extraordinary courage he conveys to me...".

The phone rang again. It was a very unfamiliar male voice, looking for Jian Yi.

The translation of the provided text is: "Jian Yi wrote about the boy who carried me on his back up the mountain."

Jian Yixiao smiled and said, "Why are you all pairing up and dragging me along?"

"I didn't hear it," Jian Yi said.

Yang Yi walked stubbornly to her and knelt down.

Jianyi's tears sprayed out like a fountain, then she turned around and ran out.

Jian suddenly felt like talking, so she told Qin Mao Mao a story about Xiao Ku through the phone. After finishing, she said, "It's okay. I never thought these three words could be so warm. So, I wanted to tell him right away. Xiao Ku speaks so well. If you can express it, whether it's love or hate, it's such a joyful thing. How could I only understand this today?" "Xiao Ku speaks so well. If you can express it, whether it's love or hate, it's such a joyful thing. How could I only understand this today?"

Without stability, it's not yet spoken. Someone rushed up, snatched the essay magazine from his hand, and tore it to pieces. The shredded paper was scattered by him, silently flying in the morning sunlight.

Qin Mao Mao is indeed the class monitor, and she is also the girl in their class who is best at summarizing. When summarizing Jian Yi, she only used two words: "free floating".

The story becomes more and more absurd as it spreads. The boring rumors are: Jian Yi has been secretly in love with Yang Yi since primary school, but it's just a meaningless thing.

What do you want to confess?

They were classmates in kindergarten. Yang Yi's initial impression on Jian Yi was a crying little kid who often raised his voice and cried in class. When they entered elementary school, he became a quiet little gentleman with good grades. During the essay competition, he always competed with Jian Yi for the top spot. In fact, they didn't talk much, but the most memorable moment was during the summer camp for outstanding students in the city when they graduated from elementary school. They climbed a steep mountain in groups of four from different starting points to find a pre-hidden "treasure" (actually some drawings of treasure maps that were hidden in advance by a small advance team). The first group to reach the top and hang their red flag in the designated location would be the winner.

"I apologize. " Xiao Ku said, "Why didn't you give him a chance?"

Oh, oh, I'm afraid of hurting your eyes. :)

In N, there are many boys like this. Most of them have proud family backgrounds, impressive achievements, and ambitious ideals. They are admired by girls and have their own admired girls. At the age of sixteen, they already possess everything that a twenty-year-old has.

I never expected that my article would be recommended by the teacher and published in the Composition Weekly.

Yang Yi and Jian Yi were assigned to the same group.

Just today.

I want to say... I'm sorry. Yang Yi said, "I'm sorry."

The sound of QQ's "drip" stopped. After a long time, Xiao Ku sent another message saying, "Jian Yi, you always leave me at a loss for words."

Late at night, QQ received a greeting from Xiao Ku: "I know you're here, I know you've visited me. Jian Yizhen is really cute and beautiful. I made a FLASH card for you, go take a look."

"I'm not going." Jian Yi said.

Is it Xiaoku?

She wanted it. In fact, she had been waiting for these three words for almost three years. She just never dared to admit it to herself. When the phone rang again, Jian Yi suddenly became afraid. She didn't answer it and rushed out after changing her clothes.

Furthermore, he said, "It's okay, you need to listen."

Oh, you! Qin Mao Mao was infuriated. She pinched her own face and said, "We are all friends, why are our thoughts so complicated?"

Jian also knows that she became "cold-blooded" from that day on, no longer believing in friendship, emotions, or even participating in any essay competitions. In order to avoid this, every time she writes an essay, she deliberately makes it messy. Lao Luo would hold her essay and sigh, saying, "Jian Yi, why are you regressing more and more?"

Yang Yi silently took out the prepared plaster and put it on Jian Yi. Two students from another school were in the group, one of whom complained to Jian Yi for affecting the progress while crying. Yang Yi raised her head fiercely and scolded her, saying, "What if you sprained your foot? You might cry even harder than her!"

Qin Mao Mao fell silent for a moment and then quickly said, "Actually, we're about to graduate. Don't you plan on forgiving him?"

I don't know what you're talking about. Jian nervously covered the receiver and glanced at her mother, luckily she had already left for the kitchen.

I want to say three words to him.

Well.

She sat down and ordered herself a glass of cola. However, the waitress brought not only cola but also a light green drink. She said to Jian Yi, "Someone is treating you to a drink, it's called Meng Po soup."

It's not that I don't want to have friends, it's just that there are no suitable friends. The girl that Jian Yixi likes should be someone who, like herself, doesn't talk much, isn't petty, doesn't need to be outstanding or showy. When two people are together, they can talk a lot when there's something to say, and say less when there's nothing to say. It's a kind of spiritual dependence.

Then...," Jian Yi said, taking advantage of the situation, "you also have to be responsible for convincing my dad."

886.

The scorching sun shines so brightly that it's hard to open one's eyes.

Little Cool was online, and he quickly replied: "Jian Yi, you always make me feel sorry for you."

You! Mom nodded her head once, and the phone rang cheerfully. Jian Yi reached out to answer it, and it was Qin Mao Mao: "Jian Jian, hiking and camping, do you want to go? The registration deadline is tonight at 8 o'clock."

On that occasion, their group won the "Best Team Award," and Yang Yi also received the "Best Camper Award."

This time it was Qin Mao Mao who cried without any achievements in front of the phone.

At this moment, Jianyi is already listening to a new song by Stefanie Sun called "I Fly Forward", flying over a sea of time. We have also been hurt in love before. I look at the road, the entrance to the dream is a bit narrow... One day, the mystery will be solved...

Sigh. He seemed to respond with a hint of indifference, without saying anything else.

"I won't come, I won't meet with online friends," Jian Yi said.

Why do you always speak up for him? Jian Yi is not happy.

It turns out that being hurt is such an easy thing.

The whole class was very quiet, and Jian also heard a tearing sound very clearly. It was a long time before she realized that it was the sound of a broken heart.

I miss H, it's close to home and doesn't cost any money.

Moreover, it is always one's own matter.

What is this!

"Mom, I'm so dumb!" Mom's hand rested on the back of the chair, and Jianyi pressed her face against the back of Mom's hand.

Online, QQ!Mom said disapprovingly from behind, "You're always thinking about this!"

"Why do you need so many people? What do you want me to do?" Jian Yi said.

Jian suddenly looked up and glanced at the bar. The lady said, "Our bartender here is quite peculiar. Whenever a female high school student comes alone, he always offers her this. You can rest assured and drink it, it's not intoxicating."

Yang Yi. Someone over there is speaking.

Actually, it's not just the composition that has regressed. Jian also knows that she has been regressing all along, in terms of grades, self-confidence, and courage, all of which have been declining until she is on the verge of collapse.

I will not forgive him. Jian Yi said, "I think I will never learn to forgive."

"I'm going to pull you up," said Qin Maomao, "You're tall and strong, we're counting on you to do the work."

We have come back from mountain climbing, it's a pity that you didn't go.

"I don't want to expand enrollment," Jian Yi said.

It's not true, just kidding. Qin Mao Mao said, "We have all graduated, and I just want us to hang out together."

Jian Yi said coldly, "Who has ever given me a chance?"

When Jian Yi walked into the bar, there were few people inside. A young man was mixing drinks behind the bar. Jian Yi knew at first glance that he was Xiao Ku, a cute guy who was exactly as she had imagined.