Embrace the fragrance

Chapter 25 Final Chapter

When the graduation photo was taken, the rainy season had already passed.

The summer in City Y seemed to come very quickly. At noon, the heat spread in the hot and humid air, and many boys changed into short sleeves.Popsicles and ice cream began to be served at the canteen in the school, and the electric fans in the classroom, which had been mute for half a year, were turned on again.Due to the rust and aging of some parts, often, when the fan is turned to a certain angle, it will make a "click" sound, waking up people who are drowsy due to the heat, and the three-petal fan leaves cast erratic shadows on the tables and chairs. Dazzling.From time to time, small insects came in from the window to join in the fun. The small insects that were not as thick as tomorrow flew to the swinging electric fan, and with a "pop", they were bounced to nowhere.

In such sweltering weather, the last city-wide mock exam before the college entrance examination came as scheduled.

In the evening of the second day after the exam, the results of the four subjects were released.That afternoon, it was extremely hot, and the air in the campus seemed to be so hot that it was twisted and deformed. Throughout the afternoon, Tian had a serious face, as if he was carrying some heavy thoughts, and finally couldn't hold it before the evening self-study began. , The torrential rain is like the emotion of breaking an embankment, making a crackling sound on the tightly closed windows. Sitting in the classroom, I can also feel the tide and water vapor outside, as if the roof is leaking.

The torrential rain was getting heavier and heavier, accompanied by lightning and thunder.

The fluorescent lamp hanging from the ceiling flickered a few times, and finally went out with a "puchi", and the surrounding area was instantly plunged into darkness.

Several girls let out a lot of screams.

Han Zhi made a decisive decision and took out the flashlight he carried with him from his bag. One after another, some pale lights lit up elsewhere——several boarding students put the emergency desk lamp in the drawer on the table.

There was a little light in the classroom, but even so, the students without lights still couldn't read and write in such dim light.

Qin Ming sat for a while, put down the answer sheet that was illegible under the dim light, and walked out quietly.

As soon as the door of the classroom was pushed open, the noisy sound of rain and wind rushed through his tympanic membranes and squeezed into his ears.

He walked to the darker end of the corridor, stopped, and asked without looking back, "Why did you come out?"

The people behind him didn't speak for a long time. It was so long that Qin Ming almost thought that he was sensitive, and there was a burst of warmth from his waist, "Isn't it cold? The rain is slanting in."

Qin Ming shook his head, held the hands around his body, and said, "It's okay, but now, it's not cold at all."

"I'll listen to you. You can say whatever you want."

The voice behind him was clear and clean, with an ironic softness. Qin Ming's eyes, which were staring blankly at the black void outside the railing, gradually focused, focusing on the wilted banana leaves not far away from the heavy rain.

He ramblingly said: "I bet Su Shi didn't think about that much when he wrote the lyrics!"

"Ah."

"Bi Shumin's reading comprehension of her own prose may not be able to write to the point of referring to the answer."

"Ah."

"Let the same marking teacher approve my composition again, and the score will definitely be different again!"

"Ah."

……

Whatever Qin Ming said, Fang Wenrui responded gently.

Qin Ming criticized it endlessly, and finally felt that what he did was actually quite boring and naive.

He lowered his head and sighed, "Oh, it's my own problem. I'm not good enough, and I haven't worked hard enough."

"Don't negate the previous efforts just because of an Arabic number," Fang Wenrui disagreed now. He took his hand out of Qin Ming's palm and pulled his right hand up into the air. Caressing his phalanx, "Look, the middle finger is sunken here, and the finger is also crooked."

"..." Qin Ming was about to speak, when Fang Wenrui said again: "You stretch out your left hand again, flatten your five fingers, and have a look?"

It was an extremely beautiful hand, with slender fingers, well-proportioned joints, and flat and round nails, but Fang Wenrui only took one look, then turned his gaze back to Qin Ming's right hand, "Have you finished practicing the copybook I bought for your cousin? "He intentionally bit down the attributive words very hard, and Qin Ming suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

"Do you remember the recitation competition last year?"

It is impossible for Qin Ming to forget Fang Wenrui like that—surrounded by candlelight, he seems bold but actually conveys a secret love under the eyes of everyone.

"I've actually thought about it many times. Forget it, what does a person who can't speak well participate in a recitation competition!" Fang Wenrui said slowly: "But when I drank boiling water and felt a tingling pain on my tongue, I thought again, I I've been working hard, always..."

"Did you bite your tongue while practicing?"

The hand was tightly held back by Qin Ming again, Fang Wenrui smiled silently, "Yes, I am much more stupid than you, I want to speak faster, I always feel that this way, it will be much smoother for others to hear, as a result, after practicing Several times, the overloaded tongue stopped working. The moment I bit the tongue, it hurt so much that I almost shed tears for a moment, but later, that hole reminded me that I have always worked hard, even..."

Even if you stand still, the effect is quite small.

We worked hard and worked hard for a long time, but we were discouraged by the unsatisfactory results and returned home.We can't understand why our hard work has not achieved the expected results, and we are distressed and entangled in this, and gradually begin to deny our previous efforts, thinking that everything we do is useless and meaningless, and even forgets that we used to be high-spirited , worked hard with full of energy.

However, the fact is that every effort that seems trivial and insignificant to you today has subtly left a very different mark on you, and the achievement of tomorrow is slightly different from the today that has become yesterday of myself.

It's just this kind of difference, too small and too small, but we expect it to be very big, and imagine that it will reach the sky in one step after a day.

The sharp contrast between the fullness of the ideal and the backbone of reality has made us disappointed many times, before the end, completely disappointed and desperate.

At this time, no matter how disappointed and hopeless you are, please take a closer look at yourself. Maybe you will be surprised that the new acne on your forehead has disappeared, and you will find that the smile on your face has become more confident.External and internal, there is always something changing quietly, telling you: that is your effort, and your effort is not meaningless.

Qin Ming looked into Fang Wenrui's clear eyes, and suddenly understood that his eyes were also saying: "I don't believe in futility, I only firmly believe that heaven rewards hard work."

"I made a fool of myself," he smiled, "so I have to punish...or I'll let you take advantage of the punishment!"

Before Fang Wenrui could react, Qin Ming leaned forward, nodded and bit his lips gently.

"hiss--"

Suddenly a call came, and the lights in all classrooms lit up in unison.

"It's just in time," Qin Ming smiled in satisfaction, scratched the tip of Fang Wenrui's nose, who was still in a daze, and raised the corner of his mouth, "What are you doing here? Don't you want to keep working hard?"

Fang Wenrui didn't care about these little tricks with him, and he was relieved to see that his spirit and fighting spirit had recovered.There are two main reasons why Qin Ming's Chinese scores have dropped back to double digits this time. One is that he has lost a lot of points in the short-answer reading comprehension questions, and the other is that the argumentative essay has deviated from the topic.

Qin Ming finished writing the topic on the composition paper a long time ago, so he stopped writing for a while and felt a little raw again.Fang Wenrui calculated the time and decided to give Qin Ming two composition questions a week. He was not required to write, but only asked to write an outline, marking the main points and sub-points.As for the score for reading comprehension, he thought for a while, and asked Qin Ming to find out the "College Entrance Examination Manual" he gave him, pointed to the paragraphs with wavy lines, and said: "These are the answer formulas, do the short answer questions When applying these templates, the loss rate will be greatly reduced."

Qin Ming slandered: "Chinese...has formulas, so you can gain knowledge."

That's what he said, but he didn't act sloppy at all. "A Handy Book for the College Entrance Examination" has always been kept in his pocket by him, and he will take it out and memorize it whenever he is free.Fang Wenrui didn't ask him to write an essay. After he finished his outline, he insisted on finishing the essay.There was not enough time, so he got up earlier the next day and arrived at the classroom earlier than the day before, as if chasing the sun that rose earlier and earlier.

Fang Wenrui was worried that his body would not be able to bear it, so he tried to persuade him a few times, but Qin Ming refuted it with one word.

"I'm afraid that when I write an essay for the college entrance examination, I make an outline, and then I don't know where to start, and I feel overwhelmed."

Fang Wenrui had no choice but to give up, and went to the library to borrow a few material books, so that he could organize his arguments.

After Qin Xiaowei and Shen Ru knew that Qin Ming's Chinese performance was not satisfactory, they called him.The two asked him if he slept well recently, whether he ate well, whether he changed his clothes in time, and never mentioned the score.

Qin Ming could hear their worries, so he didn't use "everything is good" to perfuse them, "Of course I slept well, and I didn't feel sleepy after [-] o'clock every morning. As for eating...Mom, you haven't tried it yet. I tried the bento made by Aunt He, it tastes so good, I can’t get enough of it.”

When Qin Xiaowei and Shen Ru heard his tone as usual, their hearts fell to the ground.

At the end of May, Shen Ru took half a month's leave and hurried back to China.She just arrived in City Y, and the recipe book she bought online a few days ago also arrived.

She went to the guard to get the courier, and as soon as she got back to the small apartment, she unpacked the package, took out the recipes and "studied" herself.

Therefore, when Qin Ming returned to the apartment, he was deeply "shocked" by an indescribable smell.

"Mom, what are you messing with? Dark cuisine?" Qin Ming looked at the black mess in the plate, and his stomach was overwhelmed, "Mom, you flew back from the United States for the purpose of 'murdering' your own son. !"

Shen Ru took the recipe and looked at it carefully, "The dough is obviously mixed according to the ratio written on it, and the time is also set according to the instructions..."

"...Mom, if you really want to learn how to cook, you should ask Aunt He to teach you! I will not accompany you!"

Shen Ru felt very sorry to have troubled He Wanqing to make a bento for two, and was even more embarrassed to bother He Wanqing, asking her to accept herself as an apprentice who knew nothing about cooking.

She was quite self-aware of her cooking skills, and after a few days, she didn't bother much, and made some fruit pies for Qin Ming to take to school as dessert every day.

"what--"

"..." Fang Wenrui was very helpless, he didn't say a word to Qin Ming's childish behavior, he poked a small piece of cool and delicious dragon fruit with a toothpick and handed it to his mouth.Almost every day, Qin Ming would "miss" and accidentally drop the toothpick on the ground, and then enjoy Wen Xiaorui's "painful and happy" service for him——

"intentionally."

Qin Ming was chewing dragon fruit, and replied vaguely: "The adjective is deliberate, and the adverb is delicately."

Fang Wenrui said flatly: "Test your phrases."

"on purpose."

"anything else?"

What else... Qin Ming couldn't help frowning.

Fang Wenrui glanced at him inexplicably, "I can't even remember this, and you always pretend to be slippery on purpose, how smooth your skin and how delicate your body are, so that you can't even hold a toothpick?"

Fang Wenrui has learned the concept of being upright in mouth and body. Qin Ming looked at another piece of dragon fruit brought to his mouth. His mood was delicate and complicated. He didn't know whether to open his mouth for a while. ...cough cough!" As soon as he uttered the first sound, his mouth was full.

"Pfft!" Fang Wenrui couldn't help laughing.

Qin Ming gritted his teeth and said, "Wen Xiaorui, you are really getting worse and worse!" He glared at Fang Wenrui who was laughing nonstop, and said, "bydesign."

Fang Wenrui responded softly: "...um."

The midday wind suddenly blows through the gaps between the treetops, stirring the leaves of the whole camphor tree to rustle.The pleated skirt made of finely woven leaves is lifted up mischievously by the cheeky wind, revealing the infinite scenery hidden underneath - the panicle-shaped inflorescences are full of pale yellow and green flowers, fresh and tender. Unable to bear Xia Feng's teasing, they lowered their heads shyly.

...the flowers have already bloomed, and it is almost time for the fruiting season.

On the first day of the college entrance examination, the gentle wind and drizzle, the crystal clear summer rain softened the way to school, and brought a little coolness to the candidates on the sweltering June day.

Qin Ming's examination room was very close to Fang Wenrui's. Fang Wenrui watched Qin Ming enter the examination room before slowly walking towards his own examination room.

Before Qin Ming entered the arena, he leaned into Qin Ming's ear and said four words: "Don't think too much."

Qin Ming knew that Wen Xiaorui was worried that he would be affected by the failure of the three models.He squeezed his serious face, then lightly touched his cheeks with two index fingers, exerted a little force, and put on a funny smiling face, and smiled knowingly at that smiling face himself: "Of order, mylove! "

After more than ten years of hard work, thousands of candidates finally waited for the moment to witness their growth.

During the two days of the college entrance examination, everyone's nerves were highly tense and excited.

On the last day, in the afternoon, the weather had a slight tendency to clear up.When the hand-in bell for the last subject rang, the candidates in dozens of examination rooms all put down their pens in unison, looking at the light blue sky dotted with soft clouds outside the window, waiting for the invigilators to take them away in an orderly manner. It has accumulated their past 12 years and gestated their life answers for decades to come.

"You can go." After counting the number of test papers and confirming that they are correct, the invigilators smiled slightly at the candidates present.

In an examination room, a candidate came out with a smile on his face.

One after another, all the examination rooms were released, and the teaching buildings were noisy up and down.

Some people folded review materials into paper airplanes and threw them into the air, some people ran around the teaching building several times frantically, and some people surrounded the class teacher in the office.

After the quarrel, the students packed up their books and stationery, and said goodbye to their teachers and friends.

Surrounded by gorgeous clouds, the setting sun leaned lazily on the shoulders of distant mountains, and the boundless rays of light warmed the way home for many students.

Qin Ming pedaled the bicycle leisurely, while Fang Wenrui sat comfortably on the back seat of the bicycle.They did not answer the answers impatiently like many candidates, but patiently read the more precious tranquility after the dust settled.

Bicycles drove slowly through intersections on the non-motorized lane, and then turned into a small gate.

Fang Wenrui: "!"

The surrounding scenery seems familiar, just like a distant dream.

Walking to the bank of the Yubai Shuanglong Bridge, Qin Ming pressed the brake with both hands and put one foot on the ground.

"Qin Ming?"

On both sides of the small river, willows are Yiyi.On the boulder not far away, the immortal name of an outstanding student of Y University is majesticly engraved.

Qin Ming turned his head halfway, looked into his dark eyes, and smiled slightly: "You said, we will come here together in 192 days!" "

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The author has something to say: I wrote 9.1w words. The number of words is actually less than I expected, but it is roughly the same. Some plots in the last chapter were deleted after thinking about it, so the whole is still relatively complete.This article was written in July 2016, and now (October), the text is finally over.There are definitely extra episodes, and there are a few episodes that are closely continuous on the timeline, achievement + travel + the first time of the two (allow me to cover my face shyly, and then switch to Weibo) + university +..., There is also a special episode for Mu Yuqin, about her and the guy in her family who has a self-improving voice (this episode will probably be delayed, I am a bit busy recently, in addition to preparing scientific research works, I also need to prepare for level 7, secretly said In one sentence, I still have to indulge in Natsume's gentleness, =w=).

I know that the content of this article is quite boring. I wrote this article earlier because I wanted to write something to remember my college entrance examination that just passed a year ago. In the end, I found that their high school life was still too different from mine. After all, I failed to be down-to-earth, the pen is too tender, and my mentality is full of childishness that cannot be hidden_(:з」∠)_. I hope that the next article "Sir, Your Ticket" can be improved (although I also understand that this is hardly Possibly, "Sir Your Ticket" will be a particularly nonsense article -_-||).

There are many deficiencies in this article. I am very happy to have friends reading the article silently (≧▽≦).I am very grateful to all the friends who read the article. Maybe some of you have passed the hurdle of the college entrance examination, and maybe some of you are still on the long journey of studying for 12 years. No matter what, I wish you all the best of luck. I also hope that everyone is willing to believe in the slightest effort of their own (I will be chicken soup if I disagree again (//?//)).

Finally, thank you again!The TXT of the main text has been uploaded on Weibo (there are also chapters of the full text on Weibo, but it is recommended to read or download it on JJ, because the text on Weibo cannot be modified after it is uploaded, some later in the writing process There are no minor adjustments, ahem, although it is harmless), Weibo @果杨草子, when the episode is finished, a new copy will be uploaded, and then posted on the copy.