Chapter 1: Memories (I)

At the end of the class, the sound in the classroom gradually increased, Ah Hua at the next desk pulled the jump rope wrapped around the desk, and the sound of clapping balls was also heard from the board report at the back of the classroom. Don't guess, the next class will have to be physical education.

My name is Lu Lu, a science student in high school, not that I don't like physical education class, in this city key high school, high-intensity learning mode and a lot of homework, but also to ensure that the main class teacher does not occupy the class, we can take an outdoor activity class, it is simply the big guys looking forward to the stars and the moon. Just, pedi class, I'll meet him...

"All students, turn right!" "Run and go!" The physical education teacher whistled, and the class of 48 people trotted around the basketball court one by one. Every time I run, I always have a question that I can't understand, why do the team leader's classmates always keep us dissuading us from running so fast forever? Maybe one day I will become the leader of the team, so that I can understand the meaning. However, there should be no opportunity for me to play, I am very ordinary, the kind of person whose naming rate will not be higher than five percent, and it is also the kind of person who mentions the name of the classmate after many years and has to think for a long time to match the face of the villain on the graduation photo.

Five minutes passed, and finally stopped, I gasped for breath, the cold air made my throat dry and sore, and then it was gymnastics, from the first stretch to the sixth knee ring, which took 8 minutes. A lesson is forty-five minutes, and the rest of the time is the real reason why we yearn for this physical education class – free movement.

I didn't go to play badminton with my sister, nor did I play sandbags with the circle, I just found a relatively clean step and sat down, wrapped in a down jacket, and stared at the self-trained boy who was playing in front of me, maybe only I knew, and my eyes had already tilted to the other side with the fluttering heart.

Tatsukazu, my... Ex-boyfriend, i proposed to him a month ago to break up, and it's clear that now I,' very regretful. Under the basketball box on the right, there is a very fierce duel, and the focus on the court must be him, of course, not only because he is the protagonist of my story, but also possibly, he really... Very high. He is very tall, with a height of 1.93 meters and shuttles among the many boys with an average of 1.78 meters, which makes people have to pay attention to him. Because of this, every time I can identify in the crowd, not only by the familiar feeling, his size is the highest existence I have ever seen.

"This side, this side..." Despite the distance, I was still on the noisy basketball court, I heard his voice, and then he turned around and easily dunked a ball. Not surprisingly, cheers and screams followed.

Wait a minute? scream? schoolgirl?

I gritted my teeth and shifted my gaze a little further to the right, and sure enough, on the far right of the basketball court stood a row of girls, the one with the most active hand shaking was wearing a plush ear bag, and next to her was wearing a pink down jacket with her arm in arm, huh? Why is that girl still wearing stockings in the winter? I sucked in my nose and looked down at myself, short hair, dark green down jacket, in order to put on cotton pants, and then a fattened version of elastic waist pants... Eh, "what to compare with others, and what identity can be close to him, even if you say hello now it seems that it will only make him embarrassed" The tears swirled unconsciously, as if the next second was going to drip on the heart, he was still like that, silent, maybe there was no me in my heart or eyes...