Run Out of My Life

    "Su Zu, Su Zu, wake up..."

    It seemed that a long nightmare had passed, a voice kept ringing in his ears, he raised his head hazy, a blue figure swayed in front of him in a slightly dazed line of sight.

    "Su Zu, hurry up, it's gym class." The blue figure seemed a little impatient, and gave him a nudge.

    His lost focus gradually pulled back and landed on the figure in front of him, stunned.

    Standing in front of him was a round-faced teenager with dark skin and slightly browned hair sticking to his forehead, because he was a little fat, and his blue school uniform was also held up chubby.

    Something unfamiliar and a little familiar.

    "Peng...Peng Cheng?" He shouted subconsciously.

    The boy was his best junior high school classmate. I remember the last time we met was the winter after his accident. At that time, Peng Cheng was already fat and had a big belly. I heard His post-mortem visit.

    The two didn't say much from the beginning to the end, just silently left 2,000 yuan beside his bed before leaving, and then took his wife and children to other places.

    At this moment, he realized that the environment he was in turned out to be an old classroom.

    Looking up, you can see some grayish white walls around the sides, four long-axis fluorescent lamps hanging from the ceiling above, and the top right in front of it is "Study hard, go up every day" The red slogan. Below the slogan is a blackboard that is more than two meters long and one meter wide. You can vaguely see the unwiped chalk writing. In front of the blackboard is a half-person-high brown wooden podium, with a few mottled paint. .

    In a small classroom, dozens of desks and stools are densely packed, making the already limited space more and more crowded.

    "This is my junior high school classroom?!" He couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality at the moment.

    "Su Zu, you're sleepy, hurry up and go to gym class."

    The round-faced boy pushed him, saw him wake up, and pulled him to stand up from his seat, "Don't be in a daze, today is Lao Ao's gym class, you will be punished if you go late. ."

    "Physical Education? Lao Ao?"

    He was a little confused, these words sounded unfamiliar to him, but he seemed to have a little impression.

    Clap!

     Being pulled by the round-faced boy, he got up and failed to stand firm, and accidentally kicked the long wooden bench under him. The kind of long stool with a thick solid wood board and four feet, hard and strong. After kicking his body, he swayed slightly, staggered slightly, and subconsciously put his hand on the table and stood firm again.

    Wait!

    Am I standing up?

    Su Zu's eyes widened, his body stiffened for a second, then he slowly lowered his head and saw some faded blue school pants and a pair of white ribbed sports shoes.

    The memory seems to be a long time ago. There are only two blue and white school uniforms, and they have been changed repeatedly.

    This pair of pull-back sneakers was a gift from his mother when he was in junior high school. His family is in the countryside. Before he started to work, his family conditions had always been food and clothing. The tuition fee of 300 yuan for the first year of junior high school was still borrowed. That year, when he was in junior high school, his mother was afraid that he would be laughed at by his classmates if he wore the old green Jiefang shoes, so he picked tea in the tea farm for two days before buying them for him.

    His middle school years have been very well protected, because the sneakers are white, and every time they are washed and dried, they are covered with white paper, so that the uppers of the shoes will turn yellow.

    The memory of the shoes was just a flash, and his attention quickly stayed on his legs.

    Stand firmly on the ground with two feet, not at all in that last dark memory, no matter how hard or external stimuli are used, he is unaware.

    In the painful memory of that nightmare, struggling on the hospital bed and wheelchair for three years, such great pain and despair, nothing is more important than a healthy body.

    At this moment, even without looking, he clearly felt that his legs were back again, and he could easily arch his instep, move his toes, and even exert himself a little bit, and his thighs and calves would rest on his calf. Every muscle of his body can collapse tightly, extremely natural.

    Looking at the unfamiliar and familiar environment around him, feeling the vigorous vitality and seemingly endless energy coming from his body, he stood there and suddenly grinned.

    "I'm back, back when I was fifteen years old when I was in the third year of junior high."

    Travel? Reborn?

    In the most difficult days of his life, in order to anesthetize himself and escape from reality, he watched many online novels, movies and TV, many of which talked about rebirth and returning to the past, and now It really happened to him.

    "You took the wrong medicine, Su Zu, why are you grinning, hurry up and leave!"

    The round-faced boy standing beside him looked at his best friend, smirked stupidly, touched his thighs and calves from time to time, and jumped there, his expression was a little speechless.

    "Forget it, I'm too lazy to care about you."

    Peng Cheng shook his head, twisted his slightly fat body, and quickly got out of the classroom.

    When Su Zu came back to his senses, he found that the classroom was empty, and subconsciously followed him out of the classroom.

    The sunlight outside the classroom was dazzling, with long flower beds and rough and mottled concrete aisles.

    Su Zu stood under the shade tree beside the flowerbed, the sky was bright blue, the slanted sunlight shone on the buildings and all kinds of grass and trees near and far, on the aisle beside, there were dozens of twos from time to time Playful teenage girls.

    This is my middle school, Yangxin Middle School.

    bell bell bell—

    A rush of electric bells rang out, and the students who were still wandering outside slowly, like ducks being twisted back to their nests, burrowed into their classrooms.

    "A gym class?"

    A few minutes after the electric bell rang, Su Zucai remembered what Peng Cheng was talking about, and followed those yellowed memories and walked outside.

    Yangxin Middle School is a public middle school run by a town below Wuxing County. If you want to go to high school, you have to go to the county seat of Wuxing County.

    In the early 2000s, the conditions of township middle schools have been unable to keep up. Wuxing County itself is a rare poor county in a developed coastal province. In his previous life, in Su Zu's memory, until more than ten years after his graduation, there was not much change except for one more teaching building.

    There are two playgrounds in Yangxin Middle School. One is a basketball court in the middle of several dormitories in the school. Another large playground is a large walled open space next to the campus by the river.

    Su Zu walked out along the corridors of the two rows of classrooms, and passed two rusted iron doors, and his vision suddenly opened up.

    A large piece of sandy land came into view, and in the bright sunlight, it was slightly dizzy. In the farthest distance is a high dam, and various high and low railings are erected along the wall.

    As soon as he walked into the playground, Su Zu saw the male and female classmates lined up in the distance from a distance. Standing at the front of the line was a tall boy who was taking the lead in moving his hands and feet to warm up.

    "Suzu is here."

    In the warm-up crowd, a sharp-eyed boy saw Su Zu and suddenly shouted.

    At one time, more than fifty eyes from the whole class fell on him.

    Su Zu looked calm, subconsciously thinking that if it was his former self, I am afraid that this would be looked at by so many people, and he should be embarrassed. It's just that in the next ten years or so, running around in business, giving speeches, and starting classes, my mentality has become calm. Not to mention a group of junior high school students staring at him, even if there are thousands of people in the venue, it can take half an hour to get rid of the manuscript.

    The team of more than 50 people was divided into four rows, the first two rows were girls and the last two rows were boys. In the team of boys at the back, Su Zu saw Peng Cheng's round body at a glance, and was winking at him with a narrow look. There were also a few boys who shook their waists and twisted their butts and laughed, with expressions of schadenfreude on their faces.

    Su Zu saw these immature faces, and most of them didn't remember their names. They haven't met for nearly 20 years. Some of them are familiar at first glance, but only a few names come to mind.

    The leader of the exercise should be Guo Wenxu, a representative of the sports department.

    The bearded strong man is Ao Dingping, a physical education teacher. He has instructed himself in high jumping and running. He looks at a rough man, but his voice is a little shrill. Most boys call him privately. Old Ao.

    "Ao... Teacher Ao... I'm late."

    Su Zu walked in front of the Oding plane, maybe he was not quite used to it, and he was a little hesitant to speak.

    "Go for a couple of laps, then come back and talk to me."

    Ao Dingping glanced at Su Zu sideways, put the folder in his hand behind him, and said lightly with his chin raised.

    "Uh..."

    Su Zu was stunned for a moment, this nose is gray, and he doesn't feel embarrassed with the face he has learned later, just a strong man with a big beard, that arrogant His demeanor made him feel a little amused.

    "Hahaha...Su Zu, let you sleep in the classroom."

    In the team of the third (third) class who were warming up, when they heard Ao Dingping's words, they hula and let out a burst of laughter. The boys grinned and gloated, and the girls pursed their lips and snickered.

    "Teacher Ao, how can four hundred meters be enough, how can one thousand meters be needed..."

    "Su Zu may have run away, don't run too much, he can't move."

    Su Zu didn't feel embarrassed when he looked at the boys and girls who were making a fuss, but rather missed such youth. After all, mentally and ideologically, he is already a weirdo in his thirties.

    It's been a long time, my junior high school friends.

    The penalty for running late is a feature of Ao Dingping's physical education class. Many students in township middle schools have poor discipline. In addition, in the past few years, when videotapes of young and dangerous boys in Hong Kong and Taiwan were popular, students were contaminated by gangs and social gangsters, and PE classes often skipped classes and were late.

    Ao Dingping is basically a measure for this situation, a penalty run.

    Su Zu actually understands in his heart that although it is a penalty run, from the perspective of a physical education teacher, a teenager has no time limit. In fact, running two or three laps is a warm-up exercise .

    Su Zu lowered his head and fastened his shoelaces, and started running on the cinder track, the sound of his footsteps rustling.

    His sports performance in junior high school is still very good among his peers. He took second place in the 100-meter sprint in the school sports meeting, and first in the high jump. Later, when I was in high school, because of the serious partiality, I once considered practicing sports to become a sports student, but finally gave up because of the opposition from my family.

    The playground runway of Yangxin Middle School is paved with cinders. In 2001, the conditions of a township middle school were almost the same.

    Because the big playground is surrounded by a large piece of sandy farmland by the river, the place is not small. However, due to funding problems, only two runways were designed. One straight runway that crosses the two ends of the entire playground is about 120 to 30 meters long, of which 60 to 70 meters are covered with cinder, and the rest are hard mud. land. Another slightly decent runway paved with cinders is the 200-meter circular runway that Su Zu currently runs.

    Su Zu ran slowly along the track, feeling a young and healthy body that he had never experienced before, and there was an indescribable joy in his heart.