Late at night, a gust of mountain wind blew some smoke through the cracks in the rocks, and also blew away the fire, piling up ashes around the campfire, as if telling of the burning of the past.

Maybe they were too tired, or maybe it was the time of deep sleep in the dead of night, Su Ying and Donnami couldn't resist the invasion of drowsiness and had fallen asleep peacefully.

Looking at Su Ying with a shallow smile on the corner of her mouth, she must have dreamed of something happy in her dream, and Donnamei, when she fell asleep, looked the same as usual, her stunning face revealed a frivolous charm, and her slender and delicate eyebrows were like two elves on her cheeks, giving people a sense of beauty in her liveliness.

Yang Yi looked at the two who were already asleep, and did not fall asleep like them, but his eyes were full of vigilance, in case the "enemy army" made a surprise attack, after all, he had only killed two "enemies" not long ago.

Yang Yi habitually took out a cigarette from his pocket and put it in his mouth, but this time it was not as usual, lit with a lighter, but with a burning branch, this action was around his grandfather since he was a child, and he subtly learned from his grandfather, but at that time, he definitely didn't think that he would repeat the same action as his grandfather many years later, and even from the action of lighting a cigarette is very similar.

Silently took a deep puff of cigarette, the pungent smell of inferior cigarettes was instantly inhaled into his lungs, filled with a faint sense of heat, and then slowly flowed out from his mouth and nose, drifting into the air, and disappeared after a while.

The space-time tunnel suddenly opened, and the beautiful memories of the past were pouring into Yang Yi's mind like a tide, it always habitually appeared at night, maybe then no one could know the password, but it may have forgotten the wind.

After experiencing conflicts with Wen Xiao and a rebellious period in his life, Yang Yi ushered in the first most important exam in his life so far - the high school entrance examination.

In the lunar calendar recorded by the ancients, June is called midsummer or lotus moon, and August is also called mid-autumn or laurel moon, which is a season when osmanthus flowers are in full bloom.

Yang also remembers that the weather was very hot on the day of the high school entrance examination, the scorching sun scorched the earth like fire, and the churning heat wave on the ground visible to the naked eye standing in the shade.

However, although the weather was hot, it did not affect Yang Yi's performance in the slightest, and after a few days of exams, Yang Yi felt that his performance should not be very bad.

When all the test subjects were over, when Yang Yi found Wen Xiao, he found that Wen Xiao couldn't be happy, and Yang Yi could see the uneasiness from Wen Xiao's face.

Yang Yi walked to Wen Xiao and didn't speak, Wen Xiao saw Yang Yi come to him, as if he suddenly had something to rely on, and buried his head in Yang Yi's arms.

Quiet, quiet, still!! can be heard when a pin drops.

The candidates who were originally coming and going were stunned by Wen Xiao's sudden lying in Yang Yi's arms, their exaggerated expressions as if they had been struck by lightning, and their mouths opened wide to feel that they could swallow the eggs that had just been taken out of the chicken coop.

In fact, Yang Yi was also taken aback by Wen Xiao's sudden move, although it seems that the two must have had intimate actions beyond their age in private, but it was only in an environment with the two of them, and at this time, it was indeed in full view.

Perhaps in today's society, it is very common for junior high school students to fall in love, but in the relatively conservative era of Yang Yi and Wen Xiao, let alone hugging in public, even secretly holding hands seems to be "walking in the trend of the times".

Although Yang Yi was also frightened, but he was fortunate not to be intimidated at the time, otherwise the result might be that Wen Xiao would never pay attention to him for the rest of his life, and when Yang Yi came to his senses, he let Wen Xiao lie in his arms, and gently patted Wen Xiao's back, and comforted him softly: "It's okay, what about me?"

And this sentence also seems to imply Yang Yi's next move, a decision that makes many teachers and their relatives hate itchy, but there is nothing to be done, it can only be done by Yang Yi's temperament.