Unknown life, surprises and frightens coexist with every step, but Xia He is happy to be at ease.

The daily annoying life of Wei Hong and Huang Yuqiu rose and fell with the sun and the moon, and it was time for the entrance exam in a blink of an eye. When she found her desk with the admission ticket, in a trance, she could feel Xia He and Li Qianhe intertwined in a certain time and space, and then began to write hard.

Regarding Xia He's fate and his whole life, they are all betting on this pen and a roll. She can't lose and won't lose.

Outside the classroom, Zhizhi shouted tirelessly, as if he was going to sing for the rest of his life. The shade of the trees fell on the floor, shattering Natsuwa's imagination. Xia He pulled the hair from his ears and wrote the last answer on the test paper.

There was still an hour before the end of the exam, Xia He held his chin and looked out the window in a daze, many people handed in their papers and left half an hour after the exam started, but Xia He decided to sit until the last moment.

She herself didn't know the reason for doing this, and she was impermanent and half-knowing. Perhaps, she really wanted to put an end to what had happened in the past few years.

Xia He picked up the pen and drew haphazardly on the draft, but in the end nothing came to fruition, she looked at the messy strokes on the paper, and always felt that a corner of her heart was missing, but what it was, she couldn't figure it out for a while.

"Students, there are still thirty minutes left before the paper is handed in. The invigilator stood on the podium and glanced at the classroom, where there were a few people struggling ridiculously.

The teacher's reminder made Xia He pull her mind back, she shook her head, and finally wrote three words on the paper.

"Fang Zeyu!" Xia He almost jumped up, how could he write his name?

It's been almost two months since we last met, and it's been almost a month since we last talked on the phone.

Xia He covered his face, what kind of operation is this, won't it, because of Fang Zeyu's goods, so now he will be a little melancholy?

"I'm not that kind of person!" Xia He covered his head and shouted in his heart.

It must have been too hot recently, and he was a little angry, and he had nowhere to vent, so he was cranky, Xia He comforted himself like this. But this time, she couldn't convince herself no matter what, did Fang Zeyu exist or not, did she fantasize about it or appeared in a dream?

Xia He struggled until the bell rang, and the rest of the people in the classroom flocked to the door, Xia He sat in his seat, waiting for the teacher to come and collect the papers, and then the last one to walk out of the classroom.

She didn't have many things with her, just two pens and a mobile phone. She walked into the crowd, lowered her head and counted her steps, step by step out the door, out of the summer.

She turned on her phone, Wei Hong was one of the people who handed in the papers half an hour after the exam started, and she had already followed the eldest brother who came to pick her up. Huang Yuqiu had her mother to pick her up, and the others also called friends for the last time, Xia He looked up, and he was the only one around.

Xia He stretched a big lazy waist, raised his head and squinted at the sun, bowed his head for too long, and his cervical spine was a little sore.

"This young lady, can you have dinner with Xiaosheng?" a hand reached over to help her pull the corner of her clothes, covering her exposed belly.

Xia He was taken aback, quickly put his hand down, tidied up his clothes, and then turned around, ready to see which bold fanatic dared to eat her Xia He's tofu in broad daylight.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned around, he crashed into a solid chest. Xia He was stunned for a moment, and the light smell of perfume entered her nose, making her mind completely blank.