We sat in the corner by the window from the position by the door, Zhao Shiyue and I sat in the last row, Tang Yucheng and Knitting in the front, and in the front were mourning and the girls from another group. They seem familiar. Zhao Shiyue frowned and looked in the direction of the mourning message, and then never raised her head again.

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"What a coincidence, Siyu. ”

"Do you have to pretend to sigh in the face of things that you already know? ”

"It's fun to pretend you're completely unaware, isn't it?"

"Huh. ”

"I heard you've got a new girlfriend again. ”

"It's none of your business. ”

"It's none of my business, it's none of my business, I just didn't expect you to be such a scumbag. ”

Feng Wucai said with a disdainful expression on his face while holding his hands on his chest.

"Are you embarrassed to say me? Don't think I don't know what you're doing. ”

"Tsk. ”

"It's still that awkward character that can't be felt. ”

"It's better than a woman who doesn't treat people as human beings. ”

"It is a fact that useless people live in the world as waste of resources. ”

"The kind of garbage that thinks he's useful, it's the most unbeatable person. ”

"What else can a person who imposes his own opinion on others without taking it upon himself be lazy arrogance?"

"People who are obviously nosy and scold others for being arrogant are the real arrogance. ”

Feng Wucai was silent for a moment and said.

"Oh, that's a shame. ”

"Ah, that's what you do. ”

"So, how did you do with that guy?"

"I'm very good with her, very affectionate, I'm ready to get married after graduating from high school, but it's none of your business. ”

"Are you sure you're not talking nonsense because you're not calm. ”

"Ha, I'm very calm, unlike some people who have a chaotic private life who are still disgusted with life. ”

"Say it as if you like it. ”

"yes, I love life now. ”

"You've changed. ”

Suddenly, the words that stopped being frivolous touched on the mourning oracle.

"Tsk. ”

"You said it. ”

"I'm sick of it. ”

"You shouldn't have someone you like. ”

"Otherwise, what, to accompany you to the cursed world?"

"It shouldn't be like this, you're not like that. ”

"The world is changing, colorful, and we are not the children who hated the world anymore. ”

At this point, the mourning oracle's tone became serious.

"Tsk, where have you been?"

"It's been three months since we dated, what do you say?"

"Are you serious this time?"

"I'm serious every time, I just don't find the right one. ”

"Heh, it seems that there is a lot of false news. ”

"You're the one who believes the false news, that's the problem. ”

"Ah, thank you so much for your 'wise' advice. ”

"Wise?"

"Remember how we met?"

"I won't forget the kid who looked at me with desperate eyes and said, 'I hate the world.'" ”

"I also remember you vividly when you said, 'Are you going to be a child who complains about the world?' ”

"And now, have you chosen to take it?"

"I'm sick of it. ”

"Tell me, please. ”

Mourning looked at Feng Wucai, and he saw the same desperate and uneasy eyes that he had ten years ago.

"Sorry, I don't understand. ”

"Sure enough, the world is changing, and the only one who hasn't changed is me. ”

"On the contrary, the only constant is the world, which has been destined for everything in itself from the moment of its birth, and the only thing that can give it change is we who see it, even if it is ......"

"Even if it will eventually be assimilated?"

Mourning looked at Feng Wucai, who had answered for him, and stopped talking.

"At least ......"

"At least you tried?"

For a long time, Mourning and Feng Wucai have been understanding each other too well, so they can't understand each other after all.

"What are you kidding, you bastard, is all you give is something so fragile?"

"All that has been imposed on you is me, who is dead. ”

"I'm sorry, Colorful, I've always been a child. ”

Ding dong~

The bell for the end of class interrupted the conversation between the two, and each other silently packed up their things before fleeing in despair.

*

"Xueyu, do you want to read a book?"

Zhao Shiyue said to me who had just finished washing.

"Yes, what kind of book is it?"

"It is a book about an arrogant male protagonist and a prejudiced female protagonist. ”

"Ah, I think I've heard of this book. ”

I moved the chair over and read with Zhao Shiyue.

Zhao Shiyue briefly told the previous story.

At first, there will always be some awkward time lag because of each other's different reading speeds, but maybe because of the small differences, we can still read well together in the end.

10：40

The dormitory was pitch black in an instant.

"Ah, it's so dark. ”

"I'll look for a lamp. ”

When Zhao Shiyue was groping, the lights were already lit up there.

With this light, Zhao Shiyue also successfully found her desk lamp.

"That, Xueyu, I'm going to wash up, you, by the way, let's take a look at this book I've finished reading first, it's pretty good. ”

"By the way, have you seen it?"

I looked at the book and shook my head.

"I've heard of it, but I haven't seen it yet. ”

"Then you can watch for a while, I'll go wash up first. ”

"Hmm. ”

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door outside.

"Hmm~ It should be Tang Yucheng who is back. ”

I walked to the door and opened it.

"Welcome back. ”

"Oh, oh, do you want to say 'I'm back'"

"Hee-hee. ”

Tang Yucheng's face looked a little ruddy, and he didn't know what he had done before.

"Are you going to be in love? ”

"You're just in love, your whole family is in love. It's like someone has a fancy for me. ”

"Eh~ I'm autistic, I don't even want to mock you. ”

"mua~ (tongue sticking out)"

Tang Yucheng stuck out his tongue at Zhao Shiyue and left.

I gently closed the door and walked back to my bedroom, and I didn't know if it was curiosity or something else, so I couldn't help but walk behind the knit.

"Why?"

"Hmm~ want to see what you're doing. ”

Knitting was doing math problems I couldn't understand, and the page was full of black and red inkblots.

"Won't it be boring?"

"It's boring to have nothing to do. ”

Knitted took off the headphones and talked to me.

"It seems to make sense. ”

"It's just the truth. ”

"What math problems are you doing?"

"Derivatives, conic curves or something. ”

"Sounds so classy. ”

"You'll know when you learn it. ”

"Well, but I don't think I can learn it. ”

"It should be as simple as that...... Are you bad at math?"

"Well, my comprehension skills are a bit poor. ”