"The opening exam, the opening exam, the happy opening exam, the happy opening exam. Jiang Cheng was holding a pencil case and chattering beside him.

Qiao Yu pushed her, "Okay, little fool, the exam room has arrived." He smiled and touched her forehead, "I'm afraid this kid is not in an accident, my father is taking the exam next door and notifying me of the illness." ”

"It's here. Jiang Cheng sighed, a little sluggish, "Son, I'm going to the battlefield again, Dad, come on." ”

The last test was in English, and the questions were decent, and many people were drowsy. At this time, most of the exam time had passed, and Qiao Yu looked at the dark sky outside the window, and sighed that it was raining again on the exam day. She sighed, which created a good atmosphere for many classmates crying and fainting in the toilet.......

As soon as the bell rang for the end of the exam, everyone poured out of the exam room, and within a few minutes, the corridor became flooded.

As soon as Jiang Cheng saw Qiao Yu, he took her hand, "Run, run, run, if you don't leave, the commissary will be full again." ”

"Eh, slow down. "The rain was pouring down, mixed with the cold wind of winter, and the black waves were set off behind the girls.

"The results of this exam will be available before Friday, so I'm so panicked. Jiang Cheng looked at the long queue in front of him, his face was like ashes, "Qiao Yu, what did you choose the last question of reading comprehension C? I feel that the protagonist is both pitiful and aggrieved, is there any difference between the two?"

"I don't know, it's up to fate. Qiao Yu took a bag of potato chips on the shelf, "It's not the first time that the English answer has been ambiguous. ”

"Alas, life is a matter of choice, and survival or destruction is a matter of thought. ”

"Alright, Master. Don't understand life, the bill has been settled in front, has the money in the campus card been saved?"

"Ah, master, there may be some tension in the balance of the card, please ask Dad to help me pay it in advance. ”

Qiao Yu touched Jiang Cheng's brain with amusement and helplessness, "This is the umpteenth time...... Daddy's money has been squandered by you, a white-eyed wolf. ”

"Thank you Dad. ”

Qiao Yu drank the last sip of Yongyou, it was already nine o'clock in the evening, and the evening self-study was finally over. The people in the classroom also left in a sparse manner.

Qiao Yu rubbed his eyes, sorted out his schoolbag, and prepared to get up and go home.

"Jiang Cheng, I'll go first. What are you going to have for breakfast tomorrow morning?"

"I want to eat rice balls, loin and meat floss, thank you for your encounter. Jiang Cheng waved the broom in his hand and said good night to Qiao Yu.

This is the end of the day of the third year of high school. For every student in No. 1 Middle School, life is like a bowl of white rice, so boring that there is no trace of taste to chew, and it looks so pale in the mouth. The glutinous rice that can't be eaten at school is a warm comfort for Jiang Cheng.

"Verified passed. After Qiao Yu walked out of the campus after swiping his card, he was ready to take the last train home.

"Encounter. A familiar voice came from behind, like a bright star in the dark.

"Brother. Qiao Yu said in surprise, "Did Dad ask you to pick me up?"

"Well, today we just finished a project, and the tutor gave us a week off. Song Qingyan took Qiao Yu's schoolbag, "I bought you a cup of milk tea, thinking that you little girls love to drink this." ”

Song Qingyan plugged in the straw and handed it over, "How about it?" I don't drink much milk tea, but I still asked the girl who just bought it before, and she said that you all love to drink this. ”

"Thank you, brother, my dad won't let me drink it, they think milk tea is not good for your health. "The warmth of oolong milk tea is like the delicacy of Song Qingyan, with a bitter aftertaste. Qiao Yu blinked, "However, we young people all say that this is a good thing. ”

"Silly girl, why are you still like a child. ”

The street lamp on the side of the bus stop was a little pale, and Qiao Yu looked at the familiar No. 666 bus coming from the side of the road, as if it was the last train to take her home every day from the end of the night.

The door slowly opened, and the cold air from outside poured in.

"Did you do well in the exam? I heard that there is a school entrance exam today?" Song Qingyan asked Qiao Yu to sit down in a seat by the window, and he himself sat down in the aisle.

"Yuyu, are you listening?" Song Qingyan patted Qiao Yu gently, letting her eyes come back from the darkness outside the window. His fingers pointed to the scarf, motioning for Qiao Yu to look up, and then untied the scarf around her neck.

Qiao Yu's eyes were a little evasive, "Well, there will be every semester." The little girl turned her head again, "Brother, why do you want to pick me up today?"

"I feel guilty when I see your final grades. Seeing the loss in the little girl's eyes, Song Qingyan touched her head comfortingly, "Just kidding, my brother never minds whether his grades are good or bad." ”

"I also came from when I was a student, and a lot of things don't matter that much now. Song Qingyan lowered his head, his gentle gaze meeting in the cold air.

It's like two firewoods in winter, intertwined with each other's temptations.

"I just want to help you do my best before the college entrance examination. ”

"Thankfully, you gave me a chance. ”

......

Qiao Yu looked at the large red roll in front of him, and wanted to cry without tears, "Brother, I'm not sure about what I'm circulating, you can help me take a look." ”

"Hmm...... In case of encounter, this question should be unified and deformed first, and then moved over. Song Qingyan spoke seriously, unaware that the little girl next to him was thinking about herself.

It was a pair of slender and powerful hands, the tips of the fingers were neatly trimmed, and they were so clean that they smelled of abstinence.

"If only we could hold hands," Qiao Yu thought. We interlocked our fingers and heard the joints of each other's fingers click. It just so happened that you found my place at your fingertips, and at that moment, the huge flower that bloomed in your heart suddenly closed.

The fawn rampaged.

"Brother, we have a parent-teacher conference on Saturday, can you come over?"

"Don't want Mom and Dad to go?"

"I don't want them to worry, in case they don't do well in the exam. ”

"Okay, then I'll go. ”

"Thank you, brother!" the girl smiled like a flower at that moment.

And that smile Song Qingyan remembered for a long time. The long-lost innocence and joy collided with each other in the dark night, rubbing into a dazzling light.

"Brother Yanyan, it's eleven o'clock. Why don't you stay at my house? ”

Song Qingyan put down the pen, he was a little indescribably emotional, but it seemed to be blocked by a very thick ice wall, and he sank into the cold at the other end.

"Forget it. He sighed softly, "My roommate is still waiting for me to go back." ”

"I'll see you tomorrow. He smiled softly, raised his hand and touched Qiao Yu's head, like a warm wind.

"Okay...... "Okay" was a little disappointed, but also a little satisfied.

The girl lowered her head and smiled slightly, she thought: "Some people are already beautiful when they can meet in their lifetime, and as for the future, or they will have it, they will only know in the future." ”

In my lifetime, I am happy to meet each other.