When Yun Shanshan hugged the pillow and returned to the dormitory, looking at Qiu Ying's empty bed, her mind also drifted with the wind for a moment. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 However, Yun Shanshan sometimes feels that she also has a wind-like quality in her temperament, that is, sometimes her temperament is not too stable, so sometimes, her concentration on anything does not last long. At this time, Yun Shanshan hugged the pillow and looked at Qiu Ying's empty bed, and almost a moment later, Yun Shanshan regained her feelings. After all, Qiu Ying is just Qiu Ying, and to put it bluntly, he is also an outsider except Yun Shanshan. Yun Shanshan feels that she is herself, others are others, the best or the best feeling is also the kind of person who belongs outside of herself. In addition to themselves, who else can people care about the most?

I paid attention to Qiu Ying for a while inexplicably, and in the end, Yun Shanshan still put this down, after all, she is the most important thing. Now, Yun Shanshan's mind quickly returned to her own from others. And, I began to wonder how to spend the afternoon.

As a student, especially a student at one of the 72 key high schools in the country, Yun Shanshan naturally knows that learning is the most important thing, and she also understands that the importance of learning is actually not very large. Diligence is much more important than intelligence, so every student in this school, if they have a little gain is better academic performance, there is also a little gain is to understand that if they want to get, they must pay a lot more than others. Therefore, after this big and earth-shaking saliva-dripping nap, Yun Shanshan naturally naturally put her mind on learning again, which may be a trivial matter for others, but a big thing for herself or the students of this school.

Yun Shanshan made a decision almost without thinking much about her brain, that is, to spend all of her upcoming afternoon studying.

After settling down like this, Yun Shanshan's face and the corners of her mouth showed a slight faint but also proud habitual and somewhat numb smile and smile. Isn't it, learning is a very fulfilling thing. Yun Shanshan's heart was filled with a sense of pride in learning at the moment.

At this moment, Yun Shanshan almost completely forgot that there was actually another person in the dormitory who had been thinking about her, and that person was Zhang Ping, who was still locked in a mosquito net.

Because the mosquito net is not too transparent, and under the action of light, that is, the inside of the mosquito net is darker, and the light outside is brighter, so the people in the mosquito net can clearly see the world outside the mosquito net, while the people in the outside world generally can't see what the inside of the mosquito net looks like.

To be honest, students who put mosquito nets on their beds, especially those who put them on their beds, are often the ones who value their privacy. And a brainless person like Yun Shanshan also installed a mosquito net, but Yun Shanshan didn't think so much about it when she chose a mosquito net. In the supermarket, she just took a thing called a mosquito net and hung it on the bed, never thinking about how transparent or opaque it was, so the quality and effect of the mosquito net that Yun Shanshan hung on the bed completely depended on luck.

And in the end, Yun Shanshan's luck is a bit ridiculous if it is speculated by a shrewd person. That is, this mosquito net is a thick canvas, and no matter if you look inside from the outside, or from the inside to the outside, you can't see each other clearly. Therefore, although the net is mosquito-proof, it is very stuffy. It is precisely because of this characteristic that Yun Shanshan sometimes does not put mosquito nets when she sleeps.

Students are generally more simple and unpretentious, Yun Shanshan also has this general characteristic of the Chinese people, since you have bought a mosquito net, you can't throw it away, buy a new one, that is too expensive. Yun Shanshan chose to use it, although she was a little reluctant to herself, but she was very safe in her heart. Therefore, Yun Shanshan's mosquito net has also become a scenery in this dormitory, and many times, some girls who are not afraid of Yun Shanshan's eccentric and unpredictable personality will make fun of Yun Shanshan because of the mosquito net. However, Yun Shanshan can only say that the supermarket is not authentic, and she can't blame herself.

Just when Yun Shanshan was about to make up some books on the bed and leave the dormitory and go to the classroom, Zhang Ping, who had been diagonally opposite Yun Shanshan's clinic, never fell asleep. To be honest, Zhang Ping feels a little tired now. When almost all the girls in the dormitory fell asleep, the thick sleepy atmosphere did infect and affect Zhang Ping. However, perhaps because Zhang Ping's nature has a kind of cells and resistance that are not affected by anything outside the world, therefore, at this time, Zhang Ping still didn't let herself fall asleep unconsciously, although she was a little tired, but Zhang Ping's subconscious felt that this was very suitable for herself.

Now, Zhang Ping is lying on the bed, her body is also in that resting posture, and the quilt is also covering her body, but Zhang Ping's brain has been active, and it is full of content. And because of this activity, Zhang Ping's eyes always can't help but or unconsciously pay attention to the outside world, especially to Zhang Ping's own surprise, she is always paying attention to Yun Shanshan.

To be honest, Zhang Ping didn't want to be like a cautious resentful woman, who was hurt a little bit, and had to take revenge on herself. However, for some reason, this time, Zhang Ping felt that she was badly injured. In Zhang Ping's heart, maybe it's because he minds. Maybe it's because this is the feeling of the legend that is a bit similar to first love. For Li Jie, Zhang Ping feels that the feeling she is trapped in is very similar to the legendary first love, or maybe it is the secret love in the first love. Wishful thinking, but so profound that people can't get out, in this sweetness and loneliness and hurt, although they know stupidity, but they can't extricate themselves. And this kind of feeling similar to first love is that everyone must have a last time in their life, just like they have never had smallpox and measles. Although this kind of emotional damage is sometimes the same as that of a virus, the feelings of the parties are also diverse. Although there is sourness, there is also sweetness, and although there is pain, there is also happiness. And, almost everyone cherishes their first love feelings as much as they cherish themselves.