The days passed in an orderly manner, and before I knew it, more than ten days had passed. Although the time spent on pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info was not too much, for all the students in the third year of high school, this daily flow of arrows made them feel a greater pressure that they couldn't understand.

The school is still the same school, the classroom is the same classroom, the playground is the playground, the cafeteria is the cafeteria, and all the people in it are the same as they were, but all the people are slowly changing. Unknowingly。。。。。。

Since that inexplicable morning passed, everything has returned to its original state, back to its original trajectory. In this almost immutable learning life, in Yun Shanshan's brain, except for knowledge, there is a blank.

After more than ten days, the days that had been a little hot and dry suddenly became cold, and the weather became a little abnormal. It was a weekend evening, but because most of the students were boarders, they lived out of town, and because they were busy with their studies, they didn't go home and stayed in school. Saturday was the same day, but on Sunday it was suddenly dark, and every now and then rain began to fall in the sky.

In this kind of weather, the mood of the students is not very good. Some of them stayed in the classroom for a while, then returned to their dormitories, and then many climbed into bed and read books in the somewhat dark room. In the evening, the rain began to fall heavier and heavier. In the heavy rain there was also a dull sound of thunder. In the midst of this thunder, some people went into the bed, and even hid in the bed and read with a flashlight. It seems that this isolation is a bit like an ostrich hiding its head in a crevice in a stone when it is in danger, allowing itself to feel a moment of silence and a kind of self-deception and false harmony.

In the evening, when the weather is getting darker, the thunder is getting louder.

The cafeteria is just across the street from the girls' dormitory, so you don't have to walk too far to get there. It was originally a very convenient thing to go to the cafeteria for dinner, but for some reason, this day became a great difficulty in the eyes of many people.

Because it is the third year of high school, in order to save everyone's time against time, the school generally arranges the dormitories of the third year of high school on the first floor, which can save the time of students because of walking to the greatest extent. Therefore, going to the cafeteria to eat should be the most convenient and simple thing for these senior high school students. However, now, these senior high school students are almost all nested in the dormitory, and among the students who appear to eat in the school cafeteria, the number of senior high school students is the smallest, not only the least, but also more than a little less than other ages.

Yun Shanshan is also one of these people who don't learn well and have an irregular life. Now, Yun Shanshan is holding a book in her hand, her head is against the pillow that she is almost squeezed under the bed, her eyes are covered with a thin layer of glass, one hand is holding a flashlight, the other, holding a book, on the book, Yun Shanshan is too familiar to be familiar with those tadpole-like words.

This self-isolation and isolation approach is the most popular among everyone, especially in the third year of high school.

In the third year of high school, because of the nervousness of studying, everyone consciously or unintentionally isolated themselves from others and sealed themselves off. This kind of blockade is a situation of trying to do at the beginning, but over time, it unconsciously becomes a habit, and even becomes more and more accustomed to it, and finally becomes a kind of thing in one's personality or character. Maybe one day when you suddenly wake up and want to reverse something, you find that it is too late. I don't know when this quality is engraved in everyone's bones like a brand, and it is impossible to get rid of it in the depths of the character.

Self-isolation, or even self-intoxication in self-isolation, has become a consciousness and habit that many students will never get rid of in their future lives.

Now, Yun Shanshan is holding a pillow on her head, holding a book in one hand and a flashlight in the other, nesting in the quilt and working hard, but unconsciously, her stomach is also hungry. However, there is no shortage of food for students in the third year of high school. At the head of Yun Shanshan's bed, there are all kinds of snacks that are slightly messy, and these snacks are some nutritious foods that can directly replace dinner. To be honest, the food in the school's big cafeteria is not necessarily as rich as the private collection at the head of the bed.

A bed, everything is available here. It's a closed and almost perfect world, with plenty of food and clothing. The spiritual world, the material world, everything.

The night is gradually coming. The outside world is dark. Except for the footsteps of people coming and going in the hallway outside the dormitory, the room was almost quiet. Everyone is almost all lying on the warm bed, creating a warm and harmonious atmosphere in this dormitory.

The night, in this kind of inexplicable but somewhat dull warmth, slowly became deeper and deeper. The night brings with it the tiredness of the mind and a thick physical burnout. In the end, some silkworm babies who have been nesting finally can't hold back their already somewhat active and youthful temperament. Some people lifted up by me and jumped out of bed.

"Are you bored?" It was the squad leader Zhang Ping who said this.

"It's boring," a voice came from a bed in the corner of the dormitory, "even if it's stuffy, there's nowhere to go, and it's raining so hard outside。。。。。 The voice stopped at this point, "and。。。。。。 And it's still thundering. In this kind of weather, the quilt is the best choice. ”

"Li Na, you've been in the bed for so long, and if you go down again, you're going to get sick." Zhang Ping said with a smile.

"If I go out to breathe now, I guess I'm going to get sick right now." Li Na, who was located at the innermost point of the dormitory, also had a smile in her voice, "I won't go anywhere anyway, and because my bed is the farthest away from the door, if I want to go out, it will take several times more effort than everyone else, so I absolutely refuse to go out." ”

When Zhang Ping heard Li Na's voice, she was not reluctant, so she turned her face to the others in the dormitory and said, "Among you, do you want to go out for a walk?" Breathe and walk around the hallway outside the dorm and won't go far. ”

"Class, it's just a small corridor, and you still need someone to accompany you?" Just as Zhang Ping finished speaking, a voice continued. Yun Shanshan could hear whose voice it was, and the person who spoke was Qiu Ying under Zhang Ping's bed. At this moment, Qiu Ying did not nest in the quilt unrestrained like others, but sat on the edge of her bed, looking like a good child whose life seemed to be very regular, but the somewhat gloomy look on her face made people feel that she was still a little different from a good child in the general sense.

"yes." Zhang Ping is now speaking in a much quieter voice. On weekdays, Zhang Ping's voice is generally the kind that carries a lot of strength in a kind of gentleness. She's an almost perfect girl, even a very perfect woman. A woman's gentleness is not a lot in her temperament, and that appeal is not reduced because of the existence of gentleness. This is what Yun Shanshan admires most about Zhang Ping. However, like today, Zhang Ping's voice is a little soft, and even has some weak elements, which is very rare, and even rare.