At seven o'clock in the morning, the trees and flowers had just woken up, and there were sleepy shadows on the ground, constantly moving, and the sycamore leaves fell, stepped on, and then picked up, back and forth, over and over again.

In the forward figure, the two walked side by side, dividing the wires of the aqua blue sky, the undulating arc of the long ramp, the light surging over the back of the hand, the sound around them would be strong and weak with the movement of their footsteps, and every centimeter closer to their shoulders would pull countless delicate and sensitive nerves.

Suddenly, Lin Fan remembered how he walked through the campus alone in his later life, those paths that passed by every way, the autumn when the cicadas could not be heard, the sneakers stained with mud, and the Coke that he could buy with great effort for a long time.

The high school days, when there were no sunny days and heartbeats, and were hardly appreciated, were filled with a whole page of dim colors.

There was the smell of shampoo in the air, it was his favorite brand, there was a feeling of being stuffed with memories, he remembered a lot of things, as if he had once sat there alone, unable to move, and suddenly many hours would go blank.

It's just that everything around him now seems to come for granted suddenly, pushed to the cusp by fate, and this happiness within reach makes him cringe.

is like Ivan Teribo in the butterfly effect, he knows that his current every move will affect the future fate of many people, their joys and sorrows, their happiness and sorrow, which makes him a little afraid to take responsibility.

But just like Fang Ping said, there are some things that can't be turned back after making a choice, there is only one road in front of him, and he must always go on bravely.

The school gate was getting closer and closer, Qin Rao secretly pulled the corners of his clothes, and the sound of discussion from far and near made the girl frown.

"Hey, do you know, it is said that Qin Rao, the iceberg of the third class yesterday, was insulted by a boy and was held in his arms in public, that scene, tsk......"

"No, it's really fake, whoever did it, it's too bold!"

"I heard that it's also the third class, and it's known as the detective who solved Susan's candid shooting case, remember? I don't know if this title is self-appointed or how it came about. ”

"It doesn't matter what kind of detective or monster he is, I bet he will be finished tonight, Wang Peng's recent offensive against Qin Rao, who doesn't know, he is this kind of moth at this juncture, doesn't he want to live?"

"Is this guy poisoned by watching that kind of film at home, or he is stupid and doesn't know the consequences, I guarantee that he will be put down if he can't get out of school."

The tall boy with a Sven face who was the first in the group to speak, pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, he enjoyed this feeling of being better informed than others, and the next second, he deliberately turned up the volume and continued:

"Not only that, but he also carried it with the people of the discipline team at the school gate yesterday, and moreover, he also kicked Li Xiaoting in the group to the ground!"

"What!" Several people around were even more frightened by this exciting news, "Damn, don't fool us, what kind of brain-dead thing does this dare to do, he doesn't want to live, don't weigh yourself, if it's true, he won't be disabled today, you come to me!" ”

The boy laughed dryly, "Believe it or not, there's a good show to watch anyway, this Friday won't be too boring, haha." ”

The other person next to the boy shook his head, he has always been the most insightful of the crowd, "I guess it's impossible to watch the show today, if I don't ask for leave today, drag it on for a week or two, he won't be stupid enough to hit the muzzle of the gun, right?" ”

At this moment, the short-haired girl in the middle of the group facing the school gate suddenly stretched out her arm, "Uh, wait, you can't be talking about that boy." ”

Everyone looked in the direction of his finger, Lin Fan and Qin Rao walked into the school gate side by side, and the middle was only one centimeter apart, and anyone could see the possible ambiguous relationship between them.

The morning light shone from behind the two of them, and the dazzling light just covered Qin Rao's slightly flushed face and hid Lin Fan's slightly deep eyes.

Surprised eyes, envious eyes, and malicious eyes converged.

"Liu Chao, are you inaccurate, or are you TM teasing us?"

"It can't be wrong, when is there a problem with my message!" The tall boy said categorically.

"You go in first, I'm waiting for Sister Chen here, haven't I been asked to be a parent, let her help me make up the numbers." Lin Fan paused.

This scene just gave the tall boy more ample reasons, "See, it's obvious that he is following Qin Rao, stalking and fighting, it was not enough to take advantage of yesterday, and today he wants to do bad things, it's disgusting, you see Qin Rao ignoring him!" ”

Qin Rao walked a few steps forward alone, and was a little hesitant, she glanced back at Lin Fan a few times, knowing that he was afraid that she would not be able to withstand the eyes of her classmates and teachers in the school, so she made an excuse to let herself walk in first.

"Look at Qin Rao's worried eyes, I'm afraid that kid said something threatening, I won't ...... this kind of person if he is disabled by Wang Peng."

However, in the next second, Qin Rao stopped, and the action of turning around made his words stuck.

"I'll help you get your schoolbag first." Qin Rao's sudden sweet smile made Lin Fan stunned.

He handed over the schoolbag and teased: "Please pay attention to maintain your image, your nickname is the Iceberg Goddess, not the Sweetheart Princess." ”

"Nasty." Qin Rao kissed and hammered him on the chest with a pink fist, and then left with the schoolbag.

Like a white flower blooming overhead, everyone's pupils were bright, and they all understood what Qin Rao's series of actions were deliberately announcing.

"My_God What's wrong with the world, are my eyes spent?"

"You didn't have flowers, it's the goddess's eyes that are flowered, how can she ......" A few boys beat their chests and feet.

"Ah, the sky, ah, the sea, ah, and my heart that is about to be lost......" Wen Qing, who was stimulated by this scene, exclaimed with emotion and began to grasp the fleeting inspiration.

"Could it be that the courage to hug in front of the teacher moved the iceberg goddess?" A few of the more analytical boys guessed.

"It's really possible, I read it in a psychology journal, what is this kind of mental Stockholm syndrome!" A wise, well-informed boy replied.

"It's really fake, if that's the case, I'd dare." A small boy looked at his short-haired goddess in front of him, and suddenly felt the urge to hug her in class.

In the garden full of yellow leaves, Wang Peng still had the lit cigarette butt on the ground, and he stomped on it with his feet, he looked at Li Xiaoting with a gloomy face next to him, and said after a while: "Are you enough people over there?" Let's do it after school tonight, and we can't beat him in one leg, so let's not mix in one middle school! ”

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