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The morning sun reflects on the rain-washed windows, and the breeze rustles the leaves, like chanting a vibrant poem.

A new day has begun.

Luo Chen picked up his schoolbag, put on his shoes, looked back at the silent room, and turned to go downstairs.

On the slightly magnificent school gate, the four big characters of "Walt Middle School" seem to have been burned by gold paper. Tall school buildings, neat classrooms. There are already many students standing and sitting on the path under the shade of the trees.

Walt Middle School, recognized as an aristocratic school, is not because the students are all rich second generations or anything, but because which one of them is not a talent, and it is not the target of various organizations to compete for and win over. It is divided into a junior high school and a high school, and although it is a junior high school, I have learned the knowledge of high school. After the study, there will be an exam, and if you pass the exam, you can enter the high school, and if you haven't taken the exam, I'm sorry, so hurry up and pack up and leave.

Luo Chen is a first-year student in the high school here, and I heard that you can choose a major in the second year, and as for the third year, you can study something strange.

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At the end of school, it was raining heavily in the originally clear sky, Luo Chen opened his umbrella and walked home.

Halfway through, I saw a snow-white white cat running in the rain looking for a shelter from the eaves. The cat's claws, ears, nose tip, and tail tip all faded blue, and a blue strap was tied around the tail.

The cat's paw fell to the ground, but there was no sound, and there was no water on the flower floor. Raising his head, Luo Chen saw the cat's eyes, the right eye was blue like a lake without waves, but the left eye was red as if it had been washed with blood.

Luo Chen saw it, walked to the cat's side, and used an umbrella to help it block the bean-sized raindrops. The cat glanced at him, kept it under the umbrella, and followed him until he was outside the room, and then he got into the grass outside the window.

At night, Luo Chen was woken up by a burst of thunder. When the thunder had passed, he saw a white shadow dangling from the window. Walking over and opening the window, the white cat that I saw on the road jumped in, squatted on the edge of the window and licked its paws leisurely.