Under Mr. Mo's reprimand, coupled with a lot of crying, I didn't seem to be so sharp. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

When the wound hurts, I will give myself medicine.

Tonight is my last night at the Xiu Nai Campus. The college entrance examination is over, and it's time for me to move out. Admittedly, I have a reluctance to this room.

The moonlight was particularly bright tonight, and I stood by the windowsill, and I didn't feel sleepy.

The next morning, because of the heavy clothes in the quilt, Xin Rong had been brought with him a week ago, and he said that he had already helped me rent a house. So today, I simply packed my belongings. Unlike in the past, there is no school uniform today. Instead, she wore a small off-white skirt that reached the ankle length. I don't have shorts and skirts, I can't wear them and I don't like them.

Looking at the school uniform that had been folded aside, my heart was sour......

Take it away as a souvenir?! Or don't want it! When I have it, I don't have a trace of slackness, and when it's time to wave, I should also be chic.

I picked up my duffel bag and walked out of the school building, taking a rare slow walk around the campus. In the past three years, I don't think I've ever learned about it in detail.

Suddenly, the phone rings. It was Xin Rong who called me, but I didn't answer, but I sped up the pace of leaving the school. There were basically no classmates in the school, so I let the bell ring until I reached the school gate, and only stopped when Xin Rong saw me.

He stepped forward and said, "Have you packed up your things?"

I nodded, he took my luggage, and we approached the bikes one after the other.

Xin Rong hung his duffel bag in front of the bicycle, he quickly got on the bike, and turned around and said "get on the bike"

I sat on the back of my bike, but my eyes stayed at the school gate. Xin Rong stepped on the bicycle, and the four big words of 'Xiu Yi Zhong' slowly changed from clear to blurred in my eyes.

I know we'll see each other again. What would be the situation? I will look forward to it.

I can't remember how many streets and alleys Xin Rong drove me to get to where we we'd go.

I got off my bike, and after Xin Rong parked it, he picked up his duffel bag and stopped in front of a well-decorated cabin. Soon, the door to the cabin was opened.

"Listen," he turned back and said, "You come."

I stepped forward and was stunned, "......" is so spacious! At a glance, it seems that everything is complete.

I walked into the living room and was surprised to find. This chalet is a one-bedroom apartment, a kitchen and a toilet. I know it's not going to come cheap.

When I was a little stunned, he carried my duffel bag into the hall

"Let's see if there's anything else to make up," he said, putting his duffel bag on his chair, "and I live next door."

I was stunned to recall that just now, before I came in, I accidentally saw through the glass break in the window what he said was the room where he lived. The contents were closely displayed, a bed, a small table, and clothes hanging from the door! How could he, how could he arrange himself in such a small space?! There is almost no open space to settle down! That kind of space is obviously more suitable for me......

Thinking about it, the tip of my nose is so sour...... It's so sour......

I deliberately didn't turn away so that he couldn't see my expression, and I knew that even if I told me not to live in a room like this, he would only feel sad and end up causing him trouble.

"I have something to do in the afternoon, I have to go back to school, and I'll be back soon" He said, "If you don't understand anything, you can ask the landlord Aunt Li for help"

I nodded and said "yes"

I watched his back drift away, and my heart was even more sour. He always gives me the good ones, and I ...... But it's causing him all kinds of trouble......

I turned around and went to the bedroom, turned the quilt out to dry, and then took out the sheets and washed them. I like to smell the laundry, the smell of being dried in the sun, and there is an inexplicable sense of comfort.

Later, I told Xin Rong about the idea of going to work part-time. He didn't object, and seemed to have expected me to have such a plan. The next day, he took me to a bookstore part-time. He understands me very well, and I only feel at ease if I work part-time in the library and bookstore.