(Series 2)

In winter, a hazy white fog envelops the city. The pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info Momiji tried hard to clear the fog and see the singing in the distance.

The elegant and graceful singing echoed in my mind, and Momiji leaned on the source of the voice and walked towards it.

But the song is getting farther and farther away, and it is gradually going away, and the red leaves can't be caught at all. Frightened, he quickly ran towards the song, shouting in his heart, don't, don't go, wait for me. But the sound grew farther and farther until it was gone. Momiji sat tremblingly on the ground, and his mind was blank for a moment. The white fog slowly dissipated, and the big blue truck passed by and left quickly. Momiji stood up, waving her chubby little hands. Don't go, don't go. But the truck disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The sun shone lazily through the gap in the curtain, and the woman in the single bed was having nightmares, her forehead was covered with fine sweat, her slender white hands were waving constantly, and the corners of her mouth were muttering, don't go.

The alarm clock on the bedside table only then remembered, and Momiji suddenly woke up, and raised his eyes to look at the alarm clock on the bedside, it was already half past six. Wiping the thin sweat from his forehead, he sighed softly, and had nightmares again.

Simply changed into the school uniform, and when it came to the school uniform, Momiji couldn't help but want to complain a few words, white shirts, small suits, bow ties, and red and black checkered school groups. It's all okay, it's pretty good compared to the fat uniforms of other schools. But Momiji can't bear to look directly at the school group he is wearing, and everyone is commonly known as the broom group.

Seeing himself wearing a group of brooms, Momiji sighed, when will he be able to get rid of the days of wearing school uniforms.

I screamed a few words in my heart, and when I was depressed, a small round head stretched out, looked left and right, and found that Momiji had woken up. A sweet smile burst into her eyes.

"Sister, you're awake, Mom told me to wake you up." Hongting said with a smile.

Raising his hand and rubbing his little hairy head, Momiji smiled and nodded, "Well, wake up." ”

When I stepped out of the room, I smelled the fragrant smell of rice porridge, and a middle-aged woman was busy in the kitchen.

"Momiji, wake up, hurry up and eat and go to school." Mom took it and put a hard-boiled egg in front of her.

Momiji nodded obediently and slowly tasted the eggs.

At breakfast, my mother kept persuading me to be obedient when I went to school, because I went to an aristocratic school, so don't mess with the rich people in the school. Momiji nodded, all in mind.

After a short breakfast, the three of them went out together, and their mother sent Hongting to kindergarten, while she carried her luggage and got on the bus to school. Because the school is a boarding school, you can only go home once a week.

Standing outside the academy, looking at the golden sign at the entrance of the school, the European and Italian schools. Cheer yourself up, and then slowly stepped into the school.

Most of the students in this school don't wear school uniforms, but when I signed up, didn't the director say that I had to wear school uniforms? So Momiji stands in the middle of them, unspeakably alternative. Momiji tried to lower his head and lighten his presence.

After finding the dormitory, Momiji looked at the huge dormitory, opened his mouth, and couldn't help smacking his tongue, the aristocratic school really occupied the space.

The entire dormitory was roughly cleaned, and because there was no one living in it for a summer vacation, the ground was covered with a thin layer of dust. After a long time, the dormitory has become resplendent in gold.

The girl in the dormitory who came belatedly came, and when she saw that the dormitory had been tidied up, her eyes were pleasantly surprised.

"Wow, is this the famous dormitory in Europe and Italy, it's really different." The girl came on, just three meters away, and she could smell a large stream of perfume, and Momiji couldn't help frowning.

"Hey, where did you come from?" The tall woman asked as she blew her bright red nails and raised her eyebrows.

Momiji looked around, she was asking herself, and quickly replied, "My family." ”

These words made the people in the dormitory laugh, and the tall woman cut her voice, "Stupid, just your poor and sour appearance, how did you get into Ouyi, and when did Ouyi's standards for accepting students fall so low." ”

Momiji opened his mouth, and for a while, he didn't know how to answer him.

In the end, the woman waved her hand helplessly, "Forget it, for the sake of how clean you clean the dormitory, we won't embarrass you." Starved, we went out to eat. ”

The three women in the half-ring dormitory went out, in this dormitory, there were only three female students living in the dormitory, and Momiji sat at the head of the bed, and waved her hand, suddenly remembering the biscuits that Hongting stuffed her when she left. Thinking of his immature and cute little face, I couldn't help but feel a warmth in my heart.

'Sister, my mother said that you will rarely come back after you go to school, and there will be no snacks when you go to school, so this cookie will be given to you. Remembering the little face of the Red Pavilion, the appearance of reluctance to cut love, Red Leaf smiled in his heart, and slowly tasted the biscuit.

Lying on the soft bed, Momiji slowly closed his eyes and let the sun shine on his face.

When I woke up again, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon, and my stomach was rumbling, I was so hungry, I should be looking for something to eat.

According to the memory when I came, I found the cafeteria not far from the school, and there were not many people in it at this time. Momiji walked in slowly, took a bowl of chicken soup noodles, and sat at the table by the window.

Looking at the millet pepper in front of him, Hongye hesitantly picked up the spoon, and after thinking about it again, he bit the corner of his lower lip, scooped a big spoonful and put it in the bowl, and then poured a full bowl of white water.

Slowly eating the chicken soup noodles, I was sweating profusely, I don't know how much white water I poured, and I still want to finish the noodles.

Finally, I finished eating the noodles, and my tongue hurt hotly, as if my tongue was no longer my own. Hurriedly poured himself white water in large gulps. After drinking three bowls in a row, the tongue is still spicy, and the millet spicy is really extraordinary. While Momiji was looking for where to buy ice water, the waiter brought a bowl of ice cream and placed it in front of her, turned around and left.

"Eh, this .....," Momiji asked a little strangely.

The waiter smiled politely, "This ice cream was bought for you by a young master." ”

Young master, Momiji looked around suspiciously, and found that there was no one. No matter what, the tongue is so spicy, scoop a spoonful of ice cream and put it in your mouth, and the originally spicy tip of the tongue is immediately a lot more comfortable.

I was eating ice cream in a big gulp, so comfortable, and suddenly remembered that when I was a child, every time I ate chili, I couldn't get rid of the spicy, so I would eat a piece of ice cream. Now I feel a little nostalgic for the old days.

After the stomach was full, it was almost dark, and I hurried to the classroom, many people had already arrived, and most of them had already found a place to sit. As soon as I stepped into the classroom, all eyes were on the autumn leaves. (To be continued.) )