When Bai Soho opened his eyes, it was in class in his sophomore year of high school. After a piece of chalk drew a beautiful parabola, it smashed on her forehead with unmistakable accuracy, and she instantly sobered up and blurted out a sentence of "I'm sorry".

But it was obvious that the teacher who was in a state of rage on the podium did not intend to forgive her at all, and the serious male teacher stretched out his hand and pointed out the door, and a cold voice sounded: "Did you steal the cow last night?" Dare to doze off in my class! Go, stand out the door for me! The students in the room burst into laughter, and this teacher from the countryside has always scolded students in such a distinctive style.

She was stunned, this is, where is this? Wasn't she on Xu Jun's mourning hall and was grabbed and slapped by his mother? She kept saying she was sorry, but the people around her kept blaming, and finally she fainted.

She opened her eyes wide and looked around, the classroom, the blackboard, the angry teacher, and all the classmates who were paying attention, vaguely feeling déjà vu. Are you dreaming, or dreaming, or dreaming?!

She was stunned, but the teacher felt that her majesty was being challenged: "Bai Soho, don't let me say it a third time, now, stand outside for me!" ”

The teacher's roar and the strange gazes around her finally made her sober up a little, she gritted her teeth, it was better to go out and stand first and think slowly. She didn't hesitate any longer, left her seat, walked out of the classroom door and stood in the hallway.

The breeze in the hallway cleared her mind a little. She looked down at the short-sleeved shirt on her body, looked up at the small rectangular sign above the classroom door that said "Class 2 (8)", and probably remembered, is this the end of the summer of her sophomore year of high school? If you think about it carefully, the teacher just now seems to be my former physics teacher, Mr. Zhao, and most of the students around me can find a little shadow in their memory. Yourself this, back to that time?

An emotion that couldn't tell whether she was happy or frightened instantly occupied her heart, and a voice in her heart was shouting, Xu Jun, if it really comes back to this time, then Xu Jun is still alive, right?! She quickly turned her head and peered through the glass window into the classroom, searching for the familiar face. In an instant, she met two eager and worried glances. The gaze belonged to a clear young man, the boy in the middle of the sixth row, with a flat head, thick eyebrows, single eyelids, and a combination of facial features that were as handsome as ever. It was Xu Jun when he was a teenager.

Her heart suddenly seemed to return to the earth from mid-air, occupied by an unprecedented sense of satisfaction, and she wanted to laugh, but she forced the tears out of her eyes with the sadness that followed. She stood in front of the window and shed tears silently, it's good, Xu Jun, it's good that you're still alive.

Seeing her tears, the boy was obviously anxious, anxiously looking at the teacher who continued to lecture on the podium, and at the clock hanging on the teacher's wall, anxious and helpless. There are still twenty minutes before the end of class, and Xiaohe has to stand outside for twenty minutes. She is such a fragile and crying person, she really can't stand such humiliation. If it is put on the ordinary naughty students, this is not a problem at all, and there are often people who go out to punish the station, but Xiaohe is such a shy person, he must be very sad.

I have been persuading her to stay away from that Wei Yan, but she always can't stand the girl's soft grinding and hard bubbles, and she has to accompany the girl out to surf the Internet in the middle of the night, which leads to lack of sleep, and it's strange that she doesn't doze off in class. Xu Jun muttered to himself in his heart, and felt guilty that if he hadn't gone to his aunt's house last night, he might have been able to stop her.

Bai Suho saw the anxiety in his eyes, nodded to him slightly, and then gestured to the direction of the blackboard, let him concentrate on the class, he needs to sort out his thoughts.

Xu Jun received what she wanted to express, so he had to suppress his anxious emotions and try to concentrate on listening to the class, Xiaohe's physics was not good, so he still listened to the lecture and went back to tell her the content in the evening.

Bai Suhe watched him begin to listen attentively, turned his head silently, looked at the clear sky outside the corridor in the afternoon, with a few wisps of white clouds, feeling the cool breeze, and his mood was unprecedentedly good, and he couldn't help but smile slightly. Xu Jun is still alive, he is still young, and the world is as beautiful as a dream. Once at the moment when Xu Jun died, he couldn't wait to die too, and he just hoped that all this could be done again, no matter what the price was, as long as he could still live. Such a beautiful Xu Jun, kind and simple, with good quality, no amount of words can describe his beauty. He shouldn't have died when he was in his prime, he should have lived his life happily, not for an unworthy person like himself.

And all this now, is it a kind of rebirth? Or is it a past and present life? In any case, since you have returned to this time, whether it is true or dreaming, you should not repeat the mistakes of the past, and let those good and bad things in the past start again.

The breeze is long, the huge campus is quiet and beautiful, and only the sound of the teacher's lecture can be heard in the teaching building. In the past, Soho Bai didn't like the boring student life, but now, she thinks it's really the best time. She couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth and began to smile, raised her head and took a deep breath, silently thanking God in her heart for giving her such an opportunity.

And at the east end of the corridor, at the door of the second (5th) class, a boy leaned against the wall outside the classroom, shrouded in the shadow at the end of the corridor. After a while, he withdrew his gaze from the sky, looked around, and saw Bai Soho looking up and smiling. A touch of astonishment flashed quickly from his peach blossom eyes, and the corners of his mouth were curled, hehe, isn't this the famous little white flower in class two (8), didn't I hear that she is a gentle and shy little girl, shouldn't she cry bitterly and be ashamed when standing outside the classroom, why do you still look happy? Or is this a pseudo-white flower, this is her true face? It's time to get out of class later, you might as well take a look, being watched by her classmates, she still came out smiling. He thought to himself with a wicked taste, looking at her smug smile all the more unpleasant. An orphan without a father or mother, shouldn't he be like himself, withdrawn, rebellious, miserable, and so happy to laugh? He would never admit that he was jealous.

"Ding ding ......", the bell rang on time, and the conscientious teachers finally couldn't stand the complaining eyes and restless emotions of the students after dragging on for a few minutes, and reluctantly announced the end of class. The school building began to boil in an instant, and the students rushed out of the classroom in a flamboyance, beginning to squander the short ten minutes of freedom.

The commotion around Bai Suho brought her back to her senses, and she quickly lowered her head, afraid of receiving a strange look, and she began to feel embarrassed to be punished. I think she went to school for more than ten years in her last life, and she didn't get punished for standing up, but she was on the shelf as soon as she was reborn. In her previous life, she dozed off during the day, and she didn't dare to nap in class, although she felt that school was boring, but she always did her best. Because she has no father and mother, an orphan, fortunately, the relationship between her parents who died and Xu Jun's parents used to be very good, and she entrusted her to them before she died. Thinking of Xu Jun's parents' attitude towards her, she was a little distressed, and the days of looking at people's faces like that would be repeated for many years. She was full of gratitude for providing her own food, clothing, housing and transportation, and paying for her schooling, but they always refused to give her a good look, always looking disgusted and defensive, disgusted her for becoming a drag, and prevented her from seducing Xu Jun. In their previous lives, they always thought it was her fault that Xu Jun liked her.

"How can you be worthy of our nurturing grace? What do you deserve of our Xu Jun? In the face of such aggressive uncles and aunts of the Xu family, she had no choice but to give up and stay away. But in the end, when Xu Jun died unexpectedly, they still put all the fault on her head. She didn't want to make any excuses, because Xu Jun died, and her life had no meaning, she just heard their cries and scolding clearly: "Why don't you die, you broom star, father and mother, now Xu Jun is killed, we shouldn't have done it for that in the first place...... It shouldn't have been you! They didn't say why, but this sentence of "father and mother" broke her heart, and she even thought of dying herself.

But God let her come back, and when she remembered this, she was very entangled, this time, should she stay away or persevere?

But it didn't take her to dwell on it for too long, and a serious voice sounded in her ears: "Bai Suho, your grades are not very good, you are not good at listening to classes now, are you preparing to go home and farm after the college entrance examination?" You have to be yourself. She looked up, it was Teacher Zhao who kicked her out of the classroom. This teacher Zhao is known for being strict, but she is a good teacher who is responsible, so she has a deep impression of this teacher in her memory. She couldn't help but laugh in her heart, she still farmed, she didn't have anything, and she didn't have land. But she still nodded quickly: "Teacher, I know that I am wrong, and I will definitely work hard in the future, thank you." ”

The serious Teacher Zhao was stunned for a moment, as if she didn't expect her to have such a good attitude, and she didn't cry. Children at this age are emotionally rebellious, and few students are convinced by the teacher's accusations and immediately admit their mistakes, they are either silent or crying to show you. He pushed his glasses: "Okay, if you know your mistakes, you can go in, you can ask me what you don't hear." Then he strode away.

In fact, if it was Bai Suho in the previous life, he would definitely cry, but Bai Suho, who has experienced so many things, is psychologically strong enough, and he is not the weak little white flower. At this time, Xu Jun also walked over, and his gentle voice was like a spring breeze: "Xiaohe, don't be sad, Teacher Zhao has always been strict, no one will laugh at you, it's okay, I'll make up this section for you when I go back at night." ”

Seeing Xu Jun, the complex feeling of sadness and relief came to my heart again, and tears involuntarily burst out of my eyes. "Xu Jun ......" she opened her mouth to call him, crying silently.

Xu Jun was most afraid of Xiaohe crying, and he was at a loss: "Don't cry, Xiaohe, no one really laughs at you, whoever dares to laugh at you, I won't let him go!" ”

Bai Suhe wanted to tell him that he wasn't crying because of this, and before he could speak, a voice with a flirtatious voice interjected: "Yo, pretending to be a little white flower again?" Didn't I see you smiling quite happily? ”