"Hmm." An Yifei nodded quietly, and then gently stretched out her arms to hug Ye Qingran, speaking of age, Ye Qingran is a little younger than her, and the girl's body is delicate. If you are boneless, you can easily hold it.

For the girl's close movements, Ye Qingran was a little awkward, and muttered with a slightly red face: "What are you doing?" ”

"I want to sleep like this for a while." An Yifei seemed to have returned to normal, and said sullenly.

"Okay then." Ye Qingran pondered for a moment, although it was not very comfortable to be held like this, but if she could sell herself like this in exchange for a night of peace, it would still be worth it, she didn't want to make up for sleep there on the first day of school.

With Ye Qingran's consent, An Yifei's mood immediately improved, and holding Ye Qingran like this made her feel more at ease.

Although Ye Qingran's attitude has not been very good, in fact, she has never been able to get angry with An Yifei.

This is also a characteristic that An Yifei discovered, which made her feel satisfied that she was treated specially, but she couldn't help but want to get closer to Ye Qingran, anyway, she wouldn't be angry with herself.

Early the next morning, Ye Qingran opened his eyes and carefully got up from the bed, so as not to wake up An Yifei.

Get dressed, stretch out, on a new day, Ye Qingran yawned and walked out, and only after seeing the figure outside clearly, could he cover his mouth. Ba: "Dad." ”

A middle-aged man was sitting at the dining table with glasses, although he was reading the newspaper, but after hearing Ye Qingran's voice, he immediately looked over.

His father, An Feng, who was abroad yesterday, suddenly appeared at home now, presumably after getting the news of Ye Qingran's recovery overnight, and flew back to China.

In the kitchen, Lin Xin put breakfast on the table, and smiled at Ye Qingran who walked out of the room: "Go and wake up Xixi, and we will send you to school after breakfast." ”

"Okay." Ye Qingran nodded, not to mention how she dragged the quilt to wake An Yifei up, and when the two of them finished washing, it was already half past six.

"Mom, what time is the report?" Ye Qingran glanced at the clock on the wall.

"At seven o'clock, there's a school opening ceremony, don't you eat?" Lin Xin also reacted quickly and got up immediately.

"If you eat again, you're going to step on it." Ye Qingran and An Yifei acted in unison, grabbed their schoolbags and walked out quickly, followed by Lin Xin.

Although the family was a little hectic, but fortunately, it was only 6:50 when they arrived at the school, An Feng looked at Ye Qingran and An Yifei who were walking like a fly, and shook his head funny: "It looks like it's okay." ”

Ninghai No. 1 Middle School, the school gate is not tall, but it has a unique style.

Although Ye Qingran wants to complain that no matter where there is, there is a No. 1 middle school, is it a national chain?

But now the time is relatively tight, neither she nor An Yifei have ever been to school, let alone know where the classroom is, so they can only ask people.

According to common sense, the junior high schools of freshmen have military training, because Ye Qingran and An Yifei had a car accident, so they were absent, and they didn't know where the classroom was.

"Then, I'll lead the way." An Yifei was eager to try.

Ye Qingran promised: "Don't take the wrong way." ”

"No, it won't." An Yifei is full of confidence.

The two of them began to look for the location of the first and third classes in the school.

I don't know how you felt on the first day of junior high school, do you remember?

There are some expectations, and there is also some excitement about growing up, which is right for the ordinary freshmen of the first middle school at this time.

Until, they saw two good-looking and well-looking girls walking through the campus, and the hormones in their bodies rose sharply, and when they wanted to look at them twice, they found that these two girls had already walked by.

"Yifei, are we running in the wrong direction." Ye Qingran adjusted his breathing.

"I think it should be this way." An Yifei was also a little troubled.

“…… Come, I'd better go ask someone. Ye Qingran patted his face and stopped a girl: "Classmate, may I ask which way the first and third classes of junior high school are going?" ”

"Over here." Fortunately, the other party pointed out the direction to Ye Qingran, perhaps because of Ye Qingran's amiable smile, the girl also advised: "On the third floor." ”

Saying goodbye to the kind sister, Ye Qingran walked back to An Yifei's side: "Let's go." ”

Speaking of which, An Yifei has never been to school, how can he trust her, Ye Qingran is helpless, and now she has to go backwards.

"Qingran." An Yifei coughed, and her face was rarely red.

Ye Qingran, who was walking on the left, looked to the right: "Huh? ”

"Now, why do girls have to hold hands?" An Yifei pointed to the students from the same school who walked by.

"I don't really understand this." Ye Qingran said seriously, then was slightly stunned, and looked down at the little hand in his palm.

An Yifei's pretty face was slightly red, and when Ye Qingran's eyes looked over, she had already taken the lead in walking forward: "Go quickly, otherwise you will be late." ”

"Hmm." Ye Qingran looked at the hands of the two holding each other tightly, thought about it, and didn't seem to have any objections, and there were many girls around him who moved more intimately.

In the first and third classes of junior high school, the freshmen reported that everyone was sitting in the classroom fresh and excited, wanting to greet the person next to them, but they didn't know what the other party's name was, and sat in their seats in a restrained manner.

Fortunately, everyone was about the same age, and they quickly became active.

Gradually, there were more and more people in the classroom, everyone occupied their seats, and more and more people chatted.

The boys get together to talk about basketball and their favorite games, while the girls ask each other which elementary school they were in, and quickly find a sense of belonging to the region.

In comparison, even in junior high school, everyone is distinct.

In the interval of chatting, everyone stopped from time to time and secretly glanced at the classmates in the class, excitedly looking forward to finding a high-value person, and then took a look and retracted their gaze; Chatting for a while, his eyes searched for that figure, and he never got tired of it, which was the subconscious action of adolescent boys and girls.

It's almost seven o'clock now, and the people in the class are almost there.

The head teacher walked in the door, he glanced at the full seats in the class, and frowned slightly at the two empty tables on the left side of the first row.

As an old teacher, he slowly bent his knuckles and knocked on the podium a few times, and the crisp sound quieted everyone, and the head teacher said gently: "Please everyone sit down first." ”

On the first day of school, everyone's fear of the head teacher was still there, and they obediently walked back to their temporary seats.

Seeing the cooperation of the children in front of him, the head teacher nodded with a little satisfaction, but he soon found that the two tables on the left side of the first row were still empty, and there was no one standing in the class.

That is, there are two children who are going to be late for the first day.

The bell is about to ring.