Qi Yuwei looked at Gu Yanran carefully, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but hook up a smile, this girl is really a ruthless character.

seems to have met a long-lost opponent, and there is an inexplicable appreciation in my heart, as if I can see my own shadow from her.

The matter did not make a big fuss, although Qi Yuwei was bruised, she didn't seem to want to investigate, she admonished Wang Xiaojuan twice, and left after the roll call.

After the lights went out, Yan Ran did not study her homework again, but lay down in bed early.

In fact, she didn't really care about Wang Xiaojuan's words, and her calmness didn't mean that she was really fine.

If she said that her words were too sharp, she stabbed Wang Xiaojuan. Then why didn't Wang Xiaojuan hurt her?

The sharpest thing in the world is often not a knife or a gun, but a seemingly indifferent word.

She said that they were not people of the same world, that she was destined to have a qiē at birth, and that she was destined to be humble.

Yanran was touched, she was not naïve, she really didn't understand that there was no real fairness in this world.

It's just that she has her own pride, although she is from a humble background, she also has her own dignity and dreams that she wants to stick to.

And she told her that no matter how hard she tried, in the end, she would only be trampled on the soles of their feet by these rich people.

She hates Wang Xiaojuan's contemptuous eyes, and she will be angry because of it, and she will spare no effort to fight back.

The night was like water, and the drizzle outside the window showed no sign of stopping, accompanied by the fierce wind crashing mercilessly on the window, crackling.

The night was so quiet that it was suffocating, and she suddenly missed her grandmother and Yan Yu very much.

On such a rainy night, the old banyan trees in the yard swayed in the wind and rain, and the yellow leaves and rain on the ground floated on the shiny thick stone bricks polished by the years, because in some years, the ground was full of potholes and rainwater.

The little yellow dog that was picked up by his grandmother must have been carried to the house by Yan Yu now, and fell asleep sweetly in the warm nest.

She remembered that if there was thunder on a rainy night, Yan Yu always liked to bury her head in her arms, and the two of them hugged each other tightly, so they would not be afraid anymore.

The two sisters have slept in the same bed since they were children, and once Yan Yu called and said that the last thing she is used to now is to get up in the morning, the other end of the bed is empty, and her heart seems to have leaked a hole, and she wants to cry and miss her very much.

Why not! Far away from the town, a person in this strange environment, even if he is wronged, he must pretend to be strong.

It's only occasionally at night, when everything is quiet, take off all your guards, and you will inevitably shed tears secretly.

After all, she is just a girl who has just turned 15 years old, how strong can she be!

She quietly pulled the quilt, sucked up the tears that flowed down, and pretended to be fine.

She knows that there are some things that she has to endure, and that everyone's growth comes at a price.

It was late at night, and Yanran was just about to fall asleep, but she heard someone whispering in the middle of the night, as if she hadn't forgotten to quarrel with her in a dream.

Yanran felt a little funny, it seems that many people are like this, when arguing during the day, they can't remember what kind of language to use to attack each other, and at night they suddenly think of how to talk back.

She understands that as much as she hates Wang Xiaojuan, maybe she's not bad.

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I woke up early in the morning and the rain had stopped.

An autumn rain and a cold temperature, the temperature plummeted, a thin mist was formed on the glass, and there was a hazy layer outside.

Yanran finished washing, dressed neatly, and left the dormitory after sorting out the books, at this time Wang Xiaojuan was still sleeping. The two had a quarrel yesterday, so it may be good for both of them to avoid calming down early.

The campus was very quiet in the early morning, and the flowers in the flower beds were miserable after being hit by the autumn rain, and coupled with the sudden drop in temperature, it seemed to be frozen instantly, wrapped in a faint hoarfrost.

The asphalt road was littered with yellowish fallen leaves, wet and sticking to the rain.

Even though she had changed into her autumn uniform, she still felt cold, and she pulled on her clothes, trying to keep the only warmth she had.

Because it is hidden deep in the mountains and dense forests, the air here has a very high oxygen content, far away from the hustle and bustle of the city, and the air is fresh and pleasant.

Yan Ran took a deep breath, the air seemed to freeze in her lungs, cold, but very refreshing. swept away the sluggish feelings in his heart, and even his mind became extremely clear.

Today I was going to read English, so I couldn't go to the library, so I went to the green field behind the library, put the books on the bench in the corner, put on headphones, and quietly read aloud to the voice in my ears.

It was a little cold, and she paced slightly, walking around the benches, and maybe it wouldn't be so cold when she moved.

She is very attentive when she studies, reading aloud while reading a book, and the words are precise and pleasant.

The sun shone on her clear cheeks, flushed red, and she simply combed a ponytail, dark and soft. He prefers her to spread her hair and put it on her shoulders casually, which exudes a faint fragrance softly.

"It's such a coincidence!" A voice rang out, with a thick nasal tone.

He had tried his best to say this sentence naturally, but he still felt a little weak in his heart.

Where in this world are there so many coincidences, he came here purely to see her.

I got up at 6:00 a.m. and tossed in front of the mirror, just to make a good impression on her.

Although they were in the same class, it was difficult for them to speak so closely as they did now.

She had good grades and naturally sat in the front row, while he sat in the last row.

He didn't know that in the same classroom, the distance between the front and the back could be so far.

So, what he does most often is to look at her back in a daze.

"Do you come out for a run before you get well from a cold?" Seeing Xuanmu dressed in sportswear, she said.

"Exercise more is faster." He squinted his eyes and said, revealing a clean and clear smile, like the morning sun, dazzling, but not scorching.

He chatted with her for a few moments, and then began to pretend to run around the red and white track, only to deliberately slow down as he passed where she was, and left the football field after only one lap.

Then, a few minutes later, he ran back out of breath, came to the bench where Yanran was, and took out a can of hot coffee from his pocket.

"Drink while it's hot!" His face was slightly red, his eyes were dark and crooked, and the morning sun sprinkled on his face, blurry and beautiful.

He loved to laugh, and every time she saw him, his body shone with the most brilliant light, beautiful and bright.

She took it, and there was warmth in her cold palms, and she said thank you.

Instead, he scratched his head a little embarrassed, looking cute and shy.

The two were silent, sitting on a bench, drinking warm canned coffee, rich and sweet.

The sky was very blue, as if it had been washed by autumn rain, and the early morning sun sprinkled on the frosty lawn, reflecting a clear and crystalline light, like a small crystal, flashing a little white light.

The corners of the boy's mouth were raised, revealing his white teeth, and there was a small excitement in his heart, like a small pebble thrown into a pool of calm lake water, rippling with joy from the inside out.

Just sitting side by side with her like this, he had fallen in love with this early morning, it was early autumn, but his heart was full of delicate flowers.

The girl sat silently, a thin white mist rising from the warm coffee in her hand, her smile was faint, and the sun shone on them, warm and bright.