Hulai pushed his bicycle into the door of the unit before the first drop of rain fell to the ground, and behind him, the rain began to fall like someone had poured water from the upper floor.

Hulai looked back and secretly exclaimed.

He then pulled out the chain lock, threaded it through the wheels, and locked the bike to the iron railing of the staircase. Then he took the bag out of the basket, carried it on his back, and went upstairs.

He knew that the world had changed in some places far away, but everything in front of him should not have changed, such as the old community where his home was located, which had not changed at all.

In the cramped hallway, he sideways away from the charging battery cart, past the glove cabinet, and past the wall plastered with small advertisements for sewers and unlocks.

Hulai also saw the "murals" he painted on the walls of this corridor when he was in elementary school.

So he was already sure that things around him had not changed.

However, he is still a bit lucky - if anything must change, he hopes that his father can be changed and no longer object to playing football.

This is the only change that Hulay would like to see.

After climbing to the fourth floor, Hulai opened the door with the key, and heard the sound of his mother busy in the kitchen, and he tentatively asked, "Mom, where is Dad?" ”

If Dad didn't go to work today, does it mean that he is a little different?

"Didn't your dad work the night shift today? Long gone. Mom's voice floated out of the kitchen.

"Oh......"

Nothing seems to have changed.

Hu Lai dragged his schoolbag back to his room, and the first thing he did was not to take out his book to do his homework, but to first dig out his mobile phone in the drawer at home, turn it on again, and check the balance in his WeChat coin wallet.

Forty-eight pieces of seven cents three.

Well, it's not that the number has been stolen, but that the world has changed.

Hu Lai took out the ten yuan given by Song Fat Man from the pocket of his school uniform and spread it on the table.

Now his total assets are fifty-eight yuan and seven cents.

He let out a long sigh of relief.

Nothing has changed in his life, which means it doesn't get any worse, and he has ten more bucks.

Hulay felt like he had earned it.

Of course, he won't tell Song Fatzi the truth.

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Li Qingqing had already taken a shower, blown her head, changed into a wide white men's shirt as pajamas, and sat cross-legged on the bed playing with her mobile phone.

The things she had moved in in the afternoon were still stacked on the table and floor, and she hadn't cleaned them up much. Only the bed in this room is packed.

There was a knock on the door and Dad's voice outside the half-open door: "Hurry up and go to bed, Qingqing, I have to report to school tomorrow." ”

"What is Mom and Dad's alma mater like?" Li Qingqing asked.

Li Ziqiang, who was standing outside the door, smiled: "Won't you see it tomorrow?" ”

"yes."

"Hurry up and go to sleep, everyone is very tired today, and we have to get up early tomorrow." You can't be late for the first day of school. ”

Li Qingqing obediently got into the quilt, only revealing a pair of eyes, looking at his father outside the door: "Good night, Dad." ”

"Good night, Qingqing." Li Ziqiang turned off the light in his daughter's bedroom and closed the door for her.

In the sound of the rain outside the window, through a door, the footsteps of Dad going downstairs were distant and unclear.

Li Qingqing opened her eyes wide and looked out the window.

In the background of the black sky, there are constantly white rain lines hanging down under the eaves, as if hanging a beaded curtain on the dark night.

That's where Mom and Dad met......

Li Qingqing was a little nervous and a little longing.

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A modern school gate is reflected in the puddle, and the four copper characters of "Dongchuan Middle School" above the school gate have been washed and cleaned by rain, shining in the early morning sun, as if they have been plated with a layer of gold, and they will no longer be dull and dull before.

The school gate under the four large characters has been almost closed, leaving only a small entrance on the far right for people to enter and exit.

The bustling crowd is the most common sight under the gates, but not at this moment.

The bell for morning reading had just rang, and the sound of reading came faintly to the gate.

The reflection in the puddle is like a static painting, reflecting every quiet morning in this middle school.

until one foot sweeps away the water in the puddle.

The silence was shattered by the sound of hurried footsteps and heavy wheezing, like a picture of a broken picture in a puddle.

When the broken reflection in the water recondensed, in the slightly shaking picture, a thin figure wearing a Dongchuan Middle School uniform was rushing through the small entrance.

"Which class!" There was a loud shout in the guard's room.

"The first and second classes of high school—" The figure had already run away, and the sound of the answer was far away.

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Three minutes after the bell rang for morning reading, there was no one on campus, and the sound of reading in the distance sounded in the teaching building.

Li Ziqiang strolled through the quiet campus, looked around, and landed on a four-story L-shaped academic building. Right next to this building is a six-storey building with beautiful glass curtain walls and pristine white walls that stand out in the sunlight after the rain.

Against the backdrop of the beautiful new school building, the low building next to it is even more deformed.

He sighed: "When I first entered the school, it was still called the new school building...... Now it has become an old building. ”

A white-haired old man next to him laughed and said, "After all, that was thirty years ago." ”

"yes, it's been thirty years...... You're about to retire, and my daughter is a student at Higashikawa Middle School. Li Ziqiang was a little embarrassed. This life, going round and round, is back.

When the old principal heard this, he thought of the situation when he saw Li Qingqing just now.

When Li Qingqing was taken into his office by Li Ziqiang, the old principal was in a trance, thinking that he had gone back in time and returned to thirty years ago.

The youthful and energetic face, smiling and saying "Hello Principal" to him, was almost exactly the same as the female student thirty years ago.

He suddenly wished that he could really turn back thirty years, thirty years ago he was not a principal, just an ordinary teacher, but he could be thirty years younger. And most importantly, the girl is alive too......

As if noticing the principal's trance, Li Ziqiang pointed to his daughter with a smile and said in a very proud tone, "Like her mother, right?" ”

The old headmaster nodded: "Well, it's good that it's not like you." ”

Li Ziqiang laughed loudly.

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Li Qingqing wore the school uniform of Dongchuan Middle School, carried a schoolbag, followed the homeroom teacher, and walked to the classroom step by step.

Her gaze cast through the closed glass window to the building next to her.

Although she had never been to this school before, she could tell at a glance that the somewhat dilapidated old building must be where her father and mother took classes.

That's where Mom and Dad met, right?

Dad once said they weren't classmates at first, so what was it like when they first met?

How did they look past so many people in the corridor between classes and see each other?

When they see each other, will they realize that they will walk together in the future?

How many times did they meet before they got together?

The homeroom teacher who walked in front did not go directly to the front door of the classroom, but quietly stopped at the back door, and then tiptoed a little and looked into the classroom through a small window above the back door of the classroom.

The sound of reading in the classroom is still the same, and nothing has changed.

Li Qingqing was not in a hurry, just waiting for the homeroom teacher to finish observing, and she continued to look at the building next door, full of curiosity.

At this moment, she saw a figure hurrying through the clearing between the two buildings, and soon disappeared into the blind spot of her vision.

Ahh

Li Qingqing said in his heart.

Then she retracted her gaze and followed the homeroom teacher who had finished monitoring and continued to walk to the door with the sign of "Senior 1 and 2 Class".

When the head teacher's figure appeared at the front door, the voice in the classroom was noticeably quieter, and many students looked up at the head teacher standing at the door.

Under everyone's gaze, the homeroom teacher first nodded to the English teacher in the classroom, and then walked into the classroom, walked up to the podium, and looked at the dozens of students below.

The middle-aged female teacher didn't say a word, just glanced at it with a serious gaze, and the voices in the classroom disappeared, including the normal sound of reading.

"Let's pause for a moment, a new student in our class has transferred over today."

After speaking, she beckoned to Li Qingqing, who was standing outside the door: "Come in." ”

Curious students can't wait to set their sights on it.

They saw a darkness in the doorway, and a tall figure outlined by shadows in the morning light.

The girl with a ponytail stepped briskly onto the podium with an arrow step, and then stood next to the homeroom teacher with her hands behind her back, smiling.

The sunlight slanted in through the door and hit the side of her face, the fine fluff of her face illuminated by the sunlight, hooking her silhouette with a circle of gold, and her long eyelashes fluttering slightly, as if there was a breeze in the classroom.

In the early morning sun, a fawn jumped out of the bushes and jumped into the hearts of all the boys present.

Someone let out a soft sigh: "Oh......"

A girl looked at Luo Kai nervously, and found that Luo Kai was also looking at the new classmates on the podium blankly...... Their hearts were broken.

"This is Li Qingqing, a new student who transferred to our class." The homeroom teacher pointed to Li Qingqing and said, "Li Qingqing, let's say hello to everyone." ”

All the boys unconsciously straightened their upper bodies, held their heads high, and tried to make their manners look better and more handsome.

Even Song Jiajia is no exception, he has transformed from a football form lying on the table to a rugby ball standing up.

Under everyone's gaze, Li Qingqing still kept smiling, and she lightly opened her lips: "Everyone ......"

The sound of hurried footsteps interrupted her next words, and the thump echoed back and forth in the closed hallway, becoming extremely loud and drawing everyone's attention - some turned their heads to look out of the classroom, others turned their eyes to the empty seats next to Song Jiajia.

"Report!!" A figure appeared at the front door of the classroom, his hand grasping the door frame so that he could not be thrown out.

Li Qingqing was suddenly no longer the focus of attention, and the panting figure at the door was.

Even Li Qingqing looked over curiously-it turned out that the unlucky guy was her classmate......

It was a thin figure with an embarrassed appearance, sweat was dripping down his cheeks from his temples, although he shouted to report, but at this moment he was leaning on the door frame with his hands on his knees, completely ignoring the murderous gaze of the head teacher, burying his head and panting heavily.

Then Li Qingqing heard the voice of the head teacher next to him gritting his teeth: "Hu Lai! Go to the playground and run me three laps! ”

There was a burst of schadenfreude laughter in the classroom.

"Oh, that'......s good," the boy said in a laugh, and then looked up.

Li Qingqing saw the face of this unlucky guy who was late, and was stunned for a moment - this was not yesterday when he held a frisbee in the open space downstairs at home...... Isn't it the guy who kicked the ball?

The boy seemed to notice Li Qingqing's puzzled gaze, and he also glanced curiously at the figure standing beside the homeroom teacher, and then turned around and ran towards the corridor very simply, and the footsteps of "dong dong dong" sounded in the corridor again.

After the footsteps disappeared, the homeroom teacher motioned for Li Qingqing to say hello again.

No one bothered her anymore this time, Li Qingqing greeted the class with a smile: "Hello everyone, my name is Li Qingqing, and I transferred to Dongchuan Middle School from today to go to school." I love football. I hope to be able to spend three wonderful years here with all of you. ”

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PS, thank you to the two new alliance leaders [Mumu King] and [God Bless Water]!

God bless water is the old alliance leader of many of my books, Mu Mu King is also the leader of the last book, and it is really happy to see you in the new book!