The wind slid slightly, carrying a fresh smell of grass.

In the fresh sunshine of early spring, the gentle breeze embraces the warm sun naturally, without the gorgeous deliberateness and swagger of spring flowers.

The bright sunshine, the pale blue sky, the transparent clouds, the familiar campus, the childhood playmates, polished together into the mood of February, light blue, warm.

Walking through the comprehensive building, the usual lively "Leisure Area" has changed from the past, three or five groups of lively, only a few students of Liao Liao, looking at the color of the school uniform, it is very new, it should be a student in the first year of high school.

"We're a little early." He Shiling said casually.

This spring seems to have arrived a little early, and the grass in the leisure area has begun to turn slightly green from a distance, which is in response to the sentence "the grass is close but no".

"You're early. So much so that I didn't even finish "Strangers". Ling Mengchu took over from the side, "I have a new TV series, and the male protagonist Li Mingshun is so handsome." ”

"......" He Shiling glanced at Ling Mengchu.

I used to be chasing dramas at home during the winter vacation, but what about the ones I just said were severely criticized?

Well? Ling Mengchu laughed, reached out and hugged He Shiling's arm, "Let's go, I don't know if Xiaoyu and they have arrived." ”

said that it was leaked, obviously he was severely criticized at home, and after the criticism, he secretly watched TV!

He Shiling laughed, shook her head gently, and inadvertently glanced at the big playground on the left, but met a pair of eyes.

On the parallel bars more than ten meters away, there was a boy with slightly long hair, almost covering his forehead and half of his eyes, holding his chin with his left hand, looking here.

I don't know if I watched it for a long time, or if I just saw it.

He rests his right hand on the parallel bars, and his left foot rests casually on the side parallel bars where he sits, while the other foot sways leisurely on the parallel bars. The moment they looked at each other, the boy combed his hair with his hands, revealing his eyes, which were a pair of slender eyes, very attentive, looking at this place.

"What are you looking at?" Ling Mengchu turned his head sideways and whispered, "Hey, a boy!" Who? ”

Who? It's a little familiar, is it Ling Chuyang?

"Mathematics class schedule for class 4." He Shiling paused for a moment and turned around, "Let's go." ”

"You know?" Ling Meng's heart was a little strange.

What is the representative of the Math class in Class 4? Who? Haven't heard of it!

is closer to Xiaolingzi, isn't it Lin Mochen, the "second younger" of class 6!

"I'm not familiar with it, I've seen three or four sides." He Shiling responded lightly and glanced at Ling Chuyang.

I saw him in the math office last semester.

What's here?

Looking back, there was no one fifty meters behind her, no one twenty meters to the right, and there were only her and Ling Mengchu who had been talking on the central avenue.

The scenery of Yunling is in front of the office building, what is there to see here!

He Shiling glanced at Ling Mengchu beside her, she was tilting her head and looking at the left front with her eyes wide open.

This year's spring seems to have arrived a little early, He Shiling couldn't help but smile and walked forward.

When Ling Mengchu looked at the man again, he found that the man was jumping off the parallel bars and walking towards the north gate of the playground and the direction of the dormitory building.

"Huh, gone? Did he go back to the dorm? Hey-wait for me" Ling Mengchu turned around and found that he was actually dropped by He Shiling seven or eight meters, and hurriedly chased after him.

Unfortunately, someone witnessed what had just happened.

In the southwest corner of the playground, next to the half-human height holly, a girl with a high ponytail, holding a book, sat on the soft lawn of the playground and basked in the not too warm sun in early spring.

Geng Xinyu closed the book and was about to get up, but unfortunately, he saw a boy not far away—a silhouette of a boy to be exact: sitting on parallel bars, facing the direction of Central Avenue, his slightly long hair fluttering in the early spring wind. Looking at the past from this angle, it gives the viewer a "side face kill".

actually has such a trace of handsomeness.

After carefully identifying it, it was Ling Chuyang, the representative of the mathematics department of Class 4?!!

Dispelling the idea of getting up, he looked along the man's line of sight, and there were only two familiar figures on the central avenue. Listening to the familiar conversation, watching the figure drift away, the voice became quieter, and Ling Chuyang, who had a "side face killing", also jumped off the parallel bars and left.

When did he sit there? She couldn't remember when she came, when there were people there.

Hey, that's a bit of fun. How did he end up here? Coincidental?

Well, Geng Xinyu nodded and looked at the book in his hand, coincidentally, no book is written without coincidence!

This spring, I'm afraid there will be a story happening, right? I hope it's not an accident, then who's destructive skills she has learned!

Open the book and continue to hide next to the holly, basking in the early spring sun against the half-height fence of the playground.

On the fourth floor of the teaching building, by the window of the corridor facing the playground, there is a long figure wearing white casual clothes.

"What are you looking at, Yifan?" A boy walked over to the staircase and asked casually.

"Nothing." The man responded, closed the window casually, and walked towards the classroom, the third (1) class of high school, the key intensive class of the third year of high school.

Yes, nothing.

Half a month later, at the beginning of March, it was time for him to leave.

Yun Ling, this place where he has lived for two years, is about to say goodbye in the blink of an eye. It's just that I don't know what the end will be at that time, just like the arrival of the winter vacation of the first year of high school, the same uncertainty.