On the fourth floor of the medical hall, I sat on the fourth floor by the south window. A colored sofa, a small white round table, five meters away from me, the same seat as me, a person wearing orange. Yellow. The girl in the colored shirt sat facing her, and through the top edge of the laptop, you could see the supple hair on her head, and the faint white dividing line on the top of the hair.

I looked up slightly, and I could see her white forehead, she was reading with her head down, I didn't raise it any more, and once I looked into her eyes, she must have noticed the boy opposite.

In the morning, I saw the Shanghai release push. Yellow. Hue. Thunder and lightning warning report, 12:40, through a closed window to the female. Bear. Lodge. Looking at the building, on the stone steps in front of the cafeteria, a girl is holding an umbrella, and the other girl's foot may have been twisted. Foot. on. Shoes. Sub already. Take it off, expose it. White. Tender. Target. Right. Feet on the . Left. Leg. on, he saw that one to wear. Make move. Pass. Knee. Short. Pants. That. Pair. Big. White. Leg.

There were still seven or eight students stranded at the door in front of the cafeteria, looking at the sudden rainstorm ahead, and they were not very prepared. The bright concrete floor has turned black, and it can still be reflected through it. Red. Hue. The shadow of the building.

I looked at her again, and he changed position, facing the same direction as me, the sides of her hair running down the sides. Chest. Former. Suspend. Below, the center rests on the back, diagonally to the left, and splits into two strands when it reaches the back.

She kept this pose. Potential, bowed her head slightly, looked at the phone very quietly, but not long after, she stood up, walked on the opposite position, put her hands on the pillar in front of the window, looked out of the window, I followed her gaze to look out, a white business car and a black SUV parked at the door of the canteen, a black Mercedes-Benz just drove by, three girls with three umbrellas passed by under a willow tree, and gradually left my field of vision.

She sighed and glanced in my direction, and I looked at the computer earnestly as I did my studies.

She stood up again and I saw her light. Slip on her right wrist with a black necklace like her. Thin. Tender. Target. Skin. Color, fine. And so it goes. Love. She picked up the water glass on the table and took a hurried step. Short. Pants. Under her. Thin. Tender. Great. Long. Leg. Fast Mai. Walking away, but also showing running. Mai. Moving pose. State.

Jumping over the white bookshelf, through the gap in the bookshelf, the pair of black low-top delicate leather. The shoes are very heeleted. feet, stepping on the natural color of the floor made a continuous dense footsteps.

The voice grew low and distant, and I wondered when she would be able to reappear in front of me.

Looking out the window, the straight sycamore trees have sparse and green branches and leaves, swaying gently in the wind, and there is a place on the cement floor in front of the canteen at any time. Apparel. Short. Pants. The green. Spring. Woman. Raw walks.

She again appeared five rows of parallel bookshelves between the two farthest from me and she. Leg. on the cowboy. Pants just arrived big. Leg. Middle. Young, sit in the position again and keep a still. Appearance. Force. Look down at your phone.

The girl who was as quiet as water, and there was a gentle banging sound when the charging cable touched the table, and she turned to the left. Insert. The direction of the hole went sideways, and after a while, the person leaned on. Yellow. ON THE COLORED COUCH, THROUGH THE EDGE OF HER LEFT HAIR, YOU CAN SEE THE EDGE OF THE SMALL SCREEN IPAD THAT SHE HAS PLACED ON A FEW BOOKS.

Her right hand was raised, and her slender index finger quickly brushed the right strand of hair behind her ear, and then sat up straight again, looking parallel to the front.

The internal medicine book on the table was placed diagonally on the right edge far away from her, she unscrewed the white teacup and took a sip, picked up the earphones in her right hand, shook her hair slightly, and leaned forward to sit forward a little.

The air conditioner in the room was very cold, and at the end of June, a few intermittent mouse sounds sounded outside several bookshelves that were far away.

She. Wrap. LEANING ON THE BODY, LOOKING INTENTLY AT THE IPAD, THERE WAS A SLIGHT THUNDER OUTSIDE, AND THE SHADOWS ON THE CEMENT ROAD DID NOT HAVE UMBRELLAS, AND WALKED GENTLY AND SLOWLY.