In her last life, no matter how many times she moved home, she still kept her good appearance in that high school classmate.

Each page is pasted with a cute headpost, and each page leaves its own notes and hobbies.

There was a group in the class, and there was a party in the group, but she never had the courage to participate. Even if the high school is only ten minutes' drive from my rented house, and the bus is only six or seven stops, every time I pass by, I just turn my head to look at the gate and then look at the teaching building.

The passing youth is a hurdle that cannot be passed! One by one, one by one, sweet, bitter, and green, all stayed there. Eventually, what should be scattered will eventually be dispersed, and only inanimate objects will remain.

Before graduation, everyone has already started to distribute their classmates. Almost everyone in the class has one copy. Writing a class list seems to be more meaningful than studying, and almost every student has taken enough headposts, and they have all written words for everyone.

If he writes another book, Zhang still has two classmates.

Two different selves may have different messages.

If she had the opportunity, she probably wanted to take the original book over and compare it page by page!

In addition to the classmates in his class, Zhang still thought of someone, but this time, that girl, didn't know her.

Zhang still ran to the door of Class 28 and blocked Liu Qian, "Liu Qian, you can write me one too!" ”

Liu Qian was a little surprised, she didn't know her well at all, why did she find herself to write this, "You are Zhang Yi from Class 24, I've heard of you." Just how did you want me to write this? ”

"Because you're a good, good person."

Zhang Zhen's praise made Liu Qian feel a little shy and a little happy at the same time, but this reason is indeed a bit strange, "We don't know each other, I don't know you well!" ”

"It's okay, you can write whatever you want. It is important to write your home address clearly, and I will go to you later...... Play! ”

"Play with me?" Liu Qian couldn't believe it anymore, what was she going to do, a girl like her had nothing to do with herself, how could she think about playing with herself.

"Hmm...... If you don't understand, let me talk nonsense. I'm asking you to do me a favor. You may have heard of my temper, which is a little eccentric. That's who I am, haha. Please! ”

Liu Qian looked at the people and didn't seem to be able to find anyone who could help, but she was indeed a kind person, and she even agreed: "That's okay, I'll write it and send it to you!" ”

Zhang still happily ran back to class 24. Before, she quietly chose a handbag, which she planned as a gift for Liu Qian.

At that time, the shy and shy Zhang still didn't have any friends, it was Liu Qian who often dragged her back to the dormitory when she was out of class at night, and it was also Liu Qian, when she was shopping in a small shopping mall, she thought about buying a bag for Zhang Yi.

Liu Qian is a little dark and thin, not too tall, a tall ponytail, not very lively, but by no means introverted.

Zhang still remembers that on her first birthday in high school, Liu Qian embroidered a small keychain for her as a birthday gift, but unfortunately, she couldn't find it later, which made Zhang still blame herself.

There are too many things that I once wanted to keep, whether it was people or things, the more I wanted to keep, the more I might not be able to keep them.