Asatsu City.

The winter night scene is silent in the neon lights, the low temperature does not prevent the orange trees next to the street from resuming new branches, and the cool air seems to be full of thin smells.

Occasionally, there will be the tail end of a car speeding out of the road.

Lin Jiahan, who was sticking to the window of the room, opened his small mouth and gently exhaled towards the glass window, covering the corner of the window with a layer of mist.

She finished painting with a playful mind, and looked at the heart-shaped pattern reflected in the window, which seemed to be not much different from what she expected.

The corners of his mouth gradually raised in a satisfied arc.

"Shhh...... It's cold, it's cold. ”

The cold wind that blew in inadvertently outside the window made her shiver.

She turned her head back to the quilt on the stove table, took out the hand warmer she had been thinking about, and lay down on the table lazily. To be honest, she doesn't really like this cold season.

But she likes to peek at other people's sleeping, such as Xu Zhengchen on the other end of the stove table, and a comfortable nap is a different kind of happiness in winter.

Lin Jiahan stretched out his finger and poked his cheek, and a novel idea popped up in his heart.

……

"Hmm...... I'm so sleepy......"

As soon as Xu Zhengchen woke up after dozing, the left and right sides of his face, except for the red marks when he slept, were the turtles on the strokes.

"Hee-hee, you're awake." Lin Jiahan hid the marker pen and replied to him with a sneer.

"Am I asleep......" The light in the room made Xu Zhengchen's eyes close uncomfortably.

"Not so."

It was not easy to adjust to the brightness, and his heavy head began to wail.

He looked around at the surroundings, and according to the current situation, he should still be tutoring her in Lin Jiahan's room.

Although he was recommended by a nearby educational institution to be a tutor, and he had known this girl for less than a month, the relationship between the two seemed to be a little ambiguous.

Xu Zhengchen hurriedly sorted out the previous handouts: "Do you remember where I reviewed for you?" ”

"I forgot~"

Lin Jiahan likes to look at him with this kind of teasing gaze, especially when he is serious about his work.

"And you see it's getting late today, so it's better to cram here for the time being, and come back tomorrow."

Xu Zhengchen heard her long-accumulated thoughts, but she just put her hands on her face and rubbed them repeatedly, and said in a broken voice:

"Tutoring is gone as of today, don't you know?"

"Know ......"

"I have listed all the other unfinished knowledge points for you, and then do the questions after reading the notes, study hard and don't be lazy."

“……”

After removing the lock, Xu Zhengchen slowly led the bicycle to the side of the road, and Lin Jiahan upstairs kept standing by the window and watching, keeping his eyes on the open space outside the building.

She only vaguely felt that she had to say goodbye to the boy.

"Will you come again?"

In order to see him off, Lin Jiahan put on a pair of slippers and hurriedly ran down the stairs.

"It depends, at least not during the winter vacation."

I don't know if he took care of Lin Jiahan's emotions, he put his hand into the basket, took out a bag of storage bags inside, and said:

"I gave it to you."

"What is this?" Lin Jiahan, who heard the voice, suddenly raised her head and saw Xu Zhengchen, who was sitting on the side of the car, throwing a small bag of things at her.

"The seeds of the cherry blossom tree should be considered as gifts."

"How did you come up with the idea of giving me this, and I have a few months left on my birthday."

"I see, you want me to help plant trees, right?"

"How is it possible, it's really just a gift." Xu Zhengchen was inexplicably poked by her and laughed.

Lin Jiahan thought about it seriously: "Cherry blossoms...... Is there some moral in it? ”

Xu Zhengchen shook his head, put aside a sentence and rode away at the corner of the street at night.

"Huh! What you just said, I didn't hear you clearly! Lin Jiahan hurriedly stepped forward to catch up.

Whoop Woohoo ......

After the running drill organized by the grade ended, Lin Jiahan was still running on the playground.

"Jiahan, I'll go to the dining hall to eat first." Before the girl left the playground, she beckoned to Lin Jiahan, "By the way, what do you want to eat at night, I'll bring it to you." ”

"It's the same as Tingting's little fairy." Lin Jiahan took off the headphones in his ears and said without changing his smile.

"Okay, I got it."

"Hmm."

……

The plane tree next to the teaching building is growing vigorously, and the branches of the side branches have reached the exterior view of the window on the fourth floor.

The classroom of the evening study is surprisingly quiet, the rustling of writing, the cold air of the air conditioner in the classroom cannot dissipate the residual heat of late summer, the test papers and review materials piled up into a high mountain, and the shoban box containing books are gradually becoming a normal part of the life of the third year of high school.

Lin Jiahan sat in the last row of seats by the door, holding his face in his hands, and watched the other students in the classroom bury their heads in their studies with interest.

There was a thought that made her feel that she was actually an outlier, in the No. 1 Middle School of Qianxia City, which can be called a modern ecological reading park.

Especially under the general trend of the school's undergraduate admission rate increasing year after year, Lin Jiahan still does not change the nature of the countdown of grades.

It's not that she doesn't like to study, it's just that she doesn't necessarily have to take the path of studying, in fact, there are other options for her.

Lin Jiahan's family's economic conditions are not bad, and even if they are poor, they can afford to pay the tuition and miscellaneous fees needed for the junior college. It's just that she always shouts to her parents that she doesn't want to go to college, but at the level of art illustration or music.

Because she herself is not an art student, this naturally attracted the opposition of her parents and many teachers.

Rather than checking the test answers projected by multimedia projections on the podium, Lin Jiahan prefers to scribble on his scratch paper, as most students do.

Soon, the exam paper was painted with a cherry blossom with her red pen, and the answer sheet in the corner of the table did not escape her poisonous hands.

"Ahh

Wearing a thin school uniform jacket, she suddenly let out a sneeze, and the person she attracted was the teacher on duty for this evening repair, who happened to be her homeroom teacher.

The head teacher's figure is well-proportioned, but the hairline under the thinning hair is a little eye-catching.

"Come to my office."

After passing through the long corridor in front of the classroom door, and turning two or three corners, Lin Jiahan followed the head teacher into the office on the same floor.

A handful of teachers are either playing with their phones crossed, or sitting at their computer desks preparing courseware.

"Hello teacher." Lin Jiahan politely greeted the other teachers.

"Do you know why you were called to the office?" The head teacher sat back in front of his desk and took a sip of freshly brewed warm tea.

"I don't know ......" Lin Jiahan knew his bad behavior very well in his heart, even if he didn't say it to his face, the head teacher knew it at a glance.

"The main thing is to study, and the results of the last research test have come out."

"Well......" Lin Jiahan understands the reason, as long as she is willing to bow her head and admit her mistakes in this link, the head teacher will not be too embarrassed by herself.

"I'd like to have a good talk with you."

The teacup rested on the coaster, and the shaking of the cup body shook a ripple of tea.

"I'm always dozing off when I'm in math class, and I'm scribbling and painting when I'm supposed to study in the evening, and you're a senior in high school, so you should be a bit like talking."

Lin Jiahan shook her head to divert her attention for a while, but at this time, meeting students who came to the office to ask practice questions would only make her more embarrassed.

The conversation during the evening repair seemed to take root in his head, and until the lights went out in the girls' dormitory, Lin Jiahan still hugged the pillow and couldn't sleep.

"When you plant them one day, tell me the meaning of cherry blossoms."