The morning light wakes up the sleeping earth through the early morning sky, and the warm sunlight shines through the glass curtains of the classroom, shining a little bit of light into the school.

It was Zhuo Yihang who spoke, he was the earliest to come every morning day, but he never moved his hands, just ate and played games on his seat.

Lin Guo'er looked at Zhuo Yihang, who was holding a hot dog in his mouth and slurred his speech, and glanced at him, "You came early, and I didn't see you on duty." ”

Song Yiran walked to his seat with a smile, put the notebook he had just bought in the morning into the table, turned around and walked to the sanitary corner, picked up the broom, and stuffed one in his hand.

"Okay, there's only half an hour of duty time, don't fight, Zhuo Yihang eats quickly, sweep the floor after eating."

Zhuo Yihang raised the hot dog in his hand and made a smug face in the direction of Lin Guo'er, who glanced at it and ignored it.

Five minutes passed, Zhuo Yihang finished breakfast, thinking that he would be on duty with peace of mind, but he didn't expect Zhou Tian to also walk into the classroom.

The two of them bumped into each other, and there was basically no other communication except for playing, and the two were giggling and fighting with mops.

"Don't run on Sunday!"

"No, I don't!"

"I'm going to catch you...... Bang. ”

The two knocked over the table during the chase, and there was a loud noise, and Zhou Tian looked embarrassed,

“…… You're out of luck. ”

As the two stopped, it was a desk in the back row, attached to the chair, directly buckled to the floor.

Fortunately, there was nothing in the desk hall, and there were not too many books scattered, so Song Yiran was cleaning nearby, so he also accompanied the two of them to pick up the books scattered on the ground.

"Who's on this desk, the books are all new...... Qu Shuhan? ”

Zhou Tian picked up the book and opened the title page casually, on which Qu Shuhan's name was written.

"The library? Then you can put it away quickly before she comes, I heard that her mother is a school director, so it's not easy to mess with. ”

Zhuo Yihang sped up the speed of picking up the books as he spoke, and the two of them picked up the books and held the table in one go, and quickly left the crime scene.

Song Yiran smiled helplessly, and continued to pick up a few pens that had rolled to the ground, and there were pens that only wore several paper balls, which attracted her attention.

She casually took the pen that was strung like a sugar gourd in her hand, and wanted to put it back in Qu Shuhan's desk, but was attracted by the crumpled paper on the pen.

Why does the pattern of this paper look so much like her water-soaked notebook?

Song Yiran hesitated to take down the crumpled and pierced paper ball on the pen, unfolded it and looked at it, and was stunned.

'Maybe you're planning to change tables?' ’

'Do you want to?' ’

‘…… I don't want to. ’

Then don't change it. ’

……

'What do you eat at noon?' ’

'Just like you. ’

'Maybe you don't like what I eat?' ’

No, I do. ’

……

'Aren't you going to study at night?' ’

Then I suddenly thought about it. ’

……

All kinds of memories on the paper ball are the memories of the two of them, and looking at the conversation above, Song Yiran can even recall what happened that day.

But, why is it in Qu Shuhan's desk?

Song Yiran was shocked for a while, but her thoughts gradually became clear, the water cup and the unexpected amount of water that were inexplicably poured on the table that day, could it be that Qu Shuhan did it?

But why did she tear up her notebook? Is it for, Shen Yu?

But if you like a person, you can fight for it, why use this method to stab the feelings that others hide in their hearts?

This notebook recorded some of the conversations between her and Shen Yu, carrying many of Song Yiran's ignorant sweetness, which was an item she cherished very much, but now it has been abandoned like a shoe.

Qu Shuhan has such hostility towards her, so the bathroom door lock for the birthday banquet is by no means accidental, she is too much, and then she must be carefully guarded against and find time to make things clear.

Suddenly, Song Yiran felt an indescribable grievance and sadness, and a dull sound came from her chest, like a big stone had been pressed, which made her a little breathless.

"What are you doing here?"

Shen Yu's cold voice dragged Song Yiran's thoughts back, Song Yiran slowly raised his head, with a hint of dampness in his eyes, and looked at Shen Yu's unsmiling face.

She subconsciously clenched the paper ball tightly, stuffed it into the pocket of her tracksuit, and then stood up.

"It's nothing, you're here so early."

Shen Yu looked at her, she didn't seem to be the same today as before, after making sure that she was nothing else.

He took the bag off his shoulder, walked back to his seat, and hung it on the back of his chair, "It's not early, your duty time is almost over." ”

Song Yiran found out that many students came in the class one after another, and the progress of the duty had also reached the final link - erasing the blackboard.

"Why aren't you wearing a school uniform?"

Shen Yu put one hand on his cheek and looked at her with interest.

Song Yiran stood in place, wearing a blue and white tracksuit, light blue sweatpants outlining straight and slender legs, and a handsome stand-up collar revealing a beautiful collarbone.

At this time, coupled with her worried expression and misty eyes, Shen Yu had a hint of wanting to bully her, and he shook his head invisibly and drove the idea away.

"Yesterday, I forgot to wash something, so I wore a tracksuit, is it still strange?"

"It's not weird, it's beautiful."

The straightforward compliment made Song Yiran a little shy, her eyes dodged unnaturally, and she coughed lightly and turned sideways.

looked in the direction of Lin Guo'er, but found that Lin Guo'er rarely lowered his head in his seat to solve the problem, and his confused but resolute expression made Song Yiran feel so novel, and then quietly walked over.

"You have to review the question carefully, and the answer is in the stem." After watching for a long time, she leaned down from behind Lin Guo'er and pointed to the question.

Lin Guo'er turned her head and sniffed Song Yiran's good-smelling fragrance, held the pen with a sad face, and shrugged helplessly.

"Sister, is my foundation too poor, I can't figure it out after watching it for a long time."

"It's not too late to start working hard, and my aunt will be very happy to see it." Song Yiran walked to her side from the back row, sat down and touched her head.

"It's because my mother went to the hospital this time, I'm really scared, the world is impermanent, I always feel that tomorrow and accidents may not come first, and I want to work hard every day from now on, and I don't have regrets for myself and the people who love me."

“…… Fortunately, my mother was not seriously injured, otherwise I would have been so sorry for her upbringing. ”

There was a rare seriousness in Lin Guoer's eyes, which gave her a layer of soft light, and in Song Yiran's opinion, just like a hot-blooded anime, Lin Guoer's whole person was on fire.

Before Song Yiran could say anything, Lin Guoer clenched her fists again, and her face was full of hard work.

"There is still more than a month to go before the joint entrance examination, and I have decided that I will participate in this competition!"

A month is not a long time, nor is it short, but for Lin Guoer, it is still difficult to sprint to two disciplines.

Song Yiran was a little confused by her enthusiasm, and she didn't want to hit her, so she could only remind her kindly.

"Won't it be a bit rushed to review both math and English at the same time?"