On the evening of returning to school on Sunday, the three of them walked together on the way back to the dormitory. Twilight didn't say a word, and walked in front of An'an and Regeneration with a gloomy face.

"What's wrong with her?" An'an asked puzzled.

"She was waiting for me at the bus station today, and she was angry with me because I met my brother, so I didn't go."

"Oh." An An responded like this, but her heart was depressed, when did they start, they had already made an appointment to go to school together, and she didn't know.

"It's okay, she'll be fine tomorrow." Regeneration continues to explain.

Stupid, he's really stupid, can't you see that she's unhappy anymore? An Shore scolded regeneration in his heart.

"I'm really afraid I won't be able to get into college." A sentence suddenly popped up.

An'an didn't speak, just listened silently.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to be with you."

"So you can't stay with me if you don't go to college?" An'an looked into the distance, absent-minded.

"What do you say?" There was a hint of uneasiness in Regenerate's tone.

"That's what you said!"

"I want to go to the same university as you." Regeneration suddenly looked at An An with a serious face, his eyes determined.

"I'll help you." An'an replied lightly.

"Actually, you don't have to help me." Regeneration hooked the corners of his mouth.

"Do you really not want me to help you, or are you afraid of delaying my studies?"

"I'm afraid of delaying you."

"No, when I sorted it out for you, I was also consolidating, and I could use those notes myself when I reviewed for the college entrance examination."

In the middle of the ring, An An said again: "It would be nice if we could be in the same class in the second year of high school, then it would be easy for me to help you." That way, she can have more time together every day, just like Nozomi, and she regretted more than once why it was Nozomi who had another class with her.

"A class?" Reborn had also thought about this issue, but he didn't expect An'an to have the same idea.

"Well, but it's unlikely!" An'an sighed, such a probability is pitiful at a low level.

"No, it won't."

"But there are so many classes." An An pouted, looking helpless.

"I'll go ask them for it." Reborn looked at her and stepped forward and stroked her head, trying to comfort her.

"With whom?" Ashore continues to pursue the roots.

"More on that later." Regeneration can only avoid problems, and if he really has that ability, he won't have to wait until now.

"Then you don't have anything to take to heart, you must tell me that it's okay?" An An looked at his unfathomable eyes, which must have been full of thoughts.

"Hmm." Regeneration is full of promises.

"Regeneration, have you ever hooked up with someone else?" An'an smiled mysteriously.

"Huh? Pull hook? I don't know. Regenerate a "what the hell is that" expression.

An An pursed his lips, his eyes rolled around, and he didn't know what to say.

"You say, I really don't know, what hook to pull?" Reborn approached her, looking into her eyes.

"You're going to promise me." An An lowered his eyes and said lightly, his tone much softer.

"What?"

"Tell me whatever happens, and give me half of your stress." She looked up at him, her eyelashes flickering.

"Hmm," he nodded.

"Pull hook", An An stretched out the little finger of his left hand, he showed a surprised expression, that was a scene he had fantasized about many times, was this to hold hands?

He stretched out the little finger of his right hand, wrapped around An'an's fingers, and a subtle electric current passed through his fingertips to his heart, so soft and delicate touch, he couldn't help but exert a little strength, and in dozens of seconds, An'an finally let go first, if she didn't let go, I suspect that regeneration would continue like this.

"Ask you a question!"

"You say." snickering again, still immersed in the "skin kiss" just now.

"Why do you keep laughing?" An'an looked at his expression as sweet as eating honey, and he couldn't help but laugh along, as if smiling was a serious infectious disease.

"I like you!"

An An bit his lower lip, and his heart was pounded hard.

"When did you first know about me?"

"It's about two weeks after school starts."

"Because someone told you?"

"No, it's not."

"That's?"

"I saw you when you came out of the cafeteria that day, and I thought you were very good-looking, and I started to pay attention to you from then on."

"Isn't it because someone told you that there was a transfer student in Class 9?"

"I only found out later, before you, I never felt like this, I just thought you were so good-looking, exactly what I liked." In addition to being good-looking, Regeneration doesn't know what words can describe An'an.

"Actually, I didn't believe it, I felt like I was dreaming."

"Why?"

"I've always thought that a guy like you would like a girl must be very beautiful. And not as ordinary as me. ”

"How so? You're very good, not ordinary at all! ”

"Really?"

"I'm serious!" Reborn was afraid that An Shore would not believe it, so he added, "I have always thought you are mysterious!" ”

"Actually, I didn't know what I decided to transfer to, although at first it was because I had to take the high school entrance examination in the place of household registration, but later the head teacher also said that if you have a student status, you can also take the high school entrance examination there. Amazingly, I just wanted to come here. ”

"I'm here to meet me!"

"Maybe! I wonder if I don't come, I'll never see you again! ”

"We will definitely meet, if you don't come, I will naturally look for you!"

"Is there really something predestined?"

"Of course! Don't you think we're meant to be? From the first time I saw you, I knew you were the one I meant to be. ”

"Exaggerate!"

"Really!"

"Do you have ideals?" Anan asked.

"Ideal?"

"Hmm."

"I'm getting farther and farther away from my ideals, and that's when I'm still in the sixth grade of elementary school," he suddenly stopped talking, looking at An An's desire to speak and stopping, his face gloomy.

"Why are you doing that?" An'an turned his face to him, his eyes wide, trying to see the emotion in his eyes, "What's wrong with you?" Lost your ideals? ”

"No, I'll write to you. What about you? ”

"I started dreaming when I was in the sixth grade of elementary school, and until now, I want to be a freelance writer."

"Freelance writers? That's great! ”

"If it can be realized, of course."

"Actually, I have a new dream now!"

"What dreams?"

"I want to be with you, not just now, but in the future, I want to go to Switzerland with you!"

"Why do you like Switzerland?"

"One of my cousins went to Switzerland with her girlfriend."

"Really?"

"Hmm. He didn't get into college, so his parents let him go abroad. ”

"So you want to be like him, too?"

"Hmm."

"So you don't want to go to college anymore?"

"Of course not! I just want to be with you. ”

"I believe that we will be able to go in the future."

"Why?"

"There's no why, as long as we're together. If I didn't have you in the future, I wouldn't be there. ”

Reborn was amused by An's words. Unknowingly, the girls' dormitory arrived, and An'an turned around and left after confessing to the regeneration.

on the pitch.

The sports students were training, and after running a few laps with the team, his clothes were damp, and although the weather was bleak and the wind was a little chilly, he didn't feel it at all, only a stream of hot heat gushing out.

The music club is in the corner not far away, doing rehearsals for the art show. A pleasant harmony came:

"The first dream/Hold it in your hand/The place you want to go the most/How can you return halfway/The original dream/Absolutely will arrive/Fulfill your true desire/Only to be able to reach heaven!"

The coach clapped his hands, "This is the end of today's training!" Disband! "The players scattered in all directions. Shiyi saw An An in the middle of the group, so he walked over, sat in the flower bed behind them, and listened quietly, it was a song he liked, Fan Fan's "The First Dream".

Suddenly, I heard a girl's clear and transparent voice singing solo:

"If pride is not coldly photographed by the sea of reality/

How can you know how hard you have to work hard/Only to walk far/If your dreams have never fallen off the cliff/At the last moment/How can you know the persistent person/With invisible wings/Put tears in your heart/Will bloom brave flowers/You can close your eyes and smell a fragrance when you are tired/It's like a good night's sleep until dawn/And you can hum a song while walking/With a brisk pace/You always feel the weight of loneliness when you are depressed/How much I long for someone who knows to lend some warmth/I'm glad to be on the way/Our tacit understanding is so long/Through the wind/ Another detour / The heart is still connected / As usual......."

It was An'an's voice, he didn't know that An'an could sing, and it was so good, her singing lingered in his ears, swirling through his mind, painting a charming scene, and his heart couldn't help but bloom. He sat there and listened to them sing over and over again until the end.

"Why are you here?" An An looked at Shi Yi in surprise, there were still sweat drops on his forehead, and his sleeves were rolled high, revealing two protruding green tendons, arms with obvious muscle lines, and an unruly face.

"Just finished training! I'll hear you sing. Remembering looked up and smiled.

Listen to me sing? An An's cheeks immediately flushed with embarrassment, had he been here to watch her rehearse?

"I'll be your fan from now on, you sing so well!" Remembering leaned forward and approached her, with a look of charm on his face.

"Don't laugh at me!" An'an shifted his steps back unnaturally.

"Come with me to buy water to drink!"

"Now?"

"That's right, I'm so tired that I can't get up, my legs are numb after sitting for so long, help me!" Memories stretched out his hand to An'an, who was even redder and stood awkwardly in place.

He liked the way she looked, the sunset on her fair face, and the shy blinking of her long eyelashes. He laughed out loud, "Okay, I won't tease you!" He stood up, "Let's go!" ”

"Oh... Oh! An An glanced up at him, subconsciously brushed his forehead with his hand, and followed behind him.

"Do you want to drink anything?"

"Me? I don't have to! ”

"Then I recommend a drink." He found it in the upright freezer.

"Not really."

"Found it," he said, handing a canned Sprite to her chest, "Mint Sprite!" Don't say no! ”

An An looked at him with an expression that could not be refused, so he had to accept it.

"Don't turn me down every time, we're friends, aren't we?"

"Hmm."

"Don't you want to be friends with someone like me?"

"It's not."

"Then don't be so polite to me from now on, I'll be sad."

It's always hard to refuse.

An An didn't know why she was so repulsive to him, she always felt uncomfortable with Shiyi. “