The pace of life in high school is tense and fast, and in the first and third classes of high school where Yancuo is located, the existence of academic tyrants abounds. There are heavier assignments, more intense hours, and more competition than in junior high school.

Today's teachers don't spend too much time talking about the problem, and many times they rely on their own analysis. Yan Cuo is glad that he has laid a good foundation at the moment, and it is not difficult to learn.

Su He and Yan Cuo are in the same class and in the same dormitory. The two girls usually go in and out together, and the relationship is getting better and better.

Regarding Yu Muyang's matter, Yancuo found time to tell her in detail. After listening to this, Su He didn't say anything, the blind liking in junior high school had long since dissipated with time, and now seeing that Yancuo and Yu Muyang are so good, he is happy for his friend in his heart.

Yancuo has been going all the way, Su He has seen it in his eyes, and the cowardly girl who was before has become brave and excellent now, and she is happy for her from the bottom of her heart. She just wants them to be okay all the time, and that's good.

There are six girls in the dormitory, from all parts of the city, with cheerful or shy personalities, Lin Jiang is a gentle girl with long hair and fluttering hair, and has always been the goddess of boys.

Lu Xiaonan is a babbling female man, who laughs in the bedroom every day, and is everyone's pistachio. The other two girls were silent and silent, and they didn't have a chance to ask their names.

Girls from all over the world get together and create a home atmosphere in this dormitory, where everyone studies together, lives together, and occasionally laughs and scolds, all of which are the true beauty of youth.

Yu Muyang's senior year of high school is now in the state of preparing for the exam. In general school activities, I don't participate in the third year of high school, and I usually look at their teaching buildings, which are brightly lit, and I don't go to him because I think he is busy.

Wait until the Mid-Autumn Festival, he will definitely go home, just go back with him. Words and thoughts.

After class on Friday, Yancuo refused to go home with Su He and waited for him at the school gate. When it finally got dark, the school was gone, and there was still no such figure in sight.

She was a little puzzled, and walked towards Yu Muyang's class, there was only one light on in the classroom at the moment, and under the dim light, she saw the appearance of the boy. He was lying on the desk at the moment, his face was pale, and there was cold sweat on his forehead, he was startled, and he probed it with his hand, and it was amazingly hot.

She didn't know where she got the strength, but she helped him out of the classroom with all her strength. The people around him seemed to be a little confused, and they were talking about something, and they were listening carefully, as if they were calling their names.

Yan Cuo helped him to the school gate and took a taxi to the hospital. In the taxi, the boy frowned and looked very uncomfortable. Yan was anxious: "Master, please hurry up, he is sick." The master looked at her and sped up.

Soon they arrived at the hospital, by which time it was completely dark. Yan Cuo remembered that he didn't tell his family about this matter, so he took advantage of the time when Yu Muyang hung the bottle, went outside to find a phone booth and called, his uncle and aunt were very anxious on the other end of the phone, thinking that something had happened on the road, she only said that something had happened to her classmates, she was accompanying her, and they were relieved to hear that she was fine, and only said that she should come back early.

After hanging up the phone, Yancuo walked to the hospital, which was quiet at this time, and there were few people passing by in the corridor. She walked towards the place where the hanging bottle was hung, and saw him lying like that, and there was a feeling of distress in her heart.

Thinking of his pale face, he couldn't help but think, the third year of high school was very tired, and his schoolwork was so intense, but he was lying in the classroom with such a fever and no one found out, if he didn't see it, the consequences would be unimaginable.

She reached out and smoothed his frowning brow, and kept looking at him.

I don't know how long it took, he finally opened his eyes and saw the girl in front of him, and he seemed a little surprised. "Why are you here, why am I in the hospital?"

Yan Cuo was a little angry, angry that he didn't take good care of himself, "You passed out in the classroom, I brought you the hospital." If I hadn't noticed, you wouldn't even know you had a fever. Do you know that you burned to 39 degrees, and you are talking nonsense. ”

As he spoke, he walked over to him and sat down without saying a word to him. Yu Muyang looked at the girl's puffing appearance, her heart was distressed and happy, and she couldn't help but tease her again: "Then what did I say, did you hear it?" Yancuo blushed, "No, I didn't hear anything." With that, he turned his back to him.

Yu Muyang talked for a while, feeling a little thirsty at this time, Yan Cuo looked at his pale lips, and ran out to get her a cup of hot water.

He gently sipped the water in his cup and looked at the girl beside him. Her hair was a little messy at the moment, and her immature face was full of worry. The moment the hot water entered his throat, his stomach was warmed by the hot water, and he was warmed by this girl.

After hanging the bottle, the doctor said some precautions, prepared some medicines, listened carefully, and repeatedly confirmed that there was nothing wrong, her nervous nerves finally relaxed, looking at the dark sky outside, she was a little at a loss, it was so late, there must be no bus home.

Standing in front of the hospital, not knowing where to go. Yu Muyang looked at her and smiled: "What's the matter, are you homeless, do you want to go home with me?" ”

Yan Biao ignored her and walked forward, Yu Muyang's voice came from behind: "Come back with me, I rented a house around here." Yan Cuo looked at him, as if judging the truth of his words.

Yu Muyang walked away with a smile, Yan Cuo thought about it, and finally slowly followed.

She followed Yu Muyang to a community, opened the door, and inside was a one-bedroom layout, the house was very simple, black and white, and there was no sloppiness of ordinary boys, and it was neatly cleaned up.

Yan Cuo sat on the sofa in the living room, and then said awkwardly: "Then I sleep on the sofa, you sleep in the room, the well water does not interfere with the river water." The smile on the corner of Yu Muyang's mouth deepened, "You go to bed, I'll sleep on the sofa." Go to bed early, not early. After reluctating the words a few times, Yu Muyang insisted on it, so she could only give up.

After she had washed up, she walked to the room. The room is full of good smells exclusive to him, Yan Cuo's face is a little hot, thinking that this is where he lives, her heart beats fast, she covers her head with a quilt, and the whole room is full of his breath, which makes her feel at ease.

After a day of running, she felt that her head was a little heavy, and it didn't take long for her to fall asleep.

Early the next morning, when he was at a loss, he found that Yu Muyang had already gotten up. At this time, she remembered the Mid-Autumn Festival and asked him if he wanted to go home together.

He shook his head, "My parents are out of town and won't come back at all." I'm going back alone, and it's not as good as the freedom that comes here. Yan Cuo was a little distressed, look at him, the young man had a smile on his face, but his heart should also be a little sour.

She wanted to say something, but she didn't know how. She wanted to stay, but she was afraid that her family would worry, so she had to go back.

Yu Muyang sent her to the station and watched her get on the train. The car drove out for a long time before he turned around and left. He is going to the company today, and his studies in the third year of high school are getting tighter and tighter, but the company's affairs cannot be left behind.

He promised his parents that as long as he took on his own responsibilities, they would not interfere with his feelings. Thinking about the girl's face, he is willing to work hard for her, to look his best, just to be with her.

I don't know how long later, Yu Muyang's phone rang suddenly, he glanced at it, it was an unfamiliar number, and hung up. The person on the other end of the phone called again and again unwillingly, and he finally picked it up.

"Why didn't you answer my phone, I just finished dinner, did you eat?" He looked out the window, it was already dark, "How is it, how is it, how does it feel to go home." The words on the other end of the phone were telling him about some changes in the family, as well as the style of the meal in the evening, just like the homely cooking of two ordinary friends, but he listened to it with relish.

After hanging up the phone, he packed up the materials in his hand and went back to the house he rented. The house still has her scent, which is a faint fragrance exclusive to girls.

He smiled softly and looked at the fireworks flickering outside, it turned out that today was the Mid-Autumn Festival, a day of reunion, but his parents never had time, and what could he hope they would remember.

The holidays were soon over, and Yan Tu went back to school. Everyone began to study and live in an intense and orderly manner again, and there were few opportunities to see him, but on the same campus as him, it was as if there was his breath around him, so it would be good.

She would always pretend to walk to the teaching building of the third year of high school inadvertently, and occasionally when she saw him, she would be very happy, and she would not be disappointed if she couldn't see him, knowing that he was here, so it would be good.

Yu Muyang is still a well-known figure in this school, and he has admirers in all grades. Everywhere he went, there were always girls staring at him and being nymphomaniac at him.

Yan Cuo has seen it a few times, and his heart is a little apprehensive, but he is helpless. He is such a good boy, tall and handsome, he can attract girls.

And he is such an ordinary appearance, I don't know how he could look at himself, thinking of his parents' disdain for him, the inferiority complex in Yancuo's heart overflowed deeply, he was a child of a poor family in their eyes, and he was not worthy of such a perfect him.

But he obviously worked so hard, so hard to catch up with him. Yan Cuo felt a wave of trepidation, fearing that he would not be able to keep up with him.

After a long time, she tried hard to get rid of her inner thoughts, and took a deep breath, didn't she understand his mind, he told his mind so calmly, how could she not believe him. He had taken so many steps that he had to refuel to keep up with him.

She will learn to be braver and more confident, and at that time, they can hold hands and hug generously, and they can really be together.