During the winter vacation, Lin Ran deleted Zhu Chengzhuang and Su Qing's friends.

Therefore, after the start of the second semester of the third year of high school, she never spoke to the two again.

Lin Ran was not unhappy because of this.

She didn't want to make herself unhappy, she didn't want to make herself unhappy because of anything.

She wants to stay happy until before the college entrance examination.

So even if she lost her wallet in the month before the college entrance examination, which contained her ID card, student ID, and a month's living expenses, she still didn't feel anxious after she looked at the surveillance in the school supermarket five times and still had no clues.

She believed she could find it.

She was nearly half an hour late at noon that day.

When I walked to the teaching building area, I saw a girl from the next class in the same dormitory running over in a hurry: "Your homeroom teacher is looking for you!" ”

She panicked.

"It's okay, I told him you went to the supermarket to see the surveillance." The girl said.

On the fifth floor, she went straight to the office, and as soon as she walked to the door of the office, Teacher Song walked out in two strides and pulled her to the stairwell.

"Did you find it?" He asked.

Lin Ran shook his head. But she was sure that it was lost at the supermarket or near the supermarket.

"I've already said it in the teacher's group, and asked the students in other classes to help find it. Don't worry, you can't lose it in school, and someone may pick it up. He said.

Lin Ran nodded, she didn't seem to be as anxious as the head teacher.

He said, "If you have no money, tell me, take it from me." ”

She went back to class.

What happened to Qi Bing for her, she told the truth.

Early the next morning, when Qi Bing came, he gave him two red ones: "You use it first, if it's not enough, I'll give it to you." ”

Lin Ran smiled and returned the money to Qi Bing: "I don't have anything to ask you again." ”

"Okay." Qi Bing put the money away and stuffed it into his schoolbag.

For the next two days, she didn't bother with the wallet.

After running and exercising that day, Teacher Song stopped her and took him to meet the grade director, who took the blue wallet and asked her, "Is it yours?" ”

Lin Ran almost cried with joy: "Yes." ”

As a result, Lin Ran bowed respectfully to the master: "Thank you, teacher!" ”

Then, Teacher Song took him to the fifth class on the second floor, called a classmate, and then told him two names, and soon, the two people came out with a blank face, these are the two people who picked up her wallet.

Teacher Song pulled the two of them and thanked them almost ten times.

Lin Ran, as the party concerned, didn't even say a word.

From the second floor to the fifth floor, Mr. Song called Lin's mother. said a lot of things, but what impressed Lin Ran the most was: "I'm so anxious, money is a trivial matter, how can she take the college entrance examination without an ID card?" Is it too late to reissue? I was just afraid that she was in a hurry and didn't scold her. ”

Lin Ran pinched the wallet all the way and followed him silently.

"But be careful, if you lose it again, it's really too late to redo it." He stood at the door of the office and patted Lin Ran on the shoulder.

Watching him go back to the office, Lin Ran almost burst into tears as he stood outside the door.

Later, the director asked her to write a thank you letter, which was pasted in black and red in the lobby on the first floor of the teaching building.

On the day of the college entrance examination, she took everything she could.

Later, when I went back to school, I found that the thank you letter was still hanging on the wall, and the bright red reflected Lin Ran's eyes, telling her that there are so many people in this world who love and care about you.

There's no need to be a couple, it's best to be a pair of friends.

Later, Qi Bing chatted with Lin Ran, and often mentioned this "humiliating" history.

That letter of thanks, just like Lin Ran's youth, stayed in that teaching building, but it was also deeply engraved in Lin Ran's memory.

Those who have passed, those who have come and gone, those friends who are still around.

Those who have had and dissolved feelings.

Bit by bit, stroke by stroke, all engraved in her memory.

I only hope that everyone can move towards their own future step by step, without stopping for anything or anyone.

I also hope that on the road in the future, there will be partners who will walk all the way, you and me, and we will no longer be alone.