In the evening, for a period of time, Nan Shi tried to tell himself that Ling Xuran and Ling Yiqing were sisters, and it was no big deal, and he was also comforting himself that Liang Beixuan and Ling Xuran were just friends with a good relationship, so there was no need to be suspicious. But......

"What a coincidence, we are in physical education class together, you have to cheer for me in 800 meters!" Ling Xuran changed into sportswear before physical education class, with sports short-sleeved light purple piping, light trousers with white stripes on a purple background, sunny, wanton black hair tied up high, and white flower hair rope circled twice, which was very bright.

"That is, what if...... We ran in a wave of people. "Liangbeixuan is an uncertain existence in the impression of Nanshi, sometimes very gentle and considerate, and empathetic; Sometimes it is the incarnation of the domineering president in the Mary Sue novel, unquestionable and rejected.

She enjoys being with such a Liang Beixuan, and feels that there is no reason for a person to be alone, because they are clear, and they live in each other's hearts, and there is no doubt about it.

Can...... Now he has one more person in his heart, and he happens to be among them. Let her be embarrassed and discouraged.

She has been busy recently, and she hasn't talked much with Liangbeixuan, and the most interactive is a "good night" and "Have you eaten" on her mobile phone? ”。

No more.

She admits that she is a suspicious person, but it is not easy to have him in this matter, and she wants to convince herself to believe - believe in Liang Beixuan, and also believe that each other's hearts will not change.

Her thoughts were pulled back to reality, echoing with a voice that she hadn't heard for many days, obviously she could be a subwoofer, but she wanted to be a violin, and she pulled it back and again, and the complex and depressed aftermath made her unable to extricate herself......

Unfortunately, she is a thief. The thief who steals the voice, steals the eyeballs of the person who can't make the sound, and can't see his heart at this time.

"Well, it's a matter of chance, I like it. I'm waiting! He also slapped his hand with Liang Beixuan, and it seemed to be the sound of sparks, crackling and bursting in his heart, red all the way to the bottom of his heart, obviously it should be fiery and bright, but with a miserable and miserable relative.

Nan Shi silently retreated.

Her next class was not a physical education class, and she couldn't do it from afar.

She didn't notice that the high ponytail flicked a small arc, and a smile rose at the corner of its owner's mouth, both warm and cold.

She saw Nanshi, because a pair of gray eyes were staring at the place. She can't look at herself, she can only be the person next to her - Liang Beixuan!

When she heard the sound of footsteps moving away, she knew that the person was gone, and she said goodbye to Liang Beixuan.

On the runway, Ling Xuran was far ahead at first, and then gradually fell behind, sweating profusely in the sun, there was no handkerchief to wipe the sweat on the forehead and neck, and he stayed all the way to wet his eyes, and he was salty and moist in his lips, which was very uncomfortable.

She felt that she was about to die, the world was at the forefront, and she couldn't run alone, and she couldn't even walk as fast as a turtle, and she was in the scissor tail of the swallow, a swarthy patch.

The sky was spinning, the horizon was trembling, and she was staggering, shaking her whole body, and finally her arms were swinging, as if she had come to the end...... But there is still a circle.

She felt that the white line of the end was moving, drifting, and flying into the sky, crumpled with the clouds, unrecognizable.

She felt like she was about to collapse, leaning to her left involuntarily, her body crooked, and she struggled to keep her balance...... But it still seems to be fate, and it will fall......

Hopeless.

She smiled at the end, probably worse than crying.

Looking up at the sky, she didn't expect a magnified human face to come in, very handsome, her own pale face was reflected in her dark eyes, cold sweat and hot sweat were mixed, and she couldn't tell the difference.

"Don't be afraid, I'll take you to the hospital with me."

It was Liang Beixuan, and his voice was obviously sharper because of his anxiety, and it was no longer so low, like ...... The harp, plucking the strings, one by one, trembling, a leisurely lullaby, narrated.

Ling Xuran was relieved, and the moment before his eyes went dark, he clenched Liang Beixuan's arm......

Originally, he wanted to pull the sleeve tube, but he wore short sleeves, so only the wrist could hold it.

Enron, she was relieved to face the darkness, without any waves......

She has long been accustomed to it, death is only one step away from her, and this torment is really long...... I fainted, I don't know if I will wake up and see the bright world, and I don't know how long this farewell will last.

In the teaching building, the dance studio, the bright white light shines, the floor is a jumping shadow, and the air is a flowing skirt and whirling legs, all in a circle, showing the beauty of neatness.

"Rest, take a drink, and come back quickly." The teacher was also tired after most of the class, so he found a corner and picked up a fan to fan the wind, and it was suddenly cool.

Somehow, Nan Shi always felt that something was wrong in his heart, so he walked to the window and looked down...... Below is the playground, where people are occasionally chatting and chatting.

"Oh, why are there so many people around......" A girl in the same class passed by, couldn't help but wonder, looked forward carefully, and was surprised, "Hey, isn't that our school grass?" Why do you still hold a girl in your arms, I don't know ......"

She muttered quietly, and the more she talked to herself, the more she felt that everything around her was getting colder and colder...... It's as cool as the heavy snow two or three months ago, and it's cool to the heart.

She glanced at Nan Shi on the side, she didn't see a smile, her face became more and more gloomy, and the mood of the rain in Huangmei was dying, and she retreated and didn't stay anymore.

School grass, holding a girl in her arms......

Inexplicably, I thought that I saw two figures not long ago, and my heart would not be so coincidental, but I always felt uneasy......

She continued to watch, the boy was holding the girl and walking in the direction of the teaching building, his steps were hurried, his face was not very good, sweating, and the girl's face was even more pale and bloodless.

But......

She recognized it, and she could see at a glance that it was Liang Beixuan.

As for who that girl is...... Heh, does that matter?

She told herself not to think about it, because class was about to start, so she pretended not to know anything and found a time to ask.

She used to be suspicious, but now she wants to be guarded and disguised...... I don't know if it's suitable or not.

"One more! Be...... Nan Pick! It's back! The teacher raised his voice and recalled Nanshi, who was a little distracted.

Nanshi trotted all the way back to the classroom.

Jumping, kicking, spinning, tiptoeing...... Repetitive and cumbersome, Nan Shi doesn't know what's wrong with him, just like losing his soul, the teacher is still boasting about himself as the Top1 of the dance troupe.

The playground also reverberates with competition and joy.

"Attack in the third position!"

"Beautiful!"

"Setter in the fifth position...... Hurry up, the number one smash the ball! ”

It's a volleyball game, or a boy-and-girl game.

Unfortunately, Ling Yiqing was alone, and she was in a group with the boy who had been kicked in the crotch of her pants before.

(Ling Yiqing: Just a moment, a moment!) ）