"There was even a faint smell in the air."

After the afternoon self-study class, there is half an hour of free time, during which students can arrange freely. At this time of the day, the originally quiet campus will instantly become noisy. Students poured out of the classroom like a tidal wave, chattering happily and non-stop. For a while, on the school's playground and in the open space in front of the teaching building, students gathered in twos and threes. Kicking the ball, playing badminton playing badminton, throwing sandbags throwing sandbags.

Lin Yawen was sitting in the classroom, writing English words quickly, Donna ran in out of breath, pulled Lin Yawen and ran.

"Hurry up, hurry up, there are not enough people to throw sandbags, hurry up and recharge them!" Lin Yawen was dragged by her and almost fell, but fortunately she grabbed the edge of the table.

"I haven't finished memorizing the words yet...... Lin Yawen put on the cap of his pen and said reluctantly. Donna ignored her and muttered, "Working so hard, is it possible that you want to be the first in your grade...... Hey, okay, it's time to rest......" In this way, Lin Yawen followed Donna to the front of the teaching building and joined the ranks of Donna throwing sandbags.

The sandbag flew around, and the students who received the sandbags were quick with their eyes, or they were caught by the flyers, and the sandbags were firmly received in the palm of their hands; Or dodge the punching bag properly.

Lin Yawen absentmindedly threw the sandbag, her eyes searching for Ling Yue's figure in the crowd. Her eyes passed through the crowd of hopscotch, through the crowd of people playing football, through the crowd of people gathered to chat, and finally found Ling Yue in the corner in front of the teaching building.

Lin Yawen's eyes lit up!

Lin Yawen saw Ling Yue flying, so he easily caught the shuttlecock flying in mid-air, and then he quickly reversed it, and the shuttlecock flew to the other side. Lin Yawen stood in the distance, looking at Ling Yue's figure jumping together, forgetting to lose the sandbag in his hand.

"Lin Yawen! Hey, Lin Yawen ......" Donna shouted at the top of her voice, Lin Yawen came back to her senses, threw the sandbag over, and shouted to rest for a while, let others throw it first, then stood on the periphery and continued to look in the direction where Ling Yue was.

The boy continued to jump, and the boy's hair, the boy's school uniform, all jumped with this jump. From a distance, Lin Yawen seemed to smell a faint fragrance. It is like the fragrance of the branches and leaves of the newly sprouted buds when everything wakes up in spring, and it is also like the faint fragrance of poplar leaves emitted from the rain in early summer.

In this early winter evening, Lin Yawen seems to have returned to the sunny spring, back to the half-summer time when raindrops surrounded the eaves.

Just when Lin Yawen forgot his origin, the boy who was fighting against Ling Yue handed the badminton racket to a girl with a ponytail, and the girl turned around and smiled at the crowd of onlookers. Lin Yawen really saw that the girl was Su Xiaoyun. Lin Yawen thought a lot, and thought that Ling Yue could put down the badminton racket at this time, or give it to another person, but Ling Yue didn't.

In this way, Ling Yue and Su Xiaoyun played badminton for a long time that afternoon. Ling Yue was tall, Su Xiaoyun was short, and at first, Su Xiaoyun couldn't catch the ball from Ling Yue. Later, perhaps in order to take care of Su Xiaoyun, Ling Yue slowly lowered the height of the serve, and Su Xiaoyun caught the badminton steadily. The little shuttlecock, with a beautiful arc, rose and fell in the distance, and Lin Yawen's heart slowly sank to the bottom of the lake with the rise and fall of the shuttlecock.

Looking at Su Xiaoyun's ponytail that jumped together, Lin Yawen felt lost, a little sad, the slight fragrance of the grass disappeared, and there was even a faint smell in the air, and the slightly cold winter was laid out in front of him.

"I'll go back first......" Lin Yawen didn't want to look at it anymore, so he turned around and went back to the classroom. The classroom was quiet, and the wind squeezed in through the cracks in the open windows, blowing the pages on the desks and making a rattling sound.