"Nian Yi, Nian Yuan, you hurry up." Song Yiyi urged anxiously on the side.

"Oops, I see." Ye Nianyi stepped forward in three steps and two steps, and casually picked up the water bottle that fell to the ground.

"Let's go, let's eat, we won't be able to catch up with the big army." Song Yiyi muttered.

"Okay, Miss, what are you doing in such a hurry, and you're not going to the market." Ye Nianyi walked in front of Song Yiyi, "Let's go." ”

Song Yiyi took the girl's hand, inadvertently turned around, and caught a glimpse of the diary on the lawn. She let go of her, "Ye Nianyi, you left something down again." Why do you lose everything every day, a woman? ”

"What? I'm not leaving anything behind! Ye Nianyi looked back with some confusion, and there was a black diary lying on the ground. It's not mine. ”

The girl stepped forward and picked up the diary, and hurriedly turned the first page. On the snow-white page, the inky blue handwriting reads: "Class 7 of the first year of high school, He Beifan." ”

"Do you know who He Beifan is?" Ye Nianyi turned around and asked.

"I don't know." Song Yiyi shook her head, "I only know who He Beichen is." ”

"Nonsense, I also know who He Beichen is."

"I guess it's a boy," Yiyi guessed.

"Really, it doesn't matter how he left his notebook here." Nian Yi complained.

"Really, just like you."

"Where do I have? I'm better than him, I remember to take it, and I haven't lost anything yet. Nian Yi felt aggrieved.

"I don't think you're much better than him, one and a half pounds and one eight taels." Seeing Ye Nianyi walking forward on his own, Song Yiyi hurriedly chased after him. "Okay, Nian Yi, you're better than him."

The cafeteria was overcrowded, and the girls managed to find two seats. Song Yiyi sat on the seat and chewed slowly, while Ye Nianyi on the opposite side was eating a bowl of rice.

The girl's elbow crutched and touched the black notebook in the corner of the desk, but she didn't notice it.

"Hey, the laptop is off." Song Yiyi kindly reminded.

"Ah, is it?" Ye Nianyi's mouth was full of rice and said vaguely. Her right hand was reluctant to put down her chopsticks, so she bent down and picked up the notebook with her left hand.

Nian Yi placed it on the table, and a casual glance at it made her wonder. "What's written on this?" Nian Yi shook her head.

I saw a lot of staves drawn in the notebook, some of which were piled up there alone, and some of them were filled with lyrics underneath. "Yiyi, are all art students in Class 7?"

"No, Class 6 is an art student." Song Yiyi didn't understand that Ye Nianyi would ask such a question, "What's wrong?" ”

"Look," said Nian Yi, handing He Beifan's notebook to Yi Yi.

"In my opinion, he is still a literary and artistic youth."

"Hey, Yiyi, how can you say there is such a talented person. I usually like to compose a song and a lyric, why don't I have such inspiration? Nian Yi sighed.

"You're uninspired, you're clearly incomplete, okay?"

"Hey, why are you so annoying, you know that hacking me, a veritable bad friend."

Ye Nianyi flipped through the notebook and flipped through it: "Hey, you said, he is not an art student, where did he get so much time to do these things?" ”

"What's so strange about that? It shows that people like it, which is their hobby. ”

"Hobbies? Why don't I have any hobbies? There doesn't seem to be these four words in her Ye Nianyi's dictionary.

Nian Yi looked down the page, and under a juanxiu score was a few lines of flowing handwriting:

"I longed to find an island, an island that belonged only to me.

When the morning sun shines on my island, I embrace my beloved guitar for the new day. In the middle of the night, the sky was full of stars, and in the evening breeze, I sang in a low voice.

Without an audience, I laughed wildly on my own island. But when will I find such an island to appease my joys and sorrows?

Being in the sea of suffering, my heart is to the island. The evening breeze tells me that you will arrive eventually. Everyone will settle into their own island......"

Ye Nianyi looked at it and unconsciously put down the chopsticks in his hand.

"Hey, what are you doing? Dine! Yiyi looked at her best friend's stupid appearance and was a little puzzled.

"Oh, don't bother me." Nian Yi frowned.

"Why are you like this? Feel free to flip through other people's diaries. Yiyi was very dissatisfied with Nian Yi's behavior.

Nian Yi said with some words: "Where is it? I didn't mean to, I just glanced at it when I picked it up and went along with it. ”

"Okay, you can eat quickly, miss, see how slow you are today."

"Anyway, I usually wait for you, so you can wait for me today." Ye Nianyi closed the notebook and returned to his usual gobbling up.

"Hey, what are you going to do with the notebook?"

"Naturally, it's back to others, and by the way, take a look at Wenqing's appearance."

"Hey, it's not important to have a notebook, I'm afraid the latter is the most important."

Ye Nianyi smiled embarrassedly, "Alas, you still know me." ”

He Beifan was rummaging through the cabinets in the dormitory at this time, and he rummaged through all the drawers, but he didn't find out why.

He was sweating profusely and pacing the small room with trepidation. Zhong Yuze couldn't sleep because of his noise, and turned over: "Beifan, what's wrong?" What can't you find? ”

"Yu Ze, have you seen my notebook?"

"No? What notebook? Zhong Yuze was not impressed at all.

"It's just a black leather book."

"Then I didn't see it." Yu Ze shook his head.

He Beifan panicked and went to the bookcase again, "Hey, Beifan." Hearing Yu Ze's shout, he stopped.

"What's wrong?" The boy asked, slightly confused.

"I remember, didn't the military training diary be collected last night?"

"Oops, it's not that book." He Beifan's brows tightened.

"Then it's okay, I won't pay it anyway."

"I'd rather throw away the military training diary myself." He Beifan retorted unhappily.

"What's the matter, Beifan? Isn't it just a book? If you lose it, you lose it, and you just need to buy another one. Zhong Yuze tried to comfort him.

"No, Uzawa, that book is really important to me."

"How important?"

"I can't say it, it's just very important anyway." He Beifan forcibly explained.

Zhong Yuze looked at He Beifan with a serious look on his face, and quipped: "Hey, you kid, could it be a love letter to my sister?" ”

"Fart, I've only known each other for a few days, which girl do I write love letters to."

"So, think about it, where did you leave it?"

"I remember, I brought it with me this morning when I was training." He Beifan rolled his eyes.

"Well, and then what?"

"Then, did you see me bring it during the meal?"

"No, you didn't take anything when you ate at noon today." Zhong Yuze confessed.

"I didn't take anything?" He Beifan repeated.

"That's right."

"It's over, it's over," He Beifan slapped his head suddenly, "Then I must have left it on the training ground." ”

"Isn't that just right?" Zhong Yuze comforted, "When you train this afternoon, why don't you just take it back?" ”

"Alas," He Beifan breathed a sigh of relief, "that's what he said." But what if someone else takes it? ”

"Brother, you're so funny. It's just a notebook, who's going to take yours? It's worthless. The heart said that He Beifan's brain was probably broken.

"However, it is also possible that someone else will pick it up."

"Don't worry," Zhong Yuze patted He Beifan on the shoulder, "Even if it is picked up by others, he will return it to you." He Beifan didn't listen to persuasion, he sat up from the bed and walked out of the door.

"Beifan, what are you going to do?"

"I went to find my notebook, and I still didn't feel at ease and wanted to get it back sooner."

"It's going to be checked soon, and you are not allowed to go." Zhong Yuze stepped forward and grabbed him.

"You just let me go, Yu Ze, I'll be back soon, promise not to be late." He Beifan's eyes were full of pleading.

"No, it's too dangerous. If you're late, we're in for a miserable hostel. ”

"Oh, Yuze, I'll be soon." He Beifan began to be coquettish.

"No, if I say no, I can't," Yu Ze refused to budge, "I don't want to run five laps." ”

"Okay, okay, okay, I'll listen to you, I'm not going, okay." Beifan reluctantly returned to his bedside.

"That's right, one thing is one thing." Zhong Yuze yawned and continued: "I lost the book, and if I look for it now, I may not be able to find it back."

If you don't find your notebook and you're still late, it's even worse. So, let's wait patiently for the afternoon training, enough is enough, don't make any more trouble for yourself. ”

As soon as the words fell, within two minutes, the boy began to snore, but He Beifan had insomnia.

Beifan lay on the hard wooden bed, with two big eyes open, staring blankly at the snow-white wall. Zhong Yuze's snoring made him feel even more upset, and time went by minute by second, walking really slowly.

When the military horn sounded, He Beifan put on his shoes and rushed in the direction of the training ground. He searched everywhere and frantically circled the plastic lawn a few times, but ended in disappointment.

He Beifan felt that the softest part of his heart was violently knocked by a heavy hammer.

There were only a handful of students on the training ground, and he squatted down, the gears of his brain stopped turning. It's hard to be disgusted, this may be how he He Beifan feels now.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" He Beichen walked over and was a little distressed when he saw his younger brother's appearance.

"It's nothing, brother." Beifan didn't intend to tell him.

"Is your throat still uncomfortable?" Beichen squatted down in front of the boy.

"It still hurts a little, but it's much better. Thank you. ”

"Thank me for what?" Bei Chen smiled, "I'm your brother, you don't have to be so polite." ”

He Beichen put the boy's hand in his palm, "Be happy, Beifan." There are two more days, gritting your teeth and passing.

Brother doesn't like this ghost place, every day he either stands in a military posture or kicks the right step. It's okay, wait for two days, the military training is over, and my brother invites you to eat Pizza Hut. ”

"Brother, you're the best." The corners of Beifan's mouth naturally rose.

"Sample, as soon as you have something to eat, you will be happy, and you will be the same as when you were a child." Beichen naughtily nodded the boy's nose.

"Nonsense, I'm much more handsome than when I was a kid." Beifan retorted unconvinced.

"Okay, okay, my brother is the most handsome, young talent."

"yes, that's pretty much it." Bei Fan wrinkled his little nose.

"I'm not done yet, I'm as handsome as a briquette." Bei Chen smiled evilly.

"Who are you talking about? You're the briquette. Beifan slapped the boy's arm indiscriminately.

"Fan, you're so cute. If only we could always joke as unscrupulously as we do now. Beichen took his brother's hand and gradually clenched it.