The mist of Changnan, clad in hazy fantasies, stagnant and condensed, quietly covered the city's sky. Those kapok trees, defeated by the flowers and falling from the flocculents, still stood tall and looked at the thick white expanse. I don't see the winter fog in Changnan. It's thinking about Shelley's poem: Winter is coming, will spring be far away?

This winter, Jiang Xiaomian also stood under the kapok and thought about this verse. She tilted her head to see that the white mist was gradually dispersed by the faint light that penetrated the clouds, and she quickly pulled up the red scarf around her neck, covering her nose and mouth so that only a trace of air was leaking out, to prevent the cold air from attacking. The kapok also shook up and no longer shed its leaves, because it was only left with bare branches, waiting for the spring breeze on the south bank of the river.

"Oh, it's winter, it's winter..."

There are a few stubborn classmates, who are not afraid of the cold, they are sloppy with frozen feet in slippers, and even wear thin shirts and short sleeves, from this tree of the school to that tree, and deliberately make a "popping" sound of slippers on the cement road, opening his mouth to reveal his stupidity of forcibly resisting the wind, swords, frost and swords.

Jiang Xiaomian was walking on the way to the computer room, pondering something, and as soon as an inspiration was about to sprout in his head, he was swept away by the sound of slippers running past him.

She saw that the alumni in front of her were wearing short sleeves, obviously shivering in the cold wind, and pretending to be as proud and cold as Dongmei. Jiang Xiaomian involuntarily shivered cold, and wanted to tell him that he had to learn to love himself and that he had to add clothes when it was cold. But after thinking about it, she didn't say anything. If she really said it, people would definitely think she was inexplicable.

"Hmm! Changing the name of Changnan to Changbei is really suspicious that the footsteps of winter are on the wrong path! ”

"Tsk, I really want to see Changnan's next snow!"

…

Jiang Xiaomian heard their complaints, and only smiled in his heart, the north is much colder than here. Then I walked into the computer room, and it was obvious that I felt a warmth that swept away some of the cold. In addition to the clicks of the mouse and the occasional tapping on the keyboard, there were also their earnest whispers discussing which class was interesting or which course was easy to pass.

Jiang Xiaomian walked inside, intending to find a place, and when she passed by Jiang Wanguan's side, she didn't notice that Jiang Wanwan's eyes glanced at her.

Fortunately, Jiang Xiaomian didn't pay attention, if she did, she must have felt a little uncomfortable in her heart. She chose a seat that was more unobtrusive in the back, "Maybe no one wants to sit with me." She thought about it for a while, opened the education website and logged in to her student number.

The harmonious atmosphere in the computer room will always be broken by someone who will find a way to break it, just like when frying an egg, the egg always has to be smashed out of a gap before it can achieve its goal.

"Huh? Jiang Xiaomian, why did you choose such a backward position, are you afraid of how shady your stepdaughter identity is? ”

Ye Yao's words were very prickly, Jiang Xiaomian took a low breath, and felt a needle slowly push out the air inside, gradually invading his skin, and then the tingling sensation spread. Although half of Ye Yao's words are very true, Jiang Xiaomian is just thinking that the reason why his identity is not seen is only because of Xian Xinchen.

That's all.

Being shouted by a stepdaughter like this, Jiang Xiaomian really wanted to throw his hand and give Ye Yao the urge to slap him, and even the joints of his hands were stretched stiff and he almost raised his hand to fan it, but in view of Ye Yao's thoughts, Jiang Xiaomian could only soften his fingers, his eyes were angry and hateful to her, and even his hair was full of anger, touching every nerve ending in his body.

The four eyes are facing each other, almost sparks.

The people next to him whispered:

"Look, Ye Yao and Jiang Xiaomian..."

"Wow, when the rival in love meets, it's very red!"

"The computer room is going to become a 'crisis room'..."

Ye Yao hugged his hands on his chest, and asked her with a sneer: "What, it's still ugly for me to tell the truth?" Ask everyone, how much they want to interview the people who 'turn the chicken into a phoenix'! ”

A few of the classmates around were laughing, and that kind of laughter seemed to be helping Ye Yao, and it also seemed to be looking at Jiang Xiaomian's jokes.

"Ye Yao, go away, you're in my way!"

Xiang Dongyang entered the computer room, and he broke through the crowd and slammed into Ye Yao and came to Jiang Xiaomian.

In the entire Changnan University, I am afraid that only Xiang Dongyang can target Ye Yao without fear.

Ye Yao couldn't stand on her feet for a while, and almost stumbled, so angry that she raised her angry index finger: "Xiang Dongyang, I am the school flower sought after in the whole school, you pushed me for this woman today?" Believe it or not, the news headlines immediately burst into your embarrassment! ”

"School flowers? I think the joke is pretty much the same!" In the computer room room of Nuoda, only Lin Shen dared to laugh out loud on the side.

Xiang Dongyang said coldly: "What if you provoke the family of famous people, but you will just become a public figure for a few days, I will listen to it." ”

Ye Yao saw Xiang Dongyang coming out for Jiang Xiaomian, and Lin Shen was sarcastic, so he ran out of the computer room in a hurry, and collided with Han Feiran, who had just arrived, and left angrily.

Seeing Ye Yao's anxious appearance, Han Feiran couldn't help but want to laugh, "The sweet corn was fried into popcorn, which can only be the credit of Xiang Dongyang!" ”

"No, here, I've left you a spot." When Jiang Wanguan saw Han Feiran coming in, she hurriedly beckoned.

Han Feiran didn't pay much attention to her, and her afterglow scanned Jiang Xiaomian's direction, and she sat with Xiang Dongyang. At this time, Shi Qian was walking by him, and Han Feiran grabbed him: "Shi Qian, it seems that there is no place, there is a vacant seat next to Wanguan." ”

Jiang Wanguan saw Han Feiran, who was resigning, walking elsewhere, so she could only secretly slam the mouse in her hand to let off steam. Seeing Dai Shiqian come over and sit down, smiling at him, Jiang Wanguan disdained to look at his smile, and even rolled his eyes. She felt that Dai Shiqian's smile was ugly and vulgar, like a toad coveting a swan.

However, Dai Shiqian's smile is really just a very polite smile!

Jiang Xiaomian is a freshman this year, according to the rules of the school, the elective courses of the freshmen are selected before the final exam, and they can follow the footsteps of the course next semester.

For Xiang Dongyang, this is a good thing. He looked at the screen next to Jiang Xiaomian and asked, "Xiaomian, what class are you going to take, if you are confused, I can give you some guidance as a person who has come over!" Make sure you pass every exam. His intention in saying this was obvious, that is, to seize the opportunity to join her in class.

"You'd better take care of yourself." Jiang Xiaomian replied lightly, with no expression on his face.

Xiang Dongyang stared at Jiang Xiaomian's clicks, and he also followed the point, Chinese Chinese language and literature, history, philosophy... It also doesn't matter what the level of credit for your electives is.

Sure enough, it was the first to get the moon near the water, and Han Feiran had his eyes in front of him, and he only looked back, and began to be apprehensive.

Lu Xiaoguo pulled Han Feiran's sleeve and called him: "Hey, that's right, your elective credits are almost over, why are you coming to this computer room to stir up!" If you are still short of credits at your level, then you will let the scumbags who don't let us retake live? ”

"Scumbag, no matter what, you're half dead!" Lin Shen next to him smiled quietly.

Han Feiran didn't care about Lu Xiaoguo, who was talking to him, and got up and walked back: "Dongyang, have you made a good choice?" My computer mouse is broken and I can't operate it. ”

There is a little bit of dove occupying the magpie's nest, such a request, in obvious encroachment.

"Oh... I'll be fine right away, you wait for me. Since Xiang Dongyang couldn't clearly refuse, he could only delay.

Jiang Xiaomian withdrew his account, got up and left, "I'm ok, otherwise, let's use this one." ”

Sometimes, the truth is not what you expected.

"Huh? Oh, okay. ”

Han Feiran was also stunned, she was originally going to take the opportunity to get close to Jiang Xiaomian, but she left first. He had no choice but to follow Xiang Dongyang's operation and choose the same course and chase him out.

Fortunately, there were not too many turns in front of the road, and Jiang Xiaomian's back walking in front was clear at a glance.

"Xiao Mian..."

Jiang Xiaomian stopped when he heard Han Feiran's call, and looked back suspiciously, "Did you call me for something?"

Han Feiran hesitated to ask, his eyebrows and eyes were slightly anxious, and after a few seconds, he still decided to ask: "You have been getting closer to Xiang Dongyang recently, have you fallen in love with him?"

"Nope."

Jiang Xiaomian didn't expect Han Feiran to ask such a topic, and the answer was very clear in two words.

"That's good..."

Before the question was raised, Han Feiran's heart was crumpled with discomfort, but now it was scalded again.

Jiang Xiaomian was stunned for a moment, as if he was about to ask something, Chen Di's eyes immediately lit up, "Otherwise, do you know the cotton map?"

"Cotton Hunt ?..."

Han Feiran searched his memory of the painting book, he only remembered the 'Cotton Seeking Poem', what about the 'Cotton Hunting Map'? It doesn't seem to have this painting in the book.

Jiang Xiaomian looked at Han Feiran's ignorant expression, and a hundred conjectures secretly arose in his heart: "He seems to be very ignorant, is that poem just a coincidence with the painting in the Red Spinning Gallery?"

But that's not right.

"Why is the title so coincidental?"

"I've never heard of it, but I like to draw."

"I want to ask Mr. Yu, he has gone back to his hometown to recuperate."

……

At this time, Jiang Xiaomian, like a small fish with only seven seconds of memory, hid many conjectures in his mind, and they spit into bubbles that surged to the surface of the water with their breathing, and they broke open and disappeared with a slight "snap", and also messed up their thoughts. I could only repeat it to his muttering, "Yes, looking for cotton, a painting." ”

Sure enough, Han Feiran shook his head.

Jiang Xiaomian was troubled and asked: "You picked up my painting book and returned it to me, but there is an extra poem "Searching for Cotton" in the painting, which was written by you?"

Writing poetry is a touching practice. Han Feiran was stunned and fell into temptation again.

This temptation is a tornado with love, and it can't be avoided.

I told a lie before, and I was swept into the bottomless pit of lies by a hurricane. But the bottomless pit is destined to step on countless lies to get out.

"That's right! "Cotton Seeking Poems" was written by me for you. ”

The word "right", like a pair of trembling hands laboriously aligning the pages, can finally be "nailed" with a stapler, and it is a foregone conclusion.

Han Feiran admitted it like this, holding a hypocritical and stealing heart, and it was like getting on a thief ship of lies, and the shameless tornado swept him into the panicked beachhead.

Jiang Xiaomian was stunned at first, and grinned: "I thought it was copied somewhere, but I didn't expect it to be written, thank you!"

What a rare smile, the same ecstatic smile as she held the picture book she hadn't seen for three years that day. Han Feiran understood, it turned out that this was Xiang Dongyang's "doing what he liked" and "loving the house and Wu".

When Xiang Dongyang came to find Jiang Xiaomian, he saw that she was talking to Han Feiran, and he pricked up his ears carefully, and when he wanted to peep, he couldn't hear it clearly.

Seeing them chatting, Xiang Dongyang's heart was filled with three points of jealousy; Seeing that they were talking happily and grinning, the vinegar in their hearts exploded into a flood of vinegar.

Han Feiran took Jiang Xiaomian's hand, and his eyes looked affectionate: "Xiaomian, do you remember the activities of our military training?" The pair of hands holding you is not a game, he really wants to hold it for a lifetime. ”

If Jiang Xiaomian's heart is a lake, then Han Feiran's confession is at most a dragonfly and water, and he can't have too many ripples.

"Thank you for doing this for me." Jiang Xiaomian quickly retracted his hand, "But, those hands, he should have better blessings." After she finished speaking, she left, and when she turned around, she inadvertently took a wisp of wind with her, which was all the winds in Han Feiran's world.

Pushing into the final exam, everything has to be put aside.

Students who do not have a sense of crisis in failing the course are jumping outside without knowing the height of the sky under the slogan that they must pass every exam; The classmates who were worried that they had failed the course were cramming again, and they wished to hide the whole book in their brains, but in reality, they could only open the book and temporarily pick out the key points.

During the evening self-study, Jiang Xiaomian was the only one working hard in the silent classroom at first, after all, she had been lying blind in the hospital for nearly two months, and God knows how many times she had to pay more than others to make up for the process. Then those classmates came in one after another with their heads down, thinking that the holidays were all exchanged for those old and high review questions and a pile of thick ink-smelling test papers, and the passion for welcoming the holidays was fiercely washed away.

On a tight day, Lin Shen and Lu Bingcurling turned out the holiday Santa hats and Halloween costumes from some time ago, and they were happy to play cosplay. No, tonight he still wears a mask to scare Jiang Xiaomian.

"Frightened!"

It's a pity that Jiang Xiaomian is already immune to this trick, and after glancing at it, he said: "These happy festival times have long passed, so it's better to review them quickly." ”

Lin Shen took off his pretend, sat next to Jiang Xiaomian with his ass, fiddling with the dirt in his nails, and looked careless: "The knife is only sharpened when it is used, and it is only a freshman, and you have to play, just like the freshman in high school, slowly mix, slowly test." ”

Those classmates pinched their fingers and counted, oops, the exam time was approaching, and they repented and temporarily crammed; And how long can Lin Shen hold Buddha's feet for as long as he wants, it is ridiculous, and he runs directly to graduation.

Jiang Xiaomian was speechless. I really have to wait for the knife to stand up to the neck before I will lose my life.

"Grunt" Lin Shen's stomach began to cry hungry, "Hey, Xiaomian, are you hungry, I really miss the late-night soy milk in the backstreet of the school alley, my body is seriously deficient in protein!"

"Let's go back after self-study." Jiang Xiaomian's eyes did not leave the book, and he replied locally.

Lin Shen looked at her watch, and there was still a long time, so she glanced at it again, "Anyway, I didn't take the roll call tonight, and I won't take a demerit, so I slipped away." ”

"Hey......"

When Jiang Xiaomian turned around to call Lin Shen to tell her to be careful, the people had already disappeared at the speed of the wind. didn't see Lin Shen leaving, but first saw Xiang Dongyang's smiling face, he made a look: "Oh, there is a heart in the heart!" ”

"No, I was looking for Lin Shen just now." Jiang Xiaomian turned his head after telling the truth, and continued to wave the pen in his hand.

"Watch me do a magic trick for you!"

Xiang Dongyang mysteriously took out a piece of sour jujube cake from behind her, squinted and sniffed after appearing in front of her, and made a coveted appearance to advertise: "The sweet and sour rich fermentation, the intimate taste of relatives, you can imagine that you can't buy it on the market!" ”

Jiang Xiaomian only glanced at the pastry, and then looked at the delicate wooden box next to it, "Where did it come from?" I don't eat, it's night, and I'm fat. ”

Hearing the blunt refusal, Xiang Dongyang immediately confused his language, "This is sour jujube cake, this is my sister... No, it's my mom..."

Jiang Xiaomian covered his mouth and laughed, not knowing what he was talking about.

In fact, this is Xiang Dongyang's sister Xiang Xiyan's favorite sour jujube cake, and Xiang's mother specially prepared in advance in order to welcome her daughter back. No, Xiang Mother first brought it to the school and gave it to Xiang Dongyang, and Xiang Dongyang borrowed flowers to offer Buddha.

"Well, forget it, I didn't come at the right time. The afternoon before yesterday, I saw you talking and laughing with Han Feiran for a long time, and then you were cold to me. ”

Hearing Xiang Dongyang's joyful arrival, and incoherent, and finally the low sentence changed, Jiang Xiaomian put down his pen and bit a small piece of pastry, "Well, thank you, but I don't think I can eat so much." ”

"It's fine." Xiang Dongyang saw that she only ate a small piece, and he didn't bother to ask about the taste, so he just asked first: "Can you tell me what you and Han Feiran were talking about that day?" Look at you smiling like honey. ”

Jiang Xiaomian stuck out her tongue and pretended to be serious again: "That day... We just happened to talk about electives that day. ”

"Oh, can you still talk so much about electives?" Xiang Dongyang muttered softly, his eyebrows drooped, and he looked deceived.

Jiang Xiaomian pretended not to hear, lowered his head and only did his own thing.

"Xiang Dongyang, someone in your dormitory is in a hurry to find you."

Li Xiaohuan's voice came from outside the classroom, and before Xiang Dongyang could turn around, she ran to other classrooms.

Xiang Dongyang hated this cry very much, and in an instant, the idea of practicing stealth came out, and he didn't distinguish who the person who spoke was, and thought impatiently: "Who, disturb my time to fall in love!"

"They're looking for you, go quickly." Jiang Xiaomian also turned around and gave an eviction order.

Xiang Dongyang really didn't want to waste this little time alone with Jiang Xiaomian, so he sat and delayed for a while, looking for a topic to chat about something. It wasn't until Jiang Xiaomian ignored the topic and urged him again, and only after a few minutes did he move his feet back to the dormitory, and when he entered the door, he opened his mouth and asked, "Who is looking for me?" ”

"Who's looking for you? No one is looking for it! ”

In the dormitory, only Xu Zifan was washing and wiping his glasses, and he came back to ask Xiang Dongyang.

Xiang Dongyang didn't even touch his head, "Huh? Someone just said that someone was looking for me in the dormitory. ”

"If it's not in school, Xiao Guo also went to Lin Shen to play." Xu Zifan laughed at him, "Are you hallucinating?" ”

"Oh..."

The matter was fruitless.

Subsequently, it was not mentioned.