Little by little, the sunset climbed the hill in a red brocade with a red brocade color, and the whole sky had a fiery and sultry color. Looking at it from a distance, I always feel that Changnan University is going to be burned down. The remaining afterglow was scattered on the grass of the track and field, and Jiang Xiaomian's back was a lonely shadow, and the red light wrapped around her body, dyeing her white shirt a light red.

The sky in Changnan has been such a gorgeous velvet flower for several days in a row, and it almost compares the kapok all over the city. "Maybe summer is coming, and in a few days there will be a fire cloud." Jiang Xiaomian thought so. After all, this is the first kapok season she has spent since returning to Changnan from Beijing. After three years in Beijing, she has almost forgotten what the sky should be the color of the Changnan kapok season.

"Hey, I've been looking for you for a long time, so it's here."

There was a voice of greeting from behind him, Jiang Xiaomian turned his head and saw Han Feiran running over. He is very tall, he should be one meter eight or five plus, Jiang Xiaomian sat on the lawn, and looked up at him with his chin raised. I didn't see his expression clearly, but I was stabbed by the light.

Han Feiran squatted down with a smile, patted away the dead branches on the grass, and sat with his legs stretched out beside him, "Such a beautiful sunset, how can you be willing to enjoy it alone." ”

Although Jiang Xiaomian smiled, every pore on her cheek was frozen with that smile, "Haven't you heard of it?" The sunset is infinitely good, just near dusk. ”

He smiled and said, "Isn't it because it's almost dusk that there will be an infinitely good sunset?" ”

Han Feiran's answer was very reasonable, and it contained a little bit of philosophical truth that was difficult to be noticed by others, and it turned people's moods around. Jiang Xiaomian's frustrated emotions were suddenly filled with this high-spirited sunset, and she thought, maybe the correct interpretation of Li Yishan's poem should be like this, but she has been misunderstood for so many years.

"I found that you have changed, and you are not the same as Jiang Xiaomian when I first met."

"Oh? So? What do you want to sigh? ”

Han Feiran lowered his head with a smile, and casually plucked a long green grass and played with it on his fingers boringly. What he wanted to sigh was that Xiang Dongyang was the primary factor that changed Jiang Xiaomian for her. At least Xiang Dongyang taught Jiang Xiaomian to laugh. If it were normal, she would not be so bored and calmly sitting here smiling and chatting.

When he thought of this, his throat felt like a sponge was blocked, and he couldn't speak. After dozens of seconds, a low voice seemed to be squeezed out of the sponge aperture: "Is he really that good?" ”

Jiang Xiaomian said lightly: "Now, it doesn't matter. ”

The tender grass in Han Feiran's hand was rubbed by him repeatedly, and the green juice shallow melted into the fingerprints, and it was really ravaging and shapeless before throwing the rotten grass far away, "I used to be unconvinced and even jealous, why did Xiang Dongyang enter your heart earlier than me." When I beat him up the other day, I asked him why he wanted to empathize, do you want to know how he answered me? ”

Jiang Xiaomian remained silent, did not tilt his head to look at him, his eyes still annotated the sunset on the horizon. For her now, the answer is like an appendice-to-page answer to a subjective question in a workbook, one word, omitted.

Han Feiran saw that Jiang Xiaomian didn't take the initiative to ask, so he followed her and was silent.

In fact, Xiang Dongyang's sentence is: "If protection is also a kind of love, then I have never given up loving her." I love her, just in a different way. ”

After the silence, he began to lie shamelessly again.

"He told me that I am more qualified to pursue you than he does, because he already has Ye Yao by his side."

Jiang Xiaomian's gaze finally moved to him, half-believing and half-questioning: "He, really said that?" ”

Han Feiran lied, so he liked to cover it up with laughter, "I've known Xiang Dongyang for almost three years, I know him too well, and when he makes mistakes occasionally, he always finds some excuses to disguise." ”

Jiang Xiaomian made a stop gesture and motioned to Han Feiran to stop talking about this topic.

"I don't know what status Xiang Dongyang has in your heart, but I am confident, if I am by your side, he can give you the good, and I can double it for you."

Jiang Xiaomian didn't speak again. Time consumed quickly, and on the night after sunset, a few drops of splashed ink were mixed in like warm-toned watercolor paint, gradually hiding Han Feiran and Jiang Xiaomian.

The farce of the past few days has settled down with the muddy water, and it has finally calmed down for a while. The piano ringtones in school classes are actually very pleasant, but they are just a kind of urging annoyance to the ears of the students. This semester is already the next volume, and Jiang Xiaomian suddenly became unfamiliar with the familiar class bell. It's just that I slept too long during the winter vacation. She reacted to the bell and hurried into the direction of the classroom.

Today's class is an elective history class, maybe the temporary classroom has been changed a little farther away, and many students hurriedly came to find it after the bell rang. Jiang Xiaomian breathed a sigh of relief when she arrived at the door, she thought that her classmates would sit neatly. Haha, compared to the classmates who just lifted their pants from the dormitory and rushed to class, she still took the lead in terms of speed!

"Hurry up, Xiaomian, I'll take a seat for you!" Lin Shenda took a bite of bread and stuffed it back into his pocket, occupied the first row by the window on the left, and beckoned Jiang Xiaomian, "How about it, it's still me!" I'll give you a spot. Lin Shen said and sat down in the seat inside, slapped his right hand on the stool of the seat outside, and motioned for Jiang Xiaomian to sit down.

Jiang Xiaomian sat down and took out a modern Chinese history textbook from his schoolbag, and then Ye Yao's voice sounded in his ears.

"I'm sorry, you two, but this is our seat."

When Jiang Xiaomian looked up, Ye Yao appeared in front of her with Xiang Dongyang in her arms.

"Really?" Jiang Xiaomian was about to get up and give way with a cold face, but Lin Shen pulled his left arm and sat down again.

Lin Shen crossed Erlang's legs and raised his head to Ye Yao and asked, "I came to occupy the seat first, how can you say that this is your seat?" ”

Ye Yao snorted and said, "You can take a look, there are still textbooks for me and Dongyang in the desk." ”

When Lin Shen looked into the two table drawers, one on the left and one on the right, there were really two textbooks, and they were indeed their names after opening them.

The teacher opened the PPT on the lectern and said, "Please find your seats and start the lecture." ”

Ye Yao glanced at them: "How about it, two, give up your seat!" ”

Lin Shen threw their textbooks on the table: "Look, there are seats in the back, you can sit in the back, you are not here to listen to the lecture anyway!" ”

Xiang Dongyang took the book and pulled Ye Yao to walk to the vacant seat in the back, but Ye Yao didn't follow, grabbed the books one by one, slapped them in front of Lin Shen and Jiang Xiaomian's table, and raised his tone: "This is obviously the seat we occupied first!" ”

"You!" If it weren't for the class, Lin Shen really wanted to fight with Ye Yao and sharpen her arrogance.

Jiang Xiaomian couldn't stand it anymore, and originally wanted to say, "Lin Shen, forget it, let's sit back." But before she could say a word, she was pulled by her right arm, and her schoolbag was taken away along with the books, Han Feiran said: "Xiaomian, go, sit next to me!" ”

Han Feiran pulled Jiang Xiaomian to sit in the back row. She glanced at Han Fei helplessly, thinking to herself what kind of seat this is, following Xiang Dongyang and Ye Yao to watch them show affection in class?

Ye Yao's smug face turned to Lin Shen: "Jiang Xiaomian has given way, what's the matter?" Are you going to stay here? ”

"Please find a place for those who haven't sat down yet, and get ready to speak." The teacher on the stage refreshed the computer and reminded again.

At this time, everyone's eyes were on Lin Shen.

"Okay, I'll give way to the old, weak, sick and disabled!" Lin Shen glared at Ye Yao angrily and moved to the vacant seat on the other side.

Lu Xiaoguo rushed into the classroom and saw that there was a vacant seat next to Lin Shen, so he sat down: "It's okay, I caught up!" ”

"Stinky pot lid, who allowed you to sit next to me!"

The teacher saw that the students had already found their seats and sat down, so he gave a lecture: "Okay, now the lecture begins, today is the first history elective course of this semester, I took a look, most of the students here are freshmen, and some students are returning to the furnace to retake, and they have to work hard..."

After Jiang Xiaomian heard the teacher's words, he thought that it was reasonable for Xiang Dongyang to appear in this class, but Han Feiran couldn't say it. She flipped through the book and asked in a low voice, "Aren't you always at the top of your grades?" Why did you come to this class and fail the course? ”

Han Feiran covered his face and asked with a smile: "I said I came for you, what would you think?" ”

"I don't have any ideas." After Jiang Xiaomian spoke, he focused on the class, focusing on listening to the lecture and taking notes.

Outside the window, the partridges landed on the kapok, and suddenly a flock of birds responded, causing one after another. Sometimes pecking at the freshly emerging fruits on the kapok branches, or basking in the warm spring sunshine, hearing the teacher's lecture, they will also poke their heads out of the window and look around, as if they want to follow this group of students to explore something.

Nearly halfway through the class, Jiang Xiaomian's mind was slightly deserted. "The partridges in the red glow reflect the trees", she heard the partridges singing to each other, and when she sang and harmonized, she remembered that there was such a poem. He also sighed that no matter how rich the onomatopoeia in the world was, it could not specifically describe the call of the partridge. It is not as similar to the sentence "I can't do my brother, I can't do my brother", no wonder it has always been said that partridges are full of sorrow for parting, causing melancholy.

Jiang Xiaomian didn't know how long she thought about it, but was later lured back to the classroom by the sound of the history teacher's lecture.

“… Okay, now the students take out their exercise books and turn to page 69 for the extracurricular exercises. ”

Jiang Xiaomian took out the exercise book and slapped it on the table, inadvertently slapped the three-color ballpoint pen off the table, and it rolled to Ye Yao's feet, it's really bad! I came in a hurry, and I only brought a tricolor pen. Jiang Xiaomian lowered her head and stretched out her toes to move forward, wanting to move the pen in her direction.

The ballpoint pen sounded crisply, how could Ye Yao not know that she deliberately embarrassed Jiang Xiaomian, and kicked Jiang Xiaomian's three-color ballpoint pen forward with her feet.

"Click!" Under Ye Yao's violence, the ballpoint pen hit the cement corner of the podium, and then it was bounced back and hit the table leg, and the two loud crashing sounds attracted the attention of the students in the front row, and they all looked at Ye Yao who kicked the pen.

The atmosphere of the class was stirred up by a ballpoint pen, and the history teacher spoke: "... Then I would like to ask the girls in the first row in front of me to explain to us the first question: 'The two main contradictions in modern China and their relations, as well as the two major historical tasks and their relations'. ”

Ye Yao stood up with a black face, his mind was empty. She purely followed Xiang Dongyang in this class, and the purpose was to embarrass Jiang Xiaomian. Therefore, for most of the class, how can I listen carefully for a minute.

"The two pairs of contradictions are the Republic of China and... and feudalism..."Even if Ye Yao twisted a few academic words into her brain, she couldn't be coherent.

The history teacher criticized: "You should listen to the lectures during class time, not do any small actions!" After speaking, he casually pointed again, "The girl in the back, you can answer my question." ”

Ye Yao glanced back at Jiang Xiaomian, and then sat down angrily.

"The two pairs of contradictions refer to the contradiction between the Chinese nation and imperialism, and the contradiction between the masses of the people and feudalism; The two basic contradictions are intertwined, and the contradiction between imperialism and the Chinese nation is the most important contradiction. The two major historical tasks are the prosperity of the country and the prosperity of the people, and the liberation of the people of the independent people..."Jiang Xiaomian paused after speaking, and continued to understand and say, "The former task is to clear the obstacles and create the necessary prerequisites for the latter task, and the latter task is the inevitable requirement, final destination and fundamental guarantee of the previous task." ”

Jiang Xiaomian elaborated on the knowledge points in the textbook like a smooth mouth, and received a round of applause.

The history teacher picked up the ballpoint pen and returned it to Jiang Xiaomian, praising him: "Yes, it seems that you understand, non-history majors can still work this job!" Then he turned back to Ye Yao and said, "Ye Yao, you have lost to the senior sister!" ”

Ye Yao replied embarrassedly, "Yes, I will review it well when I come down." ”

"Cut, isn't it just memorizing the text? Who wouldn't! Ye Yao turned his head and mocked quietly.

After the morning, the melodious bell rang for the end of class.

"Oh, class is over!" The students collected their textbooks and fled faster than the leopard one by one.

After Jiang Xiaomian walked out of the classroom, he was stopped by Xiang Dongyang, "Just now, I apologized to you for Ye Yao." ”

Xiang Dongyang himself didn't notice the way of verbal expression, maybe the boy was not very sensitive to this kind of superficial expression. To Jiang Xiaomian's ears, his tone seemed to be like Ye Yao's family.

Han Feiran came over to break the silence, "Xiaomian, you have other classes, let's go." Today at noon, I have prepared a fruit platter for you after dinner. ”

The moment they walked away, the air seemed to be split in half, and they each lived in their own world.

In the following classes, Jiang Xiaomian was trapped in a depressed mood. She gave up her golden seat and sat down on the table in the last row. Fortunately, the classmate in front of her is very tall, she is lazy and distracted, and she will not be noticed by the teacher.

Xiang Dongyang's sentence "I apologize to you for Ye Yao" and Han Feiran's "let's go" "We", what a similar sentence pattern, she thought: "Will Xiang Dongyang think the same way?" ”

Jiang Xiaomian was in a trance all morning, intentionally or unintentionally, and she felt sleepy, until a classmate said, "Let's eat!" ”

Legend has it that the aunt in the school canteen has a problem with her hands shaking, and Jiang Xiaomian feels that she will not have it in college. At least she was either full or overfed at every meal.

"Girl, what do you want to eat today?"

Jiang Xiaomian passed by with rice, and before she could decide whether to stop here to pick vegetables, she heard Aunt Canteen's earnest inquiry, she thought that if she walked away like this, she would be embarrassed to live up to the enthusiasm of others.

She looked at it casually and said, "Well, bring me some potatoes to burn." ”

Aunt Canteen dug up a spoonful of braised potatoes and covered Jiang Xiaomian's white rice, and said, "Look at you so thin, add braised beef to make up for it." "I'm going to dig up braised beef.

Jiang Xiaomian was suddenly disgusted, and thought: "Is this 'seeing people on the plate'?" I also brought a handful of sales pitches! When he was about to refuse, a voice came from behind.

"No, she will be allergic to beef, Auntie, give me that spoonful of beef."

Jiang Xiaomian saw Han Feiran coming, so she squeezed into the most crowded seat with her meal, and finished eating in two bites. In fact, he wasn't in a hurry, he just didn't really want to sit at a table with Han Feiran.

When she put the empty tray back on the tray table, suddenly a plate of fruit lit up in front of her, and the crystal clear glass plate, pineapple, strawberry, and mangosteen circled in a circle of color gradations to form the shape of a heart. Although it is very good-looking, Jiang Xiaomian still has no appetite when he looks at it.

"The love fruit after the meal is not something to be said casually in front of Xiang Dongyang! I specially asked Lin Shen your preference, oh, this pineapple is still a seasonal fruit, but it's delicious! Han Feiran said and poked a piece of pineapple with a toothpick and wanted to feed it to Jiang Xiaomian, but she hurriedly caught it with her hand.

Lu Xiaoguo had just finished his physical training, and walked to the cafeteria sweatingly, and saw Han Feiran holding a whole plate of fruit, so he went over and grabbed it, "Wow, that's wrong, there is still fruit in the canteen today!" After saying that, he sat down next to him unceremoniously and started eating.

Jiang Xiaomian was worried that he didn't want to pick up, so Lu Xiaoguo came out to relieve the siege, and left with a smile: "Otherwise, I just finished eating, I have a little support, let's give it to someone who needs it more!" ”

Han Feiran watched the gluttonous people wipe out the fruit platter, what else could he say! I really want to beat up this daredevil.

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