It's only April, so why is it starting to feel hot? This damn window, it's not good in which direction it opens, it's just open in the east, it's just a few o'clock like this, my eyes are sunburned, I can't read the book at all, I want to stop sleeping.

A person's dormitory is empty, and the "Yesterday's World" borrowed from Fan Xin is regarded as a treasure by me, and I still can't get enough of it after reading it several times.

On the day Fan Xin left school, he gave me the book, along with the sunglasses he gave me. I'm sitting on a sunglasses on a sun-drenched windowsill, trying to get into the bloody wind again. However, the content of the phone call that the eighth master relayed to me yesterday made me unable to calm down.

At ten o'clock, I was about to stretch the quilt out of the window to dry it, but I heard the voice of the eighth master from the campus speaker.

"Liu Rui, first-grade, someone is looking for me at the door."

Is Zimu really here?

In the mirror, I look quite refreshed. White T-shirt and blue jeans, change into white sneakers that I brushed several times last night, grab the pink shirt on the side of the bed, and meet again in half a year, it shouldn't be wrong to clean up. Slow down, your hair is messed up.

A black sedan was parked in front of the school, the windows were open, and in the cab sat a man of about fifty years old, wearing a black and gray suit that looked carefully ironed. Seeing me standing in the doorway, he got out of the car and walked towards me.

"Liu Rui?"

"Yes, you are?"

"Zimu asked me to pick you up."

"Where's she?" I'm curious, obviously she said she came to me, why did she arrange for someone else to pick me up? Where is this going?

"Let's go! Get in the car and say. ”

"Where's Zimu?" As soon as I got in the car, I couldn't wait to ask the questions I wanted to know the most.

"You're Zimu's classmate?" Instead of answering my questions, the man asked questions that interested him.

"It doesn't count." Usually I don't want to say much about people I don't know, but the man in front of me doesn't seem very gentle, and my focus is only on one thing. "Where are we going?" I continued to ask.

"I know you have a lot to ask, but I want you to answer my questions first." The man was visibly unhappy, perhaps because I was really disrespectful. "Don't worry, you'll know later."

This last sentence must be to stabilize my emotions, I guess so. "Okay, you ask!" If you come, you will be safe, and it is good to see Zimu.

"What is your relationship with Zimu?" The man asked.

"Friends." Looking at the scenery speeding by outside the car window, I tried to memorize the directions and road signs, and I always felt like I was up and down. His face didn't turn, and he replied casually.

"It's that simple?"

"Hmm!"

"That's weird."

"Oh!" I was inexplicable when he asked. Who is this person in front of me, what is the relationship with Zimu, where is he going to take me, I don't know anything, I don't want to talk about it anymore, and I let out an unnatural sigh.

Perhaps because my answer was unexpected, he did not speak again for a long time. And I didn't expect to get any news from him, and I didn't bother to ask any more. The atmosphere in the car became very strange.

What kind of car is this? Shouldn't it be cheap, right? I forgot to look at the car logo when I got on the bus. Who is this man? Driver? A high-end car with a driver, the family situation is much better than I imagined.

People are always very strange, they start to move their mouths when their hands and feet don't move, and they start to use their brains when their mouths don't move. All kinds of strange conjectures came to me. At the same time, there is also the scenery outside the window.

"Where are we going?" Xiaoxiao turned around and asked me behind her.

"You ask him." I don't know how to answer her. Except that I really don't know, after all, it's not very familiar. So he snorted and said that she would ask Fan Xin to ask.

Although the last time the four of us went on an outing to the park together, I didn't say anything during the whole process. Just like Fan Xin scolded me, "Come out to play, you bring a broken book to read, it seems that you are very cultured?" "Actually, I don't want to bring a book to read, it's just that everyone is not familiar with it, and there is nothing to say, maybe there is a book for me to pass the time.

Surprisingly, Fan Xin and Xiaoxiao made rapid progress that day. The two of them disappeared after a while. I had no choice but to hide myself in my tent and read a book for a day. During this time, Zimu came twice, once to get water to drink, and the other to ask me to borrow a book to read.

When I borrowed the book, she took a fancy to "The Three Musketeers" in my hand and said she wanted to borrow it. I've just started reading it, but I'm not in a hurry to finish it. So hand it to her for her to pass the time just like me.

When I took the book, she suddenly asked me, "You like to read books?" ”

"Hmm!"

"Why?"

"I didn't have to see it before."

"Can't buy it?"

"Can't buy it."

"I don't understand."

"You probably won't understand." Leaning half out of the tent, I lay on my back on the grass, closing my eyes to end the conversation.

Zimu didn't say anything more, and returned to the girls' tent with the book.

Since that time back, Fan Xin and Xiaoxiao have often gone out alone, and I often see them in pairs, but I have never seen Zimu again.

A month later, when I was worrying about how to find Zimu and ask her to return the book I hadn't had time to finish yet. Early this Saturday morning, he was dragged up from bed by Fan Xin to attend a party.

"Long time no see." Zimu greeted me for the first time in history. Downstairs in the boys' dormitory, the four of us got together again.

"Long time no see." There was some surprise, but he still responded calmly.

On the bus to the suburbs, Fan Xin originally wanted to sit with Xiaoxiao, but was disgusted by Xiaoxiao. It seemed that there was something unpleasant between the two of them, and Xiaoxiao was obviously unwilling to deal with Fan Xin.

Fan Xin sat on the other side of the passage knowing that he was bored, Xiaoxiao and Zimu sat side by side in front of me, and I carefully observed the various small movements of Xiaoxiao and Fan Xin across the passage in the back row, I am sure that there is a conflict between them. It seems that quite a few stories have happened this month.

"Where are we going?" Xiaoxiao's question didn't get a reply from me, so she turned to Fan Xin.

"I'll tell you when you come here." Fan Xin, who squeezed his eyebrows, made Xiaoxiao roll his eyes constantly. She must be screaming in her heart, I thought.

"Oily cavity slippery." Although Xiaoxiao said this, her actions betrayed her. didn't hold on for three minutes, Xiaoxiao gave up her original seat and sat down with Fan Xin.

"They're a good match." It was Zimu who spoke.

"Hmm!" I agree.

It's not that I can't speak, it's just that I don't want to speak now, and I'm afraid that any extra noise will ruin the picture in front of me.

Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the dense foliage on both sides of the road, and as the car slowly moved forward, beams of light shone on the windows, and through the glass, it was a golden beam. The summer wind wrapped the smell of grass and leaves, through a gap in the car window, gently and excitedly caressing Zimu's curls. The curls that had been dyed brown but revealed their natural nature fluttered softly in the wind, and occasionally a strand of hair broke free from the large army, staying on the tip of his nose, the corners of his eyes, and the corners of his mouth with a soft smile, and Zimu was gently turning them back to their original paths. From my point of view, even the light that passes through the glass is alive.

That's how strange things are in this world. Just stop for a second, and you can stay for this life.