Recently, a sad thing happened at the school, a sophomore girl came home late after school on Friday because she went shopping with her classmates. She rode her bicycle alone, and in order to get home early, she took the path home.

It had just rained in the morning, and there were many small puddles on the path, and she was not very steady on the ride. On the way, while passing by a demolished house, he accidentally hit a bicycle riding on the opposite side. The surveillance only captured the boy and the girl talking a few words face-to-face, and then pulled the girl into one of the houses, and then only saw the boy come out, but never saw the girl.

When the police found the girl, she had already lost her breath, and the girl committed suicide by jumping from the second floor, but she was already disheveled at that time.

In the end, the man was successfully captured and convicted.

This incident was also reported in the news, and the school also attached great importance to it, and asked the class teachers to remind the students who went home alone to pay attention to safety.

"After school today and Friday, we all go home early and don't hang out outside. Especially girls, do you know? "The head teacher didn't forget to tell me again before class.

"Got it." The students answered in unison.

With the sound of the head teacher, the classroom instantly became agitated.

"Su Ziyue, let's go home together today." Han Mo stood beside Su Ziyue.

"No, the main thing is that we don't go by the way." Su Ziyue said to Han Mo with her schoolbag on her back.

"There's been a lot of going on lately, and my dad asked me to watch you enter the house."

"Okay."

Shortly after the two of them left the school building, the rain fell.

Su Ziyue hurriedly took out an umbrella from her schoolbag and propped it up, looking at Han Mo, who had been standing in the rain for a long time, she hurriedly held the umbrella and accommodated him together.

"Didn't you bring an umbrella?"

"I didn't bring it." Han Mo rarely remembers putting an umbrella in his school bag.

The rain wasn't heavy, but the splash around them still soaked their school pants.

Han Mo took the umbrella from Su Ziyue's hand: "I'll come." ”

"Hmm." Su Ziyue had to hold up higher because she had to take Han Mo into account, and she was indeed a little tired.

It's almost winter, and the rain is even more wet and cold. The wind in front of her blew the rain on Su Ziyue's face, and her jet-black hair like a black pearl was also wet, and she could only use her hands to brush some of the hair stuck to the sides of her cheeks behind her ears to be more comfortable.

Han Mo on the side moved the umbrella to Su Ziyue's side, and watching Su Ziyue's movements in his ears, a seed in his heart seemed to be slowly germinating.

The two came to the side of the car, and Han Mo waited for Su Ziyue to go in before going around to the other side and getting into the car.

Han Mo handed the tissue on the car to Su Ziyue and motioned for her to wipe it.

"Thank you."

"It's fine."

Simple words, polite with a little warmth.

After getting out of the car, Han Mo got out of the car first and sent Su Ziyue home.

"Then I'll go back." Han Mo returned the umbrella to Su Ziyue.

"Okay, you tell Uncle Zhang to drive slowly on rainy days and pay attention to safety." Su Ziyue saw that the rain was getting heavier and heavier.

"Well, you should be safe at home alone on weekends, and you can call me if you have something."

"Got it, you can go back."

"Well, goodbye."

"Goodbye."

After Han Mo finished speaking, he ran to the car in the rain.

He could still see Su Ziyue standing at the door through the window of the car, smiling and waving in his direction.

Su Ziyue clenched the umbrella in her hand and smiled happily, her smile was as pure as a lily blooming in August.

She entered the house, locked the door, and began to clean up briefly.

"Han Mo, are you back?" Aunt Zhang hurriedly came out of the kitchen when she heard the sound of the door opening, "Your father called just now, go to celebrate your sister's birthday at half past eight, and ask your Uncle Zhang to send you there later." ”

"Got it."

Han Mo walked upstairs with his schoolbag on his back.

After taking a shower, Han Mo changed his clothes, picked up the gifts he had prepared a long time ago, and set off.

Except for the occasional Bai Qianqing on TV or roadside billboards, Han Zidu's birthday once a year may be the only time they meet.

Only a few people closest to the birthday party will attend the birthday party, and everyone will have a meal together, and it will not be a big deal.

"Happy birthday to you......" everyone sang a birthday song to Han Zidu.

"Brother, where's Twilight's birthday present?" Han Zidui ran to Han Mo's side after blowing out the candle.

Han Mo took out the gift and gave it to her, Han Zidui was very precious, held it in his arms and said that he would open it when he went home at night.

Since Han Ziwan was sensible, every time she saw Han Mo, she was very clingy to him, most of the time when Han Tan came home, she would take Han Ziwan back to live for a few days, and then she would sleep in Han Mo's room. Han Mo also couldn't do anything about her, after all, it was his own sister, and she was also very likable.

In the evening, Han Mo received a call from Han Zidu.

"Brother, I like this book so much, next time I come to my brother's house, will my brother read it to Zidui?"

"Okay."

At this time, a white and clear voice came from the phone: "Zidui, it's almost time to sleep." ”

"I'd like to talk to my brother a little longer."

"Zidui, go to bed early, and my brother will come to see you when I have time."

"Okay, then brother goes to bed early, too."

Bai Qianqing took the "Little Prince" in Han Zidu's hand and put it on the bookshelf.

"Twilight, why do you like your brother so much?"

"Because my brother is the best-looking person I've ever seen, more handsome than my father." Han Ziwan replied seriously with wide eyes.

"Hey, let's go to sleep."

Bai Qianqing helped her daughter cover the quilt, turned off the light and gently exited the room.

She came to the door of the study, knocked on the door, and then heard that there was no response and opened the door and entered.

Han Yan fell asleep on the desk, she gently approached him, took a blanket from the sofa on the side and covered him. She half leaned on the table, looked at Han Yan's face, and couldn't help but touch that brow. After so many years, Han Yan has really been good to her, but she has never felt the kind of love she wants. It may be that she still loves him very much, so as long as she can be by his side, I believe that one day she can fully accept herself.

The day before Christmas, Su Ziyue received five apples, which came from Han Mo, Tang Yu and three roommates who had a dull relationship, and she gave them back the three apples.

The popularity of the first grade is not covered in the final analysis, and apples are not like love letters, which are lightweight and easy to carry. Tang Yu left three apples for Han Mo, and the rest were all looted by him. After each class, he walked around the corridor with the apple in his hand, and when he saw which girl was good-looking, he gave the apple away, and then said a fixed line - Hello classmates, I am Tang Yu from the second and third classes of high school.

"Successfully complete the task, send it off." As soon as Tang Yu got into place, he took out an apple from the drawer and ate it.

"You just let him borrow flowers and offer Buddha like this?" Su Ziyue held the hot water cup in her hand.

"I can't finish it anyway, so I don't want to give you another one?" Han Mo reached for the apple.

Su Ziyue hurriedly patted his hand: "No." ”

Just now, Han Mo obviously felt that Su Ziyue's hands were a little cold, and he took out a bag of warm babies from his schoolbag: "Aunt Zhang asked me to bring it to you." ”

"Really, thank you Aunt Zhang for me." Su Ziyue looked at the warm baby in the bag, there were about 50 of them.

"Okay."

After all, Han Mo didn't say that he deliberately asked Aunt Zhang to go out to buy it for him, in fact, he was afraid that she would be cold.

"Han Mo, you are biased, why didn't I." Tang Yu's eyes are very sharp, and he can see it from afar.

"Then, give you two, don't shout." Su Ziyue stuffed two into Tang Yu's hands.

This winter has more warm babies, and it doesn't seem so cold.