On the fourth day, the sun was still dazzling everything on the ground, the trees and grass blades visible outside the window continued to shine brightly, and the roofs near and far were also inlaid with silver edges to refract a few regular or irregular bright lines.

In the morning, someone came to inform the junior college class to get the textbooks for this semester, and all four girls went to the department.

Many of the children in Beijing were arranged by the teacher as temporary class cadres as soon as they came up, probably Lan Lan was appointed as the little leader of the class, when she came back at noon, in addition to her new books, she also brought back a few large stacks of unfinished books, and several people in the back of the sheath Jiang struggled to help her move to the dormitory.

The various arrangements for our class have also started one after another, and we have also distributed books, and we have to continue after lunch after the class meeting that we didn't have time to finish in the morning.

At 1 o'clock in the afternoon, I still got up slowly from a lazy nap and couldn't be fully awake for half a day, still a rhythm of two beats slower than them, and Lan Lan kept urging me, and after a few days, several people have been very familiar, and I and Lan Lan are all Beijing children, so the relationship is even closer.

Finally cleaned up, I went out with Lan Lan and the others.

There were too many books in their class, and a few people couldn't hold them after they were finished, Lan Lan smiled and said that I was dragging my feet again, so I had to help carry the books as punishment, so the five people who went downstairs all held a thick stack of books in their hands.

It was on this afternoon that day, when I walked out of the gate of Building 6 this time, I saw Luo Yusong sitting at the stone table on the grass opposite, looking at us and smiling slightly.

This should be the "sunny afternoon that is gradually waking up" in Lanlan's Weibo, right?

“…… The one sitting next to the stone table in front of the six gates, the one who walked out of the six gates and held a book, there is no one in the photo;

That afternoon frozen in memory, you were dressed in the sun, smiling at me in the background of the golden green of the light—"

My sixth sense at that moment told me that the smile that looked at us had nothing to do with the four of us, and that clear and bright smile belonged to Lan Lan alone.

It's just that at that moment, I couldn't have imagined that the inadvertent afternoon, the moment I hurriedly walked out of the dormitory building, and the radiant smiling face, was so beautiful and unforgettable for Lan Lan.

Sixteen years later, I learned that the sunshine of Lanlan in September had been dazzling and dazzling in her heart.