When Lu Shiyuan left the dormitory in the morning, she thought it would rain today, and sure enough, at noon, the dark clouds obscured the sun, but compared to the imaginary autumn rain, this rain was a bit too small.

Although the sun is obscured by dark clouds, the sun is still a little too bright, and the sunrise in the west and the rain in the east are probably the current situation. The sky in the east is gloomy, but the sky above Lu Shiyuan is very empty, as if there is a holy light shining directly from the sky, the raindrops are sparse, even if the leaves of the large and small trees on both sides of the road have almost fallen, the ground is still dry, and the place where there is no tree to cover is covered with a layer of light moisture.

The fallen leaves seem to have a layer of fluff, and there are small round raindrops on them, because of the infiltration of this light rain, the dead leaves have become softer, and Lu Shiyuan no longer squeaks and crisp sounds when she steps on it, but like a layer of pale yellow soft snow. Occasionally, a few drops of rain fell on Lu Shiyuan's face, with the warm greeting of the sun, and then it quickly became cold, like the condensed water vapor on the popsicle packaging bag that had just been taken out of the refrigerator in summer, Xu Shaobai shivered unconsciously.

Because Lu Shiyuan was on duty at noon today, it was already quite late when she went back, there were very few people along the way, and there were female classmates who had already held up umbrellas of various colors, Lu Shiyuan scratched her head, probably except for Brother Wen, everyone was full at this moment.

Lu Shiyuan decided to buy a baked cake and go back to the dormitory to eat, and the cafeteria would have to close after a while.

The canteen of No. 1 Middle School has a row of contracted stalls specializing in selling cakes and the like, and then there is a teacher's canteen at the west gate of the school without a teacher to eat, but there are too many people in the teacher's canteen.

Lu Shiyuan bought baked cakes and meat, and rushed to the dormitory while eating, and met the little baron who was sheltering from the rain under the visor of the hot water room on the way, this guy didn't know where he was going, and his snow-white fur was wet and sticking together, it turned out that he was fat, and the little baron who became thin had a little bit of the smell of soup chicken, Lu Shiyuan took out a piece of chopped ham sausage from the cake, and beckoned to the little baron from afar.

"Meow~" The little baron stood up with a meow at Lu Shiyuan, bowed his waist and shook his fur violently, looked left and right at a little drizzle, and lay down again, as if he felt that the little food in Lu Shiyuan's hand was not worth the rain by himself.

Lu Shiyuan looked at the little baron who was lying under the rain shield and no one licked his cat's paws, where is this stray cat, it is really for the little prince who is used to being a royal family without worrying about food and clothing, Lu Shiyuan braved the light rain to go around to the little baron, presented the ham in front of the little baron, and then walked back to the dormitory slowly.

are also princes, this little baron is far worse than the little prince from the B-612 planet in Saint-Exupéry's book, he is so smart, cute and polite a prince, when he was a child, Lu Shiyuan read the little prince is interesting, as he travels through different planets, encounters all kinds of strange things to make interesting friends, at that time, Lu Shiyuan hated the little prince's roses, obviously relying on the little prince but so arrogant, causing the little prince to run away. Now Lu Shiyuan thinks about the whole story again, and thinks how lovely the unique rose for the little prince is.

After seeing the rose garden of the earth, the little prince will also be sad and depressed, because she told the little prince that she is the most delicate flower unique in this universe, but in the end, the little prince still realizes that she is indeed the only rose in this universe, although they look similar, but because he has covered her with a cover, erected a screen, and removed caterpillars, because he has heard her complaining and boasting and her wordless silence, because the little prince has been missing her, so the little prince's rose is the only one in the world.

Isn't this a troublesome and sweet love?

But Lu Shiyuan feels that she is not a little prince, but like the thorny rose, of course, not because of her appearance, but because she is a drama spirit in her heart, how similar it is, sometimes she regrets her life but she doesn't admit it because of her face. Presumably, everyone is both a little prince and a rose.

When Lu Shiyuan returned to the dormitory, everyone had already packed up and lay on the bed to prepare for a lunch break. Lu Shiyuan closed the door and climbed into bed, the dormitory became dark, and although the raindrops outside the window were small, they kept stopping.

Hang the slightly damp coat on the corner of the bed on a hanger and pull the quilt over, the strange Lu Shiyuan likes the refreshing feeling of the rain on her body, and she also likes the feeling of a lazy nap in the dry quilt while the house is a little damp outside.

Probably because the smell of sunshine in the quilt is too precious on a rainy day, it feels so comfortable that Lu Shiyuan feels lazy when talking to her roommates, and so comfortable that Lu Shiyuan, who obviously has no lunch break habits, began to fight with her eyelids, and fell asleep after a while.

According to Lu's mother, once Lu Shiyuan slept for a long time because she was too tired, Lu's mother carefully probed Lu Shiyuan's breathing several times before she let go.

Lu Shiyuan feels that her sleep quality is quite good, but compared with her roommates, it doesn't seem to be enough. Lu Shiyuan's dormitory has three sleeping gods, Brother Jian Canyang and Uncle Tao.

Brother Jian's sleep occupies a dead word, as long as Brother Jian's sleep is asleep, no matter how loud the sound is, it can't wake it up, Canyang sleeps occupies a god word, no matter how noisy the environment is, whether it's playing songs, watching movies or playing games, as long as Canyang wants to sleep, he must be able to sleep. And Uncle Tao ...... It's really hard to say, even if you sleep and grind your teeth and talk in your dreams, you can also master a sky-shattering snoring technique, and the loud voice reminds Lu Shiyuan of an essay "Dad's Snoring" written by her distant elementary school classmates, like a tractor rumbling. What made Lu Shiyuan even more amazed was that Uncle Tao spoke very clearly in his dreams, and sometimes he could hum a flat tone, once Lu Shiyuan went to the toilet in the middle of the night, and heard Uncle Tao singing that you are the most beautiful scenery in the world, just this kind of scene, this late midnight moment, Uncle Tao couldn't sing the golden voice at all when he was awake, so scared that Lu Shiyuan almost fell off the ladder.

As for Bai Su's sleeping appearance, which has always been in line with his beautiful man's personality, Brother Wen has not seen him sleep much because he stays up late every day.

A refreshing nap, waiting until everyone got up, Lu Shiyuan sat up and cleaned up her things.

The light rain was heavier again, and the gloomy sky in the east gradually drifted over the school, and I don't know how long it will take to completely capture the whole sky, and it seems that it will not stop for a while.

But there was still no need to hold an umbrella, Lu Shiyuan ran a few steps quickly, keeping up with the pace of Brother Jian's Canyang and his roommates, and the six of them swished to the classroom.

When she entered the classroom door, Lu Shiyuan saw that Li Yangqing's bangs were soaked by the rain, why didn't this guy use an umbrella, I don't know if he is prone to colds.

Lu Shiyuan wanted to stop and say something to Li Yangqing, but after all, she didn't stop in front of almost the whole class.

What do you want to say?

He wanted to ask, Li Yangqing, look, when there is no you, Lu Shiyuan seems to be living a good life, but she always feels that something is missing. He wanted to tell her all the bits and pieces of the day and listen to her answers.