He wrote it to the "girl who likes rape flowers", and between the lines, there is his depression today, his feelings about life, and his hope for love.

For some reason, maybe it was too cold, he felt lonely and needed someone to talk to. And the girl he had never seen before, there was a mystery that made him want to say what was in his heart.

In the dormitory, there was the sound of deep and shallow breathing, Wu Hai was whistling in a dream, and the other two were very quiet, but from time to time they made a gurgling sound from their mouths.

Zhao Liang rubbed his sleepy eyes, and when he found that Li Chengbin was still sitting there, he muttered, "It's so late, why are you still working hard?" ”

Li Chengbin did not answer him directly, but folded the letter paper he had just written, stuffed it into a simple black and white envelope, and sealed it with solid glue.

He stood up and saw that Zhao Liang behind him was asleep again, hugging his pillow and falling asleep.

The corners of his mouth hooked into a smile, and he gently lifted the corners of Zhao Liang's quilt upwards and covered his bare arms.

Then he yawned and slept in his pajamas.

In the early morning, patches of yellow leaves are scattered on the campus path. Most of them are camphor leaves, with red, yellow, and red and yellow colors, which are very beautiful.

Xue Qing'er picked up a small piece of red, red, yellow and yellow leaves from the ground, looked at the gradient color on it, and smiled slightly.

Even if the leaves of this camphor tree fall off, they do not immediately wither, but look like they are alive. She picked up the leaves and squinted at the sun in the sky, which was not yet very hot, and it was colorful.

The corners of her mouth hooked slightly, and she quickly sandwiched the leaf into the Oxford Advanced Dictionary she carried with her.

Last night, seeing the intimacy between Li Chengbin and Zhai Meng, her heart hurt, and after the pain, she decided to focus on studying.

So, she got up early today and went to the library with some English books and an Oxford advanced dictionary.

Because Wan Xin was still sleeping soundly, she didn't disturb her dreams.

Climbing the high staircase to the open space in front of the library, she looked around, and many students had arrived early to read.

In all corners stood some morning reading students, some of them reading aloud, some of them reciting words silently, and some of them holding a pen and half-squatting on the ground to draw in circles on the book, and from time to time they read out a word or two.

There are still a lot of hard-working students! Walking past a student, Xue Qing'er clearly heard that he was reading the content of the political program, his eyes glanced at him, and with a glance, he found that it was the student who opened the same cabinet door as her last time, Jian Ange.

He was wearing a white shirt, with simple black pants, looking upright, and then looking at his hair, the three-and-seven-point bangs formed two natural curls in front of his forehead, and the well-defined black hair half covered his delicate eyebrows and eyes, and under the high nose bridge was a vermilion mouth, with fair skin, which made girls jealous.

His fingers held the scroll, and his mouth read the contents of the book aloud and powerful, not noticing that a girl was watching him next to him.

Xue Qing'er was a little dazed, could it be that this sophomore in the mathematics department was going to take the postgraduate entrance examination, so he started preparing so early.

She shook off the wild thoughts in her mind and walked towards the study hall with the dictionary in her hand.

The study room has already been filled, and there are books occupying seats on each desk. If you want to ask where your classmates went, you don't have to think about it, Xue Qing'er also knows that they must be going to eat breakfast, and after eating breakfast, they should come back to study hard.

Helpless, she sighed that she still got up too late, and her eyes swept through the entire study room, and found that there was no vacant seat, which was too frustrating.