Whether you remember it or not, whether you are ready or not, the day of the big exam has quietly arrived.

Fortunately, the warm memory is still quite good, and this year's English is an inspection class, mainly to check the classroom performance, attendance, and finally the teacher's classroom self-directed tasks this semester.

In this way, in the warm little luck, the big exam was passed without danger.

On the day of the end of the exam, two of the roommates had already returned home, and another friend, He Jingjing, set an alarm clock early in the morning, striving to get on the train when the station just opened.

Only warm, lazy lying on the bed.

"Nuan Nuan, aren't you still packing up? It's a holiday. He Jingjing looked at the warm and lazy lying on the bed and reminded.

"Don't worry, I'll only go home the day after tomorrow, and I'm going to go to the CD for a lap." Nuan propped his arms on the bed, half-lying and stretched his head out of the edge of the bed a little, and said to He Jingjing, who was cleaning up below.

"The CD is very fun, by the way, did you ask the aunt in charge of the building, when is the dormitory cleared, what should you do with your things?" He Jingjing's hand to pack things stopped, put the things in his hand in the suitcase, tilted his head, and asked.

"Don't worry, I asked, I didn't clear the dormitory until the day after tomorrow, I still have time, thanks to the early exam in our department, and they took the exam a day later than us in business administration." Looking at He Jingjing's worried inquiry, he replied with a warm and shallow smile.

"That's good, go out shopping and bring your things, it's almost the New Year, there are a lot of thieves." He Jingjing, who was relieved, began to pack her things again, and reminded Wen Wen while cleaning up.

"Got it, Lord Quiet." Warmly looked at He Jingjing, who was busy, and did not forget to remind herself, and hurriedly answered.

Now, I have to ask Brother Yang what time he will leave tomorrow, if he needs to pack up his things, he thought warmly.

He went back to the place where he was lying just now, took out his mobile phone, and sent a message to Xiang Yang.

Give me warmth: Brother Yang, what time will we leave tomorrow?

Give me warmth: I'm going to take something with me tomorrow

After waiting for five minutes and not getting a reply, the warmth turned into lying down, looking at the ceiling.

No matter, pack up your things and go home first, and when you come back from shopping, you can be a little less busy.

Do it as soon as you think of it, climb down the escalator with warmth, take out your suitcase from the large closet, put it on the ground, and open it.

The warm movements caught He Jingjing's attention.

"Huh? Didn't you go back the day after tomorrow? What to pack now? He Jingjing wiped the fine beads of sweat on her forehead with her cuffs, crossed her waist with her other hand, and asked for warmth.

"Oh, I'm afraid that I'll go crazy when the time comes, and I'll be tired when I come back, so I clean up in advance, so that I won't be nervous by then." Nuan raised her head and explained to He Jingjing.

"Oh, yes, yes." He Jingjing nodded quietly, indicating understanding. Bending down to pick up the thermos and pour water into his cup, he said again.

"Pour some water for you, let it dry, and drink it when you're tired." He Jingjing walked to the warm table, picked up the warm water glass, and shook it at the warmth.

Wen Wen smiled and nodded, "Quietly, Momda." ”

The mischievous tone succeeded in making He Jingjing smile, fill the warm cup with water, and put it on the warm table.

"I'll put it here for you."

"Well, okay, it's pretty hot to pack up."

"That's it."

The warmth here is packing up things in advance, and Xiang Yang on the other side is also helping the teacher correct the test papers, and the correction is English.

"Xiang Yang, you finish the single choice, and then approve these translations."

The old professor, who wore thick gold-rimmed glasses, placed a thick stack of bound scrolls next to Xiang Yang.

"Okay, no problem." Xiang Yang corrected the paper while answering, because there were many of them, so he naturally wrote down the standard answers, and after quickly correcting them, he wrote down the score, wrote them in the score column, and corrected the next one.

The old professor looked at Xiang Yang's skillful correction of the test papers, smiled, and nodded, he was really a serious student.

This is already the third year of such a thing, and since the beginning of the freshman year, the old professor has been very fond of this student, and when he is older, he is hired back by the school to continue teaching. However, a large number of test papers were corrected, which still caused a lot of difficulties for the old professors.

After thinking about it and discussing it with the Student Affairs Office, it was agreed that the students should help mark the test papers, but the premise must be fair and impartial, and there can be no favoritism.

In fact, Xiang Yang's performance made him very satisfied. It has helped him a lot in the past three years.

The old professor glanced at Xiang Yang with satisfaction, returned to his seat, and continued to correct the test papers.

For a while, there was only the sound of "rustling" pens and the sound of "banging" turning pages in the office.

Finally, when the short and fat hour hand pointed to seven in the office, Xiang Yang put down the red pen in his hand.

Carrying a thick stack of rolls to the old professor's desk.

"Teacher, I've corrected all of this."

The professor pressed his fingers against the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.

"It's hard work, Xiang Yang, it's nothing, let's go eat something."

"Teacher, are you still ......?"

Before Xiang Yang finished speaking, the old professor waved his hand and interrupted Xiang Yang's next words.

"Let's go, I'll tidy up here, let's go." The old professor smiled lovingly.

"Okay, teacher, I'll go first." Xiang Yang bowed, then turned around, and left the office with the old professor's wave and nod.

Out of the office, Xiang Yang reached out and pinched, rubbed the back of his neck, lowered his head all afternoon, from two o'clock to seven o'clock, almost did not move, and the back of his neck stiffened a lot.

Turning around and glancing back at the office with the lights on, Xiang Yang's heart rose with respect for the old professor.

Going down the stairs, rubbing the back of his neck, he took out his phone from his trouser pocket downstairs, and as soon as he opened it, the warm message popped up.

With guilt in his eyes, he strode in the direction of the warm dormitory building, and then dialed the warm phone.

A few seconds after the "drip" sound, the phone was connected.

"Hey~" The soft and glutinous voice came, and Xiang Yang felt that his tired body, which had been tired all afternoon, suddenly relaxed.

"Nuan Nuan, have you eaten?" With a cautious tone, the warmth on the other end of the phone raised a smile.

"No, I'm waiting for you." Hearing this, Xiang Yang closed his eyes and exhaled a long breath.

"Clean up and go downstairs, I'm walking downstairs to your dorm."

"Okay, you wait for me."

After talking about the warmth of the phone, he changed his clothes, tied his hair, put on his coat, said hello to He Jingjing, and walked out of the dormitory.

When I went out, I saw Xiang Yang under the street lamp at first sight, so dazzling, I could always be found at the first sight in the crowd.

walked over quickly, gently holding Xiang Yang's arm and coquettishly.

"Just say why you ignore me, hey, why are you sweating in such a cold day." Stretched out his hand and wiped Xiang Yang's forehead.

After wiping it, Xiang Yang pulled his hand in the palm of his hand.

"I didn't ignore you, I was helping the professor correct the test papers in the afternoon, the phone was vibrating, and I didn't have time to look at the phone, it was a bit long, so I made you wait for so long." Xiang Yang's apologetic explanation made Wen Wen lose even the last bit of his temper.

smiled and slapped Xiang Yang's chest.

"Okay, then I'll forgive you." shook his fist in front of Xiang Yang's eyes.

Xiang Yang smiled.

"By the way, why are you sweating, come on, what bad things have you done?"

Seeing that Xiang Yang's forehead was sweating non-stop, he asked again and again.

It was Xiang Yang's full embrace that answered her.

"To pick up my eldest for dinner, you have to run non-stop."