The indifferent years will also bloom its beauty, barren the cycle of time. The letter sealed in the embrace of the years is regained, and the gears of fate may be deflected.

The surveillance camera that was deliberately turned on just witnessed what happened, and fortunately, there was no one at the time.

Liu Lele quickly left his seat, and after glancing around, he set his eyes on the window.

The sun is high, the wind is blowing, the pure white plastic glass window, outside the window is a lively world, magpies sing happily in the branches to build a nest, white and tender floating clouds goldfish generally swim in the blue sky.

Holding the boy's favorite basketball table tennis downstairs.

The piercing sound of footsteps echoed in the corridor, the sound lit the long-lonely lamp, and the pale and weak light enthusiastically illuminated every corner of the corridor.

The sun outside the window was hanging high, and Wan Yan in the room was curled up on her small bed, and what had just happened was constantly replaying in her mind like a movie.

The teardrops were like beads with broken threads, which could no longer be strung together, and they slapped mercilessly on the face.

The head teacher in my memory seems to have never given himself a good look, and always treats himself as a waste.

"Why, is it because of my poor study that I am disliked by my teachers and hated by my classmates?"

Tears flowed uncontrollably, and Wan Yan couldn't cry.

The food that Grandma put on the table for Wan Yan was already cold, and Wan Yan didn't have the heart to look at it more.

Mom and Dad have been gone for about three weeks, and there have been many phone calls, but Wan Yan has not received a single one.

Bang bang, there was a knock on the door, Wan Yan wiped her tears, and tried to squeeze out a smile.

"Yan'er? Slept? I'm in," Grandma asked worriedly when she saw that there was no reaction inside.

"No, grandma" quickly got up, wiped away her tears, tidied up the bed and emotions, and ran to open the door.

Squeak~ Because she had been crying for a long time, Wan Yan's long hair had been wet with tears and became unkempt, "Yan'er, what's wrong, your hair?" ”

Wan Yan touched her hair, "It's wet enough" looked at her grandmother affectionately, and pretended to yawn, "It's okay, I just went to sleep and had a nightmare"

Goo~Goo~Goo~ A burst of noise suddenly made the atmosphere awkward, and grandma looked at her in surprise.

"Yan'er, why haven't you eaten, is it that the food is not in line with your appetite, or is there something uncomfortable" The grandmother was so anxious that she hurriedly turned her grandson around and looked at it again, and only stopped after making sure that there was nothing wrong.

Wan Yan was amused by her grandmother, "Haha, grandma, I'm fine, aren't we a dance competition recently?" I was so tired that I fell asleep when I came back and didn't eat. ”

Grandma was relieved when she heard this, "Then grandma will go and give you a hot meal now, you can eat it quickly" said and hurriedly took the cold meal and walked to the kitchen.

"Alas, how can this child not eat, how can the game be physical," the grandmother muttered to herself as she heated the meal.

Wan Yan sat at her desk and picked up the picture from her book again that scared her so much that she almost fell.

Then she suddenly remembered the unopened letter, and looked at the door, where the smell of food had filled the air.

"Grandma should be here" poked over and found that grandma was walking towards here with food.

I hurriedly put the letter in my school bag, and then hurried to the door to meet my grandmother.