"It's you."

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The British jacket swayed a soft light blue hem, the pure white hoodie with English depicted the fair complexion with simple freshness, and the light pink lip line under the delicate eyebrows and eyes had a natural curve. He is like the protagonist in the illustration, all the colorful scenes around him seem to be blurred into hazy light and shadow like a mist of water, only a light blue figure is particularly clear and dusty, like a gentle outline of elegant watercolor, a face described as beautiful.

The voice was like the water of Heng Hot Spring, flowing smoothly to Yin Tianxi: "It's you." ”

Yin Tingxi looked at the blue-clothed boy standing quietly in front of him, worried that he would report himself to Phantom Star after he fled in the wilderness, but it was too late to push the door out at this moment, he had already recognized that he was the girl who wore a pure white hoodie with cat ears late that night and shared a taxi with him. The front and back roads were cut off by the still gaze of the boy in blue, Yin Tianxi stood stiffly in place, and the mottled iron door became hot little by little at his fingertips.

"Why are you here?" Although the tone was indifferent, the cold eyebrows and eyes could not hide the panic.

With a bit of a cold breeze, the hair on the forehead was blown, and the light smile on the boy's lips added a casual but clean and dusty elegance, "I'll walk casually." ”

It's a coincidence that you just happened to bump into me when you walked casually. Yin Tianxi muttered quietly in his heart, just as the boy's voice sounded again: "You are from Class 6?" ”

…… He knows where he is.

Yin Tianxi suddenly felt that he was full of wariness against this little Zhengtai, and the chill that spread like silver frost on the eaves of early winter slowly spread between the words, "How do you know?" ”

"When I came to school, I saw you walking in the direction of Class 6." The boy tilted his head and looked at the girl in front of him curiously, "Are you......?" Want to skip class? ”

The light cold breath that had just risen was instantly covered by this sentence, and he wanted to defend himself for a few words, but he couldn't find a reasonable and natural reason for a while to replace his idea of "going out to buy milk tea through the back door", Yin Qianxi felt that if he stood in silence like this, the dense and lush dark green vines beside him would be wantonly wrapped around him, but the sentence "I'm not ......" just lost his confidence when he couldn't speak, and his eyes slipped weakly from the boy's handsome face to a clean and traceless white canvas shoe.

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone." The boy took a few steps forward, smiling at the corners of his mouth, with a half-unique and half-cute childishness, but without losing the handsomeness of the picturesque silhouette, just a touch of inexplicable elegance, like the fragrance of flower tea lingering in the ancient alley through the hollow wooden window, "You don't need to have any scruples." ”

The large expanse of fresh and lonely dark green on the ancient building swayed gently in the passing breeze and made a small sound, and the dense flock of birds in the air crossed their wings and swept over the spire of the bell tower, reflecting the fleeting light and shadow of the sky in Yin Tingxi's clear and bright pupils.

“…… I'm going to buy milk tea while it's a long time after class. ”

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"Then ......" The curvature of the mouth rose slightly, and the childish smile fell on the slightly curved eyelashes at the corners of the eyes, and the corners of the pale pink lips rippled slightly, like a shallow breeze blowing across the calm water, drawing clear and gentle light blue ripples, a smile with a shallow yang soft light as clean, with a freshness and elegance that others don't have, "Help me bring a cup too." ”

"What?" Yin Tianxi's thoughts didn't react for a moment.

"Help me bring me a cup of milk tea." The light blue at the corner of the clothes fluttered in the wind with the elegance of the ancient charm of Star City, "I'll come to Class 6 to find you after the next class, and pay back the money for your milk tea." ”

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The dark clouds with a little dull gray move slowly, the light and shadow of the sky are soaked in the flow of time alternately light and dark, the angular shadows on the bell tower move away little by little, the fine and dense carved patterns of the building record the ancient traces of the passing years in a bright and clear way, the Roman numerals surround the musical note icon in the center, and the sharp white light divides the clock face into two time sections, bright and gloomy, painting a colorful and vivid picture.

The hour hand points to eight o'clock in the morning, and several white birds fall above the clock face with their wings, forming a neat landscape.

"You want it, Gapuding." Yin Tingxi just handed the warm milk tea to Xiao Xiaowei, who was waiting in the open-air corridor after class, and before Xiao Xiao's only sentence "Thank you for my good-looking little Tianxi" finished speaking, he turned around and walked in the direction of his classroom with the remaining two cups of milk tea.

"Dumping Creek, what are you going to do?" Xiao Xiaowei immediately stepped forward a few steps to grab her, "I'm so anxious to go back to the classroom." ”

"I've gone back beforehand." Yin Tianxi smiled, "Let's talk at noon." ”

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In the narrow but fresh pure white bright corridor, the boy standing quietly at the door of the classroom with his hands in his pockets, looking at the names on the wall signing in the log book, the people around him and the various conversations mingled into bustle and noise, he was not as deep and long as the quarter notes on the staff that always stopped in place, but as if he was still in another time and space. Time flowed slowly towards the side of the corridor like a thousand strands of deep sea, but it bypassed his figure, unharmed, and quietly merged into a light blue river of time.

"The milk tea you want." Yin Tianxi's cold voice sounded in his ears, "I don't know what type you like to drink, so nothing is added to the milk tea." ”

The boy turned his head and looked at the cute face in front of him, under the bright and delicate apricot eyes, a small five-pointed star tattoo hooked a touch of cold tones, the slightly curly long hair was soft and light in the wind, and the lip line without curvature was still cold like a slight chill in early winter.

"Thank you." The boy took the milk tea and smiled lightly, "You, what's your name?" ”

"Yin Tingxi." Stretched out his hand and stranded his hair, which was blown away by the wind, met the boy's pupils like a lonely but flickering fluorescent night light, and looked away a little uncomfortably.

"Well, there's a chance to say goodbye." The boy waved his hand, and the delicate eyebrows stretched into a slightly curved arc and the fresh smile with a natural slight rise have a childish sweetness, like a boy who is rare but is exclusively carried by the Zhengtai Department, "Just call me Kai." ”

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It's him.

Qian Luo stood up, the hand holding the water cup stopped in the air, the elegant ink marks of the hazy landscape in his eyes seemed to drip into the clear ripples of clear water, like a gust of wind galloping from a distant place to set off the originally deep and gentle river hidden in the bottom of the shallow heart, and the rippling water turned into a faint light point in the pupils, and his eyes fell on his white face as the soft light of the silver moon, and then suddenly froze, as if standing at the bottom of a deep lake, watching the water ripples of light and shadow flowing, shielding all the prosperity and hustle and bustle around.

The old years called a dream-like rain of flowers, he stood in the forest, his back fluttering clothes with the light pink petals fluttering in the wind, the flute fell, turned around for a moment, a large number of falling flowers covered his figure into clouds and smoke for years, when the rain dissipated, he stood in the corridor at the door of the classroom, elegant, clean and dusty, still with a very unique childishness, the memory center for the look of the forgiving, has added a delicate and indifferent.

Model.

The long ink-colored hair rose behind his shoulders, and thousands of thoughts all turned into feelings in his heart that seemed to be dancing and dancing all over the sky but could not be explained, the blue clothes were extremely clear in front of him, but it was like an old dream separated from himself, and the time fell lingering misty and rainy for ten miles, as if he was holding an umbrella and stepping on the bluestone slab into the deep and quiet ancient alley, only to follow the memory to follow the previous temptation.

Kai, do you remember me? Do you remember......

The moment she walked out of the classroom, she raised her eyes to look, but only the unfamiliar face and the bustle of people coming and going, she took a few steps forward, the light blue figure, like a shallow silhouette in the hazy clouds and smoke in a dream, stretched out her hand, but could only touch a void and invisible traces of the flow of time. The aftermath of the throbbing mixture of loss and throbbing came up like a tide, and the faint pain was quietly awakened in a corner.

Why, why......

She lowered her eyes, the light in her eyes dimmed little by little, and Yin Tianxi's sudden voice made her turn her head suddenly.

"Who are you looking for?"

Looking at that cold face for a moment, she smiled and said, "It's okay, I saw a person who was very familiar just now, came out to take a look." ”

"Well, I'll go back to the classroom first." Yin Tingxi smiled back.

Qian Luo looked at Yin Tianxi's light back, his handsome side face appeared in front of her eyes, she opened her mouth gently, and the words that almost blurted out still fell into a silence.