When Zhou Yi was home alone, he suddenly remembered a line from "Angel Amelie": "Without you, today's emotions would be the scurf of yesterday's."

Without you, today's mood would be as trivial as yesterday's dandruff.

Zhou Yi stayed at home for a few days, and lost contact with Zhou Jin for many days. In the past few days, Zhou Yi has been bored. She found that she had taken Zhou Jin's appearance for granted, just like buying orange-flavored soda after physical education class, and rewarding herself with a big meal when she did well in the exam. Suddenly, without him, I couldn't see him, and Zhou Yi was still a little uncomfortable. It's nice to be happy when you come home, but Zhou Yi always feels a sense of loss, like the grit in the rice or the thorns in the fish fillet, which will give people a sadness that they don't expect. Sometimes when Zhou Yi was about to wake up in the morning, he mistakenly thought that Zhou Jin was still living downstairs from him. When he regained consciousness, he found himself lying on the bed in his bedroom.

"I'm going to wake up." Zhou Yi opened his hazy eyes, and thought in his heart that it was not only a moment when the line between consciousness and subconscious was blurred, but also the happiest moment for Zhou Yi.

After the boat moved on holiday, he lived a simple and repetitive life mechanically day by day. Because there is no screaming of the dormitory aunt, Zhou Yi can sleep fully every day until he wakes up naturally, of course, sometimes Shen's mother can't stand it anymore, so she will ask Zhou Yi to get up, because it was almost twelve o'clock at noon at that time. In the afternoon, he was either doing homework or visiting relatives, and he didn't have much interest in either of these things. If she had to choose, she would rather choose the former, Zhou Yi was willing to do her homework for an afternoon, but she resolutely resisted the difficult mediation of the seven aunts and eight aunts, which would give her a headache.

At the moment, there is no one else in the family except Zhou Yi. It was rare that both parents had already gone to work early, and Zhou Yi slept beautifully this morning, and she stretched out contentedly.

After getting up lazily, Zhou Yi washed up briefly, and there was bread on the table, and when Zhou Yi took a closer look, he found a note written by his mother on it, and realized that it was her breakfast.

Yes, Zhouyi's holiday life is so decadent.

After a fierce mental struggle, Zhou Yi finally sat down in front of the desk, the white background of the desk seemed quiet and tidy, and there were stacks of books on the shelves, one by one thick, like a small castle. Zhou Yi glanced at it and sighed. Qianqian's fingers pulled an exercise book from it and unfolded it on the table.

"Hmm...", Zhou Yi swore that she was definitely not a heart, and coincidentally, it was a biology exercise book.

Zhou Yi slowly opened the exercise book, and I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, Zhou Yi turned to the first page of the exercise book.

On the title page, there is neat handwriting, and the handwriting is delicate—those are the three words "Teacher Zhou". Zhou Yi looked at these three words attentively, smiled stupidly, his eyes moved down, and the three words "Shen Zhou Yi" came into view. Holding a pencil in his hand, Zhou Yi quietly added a love symbol between the lines of "Teacher Zhou" and "Shen Zhouyi". Zhou Yi drew with one hand, covered and blindfolded with the other, and she was always on guard that someone would find out that she was doing something "bad", even if there was no one else in the room besides her.

After Zhou Yi finished drawing, he also gently painted the heart with a pencil. Zhou Yi slowly drew and meticulously described, she unconsciously thought of Zhou Jin, thought of his smile, the shallow smile that was faint at the corner of her mouth; Thinking of his figure, like a vertical pole, straight and strong. At this moment, Zhou Jin returned to Zhou Yi's heart.

"I wonder what he's going to be up to now?" Zhou Yi muttered, "I should have returned to H City a long time ago." Zhou Yi thought silently in his heart.

"Even if he came back, he wouldn't tell me." Zhou Yi's careful thoughts began to flood, and she pouted slightly, as if she was complaining softly, "But he is not obligated to tell me." ”

Looking at the love symbol in front of him, it is like a bridge, closely linking Zhou Jin at this end and Zhou Jin at that end. Zhou Yi didn't dare to let this love last forever, this is her own exclusive little secret. Zhou Yi picked up the eraser and carefully wiped away this meaningful heart little by little.

"Oh no, I'm drawing too heavy." Zhou Yi muttered quietly, even though Zhou Yi painted very lightly, but the eraser still could not be wiped clean, as long as you look closely, you will be able to find the faint outline of the love.

"What to do?" But Zhou Yi didn't regret confiding her thoughts on the home page at all, but she had to find a way to cover it up now, otherwise if Zhou Jin or Xiao Yuan found out, it would be terrible, and at that time, Zhou Yi would definitely be worse off than dead.

"There it is," Zhou Yi said, holding the correction tape in her hand, and placing it over her masterpiece.

"Haha, no one will find out about it." Zhou Yi admired his wit in his heart. It's just that she wouldn't have thought that in the near future, when Zhou Jin was checking his classmates' winter vacation homework. When he turned to Zhouyi's winter vacation exercise book, Zhou Jin saw the correction fluid.

"What could that be?" Doubts arose in Zhou Jin's heart, Zhou Jin instinctively wanted to scrape the correction belt open, but he wouldn't do it.

"Paint correction tape on the title page?" Zhou Jin was really puzzled, "Could it be that Shen Zhouyi, a little fool, even wrote his name wrong?" ”

Zhou Jin turned to the back of the title page, looked against the light, and finally discovered the truth hidden under the correction liquid.

Zhou Yi, this little fool, doesn't know "if you want people not to know, unless you do it"?

Zhou Yi poured herself a cup of tea and held it in her hand, which would make her hands warmer, and when she held the pen, her hands would not be too cold. Zhou Yi got up from the stool next to the desk, and her body involuntarily walked in the direction of the floor-to-ceiling window, she stood quietly by the window, motionless like a statue, her eyes flowed out of her eyes, there was a faint sadness, but also a little expectation.

Zhou Yi enjoyed the scenery across the road, she carefully watched everyone on the street, everyone's every move, a smile, her mind was constantly fantasizing: Zhou Yi, who was standing upstairs and watching the scenery, found Zhou Jin in the sea of people, his posture was so upright, forcing Zhou Yi to find him at a glance, like a star in the dark night, shining and dazzling.

He has light, yes, in the eyes of Zhou Yi, he has light.

His light was reflected in Zhouyi's deep eyes.

Zhou Yi was very excited, she shouted loudly, she opened the window, and called Zhou Jin's name to the crowd downstairs, waving her hand constantly.

"Zhou Jin, Teacher Zhou!" Zhou Yi smiled and shouted, looking forward to it.

A figure in the crowd stopped, his body slowly turned around, Zhou Jin raised his head and saw Zhou Yi, he smiled at her, and smiled brightly.

The sun drives away the chill of winter haze.

The corners of Zhou Yi's mouth smiled, she lowered her head and took a sip of hot tea, she admitted that she was good at fantasy.

"He can't hear it, it's the twentieth floor." Zhou Yi said to himself. Turning around, her figure entered the study again, and opened the practice questions of biological inheritance.