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The wind blew during self-study, but it started to rain during self-study?

For a while, the classroom was full of mourning, almost everyone did not bring umbrellas, and the people who rushed the bus were even more miserable, why did they say almost? Because of my almighty tablemate, she carries it.

Seeing my surprised gaze, she smiled and said, "I carry it every day, just to prevent this from happening." ”

"Okay, you're smart..."I threw out such a sentence helplessly, looking at the storm outside the classroom, I don't know when it will stop, is it possible to starve here for noon?

Just wait, it's boring. Glancing at Song Youran, she took out her umbrella and continued to do her homework, without the slightest intention of getting up and going home, I wondered: "Don't you have an umbrella?" Why don't you go home? ”

She looked at me with a sympathetic look for the mentally retarded, pointed to the weather outside, and said, "The wind is so strong, it's useless to have an umbrella." ”

"Okay." How could I admit defeat like this when I suffered a dumb loss, "In this way, there doesn't seem to be much difference between you who hold an umbrella and me who doesn't hold an umbrella?" Song Youran, who is prepared, what do you think? I sarcastically said.

She didn't seem to hear me, and she was still doing her homework.

...

Ten minutes later, the rainstorm was much lighter, the wind was much softer, and the students who saw this scene walked together and walked outside the classroom, I was also about to leave, but Song Youran stopped me: "Take the umbrella, I won't go back today, just do homework and read here." ”

Looking at her bright eyes, I frowned and said, "Not going back?" So what do you eat? ”

"I'm not hungry." I shook my head and said, "Don't don't, you can't skip the meal!" What if I lose weight? I still prefer you with one hundred and fifty pounds. ”

"Still poor, then let's go together!" She suddenly became excited, could it be that she said....

So, in the envious eyes of everyone, I held a small umbrella with a bitter face, exposing half of my body to the raindrops, just to prevent the rain from falling on Song Youran's head, what can I do? If I only care about myself at this time, I'm afraid that all my male friends will break up with me in the afternoon, what is this called?

I don't feel any excitement or any feelings, this is not a campus youth drama, this little girl is purely calculating me, she doesn't want to raise an umbrella, so she chooses me who is bitter and hateful, and I can see this clearly.

"You know what?" As she walked, she suddenly burst out of her mouth with such a sentence.

"I don't know." I simply refused to listen to her, and was ready to choke her next words in my stomach.

"Do you know the color of the rain?" But she didn't give up.

I replied stiffly, "I don't know." ”

"Rain is the color of the sky, and the sky is the color of the heart."

"Yo yo yo, which book is this from? It's so profound, I don't understand it at all. I hurriedly lowered my umbrella, and when the wind passed, I looked at the leaves on half of my body, and wanted to cry without tears.

It's a school uniform, bastard, you can't do without a school uniform at school, I was a little frustrated and gently brushed the leaves off, looking at the obvious mud marks on my clothes, and I had already thought about what kind of laundry detergent to use when I got home.

It's Song Youran, intact, look at her, look at me, I feel more and more that the person who named her is really a talent, and the name is probably not taken by his parents, it must be a fortune teller who pinched his fingers and exhausted the blessings of the next life, predicting that the heavens gave her.

She looked up at the umbrella slightly, a hint of inexplicable smile appeared on her face, and continued, "Do you know now? ”

"Got it, my aunt, can you say a few words? Do you know that because you just leaked the heavenly secret and attracted retribution? ”

"Sometimes, umbrellas are unreliable." She said meaningfully, I was flustered, what she said should be the gust of wind just now, right?

A strange sense of detachment came from all directions, and there was even a double image in front of me, as if the soul was about to fly out of the body, just when my whole person felt a slight glance to feather and ascend to the immortal, there was a sudden pain in my waist, and I suddenly woke up.

I looked in front of me, and then looked at Song Youran, who was smiling coquettishly, it turned out that she had already arrived at the bus stop, I noticed that her face suddenly became rosy, if before, her face was the kind of white jade flawless and shiny, then now, like a person who was poured a sip of spirits, the small and lovely blush slowly seeped out through the skin, adding a touch of thrilling beauty to her.

I subconsciously shifted my gaze, handed the umbrella to her, and said, "The bus is coming soon, but fortunately there was no delay." ”

"Hmm." She hummed lightly, and then stopped talking, until she got on the bus and left, I was still reminiscing about what had just happened, especially the blush that seemed to be drunk at the end, it was...

Dazzling beauty.

When my bus arrived, I walked on the bus with some loss, and I don't know where the loss came from, there is no beginning or end, forget it, just don't think about it.

I only realize now how abnormal I am, in fact, I have noticed this for a long time, when the teacher arranged her as my tablemate, I didn't feel it, what if she studied beautifully? What's the matter with me?

After dealing with her for a while, I found that she was really a rare good person, it seems inaccurate to say this, it should be said that it is rare to see "purity", I can't imagine how such a person was born in this world, can it be said that God used his brain when he created her, and he thought with his knees when he created us?

Even so, I still don't feel anything about her, how is that possible? Such a perfect person, all the boys who meet her will probably care more or less about her, and even like her, right?

Could it be that I have that handicapp? No, I'm very healthy.

Even for others, such as my friend Liang Zhiqiang, I found that I never cared about him myself, playing games? Okay, let's go together and have a good time, but if you change someone, I'll be just as happy and copy my homework? Okay, thank you! However, it seems that it is okay to change the copy, and I can easily find countless substitutes for someone like Liang Zhiqiang, who brings me all kinds of feelings, so what is he to me? What kind of eyes am I looking at him?

Looking at my reflection in the car window, what kind of person are you in front of you? Are you missing something?

For a long time, I laughed, what am I thinking? It won't be long before I have to change seats again, and if I get away from her, I won't have so many worries, right?

As soon as I shifted my attention, I gradually forgot what had just happened, and I thought that when I got off the bus, I guess I would be like the previous days and nights, and I would always leave this "little thing" in the corner of my memory, and never bother with it.

When I got home, my mother had been waiting for a long time, looking at the sumptuous meal on the table, I went to the toilet and washed my hands and couldn't wait to pounce on the dining table and gobble it up, "Eat slowly, drink some water, be careful of choking." ”

I said vaguely, "Got it, you can eat it too." ”

"I've eaten it." She just said that, it's better to be at home.

...

Get up! I missed the bus for a while!

Mom's screams rang out from outside the bedroom, and I wiped my eyes in confusion, slowly got up from the bed, put on my shoes, and looked at the clock hanging on the wall, it was indeed time to get up.

Wait, I'm like... Forgot something? I just looked like I was still eating!

How is that possible? I was really confused, I smiled and patted my head, said goodbye to my mother with a full heart, and rushed downstairs quickly, completely lost the loss after the incident with Song Youran, after running out of the community, I looked up, and saw my mother standing by the balcony window looking at me, and a stream of heat suddenly gushed out of my heart.