On that late spring day, Xia Jiuchao and Luohua disappeared together, Tang Song should hate her, but more importantly, reflect on her own mistakes.

Xia Jiuchao liked Yuan Qing and wanted to make him happy, so he went to match him with Tang and Song. There was nothing wrong with her starting point, but her approach angered Tang Song, so Tang Song became angry and had a cold war with Xia Jiuchao. For Tang Song, Xia Jiuchao's actions had already touched her scales, and the things she hid from herself couldn't make Tang Song not angry. However, Xia Jiuchao is at fault, and Tang Song is not completely right, she has always been suspicious before, and she is also the one who has been troublesome to Xia Jiuchao, so her fault is no less than what she thinks is "Xia Jiuchao's fault".

Tang Song cleared everything up and regretted it a little. "If I could have bowed my head and apologized at that time, it probably wouldn't have been like this......" Tang Song thought. Although Tang Song regretted it a little, he just thought like this, if she really wanted to apologize, it was not too late now, she could have called over and apologized quickly before Xia Jiuchao opened his mouth to scold her, but she didn't, she couldn't.

Tang Song felt that both she and Xia Jiuchao should calm down.

With this intent on, she returned to her original form, quiet, or rather silent.

On the other side, Xia Jiuchao also reflected on herself, she looked at the new school uniform on the bed and came back to her senses - she had come to this city to rest for a few days, and she would have to face those new classmates from tomorrow. She wasn't afraid to socialize with new people, but she didn't want to face the first rays of tomorrow at the moment.

"I ...... Hate her? Xia Jiuchao was a little at a loss, "How can I say that......" She stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in a daze at the moment, but her big eyes were empty, and even her breathing was stagnant.

Now, can the unspeakable "I was wrong" still be spoken? "It's late." Xia Jiuchao thought.

The next day, Xia Jiuchao, who was wearing a new school uniform, stood next to the podium and introduced himself: "Hello everyone, my name is Xia Jiuchao, please give me more advice in the future." Less lively than before, she was silent after just a few words, and no longer looked at a person, she sat down, closed her mouth, and took out her book.

The Tang and Song dynasties and the Xia Jiu dynasties became two intersecting lines, and the two who were originally unfamiliar met that summer, and they became a little bit of warmth, but now, they have parted ways again, getting farther and farther apart, and they will never cross paths again.

In the following year, Tang and Song were silent and restrained, and seemed to put down everything and concentrate on studying. Others only said that Tang Song was crazy, but only Tang Song knew that only in this way could she meet Xia Jiuchao again in that key high school.

"Which high school do you want to go to after the Nine Dynasties?" Tang Song supported his face with his hands and faced Xia Jiuchao.

Xia Jiuchao looked at the snow outside and didn't think about it: "Yuanming and Yuanqing seniors are there." ”

"Why?"

"First of all, there are two acquaintances of them, and then that's the point, so why don't you go?" Xia Jiuchao turned his face and smiled, "Also, it's because I know you want to go there too, so I'm going with you!" ”

At that time, the events were still vivid, although the hope was long gone, but the Tang and Song dynasties still stubbornly believed that Xia Jiuchao would not break his promise.

"She, she won't lie to my ......" In his spare time, Tang Song often comforted himself like this.