Chapter Seventy-Nine: Dreams

A mottled class sign hung at the door, and he walked into Class 11.

The yellow-brown walls, the old yellowwood tables and chairs with faded paint, the frolicking classmates....

This scene is so familiar.

Memories flooded back in my head, covering the hard work and hectic routine of the next few months. It's as if it didn't exist, more like a dream. This is the real reality.

Berlin's breath was a little short.

And the moment Berlin entered the class, the eyes of his classmates immediately turned to him.

The face is familiar, but the bandage on the head is so conspicuous and glaring. After a brief dead silence, bursts of laughter echoed from the class.

"Berlin, what kind of look are you?"

"I'm laughing to death.."

"Hahaha, Berlin, have you shaved your head?"

The ridicule of the classmates was not harsh, but Berlin found it quite funny.

He smiled and walked to the seat he was familiar with, ignoring other meaningless questions from his classmates, he looked at Le Yao who was looking at him calmly, with mixed feelings, he couldn't help but smile and said, "I still look beautiful when I was young..."

Le Yao was stunned.

Immediately frowned: "What do you mean, Berlin?" ”

The voice is crisp and crisp, different from the sexy and gentle of the future.

The immature and innocent face was full of doubt, and he no longer saw the resentment, disappointment, and stubbornness that the future always carried in his eyes from time to time.

It's so easy...

It's so comfortable...

Fluttery and without any stress.

Sure enough, it's really good to be young...

"No... Did I just say something? Berlin pretended to be dumbfounded.

“....”

Le Yao's face suddenly turned cold.

She turned her head, picked up the book, and began to read.

Le Yao's grades in reading are very good.

It is precisely because of this that she was admitted to university at the beginning. That's why Berlin sometimes doesn't feel like it's the courage to talk to her. Even if there is a feeling, I often go to chat and talk, but I am afraid that it will affect her, for fear of disliking her, Berlin has always been a little estranged...

It's just that Berlin no longer has the mood of that time.

With the students' habit of dressing him, when the morning self-study came, after the teacher arrived, the class was silent again. With the teacher's reprimand, the class began to be only the sound of reading aloud.

Although Berlin also read it, most of his thoughts were still on Le Yao. From time to time, he would look at Le Yao and think about some strange things. For example, if she confesses now, will Le Yao agree? If you confess now and are with Le Yao, what will happen in the future?

Just as Berlin was thinking about it, a head poked out at the front table.

Fang Yuan took advantage of the moment when the teacher went out, and said with a smile, "Berlin, what kind of style are you?" ”

"The wound is not healed, it can't be removed!" Berlin replied.

"Just blow it, the first time I went to see you, you said you didn't have to go to school. Eighty percent of your parents forced you to come..."Fang Yuan looked incredulous.

Berlin smiled and did not explain.

Time, that's amazing.

Look, which is the future of Fangyuan?

How can the future be half mature?

"Go to my house after school, I'll take you to play something." Fang Yuan suddenly added.

Berlin was stunned for a moment and immediately refused, saying that he had something. As for what happened, Berlin had a plan.

When people grow, that is, they really grow and change.

He won't just talk and do nothing, and continue to live the relaxed and casual life of the past. To change, then completely. Let's not mention Le Yao and Chen Kexin, at least he won't drop out of high school. If you have an academic degree in the future, at least in a large company, the interviewer's sentence of where did you graduate, and you can't give a decent answer.

After class, Berlin found Le Yao.

"Lend me your notebook between classes and after school, Le Yao." Berlin stopped Le Yao, who wanted to leave and go out to find his classmates, and said with a smile.

Le Yao was stunned and frowned, "Why do you want a notebook?" ”

"Read. Learn knowledge and get into university. Berlin replied.

“??”

Le Yao couldn't help laughing, "What are you talking about, Berlin?" You're at the top of the class, and you're still telling me about this? After speaking, she straightened her face, "Who asked you to borrow it from me?" Be honest. ”

Pretty girls are naturally sought after by boys.

There are few people in the class who can talk to Le Yao, and Berlin is one of them.

Many people envy Berlin and hate it at the same time. However, in order to get close to Le Yao, many people can only rely on Berlin, so that Le Yao has a little disgust and subconscious speculation about these things.

"No, I borrowed it," Berlin smiled bitterly.

Le Yao looked at Berlin suspiciously for a while, then lowered her body and took out a thick homework book marked with the key points of the third year of high school from the desk, and handed it to Berlin.

"You'd better not fool me, or I won't borrow you in the future." Le Yao said seriously.

“... Got it. ”

Berlin took the notebook, and he let Le Yao go.

Berlin knew it was going to be a big job to get better. He didn't have faith, but he couldn't give up.

Just as Le Yao was about to leave, he suddenly stopped.

With a ponytail, he is indeed a young and beautiful beauty. She looked at Berlin's wound, hesitated, and asked, "Are you okay with your head?" ”

Berlin was stunned, and then smiled, "You still seem to care about me." ”

“.....”

Le Yao's face darkened, and she turned around and left.

"If she hadn't ever been here, I wouldn't have been able to figure out what she was thinking. I have been at the same table for three years, and I have never really understood Le Yao. Berlin sighed softly.

He looked at the note.

He pondered earnestly.

Although he was lazy in reading and his grades were very poor, after three years of study, he still laid some foundations. Even if there is something he can't understand, he will mark it and ask Chen Kexin when he comes back. Between classes, and even after school in the afternoon, pretty much the same. This made Chen Kexin, who mistakenly thought that Berlin was pretending, and Fang Yuan at the front table a little unbelievable...

Is Berlin's brain smashed?

Of course, Le Yao knows everything.

"Le Yao, do you know, I had a dream yesterday."

At the end of the school day, the classmates were all packed up and ready to go home, and the same was true for Berlin. Both he and Le Yao Fangyuan had some smoothness. Fang Yuan followed behind, and he communicated with Le Yao.

"Dreams?"

Le Yao pursed her lips. "What dream?"

"I dreamed of you." Berlin Road.

This immediately aroused Le Yao's interest.

Her calm face fluctuated slightly, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "What dream?" ”

"I dreamed that ten years from now, you gave birth to me and had a big belly. Because of a lot of things, and then you often quarrel with me .... You say I'm talking to you now, will you be able to remember it in the next ten years? ”

"Neuropathy... You are strangely dead Berlin today. Le Yao quickened her pace and shook off Berlin.