After saying goodbye to the troubled Li Xian, Xia Yanfei arrived at the bustling canteen, and the noisy sound surrounded him at once.

Although he was not quite sure if Li Xian had heard his farewell.

Sit down to the table next to the large window of the cafeteria, where you can enjoy one of the few air conditioners in the school.

Large, sleek floor-to-ceiling windows offer a clear view of the campus and the city beyond, as well as the playground below.

Bright sunlight hits each building, making them light and dark. The sky was blue, with only a few small white clouds hanging high in the sky, moving slowly.

The old brother Zhang Lin had already feasted here, and while greeting him in his mouth, he didn't forget to take a large piece of meat from Xia Yanfei's plate.

"Why is it so slow today?" Zhang Lin had something stuffed in his mouth, and his speech was a little slurred.

"I met Li Xian and said a few words." Xia Yanfei unscrewed a bottle of orange juice, and the sweet taste rushed into his nose at once, which was really refreshing.

"It's just for you to organize a basketball game." Zhang Lin shook his head disinterestedly.

"Hmm." Picking up the chopsticks, Xia Yanfei began to focus on today's lunch, while Zhang Lin on the side had already eaten all his meals.

As for Li Xian's description of Yin Xiyue, it was actually quite unexpected by Xia Yanfei.

He just thought that Yin Xiyue was just a quiet personality before, but now it seems that she is a person with a low sense of presence in their class.

In such a situation, why don't people around her pay attention to her?

Is there such a person in everyone's middle school life? Xia Yanfei is a little unsure, people in their teenage years always like to mingle with people of the same age, share with each other, and joke with each other.

People who don't fit in tend to be forgotten, and at first they just go from being enthusiastic to no longer being enthusiastic, and then they are calmly watching without saying a word.

Xia Yanfei only understood a little superficially, but just based on a few words from Li Xian, he couldn't figure it out.

……

Today, when the time for the college entrance examination is so urgent, even a difficult afternoon flies by.

After hearing the class bell, Zhang Lin stretched his waist fiercely.

"Let's go have a snack tonight." Zhang Lin enthusiastically suggested that it was summer, and the night market in the city was getting more and more lively.

These months of the year are the time when business is at its most prosperous, and it is also a great opportunity for merchants to show their housekeeping skills to attract customers, and whoever tastes the best will grab the highest popularity.

When it comes to snacks in Jiangcheng, it is quite famous, and many tourists and friends who come here in summer have to come and go around a few times.

"Okay, Linzi, you wait for me at the gate of the community." Xia Yanfei also came to be interested, Jiangcheng Night Market, but it was one of his favorite places since he was a child.

Zhang Lin's proposal is exactly what he wants.

I have to say that this old brother is indeed the one who knows himself best.

……

"Daddy, Mommy, I'm back." Xia Yan, who was carrying a schoolbag, flew two steps and ran to his house on the third floor in a hurry.

"My son is back, hurry up and wash my hands." Xia's mother poked her head out of the kitchen and smiled at her son.

Although his son was notoriously naughty in the community when he was a child, he was complained about many times by mothers from all over the family.

But as Xia Yanfei grew older, he became more and more steady, and he was very polite and upright when he spoke to his neighbors.

Xia Yanfei's evaluation in the community has long been flipped, and now Xia's mother feels that her son is really good, and he can actually give herself a long face.

"Mom, Lin Zi called me to the night market tonight, and I will eat less at night."

Xia Yanfei washed his hands and said to the door of the bathroom.

"Yes, but you are strictly forbidden to eat cold." Xia Ma warned with a smile.

Well, it's really a mom.

Even if he wanted to protest in his heart, Xia Yanfei could only agree.

Dad Xia also walked out of the study at this time, still holding a big water cup in his hand.

This is Xia Dad's favorite water cup, in Xia Yanfei's memory, this guy has been in service for many years, no matter spring, summer, autumn or winter, Dad always likes to fill it with boiling water and let it cool slowly.

In Dad's words, Liangbai Kai is the best drink in the world, so he has always strictly required Xia Yanfei to drink eight glasses of water every day.

This is also the origin of the orange water cup on Xia Yanfei's schoolbag.

"My son is back, the kid, let's have dinner."

After dinner, after saying goodbye to his father and mother, and changing into a comfortable T-shirt and big pants, Xia Yanfei pushed his beloved bicycle and rushed to the agreed place with Zhang Lin on time.

The teenagers rode in their cars, their hair blown by the warm evening breeze, and they sped down the city streets where the street lights had just come on, and behind them were the lights of the tall buildings, like stars falling on the black peaks.

When crossing the Jiangcheng Bridge, the water vapor stirred up by the churning river hit their faces, bringing a slight coolness on this hot night.

Xia Yanfei and Zhang Lin stood up in the car, and under the nature of young people, the two of them couldn't help but speed up.

"Feizi, see who gets to the bridge first, and if you lose, please have the first snack tonight!"

"Good!"

The laughter of the teenager echoed on the long bridge, with informality and freedom.

……

The bustling night market occupies several streets, and a large area is crammed to the brim with food stalls, vendors selling odds and bits, cold drink trucks with huge freezers, and many unnamed game stores.

Dressed in cool summer clothes, people weave from stall to stall with tempting snacks in hand, and children hold their parents' hands and look curiously at everything around them.

Not far from the Jiangcheng Night Market, in a high place with a good view, a strangely dressed girl sat on the edge of the roof, gently swaying her legs in the breeze.

The girl's hands were clasped together on her thighs, a little confused.

The girl with her head gently swaying suddenly took off her hat and held it in her arms, staring earnestly in a distant direction with a pair of blue eyes.

Two teenagers were walking in the night market, one of the slightly shorter teenagers was grinning and hooking the neck of the other tall teenager, and the hooked teenager was looking into the distance with a disgusted expression.

Both men were holding a large string of sizzling squid in their hands.

A gust of wind blew the corners of the boy's clothes, and also the robes and soft white hair of the tall maiden.

Xia Yanfei, who was tightly held by Zhang Lin, was very speechless, and after many attempts to break free from his clutches to no avail, he finally gave up, in fact, if he wasn't worried about spilling the soup of the iron plate squid on his clothes, he would have struggled more intensely.

At the moment when the wind blew the corners of his clothes, Xia Yanfei seemed to feel something, and looked back into the distance, only a little light.

It's so strange, Xia Yanfei knocked on his head, why did he feel like someone was watching him just now?