The next morning, he woke up on time under the influence of his biological clock.

Pack yourself up, if you go out to play, there is nothing to choose, and your clothes are all good enough.

It's still a refreshing outfit, with a simple white t-shirt covered with a gray jacket and slacks that have remained unchanged for thousands of years.

The whole person looks very sunny and spiritual, like a beautiful boy next door!

"Brother Han is early!"

When going downstairs. The cheap brother was already eating breakfast, and he was still wearing gray pajamas, which felt like home.

Without the man's reminder of the persecution, he was already able to take the initiative to eat breakfast on his own.

Otherwise, the man may have to say something!

If you get angry, then your outing plan will be in vain!

"Early."

Looking at the analysis of current affairs, the man nodded.

"Where are you going?"

Yan Shaohan's hand holding the milk cup slowly handed him to his mouth, looked at it, and said lightly.

"Brother Han, are you asking me?"

Xi raised his head and looked at the man with some suspicion, didn't he even know his situation?

Although I can barely remember a few paths, don't overestimate him!

"So you don't know?"

The difference in height between them is very large, and the child is not good at sitting, but it can make him see the child's porcelain white face more clearly, as well as the fine fluff on it, and the pink lips are stuck with a layer of milk white stains......

He didn't speak, nodded his head, and then said, "Someone will pick me up later." ”

"I'm done."

He ate a few slices of bread in front of him and drank a glass of milk.

"Then I'll go first."

Yan Shaohan watched as the young man picked up his schoolbag from the sofa, put it on his shoulder on one shoulder, and turned his head to look at him, obsidian eyes, lilac earrings, and tear moles at the corners of his eyes.

All shining in the sun!

"Let's go on an outing!"

This outing was organized by the head teacher, and I have to say that the impression of the head teacher of my class is not very good.

As a senior high school party, teachers in other classes are eager to assign more homework and squeeze their classmates.

It's in my own class!

Completely do not decide winners or losers based on results, not only organize parties, but also organize outings......

It's just a five-good all-round class teacher!

When I went to the school assembly, I found that there were already many students talking and laughing.

They all wore their own clothes, each with its own style, each with its own characteristics.

I really feel that the classmates in my class are quite yin!

They all have their own characteristics!

Ah!

Yin Yin can rely on his appearance to eat, why is he still so talented.

Hee-hee-hee-hee!!

"Xidian, are you here?"

Muzi is wearing a floral dress, and her shoulder-length hair is braided, which looks particularly refreshing and lovely!

Seeing that Xi was like seeing someone, he was so excited that he came over and pulled his wrist.

"I've got something for you!"

He lifted the thing he was holding, and it contained a typical oriental snack.

Spring roll.

Xi smiled and took it, looking at the girl who was more than half a head shorter with a smile on her cheeks.

"Thank you Muzi! We'll eat together later. ”

"Hmm."

The very intimate gentleman took the things that Mu Zi was holding, and Mu Zi was moved to return with a sweet smile.

"Xiaoxi, what's wrong with you, how ugly is your face, are you uncomfortable?"

Yu and Muzi glanced at each other, and at the same time turned their heads to look at the place where the voice came from.

Gu Sheng is giving full play to her strengths, and she cares about a very pale girl with a doll head and a baby face very united.

That girl is impressed,

Chen Manxi, let's learn from the middle and upper class! Both parents are Fortune 500 executives and have a solid family.

But it's very timid.,If it's not in such a strange class as Class H in the third year of high school.,It's an existence that will be bullied and isolated.。

At this time, the girl was wearing the most inconspicuous plain dress, and the baby's face really looked as if she hadn't rested for a long time.

……

The song of the hometown is a clear flute, which always sounds on a moonlit night.

The appearance of his hometown is a hazy melancholy, as if waving goodbye in the fog.

After parting, nostalgia is a tree without annual rings, never getting old!

- Xi Murong "Homesickness"