Not long after Qiao Xinwu left, Bai Luofan came back and came back with a cup of porridge.

Zhou Luo looked up weakly: "Breeder, you came back late today." ”

He didn't say anything and sat down next to her. Plug in the straw and place the porridge on her table.

Zhou Luo took it and drank a few sips, even if she drank porridge, the wound would still hurt, and she twisted her eyebrows.

"If you can't bear with it, eat something. You can't go on like this. The boy spoke worriedly.

"But it really hurts, and I don't want to eat it."

If it weren't for the fact that people would starve to death if they didn't eat, she really didn't even want to drink porridge.

The young man sighed and caught a glimpse of the score line taped to the corner of her desk.

He knew she wanted to get into A-University, and all her stress was coming from that.

"In fact, the journalism department of A University is not as good as C University, and the score line of C University is relatively low, your score is completely fine on C University, it is naturally best to be admitted to A, and you can also choose a good school if you can't pass the test, it is not necessary to be A major, don't force yourself like this."

Zhou Luo paused, glanced at him, swallowed the porridge in his mouth, and whispered, "No, it has to be A." ”

She also knew that C was probably a better fit for her level, but C and B were so far apart that it would take two hours to drive even by car.

She lowered her eyes, pinched the straw with her fingers, and subconsciously stirred it.

Zhou Luo has been screwing since he was a child, and it is difficult to change the things he recognizes, of course Bai Luofan knows, but he doesn't understand why it must be A-big.

"Why?"

Zhou Luo bit his lip and slowed down the action of stirring the straw.

"Because I like it."

I like A big, I like it to be closer to you.

Bai Luofan didn't say anything more, thought for a moment, tore a piece of paper from the notebook, and pushed it onto her desk with his fingertips.

"In that case, you endure the pain, eat well, eat on time and in accordance with the amount for a day, you can write a wish on this and ask me to fulfill it."

"Any wish?"

"Hmm."

"Pick a star and show me first?"

“……”

Zhou Luo was overjoyed and drank the porridge in his hand.

"Tease you." She thought for a moment and said, "Then I can not write twenty wishes?" ”

"Depending on your performance, every meal must be delicious to count."

"Okay."

Zhou Luo carefully folded the piece of paper and put it away. Looking up at the time, it was almost time for her lunch break, and she lay on the table, thinking about what to write.

At this time, Xu Rong came to Bai Luofan to ask questions, and the young man looked at it, sketched him a few times with a pen, and explained the reason seriously.

As he spoke, his lips opened and closed, and the lines of the side of his face were very smooth, extending to the Adam's apple, slightly raised.

Zhou Luo rested his head on his arm, turned his head sideways and quietly looked at the serious-looking young man next to him, and the corners of his lips rose unconsciously. The classroom was a little noisy, but at this moment, it seemed to become a background sound, and she could only see this teenager in her eyes.

Bai Luofan's voice stopped abruptly, raised her eyes and glanced to the side, and the girl reacted quickly and buried her face in the crook of her arm, covering her eyes.

He slowly retracted his gaze and continued to lecture Xu Rong, and after a few seconds, the gaze next to him came over again, and he stopped again.

Xu Rong: "What's wrong?" ”

Bai Luofan glanced to the side and pulled the corners of his lips, "It's okay, go on." ”

Zhou Luo was almost caught just now, and was shrinking into his arm as an ostrich, and said in his heart that he would look at it one last time, and then go to sleep.

She turned her face sideways gently, and her black and white almond eyes collided with the young man's smiling gaze.

Xu Rong didn't know when he left, the young man was holding one side of his face with his hand, a smile on the corner of his lips, and he looked at her lazily.

The sights collided in an instant, Zhou Luo's breathing stagnated, and his heartbeat suddenly stopped.

In the next second, she quietly looked away, silently burying her entire face in the crook of her arm again, covering her crimson cheeks.

In a few seconds, she heard a chuckle from the teenager.

“……”

Until the end of the lunch break, Zhou Luo did not raise his head again.

*

The closer to the time of the college entrance examination, the more solemn the atmosphere in the class becomes, not only the students, but also the teachers are nervous, and they are all tense.

Song Yao was particularly serious, one day while she was talking in class, people suddenly fell down on the podium, scaring them enough.

The school doctor said that it was because Song Yao had not rested well during this time, coupled with irregular diet and fainting caused by low blood sugar.

There was silence for a while.

After Song Yao woke up, she continued to mark papers and go to class like a nobody, but she could feel that the children in front of her had changed.

On the day of the examination room, the class leader wrote a leave note on the blackboard with his own hands. Song Yao stood on the podium, looked up at the blackboard, then turned around and smiled at them with satisfaction.

"When I first met you, you were still a child in the first year of high school, and in the blink of an eye, you are about to graduate, and time flies really quickly."

The students in the audience also looked at her with a smile and listened to her tell her word by word.

"I feel really tired of taking you for the past two and a half years, but it's also worth it. Sometimes you guys are really naughty too, and I see you laughing at me, and I don't think I can get angry with you because you're so cute. ”

"In the eyes of the teacher, our classmates in Class 7 are the most lovely, regardless of whether their grades are good or bad."

"The third year of high school is really hard, and in this year, we have done countless papers that we can't even count ourselves, brushed up on exams all over the country, seen the sunrise in the early morning, and then left the classroom with stars and moons. But you've all made it through, you're really good, really. You are the best class of students your teacher has ever led. ”

Almost everyone had heard the teacher say that he was the worst class of students they had ever led, but Song Yao was not, she said that they were the best class she had ever led.

The heavy lenses on the bridge of Song Yao's nose were illuminated by the sunlight shining through the window, and her eyes behind the lenses were already moist, and she wiped her tears with a smile.

When the silent students in the audience reacted, they realized that their faces were already moist, and everyone was in tears and smiled.

"To borrow a phrase that is very popular on the Internet." Song Yao's eyes were filled with tears, "Your life, I will accompany you on this journey, even if you are reluctant to give up, but the car has arrived at the station, I will return the same way, and you will fly away." ”

She turned around slowly, facing the blackboard, with the words "Leave Slip" written on the top, and the following words:

"All the students in the seventh class of the third year of high school need to leave the school due to graduation, and I hope that the teacher will approve it.

Time: June 8, XX - Future

Teacher's signature: "

Song Yao picked up a piece of chalk and solemnly signed her name in the blank space after the teacher's signature.

Facing all the students, he said with tears in his eyes: "I wish you to cherish it." ”

After a few seconds of silence, the class leader shouted and stood up, and all the students stood up, bringing up the sound of chairs dragging and dragging, which was obviously very harsh, but no one minded.

I will probably never hear this sound again.

The teenagers and the young female teacher on the stage looked at each other in silence and bowed solemnly in the direction of the podium.

It's all in plain sight.

The windows are bright and clear, the golden sunlight reflects the red eyes of the teenagers, and the June breeze accompanied by the chirping of cicadas will be sealed in the memories of the teenagers forever and ever.

(End of chapter)