"Aya, do you say I'm ugly?"

Song Youya didn't sleep well at noon, and she lay on the table as soon as she arrived in the classroom.

Yu Yingying held a small mirror and kept looking at the spots on her cheeks.

"I hate sunny days the most, and these spots are especially noticeable when the sun hits my face."

Yin Mengbai is Yu Yingying's junior high school classmate, and when he went to high school, the two were assigned to the same class as he wished.

"When you were in junior high school, you asked every day, you are not ugly!" She placed a bottle of iced Coke on her desk.

"Actually, I didn't think I was ugly, it was someone who called me a yellow-faced woman who made me think I was ugly."

Yu Yingying stuffed the mirror back into the desk, and couldn't bear to look at it again.

"Oh, relax, you just have to do it in the future."

Song Youya raised her head and touched a big pimple on the tip of her nose: "That's it, we're just not beautiful now, and we will definitely be a school flower in the future." ”

Sunset leaned over as well, "yes, I still want to have a double eyelid, and no one should stop me." ”

"I want it too!" Song Youya raised her hand, "Let's go to work after the college entrance examination." ”

"Add me one."

Yu Yingying also raised her hand.

Every time everyone talks about their plans after the college entrance examination, they are always very excited.

Yu Yingying sat among them, feeling that everyone around her was so tolerant and caring to her, she was always sullen when she was a freshman in high school, and since she had them by her side, she was full of a sense of belonging to this class.

No matter what she encounters, her friends are always here.

laughed with her, cried with her, warmly embraced her and walked out of the dark corners generously.

Everything will slowly get better.

Looking at the sincere smile in front of her, she thought.

"Yingying, you're not ugly at all, in fact, many students in our class have said that they think you are good-looking."

Xi Yao heard their conversation and turned around.

In fact, Yu Yingying has always felt that Xi Yao looks a little fierce, and she rarely sees her laugh, so she has always felt that she is difficult to approach.

"Thank you."

Although this may be just Xi Yao's polite words to comfort her, Yu Yingying's heart is still warm.

Xi Yao smiled and turned her head away.

"Hey, hey."

Sure enough, with a friend by her side, she would be in a much better mood, she picked up the ice cola that Yin Mengbai put on her table just now, and drank a small half bottle in one gulp.

"Okay, you, you'll honor me now."

Yin Mengbai gave her a punch: "This is from the junior brother who came to you last time." ”

Yu Yingying's throat stalked, and she almost didn't spray her face.

"What? When did you meet him! ”

"I don't know, just now in the corridor she asked me if I was from the 47th class of the sophomore year of high school, and I said yes, and he asked me to give this to you."

"Tut-tut."

Song Youyan and Sunset glanced at each other and shook their heads repeatedly.

"Forget it, the female university will not stay."

Sunset was about to go to the office to find Teacher Ji, but she walked to the back door and didn't forget to tell her, "But it's not right to fall in love, hahaha!" ”

"What?"

Yu Yingying pushed the cola onto Song Youya's table: "You drink, I don't drink it, the more you drink this kind of thing, the more thirsty you become." ”

"Cut, don't be in vain."

Song Youyan drank it all without being polite.

Saturday afternoon, Math Week.

"Yingying, don't sleep."

Xi Yao, who was sitting behind her, poked her back.

Changjun No. 1 Middle School is accustomed to doing some superficial work, and it is okay to occupy weekends and practice every week, and every time you have to drag the table to make it look like a serious examination room, and you have to sit down in turn according to the results of the monthly exam.

Fortunately, the teachers are on time for the holidays, and there is only one homeroom teacher on each floor, and there are parents who take turns to invigilate the exams in each class.

Parents, just sitting will definitely be boring, most of them sit on the podium and bury their heads in their mobile phones, and the teachers who patrol don't want to work overtime, and will only appear a few times when it's too noisy.

Yu Yingying didn't want to sleep, but at noon, I don't know whose bear child was crying outside at noon, and she was stunned and didn't fall asleep.

I really don't know what's going on, when I'm lying in bed, as long as there is a little sound, I can't sleep; As long as you sit in the classroom, no matter how noisy and noisy you are, you can fall into a coma on the spot.

"What's wrong?"

Yu Yingying was so sleepy that both eyelids became three folds.

"A note from the back row."

Xi Yao handed her a folded slip of paper.

Yu Yingying took it skillfully, and when he unfolded it, it was a flowing book that he had never seen before.

"It's good-looking, it's not easy to understand, isn't it?"

Yu Yingying frowned, carefully identifying the bold handwriting: "Put... Learn... Turn... Don't go, stay... Lessons? ”

Lessons?!

This is also vicious!

She flipped through the note, and sure enough, there were three big characters written on the back of the dragon flying and phoenix dancing - "Ren Xu Xing".

"Yes, the note can be passed to our class."

She tossed the note into her half-open pencil case and began to work on solving the math problem.

It's a pity that there is still a gap between the ideal and the reality, Yu Yingying is half asleep and half awake, and only writes two of the simplest questions in half an hour, and the sketchbook is full of crooked and twisted mysterious symbols.

After the exam, Xi Yao picked up the sketchbook on her desk: "You are dreaming about it?" ”

"No, I was obviously doing the calculation very neatly at the time, who knew that what I saw when I woke up was this kind of ghost drawing."

During Yu Yingying's long and difficult three years, mysterious ghost drawings crawled all over her textbooks and notebooks.

So do they.

The students left the classroom in twos and threes, and in the afternoon of late September, in addition to the test papers in the classroom, the years were quiet.

"It's a utopia."

Yu Yingying sat in front of the window, looking at the classmates who were hurrying downstairs on the way home, and suddenly felt that such a comfortable day would never be there again in the future.

"Why are you the last one to go every time?"

Ren Xuxing walked in from the back door wearing a jersey.

"Didn't you tell me to wait for you here?"

Yu Yingying felt a little inexplicable.

"It's not." Ren Xu Xing put down his schoolbag, "I mean, you are always the first to come and the last to go." ”

"How do you know?"

Yu Yingying's heart tightened, and there was a feeling that someone had grabbed the handle.

"I'm on duty this week, so I came early, and I can see you sitting alone in the classroom reading every day."

"Oh."

Yu Yingying was very indifferent: "I also wanted to work hard this week, and I have to take the monthly exam again when I come back on the National Day." ”

"Then we are quite fateful."

Ren Xu Xing suddenly approached her, and the strange and familiar taste rushed straight to his brain.

"Stay away from me."

Yu Yingying felt that he was offended, and almost did not appreciate his blatant trapping.

"Okay."

In fact, Ren Xu Xing was not very close to her, but she just felt that he was too aggressive, and she panicked when she looked at her directly.

Phew, sassy bag!