Zhong Nuanyang was very depressed on the first day of school, she stared at the countdown to the college entrance examination on the blackboard and had the urge to cry, but no one around noticed her depression. Every student who greeted her felt that she had a positive attitude and deserved to be a top student.

Zhong Nuanyang also wanted to adjust her mentality as soon as possible, but she found that as long as she wanted to use her brain inventory a little, it would be as disgusting and uncomfortable as if she had been put on a tight spell. Although the doctor said that she could recover in about two weeks, he also told her not to overuse her brain and rest well, but now how can she rest at this juncture.

Packing her schoolbag with a depressed mood, Zhong Nuanyang didn't hear anyone calling her behind her. It wasn't until a hand patted her shoulder that she turned her head in surprise and saw Zhang Shuai who had just finished shaving.

"Aren't you going to rest at home for a few days? Is it totally alright? Zhang Shuai looked at the scar on her forehead with concern.

Zhong Nuanyang followed his gaze and stroked his forehead with his hand, touched the thumb-sized scar, and silently pulled off his bangs, trying to cover it a little tighter.

"I'm fine." Zhong Nuanyang squeezed out a smile: "I'm about to grow hair when I'm lying at home." She said without stopping what she was doing, folding the test paper and putting it in her school bag, and then zipping it up.

"Are you really okay?" Zhang Shuai withdrew his gaze staring at her movements with some suspicion, he just saw Zhong Nuanyang staring at the blank scroll in a daze at the door.

"Really." Zhong Nuanyang stood up and carried his schoolbag, looked at him with a bright face, and then frowned: "Can you accept your bitter and bitter appearance, as if you are silent." ”

Zhang Shuai came to his senses, looked at her clear eyes, and smiled bitterly: "Speaking of which, I have also recovered from serious injuries, but I am not as fast as you recovered." ”

Zhong Nuanyang didn't react for a while, his eyes scanned up and down on his body, trying to find a wound, and then saw his resentful eyes, only then did he suddenly realize, and his ears unconsciously turned red: "You...... Are you kidding, haha, it's cold. ”

Zhang Shuai stared at her for a while and sighed: "I grew so big, I was rejected by a girl for the first time, and I went back and cried for several days." ”

Zhong Nuanyang's originally embarrassed nerves were amused by him: "Crying? Who are you fooling, how is it possible, I see that you are in such good spirits, at least you have a new hairstyle......"

Zhang Shuai touched his hair and smiled self-deprecatingly: "Don't you say that you have a makeover and get a new life......

Zhong Nuanyang didn't know what to say for a while, he opened his mouth for a long time, and could only change the topic and praise his hairstyle for being very energetic.

"Actually, I'm looking for you, not for anything else, but to tell you, I've figured it out, if you're still willing, we'll continue to be friends, if you're unwilling...... Then I wish you a smooth college entrance examination in advance......" Zhang Shuai's words were a little bitter, he touched the back of his head, and after finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand as if he had just made up his mind, and looked at Zhong Nuanyang expectantly.

Zhong Nuanyang looked up at him, smiled and stretched out his hand, holding his broad palm: "Friend, thank you, bless you." ”

Zhang Shuai held her small hand tightly and shook it vigorously: "I hope we can get a city, agree." ”

Zhong Nuanyang wanted to say something else, thought for a while and shook his head with a smile: "Okay, but even if we don't get into a city, we have to keep in touch and don't forget the friendship of being together with the window." ”

Zhang Shuai was not very satisfied with her reply, but still smiled and let go of her hand: "How is it, my new hairstyle." ”

"It's handsome."

"Do you regret that?"

"Regret what? …… Do you want to cry again? ”

“…… You...... It's too ruthless......" Zhang Shuai made a heart-injured movement and expression: "I'll wait for you to be an old girl in the future, remembering that you rejected such a handsome boyfriend back then, cry and wipe your tears." ”

"Okay, if I cry, I must be the first to tell you......" Zhong Nuanyang was made to laugh and annoyed by his funny behavior: "Can I withdraw my friend's application, curse me every day, don't want this kind of friend." ”

"It's late, it's already stamped, and the withdrawal is invalid."

"Don't be poor, you can't walk yet, the bus can't catch up." Zhong Nuanyang muttered and walked out by himself, and Zhang Shuai behind him had to follow.