Chapter 50: The Literati

"Mu Han, do you want to come to school for self-study tomorrow?" Zhang Sixue patted her on the shoulder.

"Is that okay?" Lin Muhan didn't know that he could come to school yet.

"Yes, in the study hall downstairs."

"Can't you come to the classroom for self-study?"

"No, right...... I don't know. Zhang Sixue scratched her head. Why, I'm coming, do you want it? ”

Studying at school should be more efficient than at home. She thought.

"Okay, come in the morning?"

"Well, eight or nine. If you arrive first, take a seat. ”

"Do you want to occupy a seat, are there a lot of people?" Lin Muhan suddenly didn't want to come again.

"Good students come here to study. So are we, hehe. ”

"Do you eat outside at noon?" Lin Muhan is still more concerned about this issue.

"No problem, let's go eat together, and come back to school after eating." Zhang Sixue nodded.

"Good!"

New Year's Day is a day off, but the school will not be so kind to let you spend New Year's Day carefree, so today Saturday will continue to attend classes as usual, make up for the classes on New Year's Day, and there is a bunch of homework waiting for everyone.

Lin Muhan was writing her homework, and Chen Xin'er in front turned around and patted her hand: "Muhan, come out for dinner on the night of the 31st."

"No. 31, oh the day after tomorrow." Lin Muhan thought about it. "Okay, who's going to go?"

"Let's go with a few girls who are more familiar, and now there are about five or six of them. You ask if Sixue is going. ”

"Sixue, Chinese New Year's Eve dinner can't come." Lin Muhan asked her and pointed at Chen Xin'er.

"Oh, I'm fine, listen to you."

"She's OK, you can arrange it." Lin Muhan relayed Zhang Sixue's words to Chen Xin'er.

"Understood!"

Originally, Lin Muhan planned to spend Chinese New Year's Eve with Chen Xingfan, but Chen Xingfan said that he made an appointment with his classmates to go to the movies, so forget it.

"I don't know if Xiaoqing and Wanqi will go."

Lin Muhan asked the two of them, but Cai Wanqi had already made an appointment with her classmates, and Zhao Xiaoqing didn't want to go, so she wanted to stay at home and play games.

"You can't just pursue life a little bit."

"Pursuit......" Zhao Xiaoqing pretended to be serious and pondered for a while, and said: "Is it okay if I want to take five kills?"

"Dizzy, it's still a game for a long time, you salted fish." Lin Muhan couldn't cry or laugh.

"Salted fish is also very good at playing games!"

"Gotcha, have fun, have fun."

……

"Sixue, I'm at school, have you arrived?" Lin Muhan sent a message to ask her.

I didn't expect it to rain today, but Lin Muhan is a trustworthy person, and he will definitely come over if he promises to come from Xi, in fact, it doesn't hurt to come from Xi alone.

The school in the rain was very quiet, and there seemed to be no one, until he approached the self-study room, Lin Muhan saw that the classroom was full of people, and there were a few top students in the class.

"Wow, there are so many people on rainy days." It was the first time for Lin Muhan to come to school on Sunday for self-study, and he didn't know that so many people would come.

She walked up to the hallway on the first floor, put away her umbrella, and stood at the door of the study room and looked inside. She didn't want to study in the study hall anymore, and she seemed to be a little late, and she didn't seem to have any seats, even though it was only nine o'clock.

Lin Muhan sneaked up to the teaching building and returned to his class. The iron door of the school building was unlocked, and a crack was opened so that she could come up.

"I'm almost there, it's a little slower on a rainy day. Do you have a placeholder? Zhang Sixue replied to her message.

"I'm in the classroom."

"Oh? The door is open. ”

"Yes, the iron door downstairs is not locked, you can come directly to the classroom, I'll wait for you."

"Okay."

Walking in the unmanned aisle, the sound of footsteps echoed in the corridor. Lin Muhan suddenly realized that when there was no one, the school was really a place where she could stay alone, and the school was quieter on rainy days, which made her very relaxed.

And that sense of loneliness that comes spontaneously.

Lin Muhan went to the water dispenser to fill water, and listening to the sound of the rain, she was so distracted that she knocked over the water cup that had just been filled with water, and had to refill it.

When she returned to the classroom, she opened all the windows in the corridor, and only opened a slit in the outside windows to prevent the rain from coming in, so that the air would circulate and the classroom would not be so stuffy.

Not long after she sat down, she heard footsteps in the hallway.

"You're here."

"Well, yes, it's raining today." Zhang Sixue shook the water droplets on the umbrella and put it in the corridor to dry with Lin Muhan's umbrella.

"It's better in the classroom, there are too many people in the study room downstairs." Lin Muhan took out his homework to write, since he was going to come to school for self-study, he had to be serious.

"Indeed, it is also convenient to get books." Zhang Sixue put her schoolbag on the table and rummaged through the exercise book. "I didn't eat it in the morning, so I brought a bottle of milk."

"What if you don't eat?"

"Oh, come out in a hurry, it's okay."

Lin Muhan bent down and took out two packets of biscuits in the desk and handed them to Zhang Sixue.

"Hey, I've got cookies hidden and eaten with milk."

"Ah, OK, thanks. You will be invited to have a drink at lunchtime. ”

"Ha, no. Besides, I don't know where to eat in this weather. ”

Lin Muhan turned his head to look outside, and the dense raindrops formed a rain curtain, and the world seemed blurry from afar. She could still vaguely see the banyan tree in the open space downstairs, and the remnants of green dotted the gray-white picture.

Lin Muhan basically finished her homework before twelve o'clock, and sure enough, she was very efficient in school, but she didn't know what else she could do in school in the afternoon.

However, the rain still didn't stop, and the two of them could only go to the snack bar at the school gate to buy finger cakes for lunch, and Lin Muhan bought some snacks by the way, which were reserved for the afternoon to relieve boredom.

"I'll listen to some songs." Zhang Sixue turned on the computer in the classroom.

"You play, I'll go shopping."

"Where can I run when it rains? Listen to the song. ”

"Take a walk around the school." Lin Muhan said and left the classroom.

A few students downstairs walked out of the school with umbrellas. I don't know what's going on, Lin Muhan feels that there seems to be a bit of spring breath, contained in this rain.

"The rain is so cute." Suddenly this sentence popped out of her mouth. Although the voice was not small, under the wash of the rain, it was just a low whisper.

She stood in a good place from the school's perspective - the corridor of the science class on the third floor, and behind it was Chen Xingfan's classroom, but no one was there at the moment.

This kind of scene made her feel a sense of sadness inexplicably, which matched her character very well.

Back in the classroom, Zhang Sixue listened to the song and wrote the exercises. The computer is Leslie Cheung's spring, summer, autumn and winter, and Lin Muhan, as an electronic teacher, doesn't know who put these songs into the computer.

She sat in a chair, looking out the window at the landscape painting-like picture, thinking about something. After a while, she picked up a pen and wrote a paragraph on scratch paper, and then stopped writing, revising, and correcting. Half an hour later, the composition was complete.

Holding the scratch paper and looking at it at a glance, Lin Muhan was a little incredulous, and even he felt incredible.

She typed the words she had written into her phone and stored them.

Title, Winter and Spring Rain.

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"A little dew, a drop of sleeves, swallows around the spring willows. The lotus boat is alone, the past is no more, who can accompany him? The landscape is still the same, all in one person's eyes. What year and night, the two phases hold hands, and the golden wisps are old. The cool night is long, the candlelight is slightly warm, but the heart of the person has changed. The smoke clouds closed the window, smiling at the March rain. ”

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