Time flies really fast.

With the cooperation of the whole class, the rehearsal of the performance program successfully achieved the expected results.

The leaders of Jingyi Middle School are still very generous, and the stage of the art festival is very high-end and atmospheric, with all kinds of spotlights, scattered lights, soft lights, return lights, chase lights, LED energy-saving lights, etc., as well as fog machines and bubble machines, which are extremely perfect.

The only thing that dissatisfied the students of Class 4 was that the rehearsal took up their afternoon break, and they were super eager to let the rehearsal take up all the science classes in the afternoon.

……

Thursday night –

Yu Wanglan sent a message to Chu Ran on WeChat:

Xiaolan: Yes

Ranran: Hmm

Xiaolan: Where are we going to eat tomorrow night?

Xiaolan: I want to eat Mao Cai

Ranran: Not tomorrow, I made an appointment with someone else

Xiaolan: What's the matter? What can be important to me!! [Crying] Obviously they have dinner with me every Friday [Poor] [Poor] [Poor] [Poor]

Ranran: I'm sorry, it's really important.

……

……

9:10 p.m. –

Chu Ran finished the evening class, and after rejecting his ex-roommate's invitation to go shopping, he took the subway back to Ling's house.

[9:42] Chu Ran opened the door with her fingerprints, and Yang's mother sat in the living room dealing with the unfinished documents from her work during the day. The door of the study room, which is usually used by Ling Yan to write homework, is closed.

Everything is as usual.

Chu Ran said hello to Yang Jingshu when he passed by the living room, and then walked straight to the study.

Chu Ran opened the glass door of the study, and before he could speak, he heard Ling Yan say, "You're back." ”

"Hmm." Chu Ran subconsciously responded.

Ling Yan leaned sideways, still holding a pen in his right hand, and a pair of clear eyes lit up on his white face, and it was staring straight at Chu Ran.

Then Chu Ran asked thoughtlessly: "Are you doing your homework?" ”

Ling Yan couldn't help but chuckle when he heard this question at a glance.

"It's silly." The voice was very low, and I don't know if Chu Ran heard it.

But the low smile was obvious, which immediately made Chu Ran blush.

"Ahem, I'm asking...... Have you finished writing. Chu Ran turned his gaze and moved his gaze from the desk to the green plants behind him.

The green plants in this room are all raised by Yang's mother, and the heart-leaf vine and happiness tree grow tall and sit on the floor. On the windowsill on the left side of the room there is a pile of succulents and a pot of camellias.

All the greenery was bought in October, and the house was not properly furnished as a temporary residence before that. It wasn't until Yang Jingshu decided to move over later that she remembered to decorate it.

Thanks to Mother Yang, the house is full of life.

This camellia plant at home has a light fragrance, just blooming in November, and the light red petals are bright and vulgar, just looking at it is refreshing.

"Hey! Look at me. Ling Yan pulled Chu Ran's fugue back into his thoughts.

Chu Ran turned his head and focused his gaze on Ling Yan.

Ling Yan scratched his bangs that looked like he was about to cover his eyes: "You, will you come tomorrow?" ”

"Will come." Chu Ran paused for a second before replying, and then she reached out and took an English reading workbook on the table.

Flipping open the cover, what catches your eye are the two dashing characters "Ling Yan", and then turn back - it is obviously a practice question with more "hooks" than "forks".

This workbook is more than halfway done, and the mistakes are densely annotated with a red pen. But because the handwriting of the master of the exercise book is too neat, it still looks pleasing to the eye.

"It's really rare for a boy to have such a beautiful word." Chu Ran thought so in his heart, and smiled unconsciously.

This smile shook Ling Yan's eyes and made his heart pound.

"Come on, I'll tell you what I did today, first of all, the central sentence above, Scientists find that hard-workingpeople live longer than average menand women.......

Chu Ran entered the lecture state very quickly, but Ling Yan's state was not so ideal. He recalled Chu Ran's laughter, and was excited that Chu Ran would watch the next day's performance at the festival.

……

……

At 7:40 a.m., it was already dark, and the rostrum in front of the playground was no longer lifeless, and brilliant lights were scattered everywhere.

Crystal clear light and the sound of enthusiastic music resounded in the area within 50 meters outside the school, and the beam of light even hit the glass of the house more than 20 stories high outside the school.

The boiling atmosphere is especially intense in the positions of high school juniors.

……

Wang Qinyang, who was sitting behind Ling Yan, was playing with his mobile phone while holding the banner that was to be held up by the chorus later.

But just as he casually glanced to the side, he saw Ling Yan sitting straight.

"Hey, Brother Ling, why do you look so nervous?"

Ling Yan heard Wang Qinyang's words, but he didn't mean to answer.

Seeing that Ling Yan didn't speak, Wang Qinyang thought that he had guessed correctly, he put down the banner printed with 'Youth Flying, Strive for Self-improvement', and slapped Ling Yan's shoulders with both hands, looking at the posture to rub Ling Yan's shoulders to relieve the pressure.

But it is obvious that Ling Yan will not accept this reckless man's 'horse killing chicken' Dafa.

Ling Yan quickly turned around, dodging Wang Qinyang's hand that wanted to make trouble, and just as he was about to 'retaliate' against Wang Qinyang, the mobile phone that had been in his pocket rang.

The ringtone of the mobile phone is a fragment of "The King of Love Songs" that Chu Ran hummed casually some time ago.

"Hey!"

On the other end of the phone - here we are.

"Well, then I'll pick you up"

- No, my own alma mater can't find a way?

- Are you going to the playground, are you there?

"Yes, I'm here."

……

After hanging up the phone, looking at Wang Qinyang, who was full of curiosity, Ling Yan replied perfunctorily: "Family." I ignored him.

And Wang Qinyang looked at Ling Yan, who was gradually moving away from the class, and didn't explore much, and continued to play his mobile game.

……

……

Yang Jingshu and Chu Ran actually came together, and after they had dinner at home, Yang Jingshu drove to the school. However, due to the enthusiasm of the parents of Jingyi Middle School, the roads around the school have become 'red roads'.

So Yang Jingshu asked Chu Ran to get out of the car first, and then there was the above call with Ling Yan.

And when Chu Ran waited for Yang's mother for almost five minutes, Yang Jingshu called her again. Mother Yang asked her to go in first, so that neither of them missed Ling Yan's show.

Listening to Yang's mother's worried words, Chu Ran had no choice but to agree: If the show starts, he must take a few more photos of Ling Yan.

……

……

Walking in the familiar and unfamiliar campus, Chu Ran had memories of three years of high school in his heart - the ginkgo leaves that would be spread all over the ground at the end of autumn; a bicycle parking lot that is cleaned every Friday; You can always see the fence and guardrail where people sneak up to get takeaways;

and the 'road to travel' that Ling Yan is walking on its face countless times.

"Chu Ran!"

The boy stepped into the night, and the evening wind lifted the hem of the boy's clothes, and when he smiled, the sense of youthfulness was almost overflowing.

"Hmm!" Chu Ran replied loudly.

"Why did you come so early, didn't you say that it would be at 8 o'clock?" The boy smiled sweetly and brightly, like a sprite in the summer after shaking wildly, the white foam rushed upward, and his mouth was full of Sprite's sweetness.

Chu Ran looked at him intently, as if he had seen some rare scene-

"There are no stars at night, only a bright moon lamp, burning the boy's shirt, and the eyes only reflect you."