Flowers bloom eight

In the mountain fog and rain, there was a sense of vastness between heaven and earth. It is impossible to distinguish which is the sky and which is the earth.

Lan Eucalyptus looked at the low rain under the eaves, the red pillar of cinnabar that had been drenched for a hundred years, and looked at the embroidered lucky bag in her hand, her eyelashes fluttered. He turned back to the bookshelf where the scriptures were kept, picked up a copy of the scriptures, and walked back to the couch and sat down.

Hua Jian stood on the playground and looked up at Zhang Ning, who was cleaning in the corridor on the third floor, with a very resentful look in her eyes.

"It's raining again, it's not good." Yu An looked at the rain falling from the sky and said with a frown.

"Spring rain is as expensive as oil, and the farmer uncle needs it." Zhang Ning endured the faint pain in his hand and opened the umbrella and stepped into the rain.

Yu An also opened the umbrella and caught up with her, she had slender legs and walked far.

Zhang Ning rarely broke the silence and asked, "How are you feeling now?" I've heard from others that you're going to give up studying physics, and you've dropped out of college. ”

Yu An, who was walking at a distance from her, paused and quickly smiled, "It's not a big problem, as long as it doesn't recur." Thank you for donating bone marrow to me so that I can have surgery. No, I'm just taking a break from school, it should be a year or two, and I'll go back and continue studying. Physics is still my ideal, and I have never forgotten it. Look at what a beautiful term human beings have given to this world that has mastered the laws of motion. ”

Zhang Ning watched the falling raindrops spread on his palm, he spoke with an intoxicated face, and laughed dryly without speaking.

As long as physics is mentioned, Yu An is like turning on a switch box, buzzing all the time. Zhang Ning, who likes to be quiet, turned his head, his eyes were a little spicy, and he regretted what he just asked.

Seeing the people in the rain on the playground, I squinted and still couldn't see clearly. Zhang Ning tugged at Yu An's sleeve, "Help me see, is it Hua Jian?" ”

Yu An stopped talking, looked over with Zhang Ning's gaze, and said, "Yes, why does she like the rain so much?" ”

Hua Jian saw the young man with his clothes fluttering when he ran, and ran towards her in the rain and fog. The handsome face gradually appeared in front of her, and the voice of the mouth was like the first violin he played that year, gentle and beautiful.

Yu An ran over and handed her the umbrella, "It's raining, classmate, borrow your umbrella." ”

She took his umbrella in a daze, the rain cut off her cold world, and the rain was dripping on the umbrella, as if she was dense at the moment. Her mind went blank and she didn't say anything, watching him put on his coat and hat and turn away.

Her thoughts, on that afternoon that sneaked into the elementary school campus. The eye-catching student on the stage, hiding in the corner of the teaching building, looked at him at the moment he gently sounded the first sound. The young man in white, the sunshine and breeze, and the sound of the piano are all things buried in her dark heart. The heart sprouts in the search for him, and blooms when it meets him, like a sunflower growing towards the sun.

Yu An took Zhang Ning's umbrella and had to get close to hold an umbrella.

"I heard that there will be a campus anti-drug propaganda next week?" Yu An took the umbrella and hung it on the hook outside.

"Yes."

Mo Meimei, who was cleaning the window, her figure trembled obviously, she turned her head and looked at them with a little emptiness, and smiled, "Are you back?" ”

Zhang Ning noticed her slight movements and looked at her for a while before saying, "Yes, Sister Meimei." ”

"Sister Meimei." Yu An shouted softly.

"Why are your clothes wet, take them off." Mo Meimei put down the rag and walked up to Yu An and asked.

"I borrowed an umbrella just now, so I'll take it off."

Zhang Ning came out of the room, took out a new towel that had not been opened, and handed it to him.

"Thank you."