Qingjian, I know that you have done a lot for me in the past six years. I've been touched by you almost many times, but these still can't beat a trivial one. Do you remember that Youth Day in our third year of junior high school? I saw myself in his eyes that day, and I could feel that he cared about me. And what I see in your eyes is possession**.

I will continue to wait for you, and when you accept me, I will tell you in person, how long you have waited for him in vain. Qing Jian left with a hint of anger.

Looking at Qingjian's back, Aisha remembered the back of Hefeng when he parted a few years ago, that summer, a boy left the town, the moment he turned around, the back he left behind, with some nostalgia and reluctance in his back. Elsa's tears mischievously stopped, slipping to her lips and falling onto the back of her hand. Do you have any news of him? Aisha looked at Qing Jian as she walked to the door with longing eyes. Qing Jian was stunned for a moment, did not answer, and walked out of the classroom.

Sha pulled out the textbook that River Breeze had used, the ink font on the book reflecting a dim light in the sunlight. It's been six years, but it seems like yesterday. At this time, the face of the river breeze was the clearest in Elsa's mind. The book has been opened countless times, and it has become crumpled. But Aisha still flipped tirelessly. Because the book is full of the past, full of waiting, full of five years of tears.

River Breeze, have you really forgotten me? Is that really a frivolous oath? How I want you to surprise me. You are God's gift to me, but when will I get my gift? Five years of waiting, five years of disappointment, how I want you to sue me for a deadline. Then I will no longer be afraid, I will no longer be afraid. Whenever I see you in my dreams, you are so vague, I see you covered in wounds. You sue me not to wait for you any longer, and then keep apologizing. You know that I don't want your apologies, I don't know you. When I woke up, the quilt was all wet, and it was crying for me. Slowly, Aisha fell asleep on the desk, leaving a lonely figure in the classroom.

Bai Dong, isn't that the one who was beaten badly? Qingtian pointed to the staircase not far behind Bai Dong. Bai Dong looked in the direction of Qingtian's finger, and saw a group of people walking towards them fiercely. An ominous premonition suddenly surged into the hearts of the three of them. Keep your head down and walk quickly. Bai Dong immediately lowered his head and quietly signaled to the river breeze and sunny sky. At this time, there were also people at the staircase on the other side, and they were already recognized.