In November, it snowed in F City, which is known as spring all year round.

The snow is not big, and it is only a thin layer on the ground, which is not enough to build a snowman, but it is enough to make the group of big friends who have not seen snow for years excited.

Not to mention that the students were excited, even the teacher on the podium couldn't help but turn his head to look out the window when he paused after a question.

The arrival of the first snow dispelled the haze caused by most of the students during this period of study, even Ling Xing was no exception.

Except for her mobile phone and TV, Ling Xing had forgotten the last time she saw snow, and she really wanted to go out and feel the snow up close.

Zeng Zhile obviously had the same idea as Ling Xing, she quickly wrote a line of words on scratch paper and pushed it between the desks of the two.

Ling Xing leaned over and took a look, Zeng Zhile wrote: It would be nice if the snow was bigger, and they could get together to have a snowball fight.

Children in the south, few have seen goose feathers and snow in the true sense.

This class was particularly difficult, and the students were almost stretching their necks into giraffes.

The snowflakes outside are getting smaller and smaller, and the surrounding scenery is getting whiter and whiter.

Finally, the bell rang for the end of class, and it was so long since the school year started, and it was probably the first time today that the students in the class rushed out of the classroom before the teacher said 'class'.

However, the teacher didn't mind, and he himself was looking forward to feeling the snow from a distance.

The first snow is beautiful.

When Ling Xing heard Qiu Yilin talking to the system before, he said that at the beginning of the snow, the heroine in the book was her, and she finally realized how much she liked Ji Yan.

But in the current situation, if he could, Ling Xing didn't want to see Ji Yan, let alone realize that he liked him.

The break was only ten minutes, but the joy was doubled.

The snow is getting lighter and lighter, but it's still falling.

So much so that few people chose to rest during today's lunch break.

Zeng Zhile was discussing with Ling Xing what gifts to give each other.

They have heard that on the beautiful occasion of the first snow, giving a gift to a close friend or someone they like represents the blessing from the first snow.

Barely being a meaningful thing, right?

The snow fell very suddenly, and before the snow fell, even if the students looked at the weather forecast, many people did not believe that the snow would drift on their side.

It is precisely because of this that few people think of preparing gifts in advance.

Fortunately, the gift does not mean that it will be delivered to the other party today, they say that before the snow melts, the blessings are counted.

There was only a gift prepared in advance by Qiu Yilin, who was familiar with the plot, and gave the gift to Ji Yan after school.

Ji Yan saw the gift in Qiu Yilin's hand, and subconsciously glanced at Ling Xing, in his eyes, the relationship between him and Ling Xing was easing day by day during this time.

He also knew that Qiu Yilin was the fuse of the previous conflict between them.

Ling Xing didn't look at him, she and Zeng Zhile were talking to Lu Qianmo at the table in front of them, looking radiant.

Qiu Yilin kept a smile on the corner of her mouth, and the gift in her hand continued to be held, and she didn't know how many students in the class were looking at them with nothingness.

Ling Xing clearly had classmates discussing-

"Does Qiu Yilin like Ji Yan?"

"Huh? It's all so obvious, you can see it? I've seen it for a long time. ”

"Then she also reported Ling Xing's puppy love with Luo Shen before? Is this not a pure thief crying out to catch a thief? ”

"Then who knows? But I think Ling Xing and Luo Shen should be nothing. ”

"I also think that the most is to learn and communicate, and besides, aren't they still participating in debate tournaments together? There are certainly a lot of topics to discuss. ”

"Now I want to know, what gift am I going to give to God tomorrow?"

"What a coincidence, I also want to give him belch, and I think that if I can be blessed by the god of learning, then my grades will not soar?"

“……”

How can there be the word rejection in Ji Yan's dictionary?

After hesitating for a moment, he still reached out and took the gift in Qiu Yilin's hand, and generously thanked Qiu Yilin.

Qiu Yilin, who pretended to be naughty, also blinked: "I hope to be able to receive your blessings as well."

Ji Yan nodded and raised his lips slightly: "Yes."

“yue！”

In front of Qiu Yilin's front table, Tian Jiayun deliberately made a vomiting sound, and the classroom was not too noisy, and this sound was still relatively obvious.

Tian Jiayun sneered: "It's strange, it's good, why is it so disgusting?"

Qiu Yilin's face sank.

……

If you want to say that you received the most gifts on the day of the first snow, it has to be Su Qingluo.

During this time, Su Qingluo's reputation in school was too loud, and after class, there were as many girls as many girls who asked the students of the second and third classes to put gifts on his table.

Every time Su Qingluo came back and looked at the mountains of gifts on the table, he began to be irritable again.

Although most of the classmates came for his reputation as a god, he always handled it by himself, which was a little annoying......

There were different classmates who handed over gifts to Su Qingluo for others, and during this period, Ling Xing also handed Su Qingluo a small gift box he had prepared.

Su Qingluo was already a little numb when he received the gift, he thought that Ling Xing was forwarding it for someone else, so he threw the gift into the trash can as before.

Ling Xing: "......"

Su Qingluo, good job!

In the last class of the afternoon, Su Qingluo suddenly quietly handed Ling Xing a beautiful gift box.

Seeing Ling Xing bend his eyes to accept it, Su Qingluo unceremoniously stretched out his hand: "What about mine?"

Ling Xing pursed her lips, remembering that he didn't look through and didn't show mercy when he threw the gift, her heart was a little blocked, and she was silent.

Su Qingluo thought she was unprepared, so she muttered to herself, "Little conscienceless", so she lowered her head and continued to brush the questions.

Who can tolerate this misunderstanding?

Ling Xing tapped Su Qingluo's desk with her finger bones, and when he looked up, her gaze crossed him to look at the trash can placed in the corner of the classroom, and motioned for him to look over as well.

Su Qingluo looked at her like a trash can, and it only took a few seconds for him to react, and his face suddenly looked as ugly as eating a fly.

"Thrown by me?!"

Obviously, if it was a rhetorical question, he affirmed it himself in a partial tone.

Ling Xing nodded.

Su Qingluo's incredulous gaze fell on the trash can again.

Clean and noble as Su Qingluo, he definitely couldn't do anything to rummage through the trash can, he threw the pen in his hand angrily: "Why don't you tell me?"

Ling Xing was a little speechless, and handed it to him, how else could he say this?

She still explained: "...... Surprise. ”

Until the end of school, Su Qingluo, who usually rushed out of the classroom very early, was stunned and didn't move at all today.

Ling Xing packed up his books, and when he turned around, he saw him supporting his head with one hand and playing with his pen boredly with the other.

She asked suspiciously, "Not going yet?"

Su Qingluo raised his eyes to look at her, lowered his eyes to avoid her gaze, and said lightly: "You go first, I still have something to do."

Ling Xing couldn't think of anything he could do, but seeing him like this was not a hurry.

Unexpectedly, that night, the group they didn't have a head teacher exploded directly.

Zeng Zhile and Xia Nianchu were even more crazy in the group @ Ling Xing.

Ling Xing brushed for a long time, but she couldn't find the one who sent the message at the beginning, she directly asked Zeng Zhile who ate the melon alone.

Ling Xing: [What happened in the group?] 】

Zeng Zhile: [You still don't know? 】

Next, Zeng Zhile directly threw out an eleven-second long voice.

Zeng Zhile: [Tonight, the fat man walked halfway from school and found that something had fallen in the classroom, he turned back to look for it, but did you know what he saw? 】

This guy talks half of it, and the remaining half still hangs her appetite.

Ling Xing: [So, what did he see?] 】

Zeng Zhile still sent a voice, but this time her voice was a little low.

Zeng Zhile: [He saw our Luoshen and was rummaging through the trash can!! Waha~】

Ling Xing stared at the line of words for a long time, and slowly typed out a few words: [Really fake? 】

Zeng Zhile: [The fat man kept rubbing his eyes in disbelief, let me tell you, at the beginning, the classmates in the group didn't believe his words, until he posted a selfie to the group, and his eyes were really rubbed red and swollen by him......]

Ling Xing looked at the lines of words that had been converted into words, he wanted to laugh but couldn't, and his heart was quite mixed.