The weather gradually cooled down, and everyone changed into thick clothes.

Zhao Xingchi was wearing a sweatshirt with a thick coat on top. Looking at Qiao Yang, who was only wearing a sweatshirt, she fell into deep thought. Isn't it cold for a child to dress like this?

"Qiao Yang, is it cold?"

"Do you think I'm cold?" Qiao Yang silently hugged himself tightly and shrunk into a ball. It did get a little colder at night.

Zhao Xingchi smiled and took off his coat and stuffed it directly into Qiao Yang's arms from under the table.

added, "Lend you to wear it for a while, and remember to pay it back." ”

Without his coat, Zhao Xingchi instantly felt the pressure from the cold air. She thought, she didn't bring a coat to the classroom in this weather, why wasn't Qiao Yang very smart.

In the last evening self-study, the substitute teacher had to go to a meeting, and asked the class representative to inform everyone of the free self-study early.

Zhao Xingchi saw that his table mates were memorizing English silently, and he also took out his English homework to write. Fortunately, there wasn't much English homework, and it was done in fifteen minutes. When I turned my head, my table mate was still there reciting English.

Zhao Xingchi's table mate came to school two weeks after the start of school. He is very tall, about a little more than 1.9 meters, stupid, like a stupid son of a landlord's family, his name is Zhou Xingyu.

After another five minutes, Zhao Xingchi felt that his table mate might need a little help.

She poked at her tablemate, "You don't have a good effect on memorizing like this, give me the book." ”

The same table obediently handed over the book, and then, Zhao Xingchi said a word in Chinese, and he stumbled and said an English translation. After constant prompting, he finally completed the English essay in its entirety. It took a few more minutes to get familiar with the English essay in his mind.

He said, "Tablemate, you're so nice." ”

Zhao Xingchi's face was full of surprise, why did this launch the good guy card again? It's just to help him memorize a text. Besides, isn't it normal for the two to be at the same table again?

Zhao Xingchi changed to a polite smile, "It's okay, it's okay." ”

After solving the big problem of English essays at the same table, he began to pull Zhao Xingchi to whisper.

I saw that he took out a photo, and the photo showed a beautiful girl. The same table told Zhao Xingchi the story of him and his prospective ex-girlfriend for 20 minutes about this photo.

"She said that if I went to the movies with her before school started, she would have agreed to be with me officially."

"Why didn't you go?"

"Because I didn't have time."

For most of the rest of the class, Zhou Xingyu was nostalgic for his first love who died before he could start.

Zhao Xingchi is not a very qualified listener. She wrote down the exercises on the table and replied to her table mates. In the middle, he also passed the coat with Qiao Yang a few times.

However, while listening to the love story of her tablemate, she suddenly remembered someone. She had never thought about liking it before.

The tip of the pen stopped on the workbook, and after a while, a small black dot appeared. She suddenly came to her senses and continued writing.

The next day, I woke up at 6 a.m., washed up at 10 a.m., and then ran to school. When I arrived at the classroom, it was about 6:20, and I should run to the playground after putting down my things.

At 6:25, almost all the students were standing on the playground.

The dawn in winter is always very late, Zhao Xingchi stood in the backlight, looked at the memo in his hand, squinted his eyes, and still couldn't see clearly. She forgot to bring her glasses.

A dark shadow suddenly appeared next to him, "Can you see clearly?" ”

"I can't."

After hearing the answer, Qiao Yang walked back to her place with satisfaction, and she said, well, it must not be a problem with her eyesight.

After running the morning exercise, Zhao Xingchi felt extremely weak.

But she still couldn't go back to the classroom immediately, and there was a class teacher summary session after the morning exercise.

Teacher Zhang looked at the students in her class with satisfaction and began to speak. When talking about the importance of sports, I suddenly saw Zhao Xingchi. The negative teaching material is right in front of you, so you don't have to wait for a while.

"Let's look at Zhao Xingchi, his face turned white after only three laps, this is the consequence of not strengthening exercise."

Zhao Xingchi felt like a panda, accepting onlookers from his classmates.

It was a Monday and there was a PE class.

After Zhao Xingchi finished running, he felt the deep malice from this world.

She said, "Running is the most annoying." She felt that there were only two things she hated the most about high school, one was physics, and the other was running exercises.

During free time, Qiao Yang laughed at her for a while. She thought about it for a while, and used a sentence from a certain information book to slap Qiao Yang back and forth.

"Mr. Ji Xianlin once said that the secret of his longevity is, first, I forgot, and second, not exercising."

Qiao Yang didn't want to argue with her, so he reached out and touched her head. I ran to the equipment room and took out a pair of badminton rackets.

"Let's play badminton today, warm and warm."

"Okay, my badminton skills are pretty good." Zhao Xingchi is still very confident in his badminton skills.

A minute later, the shuttlecock landed right in the middle of the two.

"Where does your confidence come from?" Qiao Yang asked.

"When I was in elementary school, I played badminton with my brother and could catch four or five balls in a row, with a record of eight." Zhao Xingchi responded loudly to Qiao Yang's questioning of himself, "I think, it may be a problem with your serve." ”

Qiao Yang was speechless, Zhao Xingchi's ball skills seemed to be a little better than his own.

The two practiced serving and picking up the ball for a lesson, and finally unanimously decided to quit the badminton world. Let's play table tennis in the future.

After physical education class, I have to go to another class to go to lunch, and I looked at the class schedule, and today I have to attend a class meeting.

After the class teacher entered the class, he said a few words and asked everyone to write their own homework.

Zhao Xingchi wrote for a while, and habitually glanced at the same table. She saw the picture of his first love at the same table.

I didn't look carefully yesterday, but she took a few serious looks. I don't think the lighting of this photo is very good, and the colors are a little brighter. She thought of the man again.

What's going on, I've been thinking about that person a lot lately. Shaking his head, Zhao Xingchi felt that he had been thinking a little more recently, and his thoughts were all confused.

Qiao Yang met a new friend, surnamed Zhou, named Zhou Siyue. They are in a dormitory, so the relationship is naturally closer. At noon, the line of dry rice became three people.

Zhao Xingchi knew Zhou Siyue before, and they were in the same class in the second year of junior high school. But it wasn't very familiar at the time.

Seeing Zhou Siyue, she remembered some things buried in the depths of her memory. Gently closing her eyes, she added another pile of dirt to her memory. You don't have to remember what you should forget.

Zhou Siyue is a very cute girl, and the three of them chatted very happily. When people meet the same people at different times, different stories still happen. Zhao Xingchi thought that she had a new friend.