'Boom', the volcano erupted, Sang You's brain was dizzy, and the heat climbed up his neck, but after a while, the cold and piercing feeling climbed from the soles of his feet, instantly overwhelming the heat.

Sang Yu froze violently.

Help me.

Her garbage bag was broken.

When it rains heavily, avoid getting your shoes dirty, and put on a garbage bag The most feared thing is two situations, one is slipping, and the other is that the garbage bag is broken.

How could she be so unlucky? Both? Sang You is completely rotten, whatever, she raised her feet and took two steps forward, bang!

Jian Licheng also chased after her, and before she could speak, she heard Zhou Yan say, "She slipped and fell." ”

"Oh."

Originally, I didn't feel the amount of water so deeply, but when I walked up to the road and looked up, I was simply stunned. Large streams of water pour down from above, and like a small waterfall, it is quite spectacular.

“……”

Going back to the dormitory feels more difficult than climbing to the sky.

The boys wanted to send them downstairs to the dormitory, but they were rejected on the grounds that it was unnecessary. As soon as he entered the dormitory building, Sang You tore off the garbage bag and threw it into the trash can, which was ineffective for protection, both feet were wet, and his pants were also wet.

Lin Qiaoyan: "Are you all wet?" ”

"yes."

Feeling that his bones hurt from the cold, Sang You jumped on the spot while taking his temperature, took off his shoes as soon as he entered the dormitory, and then rummaged through the cabinets to find dry pants. The roommates all went home from vacation, and their things were packed very cleanly, and the room seemed empty and lonely, and it was very cold.

It is estimated that there are fewer people and less carbon dioxide exhaled.

Dead cold.

Sang You cleaned up and went to take a bath, and after washing, she jumped on the bed to warm the quilt, this quilt was so cold! She shuddered, and after carrying her school bag, she opened the small table and prepared to start studying.

She wanted to write an English volume, turned on her phone to prepare for the timer, and a message popped up in Sangluo.

Little Brother: Go home on the 8th or go home on the 9th?

Sang You: On the morning of the ninth.

Sang You: Thank you for picking me up, I need you for my box.

Little Brother: Oh.

She was just about to put down her mobile phone, when suddenly she had a flash of inspiration, took a photo of English reading, and then sent it to Sang Luo: Brother, try.

Sanglu: ?

Sanglu: Are you not going to be a human being?

Sang You's online and he exchanged a few rounds, put down the phone and began to write the paper, at eleven twenty o'clock, the faint voice of the dormitory aunt came from outside, shouting that the lights were going to be turned off, she climbed out of the quilt and turned off the lights, carried the small desk lamp and went to bed again, and after adjusting to the appropriate light, she continued to bow her head and write.

A pen, a table, and a lamp were enough for her to walk alone for a long time at night.

The third year of high school in her previous life was far more painful than now, she knew where to go, but she also knew that her strength was insufficient. During that time, she was very emotionally unstable, restless and anxious and fearful, she tried almost all the methods she could, constantly combining her own transformation, but it was still not enough, she still couldn't go where she wanted to go.

The teacher always told them to set their goal on the moon, even if they were lost, it was among the stars.

Her goal was indeed on the moon, but she was on the ground, and she couldn't fly, so she could only look up.

Fortunately, everything is developing in a good direction now, even if she still can't do it this time, but it doesn't matter, people who have failed once have long experience.

After she finished writing the paper and correcting it, she began to summarize today, and after planning everything, she lay down with peace of mind.

As a result, when I woke up early the next morning, my head was about to explode.

Probably a cold.

Fortunately, I didn't sneeze and didn't have a runny nose, but I just had a headache, and it didn't have any other effects except for being tired.

This state of confusion lasted for a few days, and finally on February 9th, early in the morning, the dormitory building was a ding, clanging, clanging, and slowly tidying up after Sang You got up.

It's only a five-day holiday, and there's nothing to pack up.

Dirty thick clothes, bed sheets, duvet covers, pillow covers, mosquito nets and a series of bedding, what else? She thought about it and walked around the dormitory, but in the end nothing more was added.

Sang Luo had been waiting at the school gate for a long time, and when he saw her come out, he took the suitcase.

At this time, the street has the appearance of the New Year, the landscape trees on both sides of the street are full of red lanterns, swinging a slight arc along the winter wind, the color of the sky is blue and white, not bright, but not depressing, like a gray net covering the dazzling light, the light will always be seen.

It won't snow at the feast market.

The temperature at this time of year is not too low.

"Mom and Dad are back?"

Sanglu: "Well, I came back a few days ago. ”

"How's your cooking? Can you make a full banquet? ”

“……”

Sang Luo sneered: "Anyway, I won't starve you." ”

However, as soon as she got home, Sang You entered the kitchen on a whim, she used to do it, she was quite rich in theoretical knowledge, and she also had some practical experience, but she didn't do it for a long time later, and she was a little rusty.

"You go to the couch and sit and wait for me." Seeing Sang Luo leaning against the kitchen door, Sang You began to drive people away.

"What are you going to do?"

"Whatever you want." Sang You went to the refrigerator, "There is fish, then steam a fish, oh Huo, and tofu, make a soup." ”

As soon as she turned around, she saw Sang Luo's expressionless face.

"What do you mean?!"

"Nothing." Sang Luo, "The fish died unjustly." ”

“……”

'Bang! Sang You slammed the kitchen door shut.

Half an hour later, Sang You came out with two plates, and actually covered the lid outside, so she couldn't see what it looked like. Sang Luo was about to lift the lid and was stopped.

"Sort of, what, the appearance is not very beautiful."

Sanglu: "I didn't expect it to be beautiful. ”

“……”

Sang Luo lifted the lid and the whole person was silent.

Two dishes, one steamed fish, one tofu soup.

The fish was lying on the plate, with two big eyes open, glaring at him.

Tofu soup, there is no tofu, only tofu dregs, or black tofu dregs.

Sang Luo asked, "...... Why is this fish green? ”

"When I steamed it, I put coriander in it and dyed it green."

"Where's the tofu?"

"The firepower is too fierce, and with a bang, it crumbles into slag." Sang You hesitated, "It's all the essence that is condensed, right?" ”

“……”