Off-road stops in the parking space.

Jin Yao put away his mobile phone, shook his gaze, and motioned to Nan Zhao, who was grabbing the back of the co-pilot's seat with his fingers, "It's here, get out of the car." ”

Nan Zhao obediently let go of his hand and got out of the car.

She didn't finish the procedures for transferring to Yizhong, and she was a tail. The second year of high school starts on the eighteenth day of the first month, and there is a preliminary exam on the first day of school.

The Dean of Students informed him to take time to come to school before the start of the school year.

The dean's office was on the fourth floor, and the pre-graduates who had already started school at this time were in class, and the campus was quiet and a little cold and gloomy.

The temperature was cold, the door was closed, and when I went upstairs, I vaguely heard the slight sound of the teacher lecturing from the classroom next to me.

Nan Zhao looked curiously at the structure of the teaching building.

The school in the north is completely different from her school, just like in the small video, the corridors are closed.

It's warm, and the wind barely blows in.

Jin Yao led Nan Zhao to the Academic Affairs Office.

Knocking on the door, Nan Zhao raised his eyes and looked over.

The dean of instruction is a middle-aged man with a serious looking face.

The face of the Chinese character, the big back, and the black-framed glasses on the face are very traditional. The big leader with a face of "I am justice" has a sense of déjà vu and a serious end.

Seeing Jin Yao, he frowned, obviously not very welcoming, and asked him with a twisted eyebrow, "Why are you here for the New Year?" ”

"Director Liu."

Jin Yao greeted politely, smiled and gaged, "It's not all of a sudden, you can't think about it, come back in advance." ”

"Less flamboyant."

When the dean saw the little girl behind him, he understood something, got out of the way, and let the two of them in, "Bring someone to report?" ”

Jin Yao raised his chin, "Business agency, Mr. Jin is busy." ”

The two are familiar with you and me, Nan Zhao reacted after realizing it, Jin Yao is also in high school in this school.

The process is easy to follow, and it won't take long.

Nanzhao came to Yizhong to borrow and study, so he didn't need to use his student status.

She had already applied in advance at her original school, and now she is waiting for the final certification materials to be transferred to the system, and it will take about two weeks to wait for it to be approved.

The air conditioner in the office was turned on, and Jin Yao was negotiating during the process.

There was no need for Nan Zhao, she just stood next to her, quietly looking at the office, and slowly her eyes fell on the boy.

The young man's side face is hard and his jaw is slightly tucked, and when you look at it from this angle, his long and thick eyelashes are completely revealed, full of vitality.

Thick complexion, very dangerous skin.

I have to admit that from the professional perspective of Nan Zhao's sketching, this is a boy she has seen who is quite perfect and attractive-

God really favored him.

"Advanced seven classes, look at the results in the future. I can't get the school uniform for the time being, so I have to wait a few days to get it with other students when the textbook starts. ”

After the teaching director finished explaining, he glanced up and down at Jin Yao a few times, and quipped, "Okay, there is a look like an elder brother." ”

"Don't bother me." Jin Yao smiled lazily.

"Okay, you kid, it's better to get me in less trouble in the new semester than anything else."

"Yes, put your heart in your belly."

He smiled out of tune, raised his hand and patted the little girl's head, and lowered his chin towards the door, "That's it, let's go." ”

After speaking, he waited for no one.

Nan Zhao rubbed his head, quickly said goodbye to the director, and chased after him.

It was almost noon when the two of them came out of Yizhong, and by the way, they had a simple lunch outside.

On the way, Jin Yao's mobile phone vibrated almost non-stop.

Nan Zhao had an idea of how busy he was, and when he returned to the apartment, he said hello very discerningly and went into the room.

She carefully put away the newly bought things, lay on her back on the bed and played with her mobile phone for a while, feeling bored, rolling around twice and fluttering.

Just take out your newly bought drawing board and pencils and start drawing.

Nan Zhao's father was an artist and engaged in creation.

It's not a well-known character.,Usually like to run around.,Write and draw.,Conceited a little romantic.。

Ten years as it has been.

Her mother met her father on a trip to the Jiangnan Water Town.

When I met him, I was young, I saw a different man at first glance, I didn't have more than two hands when I met, the girl's feelings were attacked, her father drew a photo of her mother, and poked it to the point.

The two fell in love with such a bang.

Nan Zhao's mother had nowhere to vent her feelings, regardless of the family's opposition, she stole the household registration book and got a certificate with her father, and started her honeymoon trip without even a wedding.

Young people dry firewood, and the months that you and I have been working for a few months have the fruits of love.

It was not only Nan Zhao who followed.

The transition from the world of two people to the family inevitably involves life and money, accompanied by irreconcilable contradictions caused by incompatible values.

Pulled to the present, completely shredding the appearance of peace.

Maybe it's a mood influence.

The scenery that Nan Zhao finally drew with his pen was also covered with a heavy and somber color, and the sound of grinding and grinding stopped.

The scene of the station yesterday evening came to life.

The little girl looked up blankly, alone.

Looking up, it was not far away, a boy who was deep in the sea of people and looked indifferent. The fiery twilight behind him drowned him in it.

The only bright color is the sunset that is about to end.

- "Hope"

That's "hope."

I hope that all the worries are gone, and the rest is the way.

Nan Zhao bit the tip of the pen, thought about it, carefully sketched the lower corner, and signed his name in the lower right corner with a few smooth strokes.

She took a picture and sent it to the professional teacher.

Put away the tools, it was already dark outside the window, and the sound of the door opening sounded in the corridor, followed by the sound of the door closing and footsteps.

Nan Zhao looked over silently and thought, sure enough, the sound insulation is very poor.

The boy's voice was as light and deep as ever.

"No, there are people at home."

"Get out. My girl is young, and you're a mess there. ”

"Tomorrow? …… Yes. ”

Nan Zhao made sure the sound was gone before gently opening the door.

poked his head out and looked out, walked to the staircase and shouted tentatively, "Brother Jin Yao? ”

No one responded.

She pressed the railing on the side of the stairs and looked down, and became a lot bolder, "Jin Yao? ”

Be quiet.

Well, it should be gone.

Nan Zhao relaxed after a long absence, slipped back to the bedroom to get the blue coffee cup for drinking water, and stepped on his slippers to go downstairs to pour water.

The huge living room was dimly lit with no lights on.

She was about to walk towards the kitchen, but a deep dark shadow faintly appeared in her afterglow.

Suddenly, my heart trembled violently, and a bad premonition came to my heart.

Isn't it, won't it?

Nan Zhao clenched the cup in his hand and turned back in slow motion, stiffening into a cassette.

The dark shadow leaned against the couch.

She stiffened her head and hesitated, "Brother Jin, Brother Jin Yao? ”

With a "snap", the light was turned on.

Nan Zhao subconsciously closed his eyes and waited for a little adaptation to the dazzling light before opening them.

She looked up in embarrassment.

The boy clasped his arms to his chest and looked at her for a long time.

Under the light, the inky darkness under his eyes blurred heavily, and gradually turned into indescribable ridicule and bad banter.

“……”

Nan Zhao had no choice but to look at him in silence.

Jin Yao played with the mobile phone that deliberately pressed the black screen in his hand, teasing him like a cat, and chuckled, "Brother is calling brother again?" ”