The two souls wear the same person + side story

In order to maintain order in her life, she goes to the bulletin board next to the blackboard to read the duty schedule every day.

She is on duty today.

People miss the primary school days, but primary school is not fun for Shang Yi.For example, she has to be on duty, for example, she has to sit upright with her hands behind her back in class, and she wants to poke a hole in the sky when she raises her hands. The tone of the texts is very long, and she has no common language with a group of little kids.

Like entering a kindergarten and pretending to be cute, Shang Yi's old soul couldn't squeeze out an innocent and lively smile, she rubbed her face and passed the day in a daze.

She was cleaning the blackboard and covered her mouth and nose with a red scarf to block the dust in the sky.

Suddenly, the representative of the Chinese class, the class monitor, the squadron leader of the Young Pioneers, the red-banner bearer of the Children’s Day, and the No. his office."

"Where is the office?"

The little girl raised her head and said, "You don't even know about this, but the third door on the left hand side of the row of houses behind us, turn right and the second desk faces south, and there is a copy of "Education of Love" on it."

Next to "Education of Love" is actually "Three Hundred Poems of Tang Dynasty". The class teacher rubbed the cover of this book and stretched his head forward: "Zhang Xu, I heard that you like ancient poetry recently. How about you, read this book thoroughly It's fine, and one more thing, you are in puberty, don't read some old-fashioned romance novels that are nonsense, and talk strangely."

There is no other possibility except Zhang Xu's nervousness.

Shang Yi nodded, accepted the poem, and returned to the classroom.

In the morning, around ten o'clock, she was in physical education class. Because she was tall, she was dragged by the girls to stretch her rubber bands.

The fluttering bowknot and the green chūn of the school uniform hummed one, two, three, four to the tune of "Little Ball". She stood casually, and suddenly, the world spun again.

Opening her eyes again, the old girl squatted by the bed and licked melon seeds, with a crackling sound, and threw the melon seeds on the floor.

"Sister, what's the situation?"

"Ten hours." The ugly boy walked over with the tablet, as if showing his professionalism in this way, swiped his head twice, "I will record every time you wake up, and we will see the situation the day after tomorrow. You sleep When I was reading, there were four missed calls, and I told the owner of Damu Media, Kurban, that you were taking a shower, playing tennis, going out on a date, and attending a luncheon. These three reasons were used to deal with—"

"Stop." Shang Yi was still thinking about the nursery rhyme, he shook his head a little, and then continued to listen to the ugly boy's report and continued to deal with personal matters.

Ten hours, shortened from 24 hours, seems to be a good thing, at least it will not delay the normal life too much.

There is no opportunity, the sudden change, in Shang Yi's view, it is like the sudden silence of the media, but in fact, the cat was waiting at the gate of her house early to take a picture of her face that would be wasted immediately if she didn't take good care of it.

Shang Yi's day was filled with fear.

Before the day when it was time to go to the countryside, she took the old girl to go for a massage. After feeling comfortable physically and mentally, she prepared herself as if she was about to go to the execution ground, and lay down on the bed.

The ugly boy and the old girl guarded her left and right, and she felt like a dying king, laying on her pillow and announcing her heir to the civil and military courts.

As soon as the twelve o'clock hands coincided, the ugly boy took out a cigarette, and the old girl took out a bag of melon seeds.

Shang Yi looked at the ceiling.

"What are you doing?"

"Why didn't you leave?"

Shang Yi closed his eyes.

There is no soul wear.

The ugly boy didn't dare to smoke, and the old girl didn't open the melon seeds.

"So after I fell asleep before, you were unscrupulous—" Shang Yi took a deep breath and lay down for half an hour.

Fell asleep.

When I woke up, it was the ugly boy who yelled, waking up at 06:30 in the morning, what to do.

If you don't double check the calendar, Shang Yi will think that today is just an ordinary day.

Today is the day when she should go to the countryside. In the itinerary prepared by the ugly boy for her, only "sleep" is left.

Is it true that as the ugly boy said, there is no need to travel from now on?

The old girl said, no, no.

The ugly boy is on the phone to get the drink back.

After the dust settled between the two of them, looking back, just after twelve noon, Shang Yi fell asleep soundlessly on the dining table, the hot soup spilled all over the floor and burned one hand.

The two of them shouted one after another like two screaming chickens.

Shang Yi got up from the dining table.

Looking around, the school cafeteria has the same rice and stewed vegetables at noon every day, and the Chinese class representative and... In short, the girl whose name she can't remember is eating opposite, eating with gusto.

Look in front of yourself, a glass of boiled water.

"I'll bring you the pen and ink you want tomorrow, ten yuan, one hand for the money and the other for the goods." The girl suddenly lowered her voice, causing Shang Yi to nod too.

pen and ink?

Shang Yi went back to the classroom, opened the homework as usual, he didn't do yesterday's homework.

Zhang Xu's aunt's period record was originally going to tell her to do her own things, but suddenly found a copy of "Three Hundred Poems of the Tang Dynasty" caught in the English exercise book. She opened it and read it. In the book, notes are written in unfamiliar handwriting.

Wrote a bunch of traditional characters.