Seeing a girl, mistaken for life + extra side

This year's Christmas Eve and Christmas class did not have any plans, except to send a few apples. Last year at this time our class was always preparing for various activities with great interest. Our private The middle school teachers are also very lax in the management of our activities, and the school will also generously lease us the venue hall. Last year on Christmas Eve, everyone rented a relatively large studio in the school, each with various strange makeup.I still remember that Ling Jing forced me to put on a mask with blue face and fangs, and also gave me a long black cloak to appear in class.In fact, I always thought that I was exaggerating, but I didn't expect that I just didn't see what the people in the class were like.

Now that I think about it, that seems like a long time ago.Everyone in the current class is writing hard.

And I was indeed in far away Shanghai, ordered a takeaway and asked the delivery boy to help me buy a package of Ping An fruit for my senior.

I sat on the stool, listening to Cheng Yan gossip about all kinds of gossip with me, I just smiled politely, and stopped talking to me after a while when I felt bored.I turned back and played with the pen in my hand.

Final exams are coming soon.This final exam is as meaningless to me as the usual weekly exams and monthly exams, and I don't pursue recommended places, I just sit in my seat every day and write what I should do.

After the English test in the afternoon, we will have a short winter vacation.I was carrying my schoolbag, pushing the car and walking on the road, looking at all kinds of classmates around me, passing me one by one, laughing and going back.

"Shen An!" A very familiar voice disrupted my thoughts. I looked up to where the voice came from. I was wearing a long white down jacket, a black knitted hat, and a red scarf. The one watching me is none other than Senpai.

I didn't even want a car, so I ran towards my senior sister.Standing in front of the senior sister, I just smirked blindly. The senior sister hugged me, and we hugged each other tightly. In this cold winter, the two hot hearts kept getting closer and warmer.

It was only five o'clock, and it was already dark.I held my senior sister tightly with one hand, pushed the car with the other and walked home slowly, leaving a long, long footprint on the white and flawless snow.

Throughout the winter vacation, my senior sister often accompanied me to review at my house. I sat on the sofa and read a book, and my senior sister was washing fruits in the kitchen, sometimes feeding me a piece.The winter vacation was extraordinarily warm and satisfying.

At the end of February, the senior sister left early because of school affairs, and we were separated by two places again.

In April, spring in the south has already arrived.

Even though I have long been accustomed to the change of seasons, the beauty of nature is still amazed me, and there is always a moment that I will never forget.

For example, on the day I sent my senior sister off, the continuous spring rain fell, and the style was so sharp that it hurt my cheeks. This spring rain brought endless greenery and endless warmth. The grass popped up, the willows on the roadside pulled out their branches, and the intoxicating green came into my vision.Large areas of fresh green are taking root and sprouting away the whiteness of winter.This new green is constantly swaying and greeting.

In my eyes, the white world wrapped in silver suddenly turned into a colorful one, just like Munch, the pioneer of expressionism, who combined the expression of subjective emotions with the artistic language of color to the extreme. The beauty like an oil painting has a strong visual expression. .

Those bad things in winter gradually dissipated in the warmth of spring, and finally disappeared without a trace.

I still live the same life as before. When others are studying hard, I will still fall asleep in class, and my eyes will be a little out of focus when I get up.In those few seconds of trance, the voice and smile of the senior sister always appeared in my mind, which made me extra clear and relaxed in this somewhat depressing study atmosphere.

The results are as usual as before.Every night during self-study, Cheng Yan always likes to sit next to me with math papers and physics papers and ask me questions, but every time we ask questions, we start chatting about other things, such as various things he likes. Altman, and all kinds of dramas I like to watch, occasionally he is doing homework, I knock my head on the table, lower my head and chat with my senior sister on the mobile phone about daily interesting things, and occasionally receive Ling Jing from abroad She sent me an e-mail, in which she told me about where she lived, what kind of people she met, how the food didn’t suit her taste, and how much she missed her. My craft, and more.She also wrote me a courier, which contained a leaf from somewhere, which she made a bookmark herself, and I kept it in the book.

When everyone thinks that the days of the third year of high school are very tormenting, everyone is constantly trying to seize this time. Every day, people can hear people complaining that time passes too fast, and they have no time to study at all, and others bite the bullet While reciting all kinds of ancient poems, I often sit on the vine swing in the foreign language corner with a cup of milk tea and read all kinds of extracurricular books sent back by my senior sister.

My ranking in the first mock exam has not changed at all, I am still the vanguard in the class, and will always hover in the first and second place.

Sometimes the head teacher would secretly talk to me, asking me to correct his papers on the surface, but actually he had other plans.