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The air seems to be thinner, dizzy and unbearable, and the wind is circling around the fingertips.

Someone looked over curiously, and Tang Qing buried himself on the girl's shoulder, looking fragile and sad.

Tang Tang caressed Tang Qingyi's back with trembling hands. She closed her eyes, and the delicate and thin skin beside her ears was burning with burning breath.

The cunning and unruly softness made it difficult for her to breathe calmly.

She tried to pat lightly for comfort.

"Tang Qing also..."

"Tang Qingyi."

Her mouth is so stupid.

She knew that Tang Qing was also sad.

But she just stumbled, calling Tang Qingyi's name over and over again, trying to convey some emotions.

"Tang Qingyi——" Tang Tang felt that Tang Qingyi held his breath a little, and seemed to concentrate, waiting for her response.

Tang Tang tried her best to say, "Shall we rest in the advanced classroom?"

For some reason, as soon as her words fell, Tang Qingyi's head suddenly became heavy, and he pressed his chin a little sullenly.

But when she wanted to say something more, Tang Qing had already raised her head from the side of her neck.The exhalation slowly entangles from the shoulder socket to the cheek, like a feather slipping down, and then gradually moves away.

On the contrary, the skin felt somewhat confused and unresolved discomfort.

"Let's go."

As calm as ever, Tang Qingyi's eyes were cold, and he walked straight into the classroom without looking at the little deskmate who was puzzled.

Tang Qingyi was surprisingly quiet in the following lessons.Different from her usual taciturnity, it was more like she was in a state of long-term low-grade fever, falling into a strange circle of loss and incomprehensible to others.

Tang Tang clumsily tried to make Tang Qing happy.

It's easy for her to be happy on her own.

Tang Qingyi herself is the existence that makes her unable to bear to bend her eyes.

Tang Tang kept looking in Tang Qingyi's direction during class.

The latter propped his chin wearily, and made a pitiful look at the right time, his pale and slender fingertips lightly resting on the pages of the book.

The girl's heart felt as if it had been twisted severely, water was about to drip out, and there were also traces of sadness in her eyes.

"Tangtang, come up." Tangtang came back to her senses, the physics teacher held half a piece of chalk in her hand, and motioned for her to pick it up.

Beside him, there was already a group of drooping students.

The physics teacher is a balding middle-aged man with a very unusual teaching style.He will spend at least 10 minutes in each class, calling the students to hang up the blackboard to consolidate the learning content, so the teaching effect is remarkable.

Tangtang looked up at him with tears in her eyes.

Physics teacher: "You..."

Tang Tang hurriedly lowered her head, she approached the podium, and read the questions on the blackboard.It's not too difficult, it's a three-star model of universal gravitation, an expansion of the two-star model.

According to the content of the physics teacher's last class, change the constant according to the topic information, and then make a little modification.

Tang Tang finished very smoothly.

Dozens of pairs of eyes on and off the stage stared at her hand.

Tang Qingyi's expression turned cold again.

"Very good." The physics teacher nodded, "Tang Tang go down."

The time for reviewing a class is limited, so a trustworthy classmate is often needed to finish it in time.Tangtang is a student who memorizes strictly according to the standard answer format. He solves the questions carefully and thoughtfully, which is a good model.

Before the end of the get out of class, the physics teacher saw that he had time to spare, so he came up with a competition question.

"Which classmate would like to talk about it?"

There was no sound in the class, and my head was about to hit the table.

The physics teacher sighed secretly: "Tang Qingyi, do you have any ideas?"

Dozens of pairs of eyes turned to Tang Qingyi.

Among them, the hottest line of sight came from the place closest to Tang Qingyi.

Tang Qing also glanced at Tang Tang's hands, which were placed upright, from the corner of his eye. The girl's fingers were slender, like the tips of spring bamboo shoots, white and tender.

She answered slowly in two ways.

When she was seated, the admiration and admiration in Tangtang's eyes almost overflowed, pure and passionate.

An irrepressible, vain and childish self-satisfaction floated in his chest.

Tang Qing also flipped through the book in his hand, still sullen.

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The change of situation is in the evening self-study.

From the time the bell rang, Tang Qingyi's little deskmate lowered his head, not knowing what he was fighting with the desk pocket.

Tang Qing also glanced at the long name and confirmed that it appeared in a certain chapter 10 minutes ago.

Not long after, there was a slight poke from the elbow, like a young animal poking its claws to ask for attention and attention.

It's small, not annoying, but takes all your attention.

Tang Qing also turned her face sideways, and a little thing that surprised her soon appeared in her vision——

Tang Tang held a paper crane in both hands and handed it in front of her.Tang Qing also looked into her eyes, the girl's eyes were so soft that it made people sink a little bit.

[Sister, it's Qianzhihe. 】

The Tangtang in front of her overlapped perfectly with the one in her memory.

The two time and space intertwined, distorted, expanded, and contracted. Tang Qing also seemed to hear the roar of the years, squeezing all the details, faintly announcing that the dust had settled.

Absurd, grotesque, and chillingly real.

It seems that no matter what Tang Qingyi experiences, there is always a Tang Tang waiting for her in the gap of time, waiting to send her a thousand paper cranes.