if time doesn't run aground

In the sentimental season, all the dialogue seems absurd.

Luo Xia held the test papers that had just been handed out and scored them over and over again, and it really didn't count.She let out a sigh of relief facing the pale ceiling, saying that her grades should not have fallen to such a point.

Every exam in high school seems to drain the energy of the students, one after another, without end.

Under such pressure, Luo Xia has to submit manuscripts to the company every week, and her busy life makes her breathless.But fortunately, Wang Yuan was much worse than himself.

While viciously comparing Wang Yuan's misery, she sneaked into the office to revise the score.

"The teacher seems to have given me the wrong score." She unfolded the test paper, adding and subtracting the bright red numbers.

"Oh, how many points?"

After a while, she looked away from "twelve points." She slapped the paper on the teacher's desk, and glanced at Wang Yuan who was sitting obediently in the other corner with her corner of the eye.

"What is Wang Yuan doing here?" Luo Xia muttered to himself.

"Him? He was given priority admission by the Central Conservatory of Music, waiting for the school's seal." The teacher said simply, and the waving red pen made a huge cross on the original three-digit number, and wrote 144 again. The wording of points.

The sharp and skilled force made the paper crack along the red streak, like ugly scars.

"When did this happen?" Luo Xia pursed his lips and tried not to tremble in his voice.

"He took the art test a few months ago, didn't you know?" The teacher's surprised eyes wandered on her tears that hadn't rolled yet.

In the end, that ominous premonition finally came true.Is it because the whole world knows that you have left, but you still keep it from me with a smile, Wang Yuan.

Luo Xia buried his head low and fled in despair.The messy hair was mixed with tears and stuck to the corners of the eyes, making it itchy.

"Hey! Paper!" The teacher's hoarse voice was hidden in the sound of closing the door.

"Stop listening too." The teacher took off Wang Yuan's white earphones and stuffed Luo Xia's paper into his hand. "You send it to Luo Xia. There is something wrong with this child today, but she did well in the exam! I really don't know what she thinks, I have time to enlighten her."

"Lorshaw?"

"Yes, don't you have a good relationship?"

"Okay." Wang Yuan got up with a smile, smoothed his wrinkled shirt, and walked out.

The short hair around his ears was lifted by the warm wind, under the golden light at noon, with the lush camphor trees behind him, the beautiful scene in the oil painting really appeared in front of his eyes.

The campus is like a complex maze, and you will meet different people at different intersections.But Wang Yuan firmly believed that Luo Xia must be around a certain corner.

As Wang Yuan expected, Luo Xia's footsteps were not fast, and his decadent and powerless figure looked like a sick person.

After thinking for a while, he strode forward and stretched out his arms to perfectly block Luo Xia's way.

"Neng, your test paper." Wang Yuan forcibly grabbed her backpack and fumbled for the zipper.

"Throw it away, it's useless." Luo Xia took back her schoolbag and continued to walk forward, without looking sideways, the lonely and arrogant back in the afterglow seemed to be throwing a dagger on the heart of a person, bloody of gloss.

"Luo Xia, what's wrong with you? You didn't fail the exam, so don't be sad, you are too demanding of yourself." Wang Yuan turned around and grabbed her backpack, forcing her to stop.

"let go."

"Lo..."

"I tell you to let go!" Luo Xia's voice raised an octave, she raised her head, and the tears rolled down her eyes a few times before disappearing.

"Why are you losing your temper with me!" He still complained ignorantly.

Luo Xia stood for a long time without making a sound. If everything had to change from the original appearance, should she let go?

"Central Conservatory of Music. Wang Yuan, you are really amazing!" She smiled wryly into the empty air, and the ending trembled slightly with anger on the verge of explosion.

There is no feeling that can be concealed, it will only hurt more, Wang Yuan, you should have realized this earlier.

"I'm sorry." Wang Yuan clenched his palms tightly, and said the three words he hated the most.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Luo Xia turned his head and looked into his eyes, the red and swollen eyes looked like a little rabbit.

"How long are you going to hide it from me!"

Inhale.

exhale.

roar.

Wang Yuan's thin shoulders kept trembling, and his head was buried very low.This was the first time he heard her swearing, the first time he felt her emotions so agitated, the first time he felt the pain of her sadness and despair.

Find a reason, or an excuse, anyone can go first.

"I'm sorry." He took Luo Xia's seemingly strong body and hugged him tightly, as if he could delay it until the next second of time.

"Actually, we can be together, I will wait for you, you can visit me every holiday, or I will go to you..." His voice became weaker and weaker, and finally he couldn't even hear himself.

That is not a promise, but a comfort to myself.

"Wang Yuan, I, Luo Xia, will not be a stumbling block in your star journey, never will!" Luo Xia broke away from the embrace that he once remembered, his low and hoarse voice was filled with thousands of emotions.

She threw all the books she was holding at Wang Yuan's feet, and there were real review questions carefully prepared by herself.However, he doesn't need it anymore.

High school love can die.

After turning around, everything will become what it used to be.