She has little monsters in her pencil case

There are always good things and bad things in this world.

Sang Wan finally understood the true meaning of this sentence early this morning.

Sang Wan was already sighing when she entered the classroom door.

She never expected that what she just thought about while standing in her seat yesterday would be faced with it today.

I can't help feeling a little regretful in my heart, I really shouldn't have stayed in bed for those 5 minutes.

Today, this moment.

It was the morning of NO.16 in August, at 46:[-].

It was the second day of school and the first day of formal classes.

According to the old rules of Shijin Middle School, today is the morning reading as usual.

The morning reading time is the same as usual, starting at [-]:[-].

Because Sang Wan's home is not very far from the school, she usually wakes up at 10:10 in the morning, washes and walks for [-] minutes, and finally arrives in class around [-]:[-].

But there are always surprises in the world.

Yesterday's start of school was just registration, no class or evening self-study was required.

After everyone has changed the location assigned by the teacher and cleaned the classroom, it is almost time to leave school.

The atmosphere when they left was the same as when the two first met and greeted each other, cold and ordinary.

Sang Wan smiled at Liang Bing, who raised her brows and nodded coldly.

Then the reunion after a year ended, and they simply separated and went home without any disturbance.

Originally, Sang Wan was in a good mood because of this, and she was glad that she didn't mess up her interpersonal relationship.

But she didn't expect that she would be in trouble the next day.

It is precisely because today is the first day of class that Sang Wan has not fully adjusted to the habit of sleeping in during the holidays.

So when I got up this morning, I stayed wrapped in the quilt for an extra 5 minutes.

Because of this, when Sang Wan finally stepped into the classroom, her cold deskmate was already sitting in the seat reading.

In this way, what Sang Wan struggled with in her position yesterday became a reality.

If she wanted to get into her seat, she had to call Liang Bing outside.

Sang Wan bit her lip.

Some don't know how to speak.

Although the matter could be solved by just saying a word, but he just didn't know what to say to Liang Bing's face.

Who made this person so cold and strong.

Didn't see that Xiaopang turned his head to flirt with him yesterday, and didn't dare to say hello to Liang Bing.

Just when Sang Wan was a little bit tangled in her heart, she finally arrived near her position with slow steps.

It's next to the first row.

Because of the angle, when Sang Wan went there and looked up, she only saw a neat row of books stacked on the table, but couldn't see Liang Bing's face with her head down.

She clenched her fingers tightly on the strap of her schoolbag, thinking about how to speak later.

Are you saying yes directly?

Or is it better to tap on the edge of the table first to get the other person's attention?

But in the next second, Sang Wan knew there was no need to speak.

It was the person who she thought had been reading quietly and didn't notice her arrival at all raised his head.

The man's eyes lightly seemed to be emotionless, but his eyes fell on Sang Wan who was about to walk to his seat.

Immediately, the indifferent tablemate withdrew his gaze, supported the table with his white and bony hands, then stood up lightly, and stood in the aisle next to him.

Sang Wan was a little surprised when she saw the other party's actions.

The man kept his head down, and she thought he was concentrating on memorizing, and she didn't know when she noticed her coming.

And actually offered to give up his seat?

Was she so gentle before?

Alas, don't remember.

Sang Wan secretly shook her head.

I really didn't have much communication with Liang Bing before.

With that in mind, Sang Wan almost walked to her seat.

She raised her habitual friendly smile a long time ago, raised her chin slightly to face Liang Bing, and smiled politely, "Thank you."

After Liang Bing got up, he stood by the aisle, not far away, only one step away.

When she saw the smile of the person opposite, she slightly pursed her lips imperceptibly.

Then he uttered two words softly, his voice was nice but cold, "Thank you."

When Liang Bing opened her lips, Sang Wan had just walked up to her and was about to turn around and get into her seat.

Because of the movement range of turning around, Sang Wan's soft hair gently raised.

Not much, but just right.

Just happened to have two strands of hair raised mischievously, brushing against Liang Bing's chin lightly, making people itchy slightly.

Someone's eyelashes trembled quietly, and they lowered their eyes and didn't look at the person again.

The cares in my heart are quiet and light, and the sigh sinks between the lips.

It smells like peaches.

The shampoo she uses.

The taste is light and sweet.

It's like a summer dream, light and unreal.

Caressed my side, from whose side.

Sweet to warm and bright.

***

"Wake him up quickly and don't let him fall asleep. The head teacher will come to the class meeting later. What if you are caught again?"

Sang Wan raised her head and yelled at Zhang Qiyu, who was leaning towards the front seat, telling her to wake Xiaopang who was lying on the table and sleeping in the dark.

Sang Wan felt that she was late enough this morning, but she didn't expect that the two in the front row had the courage to come later than her.

The tacit understanding of the pair was late for the morning reading, and finally the head teacher caught him, and was sprayed bloody at the door of the class.

If it wasn't for the head teacher thinking that today is the first day of formal class, and kindly letting them go, these two would have to be punished to stand.

In the end, I don't know how happy this guy Wang Xiaopang was during the holidays. He was still not sober after being beaten up by the class teacher, and he started to feel sleepy as soon as his butt touched the seat.

After listening to the whole morning class with a little head, I really couldn't hold it in the fourth period.

As soon as he threw his head on the table, he fell into a deep sleep. He didn't wake up until a third of the fifth period passed.