so called love

Early in the morning, Li Hui was awakened by Xiao Xia's knock on the door.

"Sorry, I forgot to bring the keys yesterday." Xiao Xia said a little tiredly.

"It's okay, I'm just about to get up," Li Hui said sleepily, "It's also my fault, I don't know how to keep the door open for you."

After tidying up, carrying schoolbags, and having breakfast in the school cafeteria, the two of them are on their way to class.

The road is not far, it can be said that it is very close. In front of the cafeteria is the teaching building. There is a long and narrow corridor with blooming and ruined flowers, lush and withered grass on both sides. Go through the back door, take a few steps, turn right, and you will see A short corridor, counting from the end of the corridor, the second class is Class [-].

Xiao Xia and Li Hui walked into the classroom with the bell ringing, and sat in their respective seats in the last row. The two of them were temporarily at the same table, because the current seats are random, and Teacher Ai Ai hasn't arranged seats yet.

Xiao Xia found a bag of bread and a bag of milk on the table, so she asked Ding Mu, "Who put the milk and bread here?"

"I don't know, I had it when I came here." Ding Mu gave a sad look, "Who is secretly in love with you?"

"It's only the second day of school, who can have a crush on me?"

"Love at first sight." Ding Mu looked into Xiao Xia's eyes dumbfounded.

If a person looks at you dumbfounded, he may like you, because people are often dumbfounded when they are having sex or lusting.

In the stupefied, there is a feeling of dire straits and hesitation.

"Hehe, it's love at first sight, then it declines, and then it's exhausted." Xiao Xia tilted his head sideways, and his eyes moved sideways with the tilt of his head.

Xiao Xia didn't investigate any further, and didn't dare to eat or drink. She stuffed it into the table, feeling sweet in her heart, but she didn't know that this kind of sweetness was brought to him by a boy.

The morning self-study at 6:30 makes the bed-loving students who live off-campus often buy 2 yuan boxed lunches and 2 cents small buns from the uncles and aunts at the school gate. The morning self-study classroom smells of breakfast, with potato shreds The simplicity of the meat, the rancidity of the meat, the provocation of the chili sauce.

Teacher Yuan Ai walked in, with purple hickeys, purple high heels, purple dress, purple hairpin and grape purple hair, which turned into a rooster's tail.

"Early self-study is time for self-study, not breakfast time." Teacher Yan Ai said sternly.

In fact, at this moment, she is stern and soft-hearted. In front of the students, her heart will always be a piece of tofu.

The classmates who were eating breakfast heard that some simply stopped eating, and some simply wolfed down a few mouthfuls.

There was a sudden sound. At first, the students thought it was just an ordinary sneeze, but later they found out that it was a festival that was ushered in by this classroom.

Someone sprayed rice.The arrival of spray rice makes the monotonous classroom flourish.

When I was a student, there was hardly any trace of joy in the boring textbooks. The teacher treated the students like a group of ducks and fed them all day long.Therefore, the embarrassment of a certain classmate is compared to a festival by the speaker's earnest preaching and teaching.

She is Su Mei, an urban registered permanent residence, and her mother owns a flower shop in this city.She looks like a flower, but no matter what kind of flower she looks like, I feel that I am wrong, and I think she should be like a more beautiful flower.

It seemed that whoever she was standing next to could say that pearls and jade were by her side.

She is usually spitting beads, but today, unfortunately, she smacked rice.

She looked embarrassed but not ugly.It's great to have a beautiful face, in all directions, high and low, far and near, no matter how you look at it, it is beautiful, and even embarrassing looks are hard to escape.

But beauty is not a pretty face, nor is it just your face that everyone sees.

She paled in panic, but she wasn't panicked. She turned her hands away but didn't turn around, and was doing the movement of taking out tissues from the pink schoolbag behind her back, trying to clean up the rice grains and green vegetable leaves that had been sprayed on the desk before she had time to chew.She opened a pocket of her schoolbag, took out a pack of tissues and put it on the desk, but when she wanted to take it out, what she aimed at was a pack of sanitary napkins—the Seven-Dimensional Space Girls series.

It turned out that she had confused the pockets where the paper towels and sanitary napkins were.

Her menstrual period is always fluctuating, and the sanitary napkin is close to her, which can give her a sense of security.

She quickly turned around to reset the sanitary napkin that appeared at the wrong time and place, and then opened another pocket. That's right, she saw it this time, it was a pack of removable tissues.

When she turned around and wanted to resume her old business, her deskmate had already helped her deal with the mess.

The same table, sometimes the second self.

This natural rather than intentional silliness is more attractive in a person with a beautiful face than in a person with a dirty face.

Teacher Yuan Ai saw such a mood, and said like a good wife and mother: "You can eat today, eat slowly, and you can't eat tomorrow."

However, no one has the nerve to eat it.

The taste of bento will always play a tender role in the show of life in the student era.

After the morning self-study, Zhang Xixi walked to Xiao Xia's side.

"did you have breakfast?"