The thorny bird that does not want to fall to the ground

The crisp bell rang in my ears, and I opened my eyes in a daze. Li Ling was already sitting at the side, holding a book, regaining consciousness, still thinking about her, when did she get up.After washing up, Li Ling checked the exam bag. There were not many people in the dormitory at this time, and she was not there either.Because he was ahead of schedule, he ate breakfast and was in no mood to wander around, so Li Ling went back to the examination room first.Walking back and forth along the paved small stone path under the examination room, I occasionally heard voices reading English silently in the pavilion, and sometimes a group of people talked.At this moment, Nian Xiaofu suddenly felt that he was not that scared.The sun is slowly rising into the sky, the rare and cool morning, the last test is over.As soon as the preparatory bell rang, I stepped on the stairs and entered the examination room, and the bell rang again, echoing for a long time.At the end of the exam, I went back to the dormitory along the crowded crowd. Everyone hurriedly packed their things, only to find that the bed sheets and pillowcases had been laid out. Li Ling came out of the bathroom and said in surprise, "Xiaofu, you It's too soon." Nian Xiaofu looked puzzled, and Li Ling hurried to pack her things, Nian Xiaofu hugged her and stuffed it into the suitcase, and when she glanced at the opposite bed, her bed was already empty. It's empty.I hurriedly carried the suitcase and ran to the bus. On a sunny day, there were actually fine raindrops falling. Leaning against the window, the wet raindrops flowed down.Except for the slight sound of the car starting, most of it was silent. Even Li Ling didn't talk like he usually did after the exam, probably because he was tired.When I returned to school, there were so many parents gathered at the gate of the school. The car drove slowly, and through the window, those students who were expected by their parents should be very happy.Pulling the suitcase, after the dismissal, Li Ling's mother also came, and Nian Xiaofu walked out of the campus first, awkwardly.The thin rain was sticking to the face, it was cool, and he slowed down his pace, changed his hand and carried the suitcase, but he heard Li Ling's voice behind him, and stopped.Li Ling handed over the umbrella, panting and said, "Here." Taking the umbrella, watching Li Ling turn around and go back again, a sudden idea came out of nowhere, and shouted "Thank you!" Li Ling was shocked. He stopped, and replied with a strange expression, "What nonsense are you talking about? Go back and take a shower, or you will catch a cold." The corners of his mouth were bent, his mood was rising like a hydrogen balloon, and the handle of the umbrella was still warm. The vendor who bought pancakes was busy closing the stall. Since the third year of high school, he has never been so leisurely.Until the street vendors walked far away, far away, and gradually became sparse. The street vendor hummed an unknown song.Then he turned around, and along the wall, there were such lush vines, washed by the rain, not at all like the character hiding in the corner of the wall, at the corner, entering the community, putting away the umbrella, and going upstairs, because he was wet With her hair down, she was still a little cold, she shrank her neck, stepped straight on the steps, and pulled the heavy suitcase until she said clearly, "You, you're back." She took the suitcase, and her forehead stopped warm. hand, she anxiously said, "Hair is wet, I'll catch a cold." Panic replied "Yes." She opened the door, changed her shoes, the door was closed by her, and she stopped in a daze, she had already taken the towel , loosened her hair, rubbed it gently, staggered her serious gaze, lowered her head, and let her pull it obediently, the sound of the hair dryer concealed her trembling heartbeat, her hands gently flicked her hair, everything , have become unnatural.Inexplicably thinking, get closer to her, and subconsciously lean on her shoulder, just like she used to do before, hugging nervously, unable to tell whether it is her heartbeat or her own, she paused, the clock ticking around A few times, she raised her hand and was gently hugged by her. Occasionally, she could feel her hand gently passing through her hair, and the sound of her breathing echoed clearly in her ears. She said in her ear, "I will choose Jiangcheng, or a school near Jiangcheng, but maybe Li Ling will go too." Holding her breath, she slightly glanced at her head, "Well, okay." But she couldn't hide the stain on her cheeks. Even if she is not sure about her scarlet, Nian Xiaofu still thinks, thinks, learns to understand, and tries to see what she likes.