I made the object green after respawn

In late March, it was supposed to be spring time.

But the spring in the south has always passed quickly. It only gives you a few days to buffer when winter and summer are handed over, and it is over before you can react.

So this time is often the most troublesome time to wear clothes.

You wear winter clothes, you walk like a fool on the road.

Wear spring clothes, and feel a little bit cold.

Lu Meng stood in front of the wardrobe and struggled for a long time, but she still hadn't decided what to wear to go out today.

"Are you alright, Xiaomeng?" Jiang Qianqian urged, "If you look at it like this, it will be too late for breakfast."

They had already packed up and had been waiting for Lu Meng for about 10 minutes.

But she just stood in front of the closet for 10 minutes, not even thinking of taking out some clothes for them to choose.

"Right now."

While replying, Lu Meng stared at the dress she put on the inside.

It was a white gauze dress, which should be about the same in late April.

But for some reason, Lu Meng wanted to wear it when she opened the closet today.

He said "immediately", but the person still stood there without moving.

Yu Qingfeng finally couldn't help it, stepped forward and took the dress and handed it to her, saying, "Just wear this."

He took another apricot coat: "It shouldn't be cold if you wear another coat outside."

When a person can't make a decision, she needs such a person to push her behind and tell her to choose this for sure.

But Lu Meng is still a little tangled: "Is this color scheme too light, so it looks cold?"

"Hurry up and wear it!"

The three shouted in unison.

Because it took too long for Lu Meng to choose clothes, after breakfast, the four of them didn't wander slowly to the classroom as usual, but speeded up their pace and rushed to the classroom in three steps at a time.

In fact, it's okay to study early and be late, but the school has been shrouded in a tense atmosphere recently, which makes them also have to be affected by this atmosphere, and they really look like high school students.

When everything is divided into upper and lower parts, the rhythm of the second part is always faster than the previous part.

Now they are in the next chapter.

Students in the first year of high school should choose arts and sciences.

The second year of high school students are about to usher in the small college entrance examination.

Not to mention the third year of high school, there is not much time left before the college entrance examination.

It was as if a drop of lubricating oil had dropped, and the axis of time suddenly sped up.

But each has a different degree of tension and a different mentality.

It's like a long-distance race. The third year of high school is now in the final sprint, and Lu Meng and the others are just preparing to participate in the 800 meters.

The sparse sound of reading books echoed in the classroom mixed with the noise of the boys in the back row.

Jiang Qianqian held the book and read a few lines, stretched out his hand and poked the two people in front of him and asked, "I have to hand in the subject selection form tonight, have you all made a decision?"

Xue Qingqing took the lead to reply: "I filled it out a long time ago, so I chose liberal arts. Originally, I was planning to choose art. Who knew that the school canceled the art department. Why are we so unlucky this year!"

"I also choose liberal arts." Yu Qingfeng said.

"I want to choose liberal arts too," Jiang Qianqian said, "What about you, Xiaomeng?"

Lu Meng took out the course selection form and looked at it, but she hadn't filled it out yet.

"Liberal arts." She said.

After speaking, he looked past Jiang Qianqian and looked at Wen Jiu behind him.

Wen Jiu lowered her head and was reading an English book.

I don't know if Wen Jiu heard what she just said.

"Great! Then we are still in the same class!"

Jiang Qianqian leaned closer, cutting off Lu Meng's eyes from looking at Wen Jiu.

"You really all choose liberal arts? I didn't dare to ask before," Xue Qingqing said, "Then it's settled, we all choose liberal arts. Anyway, I've already written it. I'll give the form to Xiaomeng now."

After speaking, he took out his course selection form from the belly of the table and handed it to Lu Meng: "Here to Xiaomeng, you have to collect it at night anyway."

Jiang Qianqian and Yu Qingfeng also handed over their watches to Lu Meng.

Lu Meng took them one by one.

Of the four forms, only hers was still blank.

It is best for her to choose liberal arts instead of art, but she really wants to be in the same class as Wen Jiu.

Although they are all in the same school, she always feels uneasy.

With this kind of anxiety and uneasiness, she finally couldn't hold back and called Wen Jiu out in the last class in the morning.

"what happened?"

As soon as Wen Jiu stepped onto the roof, she saw Lu Meng smoking a cigarette with a sad face.

"Wen Jiu," Lu Meng saw her come over and throw away the cigarette, and hugged her: "I really want to be with you."

Wen Jiu touched her head: "Aren't we together?"

"Not this," Lu Meng raised her head, "You know what I'm talking about."

In the past few days, Lu Meng has also done a lot of ideological work for herself. She desperately told herself that she is 22 years old, she is not an ignorant little girl, and she should not be trapped by such a small matter, let alone because of such a small matter. Bring trouble to Wen Jiu.

But because of her personality, she thought that if she separated from Wen Jiu because of the different focus and direction of her studies, she would not have time to get along, if Wen Jiu met someone she liked more in science, and if all the random things in her mind If one of them comes true, then her relationship will have to come to an end again.

"Don't you believe me?" Wen Jiu looked at her: "Didn't I tell you that I'll be with you at No. [-] Middle School, can you stop thinking about it all day long?"

Lu Meng curled her lips, she understood the truth, but it was difficult to do it.

"You also want to choose liberal arts," Wen Jiu continued, "You just do it according to your own ideas, I don't want you to have worries because you are with me, and then change yourself because of these concerns. "

"I haven't changed myself." Lu Meng said.

"It's not okay to change your mind." Wen Jiu tapped the tip of her nose lightly with her finger: "You usually think less about what you have."

Seeing that Wen Jiu didn't shake Lu Meng at all, he didn't say anything.

No matter how you say it, she is not the kind of unreasonable person.

It was time to hand in the forms in the evening. As the class monitor, Lu Meng was responsible for collecting all the subject selection forms and handing them over to Lao Meng.

When the last person handed the form to her, Lu Meng took out a pen and filled in his own.

After filling it out, I looked at it again before sending it to Lao Meng.

Lao Meng casually flipped through the elective form she had sent over.

Lu Meng's watch was on the top, and Lao Meng saw it at a glance.

"You chose liberal arts?" he said.

Lu Meng nodded: "Yeah."

"Liberal arts is quite suitable for girls. I took a rough look at the liberal arts that most girls in our class choose." Lao Meng put the watch back on the table and coded it: "Okay, work hard to recruit Lu Meng."

Lu Meng walked out of the office and exhaled.

The matter of selecting subjects has been settled, and it is completely over.

As soon as he walked down the stairs, Lu Meng saw Wen Jiu at the door of the classroom as soon as he turned around.

Seeing her, Wen Jiu walked over first, took her hand and walked up the stairs again.

"Where are you going?" Lu Meng asked.

"Smoking a cigarette." Wen Jiu said.

It was still a bit cold at night, and Lu Meng was still wearing the same clothes as in the morning, which would be blown by the wind from the roof, and the hand holding the cigarette couldn't help shrinking into the sleeve.

"Why are you wearing so little?" Wen Jiu approached her to protect her from the wind while talking.

"That's what I wear in the morning." Lu Meng said

I mean why did you just see it now.

Hearing the dissatisfaction in Lu Meng's tone, Wen Jiu said with a half-smile: "It's good-looking, but it's only March, isn't it too early to wear this? Don't be in a hurry. You can wear it slowly for me to see." good."

His mind was exposed all of a sudden, and someone said it so clearly, Lu Meng almost wanted to jump off the roof.

"Smoke your cigarette." She replied angrily.

Seeing her deflated, Wen Jiu couldn't help laughing out: "Why don't you look so happy, I thought you would hug me and cry as soon as you saw me."

"Why should I cry?" Lu Meng asked.

"Didn't you read my elective list?" Wen Jiu asked back.

"No, it's not that I don't know what you choose, what's so good about it."

Wen Jiu put away her smile: "You really didn't watch it?"

"No."

Lu Meng didn't know why Wen Jiu asked this, didn't she see it as science.

"Why don't you go to Lao Meng's office now?"

"It's not Wen Jiu, what do you mean?! If you have something to say, just say it!"

What charades!

"At first, I was not very happy because of this matter. It's over, so don't mention it. Why are you..."

"I chose liberal arts."

Lu Meng's voice stopped abruptly.

She looked at Wen Jiu in disbelief, and it took a long time to find her voice: "Liberal arts?!"

"Why?" she asked.

"I thought about it, and I'm also reluctant to part with you." Wen Jiu said.

The mist in Lu Meng's eyes gathered quickly, and she fell into Wen Jiu's arms before tears fell.

The shoulders of the person in his arms kept shrugging, Wen Jiu hugged her, and said at a loss: "I'm just kidding, why are you really crying?"

"Don't cry, don't cry, good boy."

Wen Jiu didn't expect that Lu Meng would really cry. She didn't know what to do, so she could only keep stroking her back, trying to calm Lu Meng's emotions.

The person in her arms cried for a long time without speaking. While wiping her tears, Wen Jiu was annoyed at why she said that sentence just now.

Lu Meng looked at Wen Jiu's face and kissed it without thinking.

It was only a shallow kiss at first, but it seemed that the two of them were not satisfied, and both of them deepened the kiss.

What is good love, Lu Mengmeng, this is it.

Zhang Siliang consumed her for five years, and she never experienced a second relationship.

She was originally a free wild wind, but after meeting Zhang Siliang, she was locked in a box by her.

At first she yearned for the world outside, but gradually she got used to the world inside the box, trapped herself inside, gradually forgot that she was the wind, and gradually became the shape of a box.

Wen Jiu is not a box to close her, Wen Jiu is the air in the wind.

She can fly freely with her and feel the world together.

The wind wraps the air, and the air fills the wind.

Conjoined without losing self.

As if they wanted to convey all their feelings to each other through this kiss, the two embraced tightly and kissed for a long, long time.

It didn't stop until Lu Meng felt his legs were weak and he couldn't stand up anymore.

She lay on Wen Jiu's shoulders, putting most of her body weight on her.

There is still a little mist in the eyes, I don't know if it's because of the kiss just now, or the incident just now.

But no matter what, it was all because of Wen Jiu.

"Wen Jiu," Lu Meng turned her head slightly, and said into Wen Jiu's ear, "Thank you, and also, I love you."

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Love is giving, love is also affirming the other party's giving