love you, in time

Maybe it was too busy during the summer vacation, or maybe it was more than half of the time for make-up classes during the vacation, and then I started school before I felt that I was on vacation.

What's more terrible is that after the start of school, the color of our school uniform collar has changed to blue and white, which means that we... are in the third year of high school.

As much as I don't want to, I'm going to get up when the morning alarm goes off.

"Ahhh! Ayan~" At the dinner table, I was struggling with the slice of bread in front of me, pouted unhappily, "Why am I in my third year of high school?"

Yan Qing, who was on the opposite side, looked at the slice of bread on my plate calmly, and shook his head helplessly when he heard my childish words, "If you poke it again, it won't be able to eat it."

"Humph~"

"Well, I'm also in my third year of high school, Xixi"

I always feel that Yan Qing's words are a bit meaningful, but before I can figure it out, I was hit by a black shadow.

"Ayan!" Holding the schoolbag in my arms, I purposely called Yan Qing in an aggrieved way, not to let her hug me, but to let her come back and lead me.After all, every time I went to school or went out in the past two years, Yan Qing took the initiative to come and lead me. Alas, habit is really a terrible thing.

The atmosphere in the classroom is no longer as cheerful and lively as it was at the beginning of each term in the past two years, and everyone's faces are full of youthfulness.Instead, there is silence in the classroom now, with the sound of the 'rustling' of the pen tip on the paper echoing throughout the room.Even though the people sitting here are still seventeen or eighteen-year-old boys, the sunshine and vitality that teenagers should have have disappeared from their faces, and instead there is a faint silence and maturity that can only be seen when they grow up.

The books on the table were stacked so high that they even obscured our sight.In another year, we will also go to the battlefield, a battlefield called the college entrance examination.

"Stop writing" Lao Chen did not know when he appeared at the back door, watching us doing the questions like a machine, his eyes were full of distress and helplessness "The next section is free to move around, all go out for activities, just like you, I'm stupid before I wait for the college entrance examination..."

Maybe we are a little disobedient at this age. Everyone has gone to the playground, but...the equipment in each person's hands is no longer the previous rackets or other sports equipment, exercise books and review Data takes their place.

The laughter and laughter of the red and white and purple and white on the playground made the silence of the blue and white people seem a bit out of place, and there was envy and... nostalgia in their eyes.

A little bored, I dragged Yan Qing and Zi Sangyu Wen Renqing for a walk around the playground.After a long silence, "Xixi, when do you plan to..."

Suddenly being dragged by Zi Sangyu next to her, he was a few steps behind with her, "What?"

"You don't really intend to just be friends with her, right? It's been two years, Fu Xiaoxi." Zi Sangyu said anxiously, "You'll graduate if you don't hurry up."

That's right, it's been two years before I knew it, but Yan Qing still seems to reject my ambiguous intimate contact with her.

"Fu Xiaoxi, are you listening?" Seeing me in a daze, Zi Sangyu waved his hand in front of my eyes, "Seriously, why don't you chase after me?"

"Xiaoyu, what are you kidding?" I was a little dumbfounded, change someone?How can it be so easy.Once a person occupies the atrium, how can it be so easy for her to move away?Even if someone else came in, they probably carried her shadow.

"You are really...forget it, you can write your own stories slowly." Sighing softly, Zi Sangyu seemed to want to say something, but when Yan Qing and Wen Renqing turned their heads at the same time, Zi Sangyu swallowed the words back, "Xixi, don't be like sister Chu Mian before."

"Well, I won't"

"Aren't you two unable to walk? You are so far behind?" Wen Renqing walked up to Zi Sangyu with a smile, kissed his son Sangyu on the forehead, and joked.

Huh~ I can't bear this dog food, and I was about to get away from it, when a shadow shrouded my head, and the next second, a figure squatted in front of me with its back facing me.

"Come on," the voice was as flat and cold as ever, but I could hear the pampering in Yan Qing's words.Climbed onto Yan Qing's back, hooked her neck with both hands, "Ah Yan is so nice~" Taking advantage of the situation, he turned his head back and made a face at Zi Sangyu.

"Ah Qing! Look at Fu Xiaoxi!" Zi Sangyu got into Wen Renqing's arms angrily and complained, but Wen Renqing saw us walking away and pulled Zi Sangyu to face us, and lowered his head slowly Go down, don't know what to do.

Let Yan Qing carry me back to the classroom. At that time, I hoped that the road in front of me would be longer but also hoped that the road in front of me would not be so long.I want to be like this with Yan Qing all the time, but I also feel sorry for Yan Qing, who is carrying me on his back, is too tired.

"Ayan, let me down." Hearing the panting in my ear, I whispered in Yan Qing's ear, "I'm too heavy..."

"It's less than a hundred, is it still heavy?" A chuckle sounded, and the tone was full of doting smiles

"Then Ayan will be tired too."

"Hee Hee, be good, don't move, we're here"

Alas, this person is really alluring, and she doesn't even know it!Of course, there is also the reason why my immunity against Yan Qing is getting lower and lower.

So now, I am lying on her back, listening to her strong heartbeat, my face is already red like an overripe apple, and at the same time, I can obviously feel my heartbeat speeding up, and my body temperature rises accordingly.

"You two, what are you doing!" After that, shouldn't Lao Zhao, the teaching director, have a meeting outside during this time?Why are you here!

"Cough, Teacher Zhao, Fuxi is not feeling well. I'll carry her back to the classroom to rest." After Yan Qing finished speaking, I tugged on Yan Qing's collar, motioning her to put me down.

The female teacher behind Lao Zhao walked up to me, reached out and touched my forehead, turned around and said to Lao Zhao, "My forehead is a little hot, no wonder my face is so red."

"Okay, then go back and rest, if you really can't go to the infirmary."

"Okay, thank you teacher"

When Lao Zhao and the others walked away, Yan Qing frowned and looked back at me, stretched out his hand to test my temperature, "Xixi, do you have a fever?"

"No...no" Looking at her worried and concerned eyes, the temperature on her face gradually dropped, "It's because it was buried too deep just now, it was boring"

"Silly Sun" Yan Qing pinched my face with a smile

"Ayan~ Do we escape a catastrophe?" I jumped to Yan Qing's side and asked her with a smile.

"Are you a fool for being that female teacher?" She stretched out her hand and pushed my head, seeing that it wouldn't move, Yan Qing could only helplessly let me hug her, "She's helping you"

"Hey? Is that so?" I was a little surprised, aren't teachers and students natural enemies?

"That teacher and teacher Yang Yu from class six went to the school together at the same time. It seems that their surname is Lan, so their name is Lan An."

"That's it." I nodded thoughtfully. No wonder the smile I showed to me before turning around to talk to Lao Zhao just now was seen through.

Our backs on the corridor got farther and farther away, but we didn't notice that two figures appeared at the corner of the stairs, and their eyes followed our backs.

"That's how we were back then, Xiao Yu"

"That child is much less enlightened than you were at that time"

"That's right, otherwise the two of them wouldn't have been so long without a result"

"That child Fuxi's eyes can't deceive anyone, she has to work harder than me to get what she wants"

"? Did I make you hard? Old~pooh~"

"Fuck off, it's at school... Blue Gum!"

"Okay~ Let's go, go home, let's say..."

The author has something to say:

It can be regarded as their third year of high school. To be honest, I almost forgot what my senior year was like.