On Thursday, it was rainy and got up at 6:40 in the morning. The two of them drank a box of paper bags of milk, ate bread, and walked towards the intersection of the affordable commercial street with an umbrella.

Due to the light rain, the whole world is misty, and the scorching summer brings a hint of coolness to people, and the irritable mood seems to have become much calmer.

A rain carries the expectations of many people and brings the feelings between them closer. On the street, men and women hold an umbrella together, walk comfortably in the light rain, or embrace each other, waiting for the arrival of vehicles.

Ye Xiaofeng put his arm on Su Muxue's shoulders, wrapped around her chest, and pressed an umbrella in her hand. The umbrella that was not very big happened to block Xiaoyu, with a picture of affection and warmth.

When the two walked to the stop sign at the intersection of the affordable commercial street, Ye Xiaofeng suddenly felt something. He turned his head and saw that He Yushi, wearing a white long skirt dotted with small flowers, walked over on the sparsely populated commercial street. She was wearing a light green umbrella. The cool breeze blew, and the long skirt swayed, like a lilac swaying in the wind in the rain. Her delicate eyebrows and eyebrows were as beautiful as green mountains, a faint sorrow was condensed. I don’t know who to be sad for. Her agile and clear eyes were a little sad, so lonely and pityful.

Seeing He Yushi slowly walking, Ye Xiaofeng remembered Dai Wangshu's "Rain Alley", holding an oil-paper umbrella, wandering alone in the long, long, and lonely rainy alley. I hope to meet a girl with sorrow and resentment like a lilac. She has the color of lilac, the fragrance of lilac, and the sorrow of lilac, and the sorrow of lilac, and the sadness of lilac. She is wandering in this lonely rainy alley, holding an oil-paper umbrella, walking silently like me, like me, indifferent, desolate, and melancholy.

In this scene, she is so much like the woman in the rain alley, cold and desolate.

Almost everyone under the station sign was attracted by He Yushi at this time. Although she was dressed simply, she exuded a pity and heartbreaking temperament.

Everyone's eyes only have pure appreciation and pity, and no other blasphemy light, and Su Muxue couldn't help feeling a little sad.

As if there was a connection between her heart, He Yushi felt something and found the familiar and obsessed figure in the crowd. She smiled slightly, like the brilliance of lilacs and the fragrance of lilacs. When she saw Su Muxue beside Ye Xiaofeng, a trace of sadness flashed in her eyes, but she recovered in an instant.

She walked over gently, and the umbrella and the umbrella in Ye Xiaofeng's hand intersected, "Have you been hurt better?"

Although there are only a few words, it reveals a strong concern and worry. Even if Su Muxue knew that He Yushi had a good impression of Ye Xiaofeng, she didn't feel jealous at this time, but instead felt a feeling of extreme pity.

"It's almost done." Ye Xiaofeng said with a smile, his eyes full of affection. At this moment, he did not hide the emotions in his heart. When he felt the affection in Ye Xiaofeng's eyes, He Yushi smiled slightly again, which was joy and joy from the bottom of his heart.

"Yu Shi, I feel that you are a little special today." Su Muxue said after a moment of silence.

"What's special? Isn't it the same as before?" He Yushi and Su Muxue started chatting one by one. Everyone around them turned their eyes to the two of them, their eyes full of stunning.

After a moment, the bus passed by the door of No. 1 Middle School and drove over, the three of them got on the bus.

Under the station sign, almost everyone had some regrets and some reluctance in their eyes. They wanted to take a look at the distressing woman. There were a few smart people who smiled proudly when they saw the people around them because they took photos of He Yushi.

At around 7:30, the bus drove to the door of No. 1 Middle School. Su Muxue and He Yushi held an umbrella and left Ye Xiaofeng behind him. Ye Xiaofeng smiled bitterly.

After entering the classroom, the three of them sat in their seats. When Su Muxue was walking towards her seat, she twisted around Ye Xiaofeng's waist, and Ye Xiaofeng didn't know why.

I haven't seen her for a few days, and her deskmate Danalan is still the same, cold and arrogant, and her fragrance makes people fascinate, and she feels like she is about to fall into it. She is still holding an ancient poem in her hand. This time she didn't read the Book of Songs, but she was reading Song Ci.

"Why haven't you come to school these days?" As soon as Ye Xiaofeng sat down, Danalan asked. Her voice was as cold and dull as her temperament. Ye Xiaofeng stopped over the past few days. She felt a little uncomfortable and had never said a word to other classmates. At this time, when she saw Ye Xiaofeng, she felt inexplicably satisfied, and her empty heart seemed to be full.

"Haha, there are some things that have to be dealt with in the past few days, but they haven't come." Ye Xiaofeng said with a smile, with a little surprise in his eyes. This was the first time that Danalan asked him. In addition to studying, he used to ask about topics that he had taken the initiative to ask about.

Danalan turned her head and looked at Ye Xiaofeng for a while, and then continued to read.

Ye Xiaofeng just took out the English book from the table bucket. He Yushi handed Ye Xiaofeng a book with a line of pretty young round fonts written on it: Xiaofeng, be careful in the future, be careful not to hurt yourself anymore. I feel very heartbroken when I see you being hurt. If possible, I hope that the scars on your body will be transferred to me.

After reading it, Ye Xiaofeng felt moved and wrote in the line below the book: I will pay attention, don’t worry, I won’t make you feel heartbroken. Dear Xiao Shishi, there is a smile on the back of this line.

He Yushi took the book and read it, a hint of blush appeared on her beautiful face that made people feel pity and distressed.

In another three or four minutes, class was about to begin. Duan Minrou, wearing a pair of cropped pants, walked in. When she saw Ye Xiaofeng sitting in her seat, she was slightly stunned, but her expression suddenly recovered. She was a teacher. At this time, the students' eyes were all on her, and a little abnormal movement would be noticed by the students. Maybe some boring students would fabricate some gossip news.

When Duan Minrou was standing on the podium, Ye Xiaofeng blinked at her, and a (5) smile appeared on her face.

When Duan Minrou lowered her head and flipped through the textbook, she glared at Ye Xiaofeng quietly, and then began to give a lecture.

When the class was about five or six minutes left, Duan Minrou finished the content of this class and then called Ye Xiaofeng to the classroom.

"Teacher Duan, what's the matter?" After walking out of the classroom, Ye Xiaofeng walked to Duan Minrou and asked with a smile on his face.

"Ye Xiaofeng, what have you been doing these days? Why don't you come to class?" Duan Minrou asked Ye Xiaofeng with a serious look on her face.

"I have some things to deal with these days, so,,,, Teacher Duan, I have never missed the classes these days. If you don't believe me, you can let me write the words." Ye Xiaofeng said.

Duan Minrou was obviously not satisfied with this answer. She further asked Ye Xiaofeng what he had to do, but Ye Xiaofeng just didn't say it, but Duan Minrou threatened that if Ye Xiaofeng didn't say it, she would punish Ye Xiaofeng to copy the words he had learned in the past few days a hundred times.

Fierce, really cruel. Faced with the naked threat, Ye Xiaofeng had to say that he was injured and recuperated, and then pulled open his long sleeves and asked Duan Minrou to see the scars on his arm that had already had hard scabs.

Seeing Ye Xiaofeng being injured, Duan Minrou's eyes were filled with heartache. She first cared for a gentle moment, and then educated Ye Xiaofeng hard.

Ye Xiaofeng was let go when the bell rang.

When Ye Xiaofeng was about to return to the classroom, he suddenly saw his friend Lei Ao walking in, with white gauze wrapped around his head, and he didn't know what was wrong.

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