Rong Tong was woken up by the red heat that even her eyelids could not stop. She reached out to cover her right cheek, which was heated by the fierce midsummer sun. She struggled to sit up from the desk. The pain in her neck and lower back made her feel uncomfortable. She gasped. The cicadas chirping outside the window were loud and passionate, lasting from midnight yesterday to now. She scratched her hair and was stunned for dozens of seconds. Suddenly she recalled why she had to stay up all night and stayed at the table, and hurriedly turned on the laptop screen on the side.
As expected, the page is still stuck. Since the system was opened to check scores at 12 o'clock last night, the official website has crashed. She clicked the mouse to refresh over and over again, re-entering the admission ticket number and ID number. Fortunately, she did it again seven hours later. As the progress bar got closer one by one, the page was slowly loaded.
When she saw the numbers above, her first reaction was a thump in her heart. She brightened the screen and confirmed her name. She stared at the screen for a long time, then suddenly touched the phone on the table in a panic.
"Hello - Teacher Xu? Well, yes, I saw the results, just... I want to ask if there are any quotas for Tsinghua in the province this year... Oh, are the results and rankings -"
She reported two numbers, and the other person's answer gradually made her heart sink, "...Really? It's very dangerous... Well, okay, no, look at me, I'm a bit too ambitious..." Thank you, teacher, for your concern. Well, don’t worry, I won’t get into trouble... Well, I will go back to school to register and see you then... Okay, goodbye, teacher."
After hanging up the call, she slumped down on the swivel chair, tapping her toes on the ground and mechanically swaying from side to side. But his eyes never left the simple score checking page. The screen gradually began to darken. After it was completely dark, the pain from her eyes was conveyed to the nerves in her brain. She raised her head and put the back of her cold hands on her eyelids, as if to relieve the discomfort. Or maybe you want to stop something from overflowing.
From now on... we can no longer be classmates...
She opened the computer again, the mouse arrow moved aimlessly, and subconsciously opened QQ. A certain person's avatar was listed in a separate category, and the last chat time in the dialog box stopped at two years ago. She sent out a sentence "Are you there?", and the message bar displays "You are no longer the other party's friend."
This bastard blocked her and didn't let her out for two years.
Is it to hold a grudge? Or have you forgotten her as a person?
She suddenly turned off the computer, stood up from the swivel chair and ran to the bathroom. I quickly washed my face and brushed my teeth, tied my hair in a ponytail in front of the mirror, came back and changed into my school uniform, grabbed my phone keys on the table, hurried downstairs, pushed my bike on, and rode towards the school.
The new campus where she stayed for two years is on the outskirts of the city, and registration of college entrance examination results must be done at the Academic Affairs Office of the old campus. This may be the last time many graduates meet at their high school alma mater for "must" reasons.
Maybe...maybe...
She carried the increasingly hot sun on her back, and walked through it under the endless chirping of cicadas throughout the summer. The asphalt road swayed with the illusion of steaming heat waves. She pedaled uphill hard, turned around a block, and waited for the red light at the intersection. The light turned green and the shouts of the boys playing ball on the playground could be heard in the distance. The journey was less than one kilometer, but she hadn't set foot in the old place for two years.
Directly across the road, the seven characters "Xiacheng City No. 1 Middle School" shone with a dazzling golden light under the scorching sunlight. She tiptoed her bicycle and stopped at the intersection, gasping for air, her forehead and back He was already sweating and looked a little embarrassed.
Maybe this is their last chance to meet.
Two summers ago.
The blackout curtains were tightly drawn, all the lights were turned off, and newspapers were stuffed into the cracks of the door to ensure that there was no light in the dark room.
Her mother knocked on the door as she passed by, "Tongtong, don't shut yourself up all the time! The psychiatrist said you need to relax and stop putting pressure on yourself, okay?"
There was no response from inside, so she sighed, "Mom and your dad have agreed to put down their work this month together, and let's go on a trip as a family? Where do you want to go? Southeast Asia? Japan? Europe?"
At this time, a low "I'll think about it" sounded vaguely. Seeing that her mother was still willing to speak out, her mother left with some relief.
The air conditioner sounded intermittently. She sat alone on the cold bamboo mat. Occasionally she stretched out her hand and waved it in front of her eyes. Ah, sure enough she couldn't see anything.
Look, she is very calm now, her heartbeat is stable, and she is conscious... She is obviously not afraid of the dark at all! Search and read e-books
But why did it happen in school?
Moreover... the whole process was witnessed by that idiot! ! !
She suddenly wailed, rolled herself into a chicken coop, pounced forward, and buried her whole body in the air-conditioned quilt, like an ostrich that didn't want to face the cruel reality.
It's embarrassing enough to lose control of your emotions in front of others, not to mention... not to mention that she really likes that idiot...
She wailed again and rolled from the left side to the right side of the bed and back again. Don't comfort yourself about being "out of control"! In other people's eyes, this is simply insane, right? ! ! Normal people would be afraid of this "hidden disease"! ! It’s time to go around her from now on! ! !
She had to come up with an excuse, such as fabricating a gangster who invaded the classroom, or... just say she saw a ghost? ! !
Forget it...forget it, it was so lame, she felt so stupid when she heard it.
The cell phone buzzed nearby, and another unread text message entered the mailbox. The same number had sent twenty-seven or eight messages before. Some briefly asked her if she was home, and some asked anxiously if she was okay. He also asked her in a roundabout way what she wanted to tell him before... The long and short words may add up to thousands of words, which is really not easy. In the past, he couldn't make up 800 words for his composition.
Indeed, speaking of it, her emotions fluctuated violently at that time, and her unexpected courage broke through the atmosphere. She actually thought of taking advantage of that gap to confess her love to someone directly.
But the Chinese textbook says: one burst of strength will be followed by failure, and three times it will be exhausted. She is now in the stage where she has the courage to break through the queen's infinite leakage. At this stage, shyness and nervousness are probably the main components of her entire cerebral cortex.
Ah, what should I do now, what should I do, what should I do—
Reason told her that she should sort out her emotions now and call him first to express her gratitude. But emotions were waving the flag on the front line of defections from the rear, causing her endless procrastination to go online.
So she chose to temporarily lose her memory and become a carefree and foolish girl. The stupid girl quickly got out of bed and turned on the light, then turned on the computer and logged into the game, deciding to kill him first in the dark. After holding her teammates back for thirteen rounds and being wiped out by the enemy team, she was happily preparing to quit the game despite the scolding from her teammates. At this time, another double queue invitation popped up on the page.
"Hey, here comes another one." She actually felt strangely proud.
But when she looked closely at the other person's ID, she was stunned.
Isn't this...isn't that idiot's number?
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Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or gave me the nutrient solution~
Thanks to the little angel who threw [Grenade]: Qi Xiu 1;
Thanks to the little angel who irrigates [nutrient solution]:
20 bottles of Qixiu; 5 bottles of Ye Zhirou, Moss Painted Bihen, and Ye Qifengyin; 1 bottle of Xiaotianshi, 29680838;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
