The cicadas stopped chirping a few days ago, and the heat gradually dissipated with a night rain, as if making room for the arrival of September.
There were no more ups and downs in the last few days of the vacation. After the first night of staying overnight, Xia Fenghe stayed up all day long and did not return to his home until dusk.
Unlike Zhu Yu, whose condition is more serious and she is still unable to return to school as scheduled to resume her studies. Suicao volunteered to take over the task of helping make up classes and hopes that everything goes well for her.
As for Zhu Yu, he decided to bring his talent to his senior year of high school. He couldn't wait to put on the uniform of Song Normal High School.
"Reverse reincarnation, I failed to pass the bachelor's degree and showed my true skills in my ability-oriented re-education career!" 》
Next episode: Failure, World War II.
It seemed that he might have been infected by someone, and he started to think about things in the morning.
Zhu Yu buttoned up his white shirt in front of the mirror and put on his navy blue school uniform jacket.
Lin Suicao was dressed like this the day he came to pick him up from the hospital.
Today he did not see her hypotensive sleepwalking posture. When he got up, the girl was already fully dressed. She squatted at the entrance and lifted up her heels, stuffing her feet in white socks into light sneakers.
He was about to strike up a conversation, but she glanced at him coldly.
"The school is very strict about being late."
After saying that, he picked up his schoolbag and went out.
Really unloyal.
People... people don’t want to go to school with you!
Zhu Yu amused himself by dubbing in his head, and turned the desktop calendar on the table to September before pushing out the door.
On the day he was discharged from the hospital in August, someone drew a circle with a red pen.
This summer vacation that started when he learned the names of the two girls finally ended after he made separate agreements with them.
The curtain on the first day of school was violently lifted by another car accident.
Before describing this unfortunate accident, it is necessary to give a general overview of the upcoming campus itself.
The full name of the High School Affiliated to Songshui Normal University is the High School Affiliated to Songshui Normal University, but it is located in the southern section of Songshui University of Finance and Economics.
It has many advantages that are envied by students in the same city - for example, school uniforms are only required during the flag-raising ceremony on Mondays. When most schools entered the King of Volume version, they still maintained the fine tradition of Sunday holidays, and the end of evening self-study No later than nine and so on.
If the nearby subway lines 5 and 7, which intersect, are not under construction for many years, it can be regarded as convenient transportation. However, today, the pattern of public transportation and cyclists still accounts for half of the commute.
Every morning, there are teenagers and girls who perform life-or-death speeds, pedaling their bicycles from the uphill slope outside the North Gate, sprinting down the mountain like a tiger, and finally drifting into the school gate and driving smoothly into the parking shed.
It happened on this slope.
Zhu Yu took the bus at 6:30, got off and walked uphill.
He paused at the top of the slope for a while, wanting to shout something like "Returning with a thousand poems, pouring five stone bottles".
But that’s just thinking about it.
After all, he came back without even playing in the Easter match.
Halfway down the slope, a short ringing of bells and vague human voices came from behind, and Zhu Yuxun looked back.
——This is the cause of the accident.
Mr. Zhu (18 years old), who was interviewed by an unknown reporter named Lin after the incident, described the situation at that time:
"Generally speaking, bumping into a high school girl holding toast at the corner is a common scenario in fictional works, right?"
"Exclaimed, both fell to the ground and then looked at each other and smiled, the sour and sweet feelings of love sprouted..."
"However, what if [Toast] is replaced by [Xiao Long Bao]?"
"In nature, carnivores are often stronger than herbivores. In other words, a female high school student holding a meat bun is stronger than one holding toast, right?"
"What if such a strong female high school student rode an out-of-control bicycle instead of running and rushed towards you at full speed?"
Zhu Yu subconsciously dodged to the side and watched as the girl, whose mouth was gagged and speechless, hit the barrier on the side of the road and fell off the car seat.
She wore a tan checkered beret on her head, which was probably used to hold down her hair while riding. At this moment, it flew out due to the impact and rolled down to his feet.
The ramp, the hat, the girl—if it had been presented differently, it might have been considered a fateful encounter.
This is the full picture of this car accident.
Yes, it actually had nothing to do with Zhu Yu. He was just a passerby who happened to witness it.
But it was not good to just ignore it after seeing it. Out of a mentality of resisting the indifference, Zhu Yu picked up the hat and walked towards the fallen girl.
She had already stood up, holding down her fluffy and soft short hair that was flowing in the wind with one hand, and looked around blankly, probably looking for the lost hat.
When you get closer, you can see that the cheeks are bulging left and right like a hamster, and the last part of the steamed bun disappears, leaving bright oil on the small lips.
I wish Yu Dunsheng great admiration.
"This classmate really implements the Affiliated High School's motto of 'chewing the roots of vegetables and accomplishing great things' in every word and deed. He still sticks to the buns even when encountering misfortune... By the way, where did you buy your steamed buns?"
He was so hungry.
"Huh? It's at Mr. Cai's shop opposite the west gate."
She turned around and answered honestly, her eyes falling on the right hand of the boy who suddenly came to talk, "That... is mine."
Zhu Yu handed her the hat: "Is there something wrong with the brakes? It feels quite dangerous."
"Maybe."
The unknown girl stretched out her hands to take it, patted the dust on her hat, and said, "Thank you."
Although she fell down, she still spoke calmly, as if a gentle breeze had blown by, leaving some impression, but not at all.
She stared at Zhu Yu's face for a while, then picked up the bicycle and prepared to push it downhill.
But the chain seemed to be stuck, and the tire made an unpleasant squeaking sound every time it rotated forward, as if it was being blocked in a quagmire.
Originally she walked first, but within two steps she was left behind by Zhu Yu.
When he reached the bottom of the slope, the other party was still moving forward calmly, with no anxious look on his face, and no intention of looking for help.
The sun shone through the cracks in the street trees and illuminated her cheeks. The hat she was originally wearing had been put into her schoolbag and hung up on the car handle. Other students in racing mode drove past one by one, and the wind blew around the straps of her schoolbag. rock.
"The school is very strict about being late."
Zhu Yu grabbed the other handlebar and somewhat helplessly repeated what he had heard this morning.
If Suicao hadn't reminded him so seriously, he might not have meddle in other people's business.
As the saying goes, when a rabbit dies and a fox is sad, things harm its own kind. Zhu Yu was punished before for being late. Although he has now physically forgotten the teacher who trained him, the embarrassing mood at that time still remains.
"There is a parking lane at the bottom of the slope. We will carry it there and put it there. You don't know how long it will take if you push it like this."
Unexpectedly, she nodded immediately.
Soon, a boy passing by looked at a man and a woman walking on the right side of the road, carrying a bicycle, and rang the bicycle bell in confusion.
“Dingling bells—don’t get in the way when you’re doing performance art!”
The two people engaged in performance art finally put the bicycle at the destination, and a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on the girl's forehead.
She wiped the sweat with the back of her hand, took a long breath, took out the water glass from the side pocket of her schoolbag and took a sip.
"That's great. I thought I was going to be late. I was so worried."
"Have you ever been in a hurry?!"
Even now she still has that calm tone.
"Well, I'm already thinking about how to write the review... ah."
She turned around, leaned on the bicycle and lowered her head slightly, "Thank you for your help. I'll buy you a drink."
"No."
Zhu Yu waved his hand, "Goodbye."
Goodbye, xiaolongbao classmate.
He complained silently in his mind, threw the other party away and ran towards the school gate.
Only the girl was left standing there, holding a water glass in her hand.
She tilted her head.
"...Shouldn't you have graduated?"
