On the last night of the winter vacation, the full moon hangs high, and the light is cut into the windowsill to cut out the bright shadow strips, making the interior quiet.

"AABCB...BBDCA...C...DDCA..." Jiang Tian flipped the answer and frantically filled in the options on the set, and heard the familiar footsteps in her ears.

"Pu" gets closer and closer, and "Pu" she writes faster and faster.

"Click", the door opens.

The moment when the Lantern Festival song and dance on the TV outside filled the room, Jiang Tianfei also pulled a piece of composition paper and covered it on the paper. Then, she continued to write without changing her face...

With a light sound, the glass was placed in the blank space of the desk.

Jiang Tian's pen tip followed the sound, then looked up at the cup, looking at the person with a confused look...

"Did mom interrupt your thoughts?" Cheng Siqing touched his daughter's head and apologized.

"It's okay," Jiang Tian slowly came back to her senses, pressing the corners exposed under the composition paper without any trace, "Mom, you have to go to work tomorrow, so take a break...I'll drink the milk after finishing writing it later."

"Well, if it gets cold, ask Mom Zhang to burn it for you." Cheng Siqing said, and took a step back to sit on the bed behind the desk.

Cheng Si is nearly fifty years old and has been well maintained. His two fair and slender calves under the red velvet nightgown are stacked obliquely together, and he has no intention of leaving at all...

Jiang Tian turned around and said, "Mom, if you have nothing else, I will continue to write..."

"Tiantian, mom wants to tell you something."

Facing his daughter's puzzled look, Cheng Siqing whispered: "You know, your father and I were talking about expanding overseas areas a few years ago. We encountered a little problem. Your father can't speak English... I'm worried that I will pass by and no one will take care of you."

"So?" Jiang Tian realized something.

"So mom wonders, can you consider going to the south city?"

Cheng Siqing considered, "Your senior year is the key, and grandparents can tutor you. Secondly, your father is always in Nancheng and has more time to accompany you. I have troubled others to complete the procedures," Cheng Siqing said, "Your class teacher said that there are a lot of living in the class, and it is recommended that you stay in the school as well and go back to your grandfather's house on weekends. Of course, if you don't want to stay in Nancheng, you can also go to your day, just because the school is a distance away from Nanzhong University, or your mother can buy a school district house..."

"So," Jiang Tian's expression slowly froze, "I want to transfer to school, am I the last one to know? Or the last moment?"

Her voice became lighter and smaller, "If it weren't until the last moment... wouldn't you tell me?"

Jiang Tian is the youngest daughter who Cheng Siqing saved after half of her life and has been kept by her side.

Unlike Jiang Yuan, who didn't get married for three days and finally sent Cheng Siqing to America's transformation, Jiang Tian has been well-behaved and sensible since she was a child. She was among the top students in school and received various awards. After holiday, she took her out to call her "This uncle" and "That aunt" with a willing voice, her skin is white, her bangs, and her eyebrows are curved when she smiled. Her two dimples were small and sweet...

Everyone likes her, and Cheng Siqing even puts this daughter in her heart.

Cheng Siqing had no choice: "Mom has no other way. Nancheng No. 1 Middle School is as famous as your No. 3 Middle School, the first high school and the international department. You can also choose from multiple options. The teachers and atmosphere over there are good, and the students are also motivated...Mom believes that you will adapt quickly."

"Adapt...?" Jiang Tian bent her lips, and then said at a very slow speed, "I can only say I can adapt, because my mother believes that I will be able to adapt soon..."

Cheng Siqing was embarrassed: "Tiantian, mom knows how you feel, and also knows the deep feelings you have with No. 3 Middle School, No. 1 Middle School..."

"Where are you going?" Jiang Tian suddenly asked.

"Nancheng No. 1 Middle School..."

Cheng Siqing followed his daughter's hair, looked at her daughter's expression from dissatisfaction to thinking and then calm, and thought about something, and paused: "I know Fu Yi is also in No. 1 Middle School, but that kid didn't study well at a young age. He knew about dating and fighting all day long. He had been punished many times, and his grades were still the last. If he came to find you, would you ignore me?"

"Fu Yi is also in No. 1 Middle School..." Jiang Tian realized it and said, put down her pen and pulled her mother to get up. "I heard it, don't worry, you go out first. I'm going to pack up. I have to prepare some delicious food to bring to my new classmates..."

Cheng Siqing was confused: "Didn't you blame your mother for telling you so late that she didn't care about your feelings? Why..."

"Although I can't bear to bear it," Jiang Tian said crisply while pushing her mother away, "But I want to listen to her mother. I believe that everything she does is wise, far-sighted and high-level..."

"You are the poor-mouthed," Cheng Siqing smiled and pinched her daughter's face. "Study hard, get first place in the exam, and your mother will take you out for fun during the summer vacation."

Jiang Tian nodded repeatedly, and Cheng Siqing closed the door and left with satisfaction.

The lock sound has not suppressed the heartbeat.

Jiang Tian stared at the wooden door steadily.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

"Ah" screamed silently, Jiang Tian jumped up from the spot, jumped and started trotting, ran as she accelerated, ran around the spacious bedroom three times before she smashed herself onto the bed, pulled the pillow and unzipped the zipper, then unzipped the pillow core, and finally took out a diary with a pen from a ball of cotton.

Small, thick, exquisite.

Be careful to turn to almost half the position...

February 15th, sunny.

Ms. Cheng just told me about transferring to the school. She was probably afraid that she would tell me too early. When I cried and said she would not transfer, she would be able to do anything about me. After all, I have so many teachers, classmates, best friends, and barbecue spicy hot pot small noodles pancakes and milk tea at the school gate...

But there is him in No. 1...

Jiang Tian blushed, gasped, and fell strokes, focusing on three words that were particularly slow.

Lu Yunxin.

………

There are many things to do at the start of school, and the entire teaching building is in a noisy state.

On the far right of the second floor, in the classroom of Class 1.

"I heard that our class is coming to a new classmate, from Beicheng No. 3 Middle School."

"What else can I do besides Bei San? I also directly transferred to No. 1 Middle School in the middle. It's either that the money is sincere enough or that the grades are strong enough."

"How hard is it? You can't climb onto Brother Yun's head," Feng Weiran snorted. "When I think of the grandsons of Class 2 and Class 3 who came to the first year of high school, I said that they made a mistake in the middle school entrance examination. They could compete with Lu Yunxin at normal levels. As a result, they were pressed and rubbed against the transcript. On the road during the winter vacation, I met Brother Yun and borrowed notes. Brother Yun said that there were no notes, so I laughed so hard... I hope that this time I didn't have a ignorant second-hand man."

As he said that, Feng Weiran turned the arm around him at the boy doing the test, "Brother Yun, isn't it?"

The man named Yun Ge didn't raise his head. After writing the certificate in just a few sentences, he threw the pen and took off the coat behind the chair and put it out.

As soon as I reached the door, I ran into the hot class teacher: "Where is Feng Weiran, what is Feng Weiran doing? The radio has called the class monitor so many times to get the book at the school gate but didn't you hear it... Hey Lu Yunxin, it just so happened that you go to the administrative building to pick up new classmates. The little girl may have a lot of things, please help me carry it."

"Is the new classmate a girl?" Feng Weiran jumped out with the table, his eyes lit up, "I'll go, I'll go."

"Speaking swears and acting," the head teacher greeted Feng Wei and then slapped him, "Shuduo, call two more boys to go with you."

………

Jiang Tian came with Jiang’s mother’s assistant.

First, I went to the dormitory to put my luggage, and then went to the Academic Affairs Office to confirm my academic status.

The assistant received the call and left halfway. Jiang Tian ran up and down to finish everything alone. Then, she stood at the door, touched the bottle of water from her schoolbag, and waited for someone...

No. 1 Middle School is a century-old famous school with antique buildings, first-class facilities, fair and honest school motto nurtured generations of outstanding talents. Many photos from black and white to color have cast a signboard alumni wall in front of the administrative building.

"Two bombs and one satellite", "Science and Technology Revolution", "Cultural Backbone"...

Jiang Tian read and looked, and from time to time, one or two sips of carbonated drinks became more and more thirsty.

Finally, she wrapped a big mouthful in her mouth and turned around and threw the empty bottle.

"Clang."

He looked up in response.

The sun shone bright spots of all sizes through the gaps of the leaves. He wore casual pants, his hands were inserted in his pockets, and his blue and white school uniform was loosely placed outside his shirt, zipping halfway.

With the curve modification, he slightly stretched his jawline, half-squinted his eyes, and walked towards her with a scattered pace, stepping on the spots...

Standing still, he raised his hand casually to block the light: "Class 1, Grade 1?"

Jiang Tian looked straight at the shaking zipper buckle one meter apart, and suddenly stuffed all the coke in her mouth, unable to believe it: "Why are you here to pick me up?"

"Class 1, Grade 1?" Lu Yunxin frowned slightly.

"So we're a class?!"

Lu Yunxin repeated the third time: "Class 1, Grade 1?"

"My Ms. Tiancheng is so cute. This is called turning around and falling, and the flowers are flattered..." As he said that, Jiang Tian looked up and looked at the boy without any looseness. She looked at the stranger's expression. The word "shock" choked in her throat, and then swallowed it embarrassedly.

He clenched his schoolbag belt with both hands: "Don't you... remember me?"

The notifications on the radio, the conversations in the building, and the noises of the students from a distance... In a corner formed by the two, the quietness made Jiang Tian only hear her heartbeat clearly.

She wanted to see him, but she didn't dare to look, and her eyes hesitated.

Breathing between...

"Give me a reason to remember you."

Lu Yunxin's voice was calm and self-sustaining, and with an indifference without emotion, blended into the breeze...

The leaves are "brushed" sounded.

Jiang Tian carried a schoolbag of snacks and wrote a densely packed half diary.

My chest suddenly became cold.
Chapter completed!