Lin Zhi did not return to the imperial capital, she took Lin Yu to Huaicheng in shock.

Lin Jiaxin Branch has developed in Huaicheng in recent years. Lin Zhi is now focusing on this. She used her connections to launch Lin Yu into Huaicheng No. 1 Middle School and the provincial science experimental base.

The famous prison-style examination-oriented education is very terrifying. The learning atmosphere of No. 8 Middle School is definitely incomparable to this place. Even the affiliated middle school is slightly inferior.

We are forced to live on campus, go home once a week, study at night until 11:00 pm, and go out at 6:00 in the morning, and we have already entered the learning atmosphere of the third year of high school early.

Another new, unfamiliar environment that needs to be re-adapted to.

Lin Yujing felt that he was quite adaptable to the new environment. At least the side he showed would look very natural. But when he changed to a new environment so quickly, he was still a little uncomfortable.

When Lin Yujing was listening to her new head teacher and Lin Zhi say these seriously and seriously in the principal's office, he suddenly remembered the day she first went to No. 8 Middle School. She stood in Liu Fujiang's office. The head teacher who didn't seem to be a head teacher at all said to her happily, "Do you know what the admission rate of our school is! Ninety-eight percent!"

When Lin Yujing saw her classmate, he thought Liu Fujiang was a fool.

In that classroom, there were all things she did except study, which made her feel that everyone who had not been admitted to college in this high school might be in their class.

Shen Juan and Liu Fujiang took three days off and went to school on time the third morning.

He met Song Zhiming and Wang Yiyang who were walking towards the school with breakfast at the school gate. After Wang Yiyang's leg was hit by Ning Yuan, he cheated him for a large amount of various examination fees. His whole body was checked very well. He even had a brain ct and insisted that he seemed to have a concussion.

The result of the examination was that my knee was sprained and I was already running around.

When he saw Shen Juan, he ran over immediately, shouting loudly as he ran, and the taro bag in his mouth sprayed the playground. People on the campus looked back and became a beautiful scenery in the early morning.

Shen Juan ignored his good son.

Until Wang Yiyang and Song Zhiming ran to him, Wang Yiyang hooked his shoulder with one hand: "Dad! Where are you going? There is no one in the studio if you don't answer the message on the phone or go back to the studio. My mother was so anxious that I almost got hemorrhoids."

Shen Juan raised his eyes and said "um" meaninglessly.

The sound seemed to be mixed with sand.

Wang Yiyang and Song Zhiming next to him were stunned for two seconds. Wang Yiyang reacted: "Fuck, are you drinking paint in your throat?"

Shen Juan smiled, his face full of fatigue from lack of sleep, and he couldn't even hide it.

Wang Yiyang frowned: "How long has it been since you slept?"

"I don't know." Shen Juan said in a hoarse voice.

Song Zhiming immediately handed him the soy milk in his hand: "Runrun first."

Shen Juan took it and said thank you. Gudong Gudong drank the whole bag of soy milk and threw it into the trash can next to him.

The plastic soy milk bag wiping over the trash can and fell to the ground.

Didn't throw it in.

Wang Yiyang glanced at him, ran over and threw the soy milk bag into the trash can, and ran back.

Chen Juan stood there and sighed.

If you see that you are tired of the low-key sharpshooter, you are not always hitting it.

The day Lin Yujing left last, he was called by the hospital.

Chen Juan originally thought things would not be worse, but he never thought that he would be so depressed in his life.

He doesn't know whether he was too optimistic about life before.

Luo Qinghe's condition was not very good, with heart failure and severe lung infection. This time he drew a lot of water and pus. The doctor finally said that there were about two to six months left.

After receiving the news, Chen's mother put down her work and flew back to China. She cried for several days and started to have a fever again.

There were several customers in the studio, and Chen Juan pushed them all back, so he tried to cheer up and called one by one to make another appointment.

Things kept pouring into my mind one by one, and there was no time to calm down. Chen Ren recalled how many days he hadn't slept well.

It seems that since she finally walked on Sunday night, she hasn't slept for a few hours in total.

When she finally left.

"You go to bed early, and you will have to sleep when I leave. Don't stay up late."

Hold.

My head was jumping and hurting, and my temple seemed to be about to jump out of the next second. Chen Jian lowered his head, covered his right eye with one hand, slowed down for a few seconds, and raised his head: "Let's go."

Wang Yiyang and Song Zhiming looked at each other, but didn't say anything, and followed them forward.

When he walked to the entrance of the teaching building, Wang Yiyang finally couldn't help it: "Dad, Lin Mei left last week. I heard from Lao Liu that it seemed like she was transferring to school-"

Before Wang Yiyang could finish speaking, Song Zhiming kicked him behind him. Wang Yiyang shut up and turned around and stared at him.

Song Zhiming made a lip silence - are you stupid?

Wang Yiyang ignored him and turned his head again: "Chen Juan, you know what kind of personality I am like. I can't hold it back, I can't help it," Wang Yiyang sighed, "What's going on with you and Mei Lin? I saw that she cried when she came back to pack up her things."

Only when he is so serious will he call his full name.

Chen Jian's lips were pursed, and the corners of his lips were slightly downward: "Yeah," he hoarsely, "I don't know either."

I really don't know.

Lin Yujing was like a scumbag, without any explanation or discussion with him. After making the decision, he told him directly that I was leaving and I would go back to my original school, so let’s go in another place.

It makes people unprepared and has no time to buffer and adapt.

Chen Juan didn't even react at that time.

After several hours, he sat in the hospital ward, listening to the slight sounds of various machines inside, and his consciousness gradually began to recover.

It seems to be dumped.

It doesn't seem to be either.

Chen Juan called her countless phone calls, but it was always turned off.

I feel angry.

It's really popular.

Chen Juan almost smashed his phone. After the fire passed, he was a little confused again.

He couldn't even contact him, and he didn't even know whether the two of them had broken up or were still together in this state.

She refused to tell him, but Chen Juan was not stupid either. The situation at her family, the reaction on Friday night, and the words she said that day could be guessed more or less.

This is not a problem.

She wants to leave, he can wait, but now it won’t work, so wait for her to grow up.

The reason why he was popular was that he didn't know how Lin Yujing's extremely insecure personality was developed. She seemed to think that she could only be alone no matter what.

She cried alone, laughed alone, solved any problem by herself, and made decisions at will. She never thought that he could take on anything with her.

She could even discuss this matter with him, and the idea of ​​two people making a decision together had never arisen.

Chen Ren suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of powerlessness.

He felt that he had enough patience, and he could pull her out of his shell without getting tired of it.

But this was useless. Chen Juan found that he was busy until the end, which was completely futile.

She didn't want to come out herself.

She never really trusted him.

When Chen Juan entered the class, Li Lin and the others rushed over. Everyone had a lot of questions. Seeing Chen Juan's condition, none of them asked in the end.

Only Wang Yiyang was a fool, Chen Juan felt very relieved. He was so tired that he didn't even have the strength to speak.

It was still the seat next to the door in the first row, and the two tables were together, and the one outside was empty.

The tabletop is clean and there is nothing in the belly of the table.

Lin Yujing left nothing behind.

Chen Juan raised his hand, pushed her chair in, and sat down in his own position.

No one moved his stuff. He was like what he was like when he left last Friday. Except for the papers given by the teacher of each subject in the past few days, Wang Yiyang helped him keep it.

Thick stacks were spread on the table, stacking them up one by one.

A small lump bulged in the middle of the paper, as if something was underneath.

Chen Juan pinched the thick edge of the paper and lifted up the stack of papers, and saw what was pressing down.

A lollipop was lying quietly on the table, with the pink packaging skin still smelling of peach.

Memories suddenly froze back a few months ago. When the two were not familiar with each other, he wrote a receipt for her. She was so awkward that she couldn't even say a thank you.

The girl looked at him with her lips pursed for a long time, but in the end she couldn't speak. She sighed and asked him to reach out, and gave him a piece of candy and wanted to send him away.

The picture is too clear, as if it had happened just last second.

The first thing she gave him was the last thing she left behind.

This way of saying goodbye.

The emotions that had been suppressed by too many things before suddenly surged up without warning.

Chen Jian closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and laughed out loud with anger, his eyes sore.
To be continued...