On the thirteenth day of the first lunar month, Yu Xichen came back from her hometown and brought a bunch of specialties and homework to Jiang Zhiyu's small room.

"These are for you to eat, and as for these, you want to lend me a copy... to learn from."

Jiang Zhiyu handed over the homework that had been done almost, and was somewhat surprised:

"I thought the original first-class student and class committee members completed their homework by themselves."

Yu Xichen now looks bitter now, and how can he be as arrogant as before?

"Oh, the countryside is so fun. I've been playing too much if I'm not careful. Isn't this time to write?"

"Besides, we are all called yuyu. Isn't it the same for who is the first in the grade? I am willing to be the ten thousand-year-old second in my Jiangyuyu, and I am willing to hold my thighs!"

Jiang Zhiyu is still a little uncomfortable with letting herself go like this. He deeply feels that besides herself, there are also precious eggs with two faces like her.

"Okay, write it quickly, and have lunch here at noon."

Yu Xichen ordered his head very quickly, and even started ordering food without hesitation:

"Just let Aunt Liu make the big pot of stewed dish we ate last time, I love it!"

Jiang Zhiyu had no choice but to get up and push the door out:

"Okay~ I'll go and pass the message to the young lady now."

Aunt Liu was meticulous and prepared the things when she learned that Yu Xichen was coming, and it had already been stewed.

Jiang Zhiyu returned without success. As soon as he opened the door, Yu Xichen threw himself on the bed:

"Jiangyuyu, are you hiding something from me?"

Jiang Zhiyu subconsciously looked at the school sign next to the pillow that had not had time to put it away, and it had long disappeared.

My heart tightened, and then I slowly let go.

She narrowed her eyes and simply pulled Yu Xichen down and tried to be lenient:

“As you can see.”

Yu Xichen was extremely excited to take out the school sign from behind, and looked at it again and again:

"Jiangyuyu, are you so lucky? You just watched Senior Shen's competition and picked up his school card. Moreover, it seems like this has been a while, right?"

"It's not picked up," Jiang Zhiyu turned her sideways, pillowed her arm, and faced her face:

"He gave it to me himself."

"What a joke?" Yu Xichen obviously didn't believe it: "You don't even know him."

Jiang Zhiyu sighed.

Look, why doesn’t his magical encounter with Shen Si look like a dream?

"Actually..." Jiang Zhiyu opened his lips and was about to tell him, but was interrupted by Aunt Liu's voice outside the door:

"Xiaoyuyu and Xiaoyuyu are out for dinner."

"Here you come!" Yu Xichen put the school sign into Jiang Zhiyu's palm and patted it twice as if it was pretty good:

"You have to keep it away, this is a treasure! How many girls can't even get it, you actually picked it up by you. This is so lucky!"

Now that I obviously lost the good opportunity to explain, Jiang Zhiyu smiled helplessly:

"Yes, no matter how many girls want it, they can't get it."

But he put it in her hands.

Why isn't it a kind of luck?

-

In early March, the last high school life came quietly.

The arrogant young lady in Yu Xichen's temper was protected. Those unfriendly eyes reduced at a speed visible to the naked eye, saving Jiang Zhiyu a lot of trouble.

After the second model, Yu Xichen took the grade major transcript and mysteriously pulled her to the next activity room:

"Jiangyuyu, have you seen this first in liberal arts?"

Jiang Zhiyu looked in the direction of her finger.

Song Xun, 690 points.

She is five points away from her first-year science class.

"Very awesome." Jiang Zhiyu praised it without hesitation.

Yu Xichen blushed and approached her ear, saying in a very small voice:

"I like him a little lately."

After all, he had already learned something, and Jiang Zhiyu didn't know what expression he had, so he had to keep his indifferent and said:

"So, do you want to take the same school as him? The top liberal arts university in Jingcheng University doesn't seem to be your best choice."

Yu Xichen obviously considered this and was a little discouraged:

"Do you still remember Chen Si? His girlfriend, Wang Yuyan, the school beauties of our school, was admitted to Beijing University, but Chen Si studied at Hua University. As a result, the two broke up in the first month of school, let alone me who haven't caught up with me."

Wang Yuyan.

I don't seem to have heard this name for a long time.

As a witness on the scene, Jiang Zhiyu could not appeal to the real reason why Wang Yuyan and Chen Si broke up, and could only turn around to comfort her:

"Is Chen Si very similar to this Song Xun?"

"Of course not!" Yu Xichen reacted very much: "Song Xun is a standard person with a poetic and self-cultivation, and is clean and self-disciplined. He is not like that senior Shen, who is afraid that others will not know that he is a flower in the first grade."

Finally, she inserted her knife several times:

"It's so unreasonable that Feng Wandering is not right. If you are his girlfriend, you won't even sleep well, right?"

Jiang Zhiyu was slandered for no reason and could not find any words to refute her.

Who said no?

That boy has always been like this.

Twisting the calm in his mind for a while, Jiang Zhiyu also followed Yu Xichen's appearance and whispered:

"That's all. As far as I know, the south gate of Beijing University and the north gate of Huada are only ten minutes' walk."

Yu Xichen finally laughed: "That's good, that's good."

But soon, she looked over with a weird look:

"No, Jiangyuyu, how did you know?"

Jiang Zhiyu smiled indifferently: "Secret."

Where is the secret?

But it was because of that young man that she almost saw the flowers in the map.

But now it's no longer useful.

The future is clear, and that young man named Chen Si will always become his direct alumnus, right?

-

Taking into account the psychological endurance of senior high school students, the third model score was not issued.

As the sun gets longer and longer, the clothes are decreasing, and there is no more stacking.

It's June summer again.

The sunset passed through the wide open window at dusk and spread on the white shirts of half-excited and half-reluctant students, with dazzling light gold, which looked like the Buddha's light that helped them overcome the tribulation.

Jiang Zhiyu sorted out every question he had done and turned his eyes to the windowsill.

The pot of white jade hall roses that Yu Xichen gave her had already bloomed, and the desolate pure white was bathed in golden light, like a phoenix rebirth, and was in urgent need of rebirth.

Just like her.

The first and second-year high school students have already had a holiday, and the third-year high school students have forced accommodation until the college entrance examination is completed.

Yu Xichen had already sent a lot of her things back to the dormitory and ran back to pick her up.

Jiang Zhiyu carried a heavy schoolbag and held the pot of flowers, and walked side by side with Yu Xichen on the campus path.

Next to me, there were several boys from the liberal arts class passing by.

The one who was at the beginning wore a pair of silver-rimmed glasses, was handsome and gentle, and had a very different temperament.

Jiang Zhiyu blindly guessed that this should be the number one in the liberal arts department—

Song Xun.

Sure enough, Yu Xichen became shy with the naked eye. When the man walked away, he touched her hand:

"Jiangyuyu, are you nervous? I'm a little scared."

Jiang Zhiyu stopped, facing the sunset, as if radiating all over her body. She lowered her head and looked straight at her, her eyes clear and gentle:

"Are you afraid? You're afraid, but what's the use of being afraid? You have to take a gamble like this."

Be a devout gambler again.

Just for him.
Chapter completed!