Duan Chi moved the corners of his lips, wanted to say something, but swallowed it back.

Silence again.

Tomorrow, the college entrance examination will be in full swing, and Jiang Zhiyu is irritated.

With his level, Jingcheng University and Huaqing University are no problem.

But Wang Yuyan was admitted to the University of Peking University, which was slightly stronger in liberal arts, which was not friendly to Chen Si, a science student.

Not to mention her own.

The future and selfishness must not be Beijing University.

The sky became darker and there were fewer people in the alleys.

Jiang Zhiyu sat up from the lounge chair, got up and pressed the simple small chandelier above her head.

The lights are dim and the fonts on the book are gradually blurring.

Duan Chi sat here a little embarrassedly and offered to go home.

Jiang Zhiyu made way out of his position. Seeing that he was walking away, he couldn't sit still, so he simply prepared to close the stall.

She is tall and thin, and it is a bit difficult to pick up the baskets of fruits and fruits outside, and she is sweating all over.

While panting, a slender and fair hand held her wrist and pulled her away.

Jiang Zhiyu looked up in panic and met Chen Si's bright eyes that shone brightly in the dark night.

"Why are you here?"

"Little girl, she's very capable."

The two of them spoke at the same time, the former was a little embarrassed, while the latter twitched and shrugged like a scoundrel:

"It wasn't you who told me not to forget the college entrance examination? You're not just coming down from the mountain to go home."

It turned out that he heard it that day.

Jiang Zhiyu was a little more embarrassed. He usually didn't answer the conversation, but bent down to hug a few watermelons placed outside.

Chen Si's eyes were full of teasing. Seeing her finishing the move, she became kind-hearted and easily carried the basket of melons and fruits under her feet into it.

"I didn't expect that you, a little girl, have a big voice but a thin face."

Jiang Zhiyu ignored her and jumped up to get to the door curtain on his own, but he pulled it down first.

"Little girl, I've eaten cold faces with you. If I don't perform well tomorrow-"

"Shut up!" Jiang Zhiyu glared at him fiercely, pulled his cotton short sleeves and dragged them out:

"Where is your car, hurry back to your home!"

Chen Si was staggered by her, and he was about to stabilize his body, and then he began to lose his shape:

"Tsk, it's so fierce~ Look at it pulling my clothes."

After moving fruits and fruits for many years, Jiang Zhiyu is not very strong. When he looked up, he saw that his T-shirt was already being pulled out by her, and the collar was wide open, revealing his delicate collarbone.

She even saw a bunch of small moles surrounding it, like stars surround the moon, and was born superior.

Subconsciously turning her head, she squatted down, busy locking her to hide her embarrassment, Jiang Zhiyu turned her back to him and urged: "I'm going home, you can leave too."

He was too lazy to tidy up his clothes, letting it be so open, and his hands were slacking off his face, and he looked lazy. Seeing that she insisted on not looking back, he chuckled:

"Okay, let's go now, a heartless little girl."

Jiang Zhiyu listened to his footsteps getting farther and farther away, then stood up and turned his head, looked at his back in the hazy night, and silently said:

"Chensi, come on."

-

Two days are not long or short.

At 5:00 p.m., Jiang Zhiyu's erratic heart finally came to an end, and he had to do some work on the questions.

That night, her fruit stall opened until the early morning, but she never waited for the figure of that person again.

I don't know who is unconscienced.

The campus without the third year of high school is a bit deserted, which is Jiang Zhiyu’s only feeling after returning to school.

Study committee member Yu Xichen still looks the same. When he sends her test paper, he always raises his chin slightly, and is arrogant and dissatisfied. He calls her in a very aggressive tone:

"Hey, transfer students, you're cheaper, you're the first one again."

Song Ke, a classmate who was walking with her, would always call her through three or two people when the bus was about to arrive:

"Transfer students, don't forget to get in the car anymore. We don't want to wait for you every time."

Director Wei Ran still maintained his good temper, ignored the rumors, and touched her head after the final exam of the second year of high school:

"I won't take you in my third year of high school. If you have anything to do, remember to find your uncle. However, your grades are so good, you shouldn't be able to use me in your studies. As for other things, children, be patient and dormant, your tomorrow is coming soon."

Even Xu Shuyi and Jiang Yunfeng at home were still the same, hating her, but because they wanted to strangle her and Yuyou's repeated jumps, Jiang Dachuan couldn't do anything to her, so they could only curse a few words without any pain and deduct money.

Only that person has never appeared since that night.

Not once.

During the two-month summer vacation, she sat in a stall, shaking the rocking chair, shaking the palm-leaf fan, and brushing the question bank, day by day.

It's September 1st again, the familiar school season.

For Jiang Zhiyu, the tense and boring senior high school life has begun.

During the mobilization meeting on the first day of school, Jiang Zhiyu had been holding on for two months and had not been to see the good news, but it finally came into her ears through the speakers of the new director.

Apart from the batch that had been recommended before, the one she was most familiar with was the name she was the one she knew most.

Shen Si, Huaqing University.

It was already autumn, and the morning breeze was gushing, but the fish in the river seemed to have heatstroke for no reason and almost couldn't stand it.

Study committee member Yu Xichen was closest to her, and reached out to hold her, but whispered to her in the next second:

"Hey, transfer student, you are really a pitiful little white flower, you will fall when the wind blows."

Jiang Zhiyu didn't answer this. She had been indifferent to everything in the past, and she had already filled with unknown joy.

Shen Si did not go to Beijing University where his girlfriend Wang Yuyan was.

It is Huaqing University, a place for future and selfishness.

After returning from the mobilization meeting, Jiang Zhiyu had never felt good.

Passing by the third-year high school he had been to, she stopped briefly and looked at the position by the window, with a bright and shallow smile.

He would never know how much effort she had done with just one school card, how many times she had traveled to the Internet cafe, how many times she had searched his name in the smoke, and how many girls' thoughts she had witnessed.

I wouldn't know that in order to come to his school, she didn't sleep for two days before she found Uncle Wei's contact information in the pile of notebooks left by her mother.

During the three hundred and two days of waiting for news from Quancheng No. 1 Middle School, she no longer expected to see him again, even if she knew whether he was studying literature or science.

She bet on science that she was not good at in the most adventurous way.

On the first day of her successful enrollment, she secretly ran to the teaching building where she was in her third grade. At first glance, she saw Shen Si lying beside the window and resting with her eyes narrowed.

Looking up again, on the sign on the door frame, the two big words "Science" are dazzling.

Since then, her gamble on the future has finally come to an end.
Chapter completed!