It’s Colder Today

Mark exam papers for freshmen.

That day happened to coincide with Wei Zong's appointment with Shi Yun for dinner.

She hadn't seen Wei Congying for several days. Wei Congying thought it was the visit in the morning that made Shi Yun unhappy, so he apologized and asked her to have dinner. She didn't refuse, but said that he had to help his tutor with some things during the day and could only do it at night. available.

It's not too early for the two of you to make an appointment.

Shi Yun said that he would send him a message when it was almost over.

In the morning, she deliberately got up half an hour early and put on makeup. Although the canteen is open during the summer vacation, there are not many dishes in the canteen, and even less in the morning, just a few dishes.

Shi Yun bought a tea egg and a shaomai.

Finally, I left a chicken eggshell and a chicken egg in the bag and threw them into the trash can.

When she arrived at the door of the tutor's office, a boy carrying a backpack was already squatting there. When he heard her footsteps, he looked up and saw that it was Shiyun. He stood up, straightened his clothes, and pointed at the closed door: The instructor is not here yet.

Shi Yun skipped a grade and always looked younger than her classmates, but the boy in front of her looked similar to her.

Shi Yun searched this person's memory in her mind, and after thinking about it, she remembered that she had never been assigned to the same group as this person to complete the homework.

In the university society, if you are not a student union or a class cadre, you are just an ordinary student. It is almost impossible to say anything without relying on group work.

The two of them stood a little far apart. Shi Yun was holding a water glass in his hand, leaning on the railing and looking downstairs.

When you enter the building on the first floor, you can see a rockery stone at first sight.

The writing on the stone was written in wild cursive.

Fu Jing.

came a male voice.

Shi Yun subconsciously followed the direction of the sound and looked over. It was the boy standing at the door of the tutor's office. He scratched his hair and said, I said, my name is Fu Jing.

Shi Yun realized that he was introducing himself: Shi Yun.

Fu Jing had an impression of Shi Yun.

There is no particular imbalance in the male-to-female ratio in their major, and there are quite a few girls. Although Shi Yun is not as powerful as the girls in the School of Communication, but if you ask about the beauties in their department, someone will definitely mention her name.

Fu Jing met her several times when he was an undergraduate. A very beautiful girl with good grades. When I was an undergraduate, I received scholarships every year, and I was recommended to the Capital University from a key local high school in the capital. I just heard that she has a boyfriend. She and her boyfriend are neighbors and grew up together.

When I was almost in my junior year, I heard that they had broken up. Fu Jing didn't know Shi Yun very well or the people around Shi Yun, so I couldn't find out anything. All I know is that she was decadent for a long, long time.

Fu Jing looked at the person in front of him. She was wearing a slim-fitting white knitted dress. The skirt was not very long and was more than ten centimeters above the knee.

The knees are slightly pink. Most girls' legs are not very straight. She is also the same, but the lines of her thighs and calves are very nice.

Fu Jing's appraising eyes were caught by Shi Yun. She frowned in displeasure, then turned her back to him and continued looking downstairs in boredom.

The instructor was twenty minutes late than the time they agreed, and Shi Yun only listened to his sorry words casually.

The instructor gave a large pile of exam papers to the two of them. Fu Jing put his schoolbag on the sofa and asked his instructor stupidly: Do I need to pass the exam?

The instructor turned on the air conditioner in the office and took a kettle to the water dispenser to fill water and boil water for making tea: Can you cross the patient off the life and death book by then? Be strict with me, but it's just a failure and ask them to make up the exam. .The profession they want to have in the future is not child’s play.”

There was only one desk in the office, and Shi Yun and Fu Jing could only sit on the sofa and correct exam papers. However, the distance and height between the coffee table and the sofa were extremely unsuitable for correcting exam papers.

Shi Yun leaned forward and corrected for a while, and her whole body felt sore. However, the two of them were very efficient. They started late in the morning, and she felt that it would be time for lunch soon.

Shi Yun left first with her bag and water glass in hand. As soon as she stepped out of the building, she heard someone calling her from behind.

Fu Jing ran over, holding the meal ticket given by the instructor: It was given by the instructor. You walked too fast.

A ten-yuan meal ticket from the fast food restaurant on the first floor.

It's not particularly delicious fast food either. But Shi Yun still took the meal ticket. Fu Jing walked next to her. Seeing that she was afraid of the sun, she was walking under the shade of a tree. Silence lay between the two of them. It was Fu Jing who was the first to find a topic: You like culture very much. Books like that? I saw you in the library before, always going to the second floor to read some poetry collections.

Shi Yun didn't answer him and felt a little wary.

Fu Jing hurriedly explained to her: Because my parents are both engaged in literary work, under their influence, I actually like reading famous novels.

After explaining, Shi Yun's expression softened a little. On second thought, he probably liked her like this. At this age, he was still so green when he started talking to her, which made Shi Yun a little unable to adapt.

Shi Yun didn't lie to him: I'm just looking for poems. I don't particularly like reading.

He volunteered: What poem? Can I help you find it?

Shi Yun stared ahead. This had been something that had troubled her for a long time. What poem was written in that letter?

She doesn't know either.

No one knows, except the person who wrote the letter.