The sweet smell of citrus

Come to think of it, being fat is really normal.

After grieving over the fat on his body for a while, Song Yi went to do yoga.

Half an hour later, Song Yi, who was already warming up, returned to the desk. He decided not to do his homework, and he might as well not do it today.

The time of birth... Let's think about it, the watch on the wall.

The form belonging to Cheng Jialan has already been painted with many color blocks. At a glance, the progress of the strategy has basically reached 90.00%.

In Song Yi's standard line, if it exceeds 90.00%, it is already considered a full level.

After all, people are selfish, so the so-called [-]% friendship does not exist.

Ninety, let a person get tired of being with you, make her stand up for you in the face of small difficulties, make her look sideways no matter where she hears your name, and say a good word for you.

The strategy has been successful.

Cheng Jialan is already a fan of Song Yi.

This watch should also be taken off.

Song Yi has done this action many times. She stretched out her hand, and her fingers naturally landed on the corner of the A4 paper, but——

There was a force that prevented her from lifting her fingers up.

Tear off, it means that a relationship is over.

It would mean the end of a very close friendship at the moment.

I can no longer accept the soup from Cheng Jialan, I can't answer her questions all the time, and I have to keep a proper distance from her.

so--

to do so.

With a lot of thoughts, Song Yi clenched her fingers tightly. After a few seconds, she let go and stood up.

A shadow of a height of [-] was cast on the wall.

She suddenly raised her hand to cover her eyes.

"Song Yi."

"You're dead, you hunt geese all day long, now it's all right, the geese pecked your eyes out."

After murmuring a few words back and forth, she was upset, so she just jumped and lay on the bed.

Hugging the two dolls tightly, she was in a lot of trouble. She had a premeditated plan, but now...she couldn't bear to tear off the watch.

-

On this night full of thoughts, Song Yi seemed to see the 'future'.

She couldn't resist the warmth from Cheng Jialan, couldn't refuse those good intentions, and got more good intentions...

She slipped in easily.

But no one can be with anyone forever.

She fell into this kind of warmth, and she couldn't get rid of the feeling of being so cared for.

But after they separated, she and Cheng Jialan were nothing more than a pair of ordinary friends who occasionally communicated on chat software, wishing each other a happy new year and a happy birthday.

……

Under the overwhelming sense of loss, Song Yi suddenly opened his eyes and woke up from the dream.

Thin sweat covered her forehead, and she let out a long sigh of relief.

It's just a fantasy.

It is impossible for her to give all her feelings to a person, and she will not be pulled from the bottom of the pot, full of surprises and then lost, she will not be so disappointed, she will not be disappointed.

Song Yi went to the bathroom to wipe off the sweat from her head. In front of the mirror, she told herself:

"You are a disciplined person."

"It's enough to have good friends, and to get along with people, just stop as soon as possible."

"Besides these getting along with each other, you can also get compliments from everyone, you are outstanding."

The excitement gradually calmed down, Song Yi lowered his eyes, quietly walked to the desk, raised his hand, and tore off the watch.

"You are very nice and lovely."

"It's...a character that is easy to like."

"but--"

Sorry.

She mercilessly stuffed the paper into the folder in the drawer.

It's 04:30, and I can't fall asleep anymore, so let's continue writing the test paper.

The table lamp was turned on, and the sea of ​​questions dispelled the restlessness in Song Yi's heart.

From a certain point of view, Song Yi is really a timid person.

She has limited emotions, and sometimes she is extremely sensitive. If she puts too much real affection on a certain person, she will care more and more about this person. If this person is always there, it will be fine.

But if this person leaves, the feelings he gave will not be recovered, and the things that are rooted in his heart will have to be ruthlessly removed...

No matter how you calculate it, it is a loss-making business.

and so……

forget it.

Don't fight a battle with extreme odds from the very beginning.

The relationship with Cheng Jialan is already good, there is no need to go any further.

-

Dawn broke.

It was almost time for class, Song Yi packed up his things and went to school facing the cold winter wind.

Probably because my heart is relatively cold today, and after getting off the bike, it is also extremely cold.

After carrying her schoolbag, Song Yi gathered her scarf to avoid the wind, and then walked quickly to the classroom.

She woke up early and people came early. After sitting in the classroom, she turned on the air conditioner.

Song Yi, who wanted to do homework, saw Cheng Jialan's position, and became dazed.

……

After a long time, when she regained consciousness, Cheng Jialan had already appeared at the door.

"Student Cheng, why are you here so early?"

For Cheng Jialan, this point was too early.

Cheng Jialan rubbed back on her seat with her lunch box, and laughed twice, "The heating was too high when I was sleeping, and I woke up early in the morning and couldn't sleep, so I might as well come to school earlier!"

"By the way...what's the matter with you, monitor today?" Hey, Cheng Jialan stared at Song Yi's black eyes for a long time, feeling inexplicably feeling... a little weak from today's monitor.