fog flower

"It's already winter, next time I'll bring you back the quilt and change it to a thicker one for you... The head teacher told me that you haven't been very good at literature recently, so if you have any problems, you should ask the teacher..."

Hai Xing lowered his head and made a meaningless reply.The mother's uninterrupted exhortations became a blurred background sound. Under the gray winter sky, the mother and daughter were like two abrupt dots, slowly moving towards the huge building halfway up the mountain.It was Haixing's high school, a closed full-time boarding school far away from the city.

"It will be liberated in June next year, let's work harder," the middle-aged woman with a face similar to Hai Xing said after a moment of hesitation, and said the last sentence: "Put the medicine in the middle of the suitcase with the zipper It’s here, remember to eat on time.”

Hai Xing has a little congenital deficiency, and his physique is weaker than ordinary people. Now that the pressure of studying in the third year of high school has suddenly increased, his mother has asked a doctor to prepare some tonics, and always forces Hai Xing to take it.But the taste of these medicines is really not to be flattered, Hai Xing sighed in his heart, and only said that he knew it, even if it was perfunctory.As for how much of those medicines can enter Hai Xing's stomach, only she knows.

Saying goodbye to his mother at the school gate, Hai Xing pulled the suitcase alone, walked through the tall arched gate, and walked towards the darker dormitory building deep in the campus.

It would be nice if everything was just a dream of memories.When you open your eyes, you will find that the present moment is just a scribbled memory dream of your excellent self.Obviously it was evening self-study, but Hai Xing's thoughts drifted away, and the tip of the pen was unconsciously scribbling on the draft paper, leaving a mess of lines.The window on the left hand side takes the darkness of the night as the background, vaguely reflecting the innocent face of the girl. She rests her cheek in one hand and holds a pen in the other hand. In the silent winter night, she looks like a beautiful painting.

At the end of the evening self-study, it started to rain without warning. This kind of rain in the mountains in winter is very annoying. Although the rain is slender, it does not have the warmth and lingering of spring rain. Instead, it is like needles made of ice. It pokes people's spine, making people bend down unconsciously.Hai Xing really hates this wet and cold feeling, but the fact is that she really didn't bring an umbrella unfortunately.Looking at the classmates leaving one after another in the class, and the two empty seats from beginning to end, Hai Xing only took two seconds to think, and then picked up the white folding umbrella hanging on the back seat.

Ahh, anyway, if it was that woman, she wouldn't feel wronged.

Hai Xing's high school implements a four-person dormitory system. Because of the odd-even number of people, Hai Xing's dormitory is special, with only three people.When Hai Xing was grabbed by the wrist and questioned, another roommate was taking a shower. Under the cover of the sound of splashing water, that girl would definitely not know what happened in the dormitory.Hai Xing thought so, and smiled sarcastically at the girl who was not unexpected and dry all over: "What's the matter, didn't you get a little rain?"

"Why can't the result be the reason why you took my umbrella without authorization." It was a gorgeous face different from Hai Xing's. The overly delicate facial features were slightly out of place for a high school student, and in those touching black eyes, What is written at the moment is full of disgust and alienation.But even so, if you are a boy, as long as you can be caught by these eyes, even if you are hated, you will feel addicted and willing.

Hai Xing's smile remained undiminished, and she slowly tried to break free from the opponent's restraint on her wrist. She dragged out her tone, showing a kind of jealousy that only belonged to a girl of this age: "That's not right, you can talk to the deputy Squad leader holding an umbrella and walking back, Mr Squad Leader—”

"Crack" the bathroom door opened suddenly, and the girl who had been taking a bath came out wiping her hair, bringing out a burst of warm water mist, she looked at the two roommates who were confronting each other without knowing it, and said innocently: "Xinyue is back Huh? You and the assistant class study until late every day."

"No, we were just called by the class teacher to talk about things together." The girl said coldly, throwing the schoolbag that she hadn't put down on her desk.Suddenly the atmosphere became tense. Although the roommate was puzzled, he wisely chose to remain silent.

Hai Xing lowered his head, hid the expression on his face, and silently rubbed his wrist with a circle of red marks.

So, I've felt this way since I was a child, you really hate me, Li Xinyue.

【The first paper flower, it says: "Meet you again, hello."】