Y is my love of continuous reading

I always thought my sister's hobbies were pretty normal, so I didn't think much of it when she asked me to help her draw that picture.

It just so happened that I was a little itchy after being asked by her. All kinds of formulas and calculations in mathematics, physics and chemistry all day made me feel dizzy.

The digital board was bought secretly as a birthday present for myself with the money I saved from the ration after I went to college.

Listening to music while drawing is also a kind of enjoyment.

But right now, I don't think so.

That enjoyment is probably the calm before the storm.

I still regret it now, if I didn’t promise my sister to help her draw that painting, if I didn’t send it to the space for archiving according to the habit, if I didn’t take the same class as him and be assigned to the same group, maybe, I wouldn’t have done it. There are so many things going on.

It's a pity that I don't have as many ifs as I think now, and there is no way to allow regrets that have been postponed until now.

He is a classmate of a general education course I took in my freshman year. To be precise, he is a member of the same group.

Let's call him K for now, because there is a word in his name that starts with K.In the same way, my code name Y is also the same reason.

Actually, I could have given myself and him two more names as nicknames.But since I have already posted the text as a novel on this platform, it is my selfishness to keep the two real titles of K and Y.

K is a very sunny and cheerful boy, one year older than me, and he majored in architecture.

The only intersection I had with him was when I took a course called "Psychology and Its Application" in the first year of my freshman year.

The reason for taking this course is for credit.

The abnormality of our 985 school is that each major category of courses will have corresponding minimum requirements for taking credits.

When the freshman first came in, the seniors and sisters strongly suggested that we finish all these courses in the freshman and sophomore year in advance, so as to concentrate on dealing with the professional courses that come in the junior year.

So, I took this course.

So, I met him.

People always have special emotions for various first times.

My impression of him is probably the first time I met him.

I have a habit, if there is nothing to do, I will go to the classroom for self-study more than an hour in advance, especially when I am in class for the first time.

The same is true for the course "Psychology and Applications".

I picked the most comfortable place for me to sit down without losing sight of the blackboard and projector. It is the seat in the middle of the large seat near the aisle side of the door, which is very convenient.

The time for class is approaching.

Because it is an evening class, the class starts at 18:30 in the evening, so many people come to the classroom after dinner.

And I, who came to the classroom an hour earlier, bought two breads and a cup of milk tea for my dinner, and studied by myself in a classroom with few people.

I probably ate too much at noon, so I wasn't too hungry. I only ate one piece of bread and half a cup of milk tea, and lost my appetite. I stuffed the remaining piece of bread into my schoolbag.

K really got it just a little bit, 18:29.

He hurriedly rushed into the front door of the classroom, glanced at the teacher who was standing on the podium, waiting for the bell to ring to introduce himself, and looked at the back of the classroom.

He poked my arm with his hand and asked if there was anyone next to me.

I stood up to make way for him and glanced back.

That's right, few people are willing to sit at the front of this kind of class that doesn't help them much professionally.If you look at the front, it is a common phenomenon that there are three empty seats and two seats, and then you can see that the back is so crowded that you can't see much space at a glance.

The teacher is also very casual.

Probably because he is a professor of psychology, he is well aware of our carefulness in class, and he doesn't force us to group ourselves.

Because there are course requirements, there are links of daily group discussions and group activity demonstrations, which should be carried out in groups.

A group of 6, me and K, plus the four girls sitting in a row behind, had no objections, so we formed a group, built a group, and left each other's contact information without mentioning it.

I introduced K's identity for a long time, but I haven't talked about the topic yet...