Years are warm

After returning from the capital, the two of them tacitly didn't mention anything. Halfway through the holiday, piles of homework were still there. The two of them were busy with their homework, and it seemed that they didn't even send any news.

After the old man was discharged from the hospital, Xie Yuanhong rented a one-bedroom apartment for him in the same community, not far away, so it was convenient to take care of him, and it also saved the grandparent and grandson from being tense when they met.

Xie Zhiyao didn't ask any more questions, nor did he want to.She had tidied up the small studio a long time ago, but because of her studies, or because many damaged painting tools and past works could not be restored, or because of other reasons, she also went less often.

In the end there is a grudge.

Her parents probably knew what she was thinking, but they didn't ask for anything.

The name of □□ seems to have been deliberately dusted along with this farce.

On the way, Fang Mubai sent her a message asking if she wanted to go to the exhibition. Xie Zhiyao rubbed his phone for a while, and replied that he could go and have a look.

The newly opened convention and exhibition center is not as far as the art museum, and it only takes more than half an hour to transfer to the subway.

The two met at the entrance of the exhibition hall, and followed the crowd that hadn't gathered much before walking in.

I haven't seen him for half a month, but Fang Mubai is still the same, even if he sees dark circles under his eyes, he probably stays up all night.

"What are you doing as a night owl? Have you finished your homework?" Xie Zhiyao couldn't help asking.

"Didn't you go to pick up the wind a while ago? I went to bed late after tidying up these two days. As for homework...it's never too late to write." Fang Mubai stuck out his tongue, waved his hands indifferently, and turned his head away Look at all kinds of exhibits at the exhibition, and talk about what you know while walking.

At the beginning, I thought this person was some sort of bright goddess, but after I got to know her well, I realized that this guy was just a chatterbox.

It's hard for Lin Xue to live under the same roof as her and still not want to shoot her to death every day.

They also grew up together, so Huai Xiaoan, my family, is more reassuring... Wait, why did I think of her again?Xie Zhiyao was taken aback for a moment, and only after recovering did he hear Fang Mubai next to him calling him several times.

"what happened?"

Fang Mubai stared at her for a while, then narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Tsk, there is something wrong with you, my friend."

"How can there be..." Xie Zhiyao subconsciously touched his earlobe, turned his head and abruptly changed the topic and said to look at the other side.

Later, it might be that she really couldn't stand the other party's meaningful expression, or it might be that she really needed someone to talk to soothe her. Xie Zhiyao blurred the information and asked her.

"Have you ever liked anyone?"

Fang Mubai unscrewed the drink he just bought and took a sip, glanced at her and said, "You two finally got your head around it?"

"……Both of us?"

She laughed, put one hand on the railing, and directly pierced through without any disguise: "You and Xu Huaian."

Xie Zhiyao paused, then turned around and looked at her in surprise, "How could you..."

"How did you see it?" She jumped down from the steps in two or three steps, flicking her high ponytail, "Hmm...maybe it's because the authorities are obsessed with it but the onlookers can see it? Actually, it's quite obvious."

Xie Zhiyao followed her, muttering something trying to refute: "But how do you know that other people are not like this? After all, it is not just that two people can be friends for so many years."

"But you also have to think about it. Your situation is different from the usual dating. It's normal to start with friends." Fang Mubai stopped and smiled, "Let's put it this way, if you ask such a question, it means You don't want to be just friends anymore, not even best friends. Do you want me to be more specific?"

She laughed teasingly, Xie Zhiyao hadn't thought of anything at first, seeing her like this, it was hard to figure out what it meant.

So her face turned red.

"Fang Mubai, why are you so proficient!"

The latter nimbly dodged her angry slap and ran away.

The summer vacation of the third year of high school always ends faster than others, and one month passes in a blink of an eye.

After being vacant for two months, Duxing Building welcomed a group of new residents.The sun in August was very strong, moving books back and forth, even if the air conditioner in the classroom was fully turned on, made people sweat profusely.

Those who came first were busy packing their things. Occasionally, when they saw the new classroom, they would say hello and tell each other what they had done in this short month.

In the silent school, only this area is full of popularity and noise.

When the last batch of books was brought over, Xu Huaian stood downstairs for a while.

The sultry wind blows over the cheeks, blowing the pure white hem of the school uniform.

I'm in my third year of high school.

She lowered her eyes, sighed softly, and was about to turn her head and walk towards Duxing Building, when someone covered her eyes from behind.

In the summer, any simple touch is too hot.

"Guess who I am?"

Xu Huai'an staggered and stood firm, raised his hand to grab the other's wrist, and said angrily.

"Don't make trouble, how old are you. I'm holding a book." This kind of scene has to happen every time the school starts, and she has long been used to it.

The person behind laughed softly, let go of her eyes, hugged her shoulders from behind, and whispered something in her ear.

"Happy start of school, Huaian kids."

If there are other people here at this time, it is estimated that a roll of eyes will be rolled to the sky.What's so fun about starting school?Most of the brain is a little problem.

Xu Huai'an held her wrist vacuously, turned his head slightly to look at Xie Zhiyao, and couldn't help but smiled lightly.

"Well, this classmate, happy school starts."

Zhao Qing walked in with something when he rang the class bell for the second time. The noisy class became quiet the moment he entered.

He looked around the classroom, and then took another look at the students who were usually noisy, before putting down the things in his hand and speaking.

"You all know that this semester will start, are you in your third year of high school? I don't need to say more about the importance of this year. You all know it yourself. I don't want to emphasize anything. I just want to remind you that the last chance is here. Can you grab it? It all depends on your own attitude."

It was rare that there was no booing below, and pairs of eyes were fixed on him, as if everyone subconsciously took full breath, and the air was filled with inexplicable tension.

"Squad leader, come up and pass this on, one for each person." Zhao Qing put a post-it note and a box of thumbtacks on the edge of the podium, and pointed to a small bulletin board at the back of the classroom, "No matter what Said, a little bit of a sense of ceremony. The small place behind was originally the wishing board of the last senior year. No matter what your current grades are, I hope you can think about it. Today, one year later, I would be willing to receive a wishing board. What kind of answer sheet can you give yourself so that you will not regret it. If you think about it, write down your target school and major, and post it later, which can be regarded as giving yourself a little more motivation."

Li Siyuan went to the podium to get the post-it notes, counting the number of people and passing them down one by one.

A post-it note was torn off, and some people immediately wrote down their wishes with a pen, and more people bit their pens, frowning, not knowing where to start.

Zhao Qing watched the post-it notes being passed on, and walked out of the classroom calmly, giving them a space to think freely.

There were rustling conversations in the classroom. Many people lowered their voices and asked the people around them and friends who usually had a good time what they had written.

Li Siyuan belongs to the type of person who started to write immediately. After she finished writing, she took a nail and pasted it on the back. When she came back, she found that the person next to her was still in a daze.

"Zhiyao, haven't you thought about it?" Half jokingly, she patted the girl's shoulder, "Do you hesitate to go to Qingbei or Qingyun?"

"Fuck you!" Xie Zhiyao smiled and pushed her, "What's the use of hesitating, can I decide?"

"Why can't it be, the second lady in the grade?" Li Siyuan smiled and hooked her shoulders, pretending to say earnestly, "Zhiyao, you have to know, if the second in Chinese can't go to Qingbei and Qingyun, then How low is the probability of Shenning as a whole?"

"Originally, our province is not a strong province in the college entrance examination, monitor." Fang Mubai walked back from behind, shaking his head with a smile, "Xinya and No. [-] Middle School are not far behind in the rankings of high schools in the province, and Xinya is better in liberal arts. It's not that the first one can't guarantee that he can go to Qingyun, Qingbei, it makes sense for Zhiyao to be unsure."

She paused, glanced at Xu Huai'an at the table in front of her, coughed twice and said, "But first, as long as there are no accidents, it will be safe, and our school's liberal arts department has a recommended quota?"

"Yes, but the major is a bit biased. I can't help it. Regional protection." Xie Zhiyao smiled, leaned forward and tapped the shoulder of the girl at the front table with his index finger, "Huai'an, where did you write?"

Xu Huai'an turned his head and glanced at her, and showed her his palm.

The school was not written on the paper, but the major was written.

"International Finance?" Li Siyuan read it out, surprised, "Huai'an, you want to learn this? But why didn't you write about the school? Which major is better, Qingbei or Qingyun?"

The last sentence was about Fang Mubai.

Fang Mubai touched his chin and said, "Everyone has its own merits... If you must say something, Qingyun."

"Then Huai'an, you can write it, you can definitely do it."

Xie Zhiyao stared at her for a while, then suddenly said softly: "Huai'an, come out with me."

Then he got up and went out the door.

Xu Huaian put down the pen and paper and followed behind her.

When the two of them went out through the back door, Zhao Qing glanced at them and said nothing.

Some classes on the same floor were still explaining things. In order not to disturb others, Xie Zhiyao led the people up two floors.There is a multi-purpose classroom on the sixth floor, and no one will come here at this time.

"What's wrong?" Xu Huaian asked after she stopped.

"No... When did you decide to study finance?" Xie Zhiyao put his hands behind his back and blinked at her, "I asked you before, didn't you say you were not interested?"

"Not really interested." Standing beside her, Xu Huai'an leaned on the railing of the corridor, shook his head and said, "But this choice cannot be avoided. Since I chose everything, I found the one that I think is the best among them all." Excellent solution."

The range of majors that can be chosen in the liberal arts is far less wide than that in the sciences. If we consider it comprehensively... this choice is actually expected.

Xie Zhiyao nodded her head, she leaned a little to the side, stretched out her hand and turned the other person's shoulder towards her, and looked at her seriously: "Then the second question."

"Why don't you write about school?"

Logically speaking, since she has this consideration, she should roughly know the difference between the two schools.The Xu Huai'an I knew would not be a hesitant person, she actually made quick decisions when she had a goal.

Just like that transfer to liberal arts.

Xu Huaian blinked slowly.

Xie Zhiyao understood something else from her eyes, she sighed, and said with a straight face: "No change, even if I really may not pass the score line by then, you are not allowed to change Qingyun to Han arts!"

She was afraid of this.

Qingyun, Qingbei, and counting down, is Hanwen in Jiangqi.If she doesn't come online by then, then the best choice is Hanwen.

But Xu Huai'an was different. Judging from the situation of No. [-] Middle School over the years, as long as there were no accidents, she could not pass the line, and she had confidence in the other party.

After crossing the line between Qingyun and Gyeongbuk, it ended up going to Hanwen?It's crazy to be so messy.You can change your choice of arts and sciences, but absolutely not.

Xu Huai'an looked up at her for a while, then suddenly chuckled, "Why do you think so?"

She raised her hand, tapped lightly on the girl's frowning eyebrows, and said with a smile: "I won't do that, I'm not that stupid, don't frown."

"Eh? Then why do you..."

"Jiang Qi is closer to the capital." She shook her head lightly, "Mu Bai said that each has its own merits, so it doesn't make much difference where you go. I didn't fill it in because of this."

The implication is that if she can only go to Hanwen, then she will fill Qingbei.

Xie Zhiyao was angry and funny at the same time, the laugh was that she knew how to consider the pros and cons, and the anger was that the starting point was still the same in the end.

Why is this kid so awkward?

"Okay, then planB won't be activated for you..." She slid her hand down, held the other's wrist, and said in a helpless tone, "I will try harder?"

"You run forward, I will try my best to follow you, and I can catch you at any time."

The author has something to say:

Xiaobai: Get the assists well, you're welcome.

The school does not have a specific prototype, so there is no need to substitute hhhh

Although it is still early, but you want to have a quiz without a prize. Can you guess what Zhiyao's last major is?Not popular (laughs)