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Everyone except Meng Wenjun was surprised that Zhang Ailin could come back this time.

As usual, Zhang Ailin appeared at the back door of the classroom with a shoulder bag across her shoulders.

Everyone seemed to see a god, some looked forward to it, and some cast their eyes on her with fear.

"The backstage is hard enough." Bu Congming also sat on his seat and turned his head, put his arms on the back of the chair, staring at Zhang Ailin, feeling a little more awe in his heart.

Recalling that he had actually provoked her, he couldn't help cursing himself for being stupid.

Meng Wenjun tidied himself up carefully and restored his previous image.He patted Zhang Irene on the shoulder and encouraged: "Take a good class." He said, walking towards his classroom.

As long as Zhang Yeqiu is alive, Zhang Ailin will not be dismissed.

This truth, Meng Wenjun has been thoroughly familiar with the bone.

Zhang Ailin sat straight on her seat and threw her schoolbag on the ground.

The sound of collision on the ground disturbed Zhou Zhou who was writing.

Zhou Zhou turned his head quickly, the surprise and joy in his eyes almost jumped out of his sockets.

She almost shouted excitedly, but she lowered her voice on purpose: "You're back!"

Zhang Ailin kept a cold face, did not look at her, and let out a soft "um" in her nose.

"What's wrong here?" Zhou Zhou saw the bruise on Zhang Ailin's face that hadn't completely faded, and subconsciously reached out to touch it.

Zhang Ailin turned her head reflexively, avoiding Zhou Zhou's hand, her movements were full of alienation.

Zhou Zhou's heart wrinkled.She slowly withdrew her hand and looked at the wound on Zhang Ailin's face: "Does it still hurt?"

"Fortunately."

"Thank you."

"Huh?" Zhang Ailin questioned.

Zhou Zhou carefully mentioned the events of that day, hesitant to say: "You did it for me..."

Zhang Ailin suddenly remembered Zhou Zhou's injured eye, raised her head, closed her eyes with Zhou Zhou's, and said to herself, "It seems to have completely disappeared."

When the two looked at each other, Zhou Zhou's face was instantly covered with a layer of crimson: "What disappeared?"

Zhang Ailin stretched out her finger, pointed to her eyes, and said, "Your eyes."

The blush on Zhou Zhou's face deepened, she nodded, and said seriously: "Well, it's ready."

"That's good," she said, Zhang Ailin took out the textbook from the desk and spread it on the table, "What did you learn?"

Zhou Zhou quickly asked, "Mathematics?"

"Physics." Zhang Ailin said.

Jiang Man's name suddenly popped into Zhou Zhou's mind, stirring her emotions.She always vaguely associates Jiang Man with the word physics.

"I don't know about physics." Zhou Zhou said subconsciously.

Why do you have to flip physics when you just came back.

Zhang Ailin frowned, pointed to the timetable at the corner of the table, and asked questioningly: "Isn't the next class physics?"

!

"Forget." Zhou Zhou blamed himself for his recklessness in his heart.and gaffes of dissatisfaction.

She said apologetically, "Ah, I'm sorry. It should be the third quarter of Chapter 7."

Zhang Ailin pulled the pages of the book and spread the whole heavy physics textbook between the desks of the two of them. She leaned slightly closer to Zhou Zhou and pointed to the textbook: "So fast?"

Zhou Zhou looked down and said hastily, "Sorry, it's not my fault."

As she spoke, she began to flip through the textbook.

Zhang Ailin withdrew her hand and pressed it against her chin, watching Zhou Zhou's movements from the side.

"Don't look. Don't look here." Zhou Zhou frowned and said in his heart.A thumping fawn.

But what appeared on the surface was nothing but blushing faces and flustered movements.

"This is it." Zhou Zhou said.

"Okay." Zhang Ailin reached out and took the textbook away from Zhou Zhou's hand without even saying thank you.

But Zhou Zhou liked this kind of faux pas that symbolized intimacy.

Although Zhang Ailin didn't mean that.

After thinking about it, Zhou Zhou felt that this was not good, and it made him very sad.

So she lowered her head, trying to put all her strength and energy into the exercises on the table.

Her eyes flickered.What trembled together with her eyelashes was the struggle in her heart.

The trouble is lying on the bed at night, looking at the screen of the mobile phone, stupefied and stupid.

That was the day Zhang Ailin was dismissed by the school.

Like Zhang Ailin, Zhou Zhou stayed up almost all night that night.

Zhou Zhou's windows habitually opened and closed a gap, allowing the chirping of insects outside the house to mix with the sound of cars in the distance, and then sent in.There is a romance of the night.

She always enjoyed the quiet of the night.Except tonight.

It was the hot blood on Zhang Ailin's stick, drenched in the night.

Zhou Zhou has never seen anyone like Zhang Ailin.

From the first time he saw her in the rain, Zhou Zhou found that he couldn't forget her.No matter what you do, it's futile.No matter how many words are written, her face will always appear in the space of each word, as if imprinted in Zhou Zhou's mind.

"Zhang Ailin. Obviously this name is so common." Zhou Zhou mumbled softly while hiding under the blanket.

Her face is hot.

I am used to thinking, to the so-called "slow method" of civilization, and to "communicating and negotiating in the correct way".When Zhang Ailin crashes into her world casually, Zhou Zhou's whole world is focused on her bright colors.

It's too bright.

Do everything you want to do, even if you can't do it, even if you are bruised all over your body.Disregard all rules and judgments and not be tied down.

"But...unexpectedly gentle..."

Zhou Zhou carefully opened Aileen's personal information.

The profile picture is a puppy smiling at the camera.

"So cute." Zhou Zhou said.

Zhou Zhou pointed into Zhang Ailin's circle of friends.There is almost no content.

The only one was sent a few years ago.

"The xxx daily grocery store has a grand opening! Get 300 off if you spend over 50, and get 600 off if you spend over 100. By analogy, there is no upper limit!" Meng Wenjun forced her to forward the content.

Zhou Zhou swiped to the left and closed Moments.The page of the dialog.

She hesitated and typed a line: "Irene, are you okay?"

Delete immediately and quickly.

"Are you ok?"

delete.

"Thank you. How are you?"

delete.

"How is the house? Are you all right?"

delete.

After thinking about it, I finally typed a few words solemnly: "Are you asleep?"

Then click send.

Zhou Zhou threw his phone aside in annoyance, lined up in big characters, and looked at the ceiling above his head.The shape of the wind chimes hanging from the ceiling is reflected by the light from the window.

She had never found it so difficult to have a conversation with someone.

Suddenly, her phone vibrated twice.Zhou Zhou quickly picked up his phone.

It's Chen Zhan.

Somewhat disappointed.

Chen Zhan's profile picture is her own photo, and Zhou Zhou took it for her.

To be honest, Zhou Zhou felt that the photo was not good, but he really didn't want to continue to entangle with her, so he lied that the photo was a good one.So Chen Zhan changed this one as his profile picture, and it never changed.

"Zhou Zhouzhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou! I went to dance class today, but I didn't go to school. I heard about your class and I was so worried. How are you doing now? Are your eyes still hurting?"

"Hahaha." After thinking about it, he felt that his tone was indifferent.Zhou Zhou added another cute emoji.

"Are you all right?"

"It's all fine." Zhou Zhou replied.

"Scared me to death!!! What should I do if you can't see me in the future!"

Zhou Zhou ignored her coquettishness, and said blankly: "It's getting late, why don't you go to bed?"

"After hearing about this incident, I couldn't sleep at all!"

"Hahaha."

"You hahaha? You hahaha? I care about you, so you give me hahaha?" Chen Zhan's tone became a little angry.Angry at Zhou Zhou's perfunctory.

Zhou Zhou typed skillfully: "Oh, I'm so sleepy, I'm unconscious. As soon as your news comes out, I'll pick it up and read it."

"Then, let's go to bed!" Chen Zhan became happy again.

Sent a cat emoji.

"Okay. Good night." Zhou Zhou said goodbye to Chen Zhan non-stop.

"Good night. Love you." Chen Zhan said.

Zhou Zhou quickly deleted the dialog with Chen Zhan, regretting replying to her message.

Chen Zhan always said that she likes it, but her liking seems superficial.

Zhou Zhou didn't look into her eyes, didn't read her whole body carefully, just glanced at her, and didn't even need to look at her.

She knew what Chen Zhan liked, what he wanted, when he was happy, and what kind of words he was willing to listen to.

She is as shallow as a cup of white water.

Conversing with her is like filling in the blanks in the graph paper given by the teacher when I was a child.Boring and restrained.

If it wasn't for Chen Zhan wanting to possess too much, Zhou Zhou wouldn't hate her unreasonableness, her will to force others, or her inherent arrogance.

Zhou Zhou knew Chen Zhan very well, but what Chen Zhan knew about Zhou Zhou was limited to the layout of Zhou Zhou's room.

Chen Zhan sent another photo of himself, with one leg resting on the pole, his body pressed down softly, and tightly attached to the raised leg.

Her whole body, every muscle, every tiny movement, her face, her neck, are imprinted with her indelible confidence and pride.

She is a swan who has been used to compliments and flowers since she was a child.

Zhou Zhou didn't even click on the photo, and left Chen Zhan's dialog until tomorrow.

She put the phone next to the pillow again, staring at the ceiling, watching the light on the roof change.I have lived in this house since I was a child.

All the things she experienced jumped into the curtain in her mind like fish, dyed colorfully, colorfully.

O restless beating heart of the clinging night.

Zhou Zhou curled up, hugged the quilt tightly, and suppressed her throat hard to prevent the crying from jumping out of her body.

She didn't know what she was sad about, and she didn't know why she was crying.

It's not so much that she doesn't know, it's better to say that there are too many other people's voices, which blur the reason for her sadness.

When she thought of all the things she didn't like but had to endure, she heard a voice in her mind calling Zhang Ailin's name frantically.

The author has something to say:

The word “human world” is an abbreviation, and the specific content should be a bunch of bullshit that is sour, sweet, bitter, hot, and salty. There are many accidents and changes that stir up people’s emotions and immature wishes. I made a mistake and I was sad and shed tears. What else can I do after that, just get up again, stand up and run, happy, then sad, then happy, then sad again, it’s meaningless repetition!

I, a naive little child in the mortal world, really like and hate this world that always moves me and makes me speechless Wow, it's annoying!But can't do it.