preference

The process of selecting class committee members will not be described in detail.

The electric fan in the classroom is blowing flickeringly.Dazzling shadows circle the ceiling and reflect into the eyes through the paper.The noisy wind keeps on, the fan blades creak and creak, appearing and disappearing if there is nothing.

Chu Bo recorded the names of class committee members and class representatives in the loose-leaf notebook.Zhou Yi glanced casually, but couldn't see the content.Picking up the draft book of "reserving a seat" before, continue to write: "What are you writing?"

Chu Bai took it, and replied: "It's nothing. Write down the name of the important person. Go back and worship."

Zhou Yi curled his lips, and wrote: "I knew I would go to compete for a spare job. I must be more votes than them."

Chu Bai smiled and said, "Yes. You have become a big shot in the whole grade."

Zhou Yi smiled with satisfaction, staring at the conversation in the draft book in a daze.The hand touched the ink stain unconsciously.

The young man's hands are well-articulated, and he is quietly writing.Breathing very lightly, as if not in this world.

Life is not knowing what to do all the time.For him, Zhou Yi didn't know what to do other than let him speak every word and let him breathe, let him stay in the world in another way.