Night, cold night.

Yu Wen's heart was hot, like lava surging, burning Huang Zhongfei.

Most of the students in the first and second grades of high school have returned to their own dens to escape the cold winter.

The third grade of high school students are in the last period of evening self-study.

The long main road of the No. 4 Middle School campus seemed a little lonely at the moment. Yu Wen walked beside Huang Zhongfei, and she didn't seem to be a good match, as if she was not a person with a style of painting.

Behind them is the brightly lit teaching building, which is spectacular. In the Class 8 classroom, Chen Qian alone guards the place for eternity. During the long night, he makes a pilgrimage with knowledge.

Everyone has his own ambitions.

So, for Yu Wen, what is love?

Love is a light, even if there is no light.

Yu Wen put her hands behind her back and imitated the heroine in the plastic idol drama. She stepped lightly, tiptoed, and then tiptoed again, trying to take innocent steps.

However, she was walking a little crazy. She just touched the concrete floor with one step and before she could stand firmly, her body tilted and she lost her balance. Yu Wen yelled: "Yeah!"

With the shouting, her body leaned back. Huang Zhongfei stretched out his hand to grab it, but missed by ten centimeters and missed it.

Yu Wen saw with helpless eyes that the distance between her and Huang Zhongfei's fingers was only ten centimeters.

So close is the end of the world, but still out of reach.

She roared in her heart: 'No, heaven and earth are harmonious, but I dare to break up with you!'

At this moment, Yu Wen overcame the gravity of her heart, her upper body stopped tilting, and her legs were like crab legs, constantly controlling her balance.

“Ding-deng-deng!”

"Back, back, back!"

Yu Wen took many steps, and it wasn't until she hit a street light pole on the east side that she finally regained her balance.

Huang Zhongfei hurriedly chased after him and asked with concern: "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Yu Wen leaned on and hugged the telephone pole. She was like the heroine in an idol drama who had her head against the car window. She leaned her head against the cold lamppost and tilted her head.

She said affectionately: "Fei, the moonlight is so beautiful tonight."

Huang Zhongfei looked up at the sky and said, "There is no moon today."

Huang Zhongfei said again: "Did you hit your head?"

Yu Wen suddenly felt very cold. Her magma-like body could melt the coldness of telephone poles, but it could not melt the squad leader's heart.

She held on to the telephone pole and slid down to the concrete floor.

Yu Wen raised her head and said sadly: "Squad leader, I'm so tired."

Huang Zhongfei smiled slightly and said in a warm tone: "You can tell me if you have anything."

Yu Wen lowered her head. The power of her magma could not compete with the warmth of the rising sun.

"I have liked a boy for a long time and I confessed to him," she said.

Huang Zhongfei was stunned for a moment and congratulated: "That's great. Did you succeed?"

…

The river dam is more lonely than the school.

But Jiang Ning believes that living in this row of bungalows far away from the world makes him feel more at ease than living in his uncle's house in the most prosperous part of the city.

He took a few ice cubes from the refrigerator, put them into the goblet, and added half a glass of Coke. He leaned on the sofa, held the goblet, shook it gently, and tasted it.

Xue Chuchu was sitting on the small square stool next to Tongtong's throne, playing computer, looking like a humble companion.

Of course, Tongtong didn't treat her badly. The square stool was originally made of wood, so it would be a bit uncomfortable to sit on it in winter. Tongtong specifically asked her mother to make a stool cover with wool.

It feels warm and soft when you sit like this.

While waiting for the start, Xue Chuchu looked back from time to time and looked at Jiang Ning with surprised eyes.

She always felt that Jiang Ning and Tongtong had become somewhat assimilated after staying together for a long time.

Well, maybe Jiang Ning is also that kind of person.

The game is on, platinum round.

Chu Chu’s account is ‘Chu Chu Bundi’.

Tongtong opened a new account ‘Tongtong Fishing’.

Starting from the hero selection, their mid laner Kassadin began to give guidance: "You listen to my guidance. You will definitely win this game. You don't need to think too much, understand?"

Tongtong understands, this is a player who likes to command others when playing games, but in 90% of the cases, he gives blind orders. Moreover, this kind of people have one thing in common, that is, they are quick to blame others, and every time they fail in a group fight, they are always

You can find someone to blame.

The game begins.

Jiang Ning drank Coke and browsed Tieba.

10 minutes later, Kassadin began to curse: "Sagittarius, what are you doing, what are you doing blindly?"

Xue Chuchu typed: "Caught."

Kassadin: "If you don't arrest anyone who lets you do it, you're going to pick your feet! Hurry up and enter the factory."

Xue Chuchu is not happy. In reality, she is not good at words, but online is a different world.

Seeing Tongtong chatting with people online every day, Xue Chuchu was inspired, and she liberated her nature a little: "Even if I enter the factory, I still have to play games."

Xue Yuantong typed: "The opposite center is arresting people, what are you doing?"

Kassadin: "Haha, I'm growing. I'm raising resources for the next group fight."

Start playing in a group.

Kassadin shouted: "Come and fight."

Kassadin rushed forward, Kassadin was stunned.

Kassadin was furious: "What are you looking at behind?"

Tongtong Moyu: "I am raising resources for group play."

Kassadin: "Do you know how to play? We've already joined a group, and you're still fishing?"

Kassadin: "What about you, Sagittarius? Don't pretend to be dead."

Chuchu Bundi: "Am I discussing team-fighting tactics?"

Kassadin: "Where's your strategy?"

Chuchu Bundi: "Sell you."

Kassadin wanted to scold him again, but he saw the little fish man rushing forward with a fork. Three of them died and two escaped.

…

On January 20, after finishing the midday sun, Xue Yuantong went to wash the purple clay pot, while Jiang Ning was responsible for moving the chairs back to the main room.

He pushed the battery cart to the door and looked at the fields to the south. The wheat was growing more vigorously and was green.

Today at noon, Jiang Ning lay under the quilt, basked in the sun, drank milk tea, read a book for a while, and took a short nap. It felt like a long time had passed.

In fact, the lunch break in No. 4 Middle School is quite long, more than two hours.

In her previous life, Jiang Ning didn't go back to her uncle's house at noon. She stayed at school playing with her mobile phone, and it always felt like it was over in a blink of an eye.

Just like working later, I go to work every morning and go home at night. The time in between doesn't seem to count.

"Jiang Ning, let's go!"

Xue Yuantong carried her handbag and locked the door.

Jiang Ning knew what was in the bag without scanning it with his spiritual consciousness.

Xue Yuantong climbed onto the battery car nimbly and said: "Let's drive!"

Jiang Ning stared at her carefully.

Xue Yuantong immediately looked at each other, his eyes urging: "What are you looking at? Let's go!"

Jiang Ning didn't say anything. He couldn't help but smile. He still remembered that when he first moved to Heba, he invited Xue Yuantong many times, but she arrogantly refused them all and had to trek to school on his legs.

Compared with today, it is a world of difference.

Jiang Ning turned the switch, and the titanium gray battery car shuttled out.

Chu Chu had something to do at school today, so she ran away early and did not go with Jiang Ning and the others.

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Xue Yuantong wore a velvet hat to keep warm from the cold.

She and Jiang Ning were back to back, facing the rear, patrolling the world.

Jiang Ning's riding speed was neither urgent nor slow. Anyway, with his control, he would never be late.
To be continued...