Beautiful Time With You

After a long life and death, the soul never came to the dream.

This morning, Lu Yibai's bed was empty. He seemed to be sitting at his desk all the time, watching the girl's photos quietly.

"Yi Bai, today's breakfast is noodles, eggs and milk, all on the table. Mom is very busy today, there are many cases to be dealt with, I will go first."

"Son, my father ’s school recently had a teaching contest and was very busy. If you need to renew your extracurricular class, remember to tell your father."

There was no response, and the beautiful face was covered with extreme sadness, which was a sharp contrast to the girl's brilliant smile in the photo.

At the last moment when the couple opened the door and was ready to go to work, Lu Yibai finally walked back from the room.

"Dad, Mom, today is my sister's birthday. If you can make time, come back early. I'm a little uncomfortable. I want to take a leave this morning."

Lu Lu and Lu Mu suddenly froze at the door, the anxiety on her face gradually turned into collapse, self-blame and sorrow.

For the loved ones who have passed away, people often remember that they missed the sun, and the birthday of the deceased was forgotten in the busy days.

...

Composition League, overall cloudy, lucky location: under the street light.

"Stars, why hasn't the squad come today?"

Lin Xingchen looked at the empty seats around him and replied with some anxiety: "I don't know too much. He has changed a lot in the past few days and has been unhappy. If he is really sick, I will go to the hospital to see him Well, after all he came back from camping last time and he took care of me for several days. "

Luo Qinge nodded: "It's okay to look at him, alas. When feelings are strong and weak, only in order to flow."

"Qin Ge, you are laughing at me again. I really don't like the monitor, and the monitor doesn't like me."

Looking at Lin Xingchen weakly talking about two guilty words, just like the word honest in English with the word h but not pronounced, it is just not honest at all.

Luo Qinge laughed and said: "I am afraid that both" no "words are removed. Is this sentence the correct answer?"

"Not really! Speaking of it, Chen Yimu didn't come to school today."

Lin Xingchen tried to use his best brother's best diss candidate to change the subject, but Luo Qinge sighed with sympathy: "He ... quarreled with his father last night, and slept late, today. I ’m afraid I ’ve overslept. Anyway, I called him when I left, but I could n’t wake up even though I was shaking. ”

Huh? He was called when he went to school?

Lin Xingchen suddenly shot a gleam in his eyes: "Qin Ge, are you two living together?"

"Poof!" Luo Qinge quickly put down the glass in his hand, "cough cough ... cohabiting? And he? Tan 90 degrees! It's just that I have a good relationship with his parents, generally live together. Alas, how to say What? Strictly speaking, it ’s not cohabitation? I ’m in a small courtyard with the two of them. Well, it ’s not really under the same roof. "

"Hey, Qin Ge, the more you explain, the more strange I feel."

This time it was Luoqin's song.

In the composition class, the teacher summarized the results of this composition league.

"It is the last final exam of the first year of high school. For our Chinese subjects, composition is an important part of the division. This time, two students in our class won the first prize. The city has only a total of Three of us, our class occupies two, which is very good. Are you interested in guessing which two students? "

"Lu Yibai!"

"Squad leader!"

The teacher nodded as if the answer didn't need to be guessed at all.

Lin Xingchen said with emotion in my heart: I always thought that the class leader was only a good subject in mathematics and science, but I did not expect to be so powerful in composition. Woo, let the people live!

defeat! Deeply frustrated!

No matter how hard Lin Xingchen tried, he couldn't keep up with Lu Yibai's footsteps. Even shortening the distance a little bit became a delusion. If this has always been the case, how can you stand side by side with him in the future?

"No, everyone guessed wrong. Another classmate is Lin Xingchen! By the way, our Lin classmate has won a gold award in the National Middle School Composition Competition."

Under the teacher's introduction, all the students in the class cast unexpected and admiring eyes, and a warm applause rang.

It was praised by the teacher for the first time in front of the whole class, and was so widely recognized by the classmates. Lin Xingchen embarrassedly hid his face behind the erected Chinese textbook, and then he laughed.

"Student Lu Yibai's composition could not be shown to everyone because of his personal requirements, but classmate Lin Xingchen, would you like to show the composition to the students in the school or class?"

Lin Xingchen thought for a while, and hesitantly replied: "Probably ... Can the students in the class? School I don't want a little."

"That's good, the teacher thank you. In addition to the two classmates just now, there are a few classmates who also wrote very good compositions this time. They deserve awards. I will show the excellent composition behind the classroom later. Interested students can go after class ... "

"Report!" A sudden voice interrupted the language teacher's words.

"Classmate Chen Yimu? This is the first class. I didn't get the news of your leave from your class teacher, so are you late again?"

Chen Yimu's hair is piercing a few dull hair, and the messy clothes on his body also look a bit pitiful, but as a student who is often late and always late in the Chinese class, this is a bit pitiful. .

"Teacher is sorry! My bicycle chain is broken ..."

The class had n’t started to laugh, but the Chinese teacher ’s chalk flew past Chen Yimu ’s temples: “Classmate Chen Yimu, the teacher is not completely unreasonable, but please do n’t always find the same thing when you make excuses Are you late for the Chinese class 17 times this semester, 15 of which are due to broken car chains. "

"Got it, teacher, I will change my car today when I go back."

Chen Yimu lowered his head and sat listlessly next to Luo Qinge: "You are also miserable.

Luo Qinge was a little puzzled: "I'm so miserable? You still have to pay attention first, the teacher will definitely stare at you now, don't talk in class."

"I will remind you that the love letter card you wrote to Fang Qi was returned by your parents."

"What?" Luo Qinge felt chills behind her. If parents knew she had a premature love, wouldn't it ...

"But don't worry, I will help you hide it."

"Wood?" Luo Qinge's desperate eyes instantly softened. Such a grateful expression was not common on her face. "Tell my sister, how did you hide it?"

Chen Yimu muttered and said in a low voice: "I said it was written for you to play with, and then you keep it in good condition."

"What?" Luo Qinge was going crazy. "You! I ..."

Chen Yimu smiled smugly and said, "It turns out that my method is right. Your parents are not only angry, but also very happy."

Luo Qinge was completely desperate, and she even wanted to crash into the classroom corridor.

"report."

"Oh, monitor, are you feeling better? Come in and sit down."

Chen Yimu looked at Lu Yibai, who was also "late" with some envy. It would be nice to have a parent who can help with leave.

"Thank you teacher, much better."

Coming to Lin Xingchen, Lu Yi sat down blankly. She glanced at him and realized that he was not much better, or even better.

"Sir, squad leader, is there anything that makes you uncomfortable that I can share?" Lin Xingchen wrote the question on the writing paper and secretly passed it on.

Lu Yi thought sullenly for a moment, and then wrote: "I don't want to talk."

"Okay, but if you want to say something, your idiot will be at your table at any time."

Lu Yibai looked at the girl's reply and looked out the window with a complex expression.

Today's clouds are very thick, but the sunlight that can shine through the haze is unexpectedly gentle.