This star is a bit cold

Chapter 149
"That's the campus where we went to elementary school and middle school. It doesn't feel much different from here."

"This is where we have classes. Our class is at the end of the second floor. Then I sit on the bottom seat by the window and often look at the camphor tree outside in a daze. Well, that tree grows so tall And big."

"This is the cafeteria of our school. It has about five floors. The price upstairs will be a bit more expensive, but the food is just the same. It's not as delicious as my chef's."

"These two buildings are where our clubs are active. There are all kinds of clubs. I also joined the literary club, but those people are too sour. It feels like going to the toilet will hurt the spring and the autumn. I also joined the Paranormal Research Association! But it doesn't feel very interesting."

"That's our school's library. It's full of soft sofas. It's spacious and quiet. In spring, it's so comfortable to sleep in the sun! Bah! I mean, it's very convenient to read a book!"

"This, this, and that are all our school's football field. I am the triple champion of Wenhuang Junior High School girls' football!"

"This is a venue for free kickboxing. I feel that the teacher who came to teach us is not very good."

"This is a place to teach us something about how to keep ourselves safe in extreme situations, how to prevent assassination."

"This auditorium is where we hold meetings on weekdays. The school also invites many celebrities to give speeches, but many people are not interested in this, and usually slip away early."

"This is."

No matter how his legs got weak in a mere high school, Ye Che now has a very right to speak about this matter.

How can it be so big? !
Moreover, the various facilities and decorations can also be called inhumane to some extent.
Also, how do you feel that the places you introduce are becoming more and more magical?

So I suggest you drop out of school and let me come
It’s been a long time since school ends now, and today’s start can be regarded as Wenhuang’s final exam. After this exam, there will be a long vacation, so basically, the students of this school have already left. It's a mess, but if you pay attention, you can still find some fish that slipped through the net in every corner of this school.

There are sporadic people running on the playground, and passing classrooms are also filled with students in twos and threes chatting about winter vacation plans while cleaning, and the sound of some musical instruments faintly coming from the place where club activities are held. A man and a woman far away are walking towards the school gate one after the other.

The dim sunset is gradually eroding the school, and the remaining clouds are floating gently, and the thoughts of the boys and girls are gradually becoming silent in this lonely atmosphere. However, this is only temporary after all, the thoughts of the boys and girls It will never end, because there will always be teenagers and girls, and this world will always have groups of uncles and aunts who are no longer young.

If you want to buy sweet-scented osmanthus with wine, it doesn't seem like you are a teenager.

Although Ye Che was indeed a little emotional, but this emotion was only aimed at these young girls who might have real youth.

"All animals are equal, but some animals are more equal than others."

The same goes for things like youth.

Ye Che's youth can't be said to be good, but it's not bad either, so Ye Che may feel more about the time that has passed.

And there will undoubtedly always be people in this world who hate their so-called 'youth'.

"Phew, I'm almost done shopping!" Su Mo, who wiped the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, breathed a sigh of relief, "I don't know if I don't introduce it, but after the introduction, I really feel that our school is ridiculously big, I almost feel a little bit tired."

"I'm almost exhausted." Ye Che, who was actually walking a little weakly, sighed, "I've never been to a school with such a large area, so I hope you don't go to it either. Hurry up and ask your school to reduce the size of the school." .”

"Uncle, you are so vicious! If you don't get it, you will destroy it!" The little girl first glanced at Ye Che in shock, then pointed to the bench by the roadside and said, "Okay, let's sit there for a while. , Shuangshuang said she would come later."

"She's quite slow." Ye Che, who felt that he and Su Mo had been away for almost an hour, was a little puzzled, "It's so slow to take something?"

"She's the president of our school's literature club. She's weak! It's normal to walk slowly." The little girl with an unnatural expression laughed, and then asked Ye Che's thoughts, "Uncle, what do you think of our school?" ?”

"It's pretty good. The only bad thing is that I can't go to school here." Ye Che couldn't help but sighed again as he looked at this campus that seemed cozy even at dusk. I'd better open it again, and then I was a child of the poor, and entered your school with excellent grades, and then fought against evil in your school, built clubs, kept pretending to be aggressive, and finally became a legend in your school."

"Sounds so vulgar!" The little girl rolled her eyes and continued, "But if I have to add, the indispensable part of such a story must be the school girl!"

Although the word "school belle" is quite vulgar in Su Mo's eyes, if it is really the case of the plot described by Ye Che, she can actually consider this title.
"You know novels." Ye Che, who was leaning on the back of the chair, looked up at the sky, "But to be honest, I still want to study in your school. My student days were quite boring."

"Then uncle, what were you doing when you were a student?" Su Mo, who really seldom heard Ye Che talk about the past, pricked up his ears. "Studying hard? I read those news are so inspiring!"

"It's about the same. Actually, it's quite boring, but it has to be like this." Ye Che, whose pitch-black pupils reflected the somewhat hazy sky, couldn't say that he had any great emotions, continued: "What I said before, actually I also want to I do a lot of things, and I have a lot of things I want to achieve, but sometimes I have to be realistic."

"Then uncle, what do you think is the difference between the past and the present?" After returning to school, the little girl who really felt that great changes had taken place in her body was a little melancholy, "I don't know if I have been away for too long, I always feel that I have reconnected with everything now, and I feel that my mood has changed a little.”

"In fact, I used to feel that there was no difference between the past and the present." The man who still had the youthful look on his face casually said, "It's like I used to like a passage: I used to think that life would never end, but the future would be endless." It's completely different. Now, I'm stuck in my own future, and I don't see any real change in myself. My dream is still as far away as when I was a child, the only difference is that I don't intend to achieve it anymore."

"Huh?" The little girl who seemed a little surprised looked at Ye Che blankly.

"Of course, I like it very much now, but this passage probably can't describe my mental state anymore." The man who looked at the little girl again showed a smile, "Now, I feel that life is still very promising, you You don’t need to think about it too much, it will change when your mood changes, just find the state that suits you.”

"Okay, uncle, what you said just now almost told me that you were depressed." Su Mo, who was a little depressed, was about to say something more, when he looked up, he saw that not far away, he was holding something and writing. Wang Shuang who draws something.

"What are you doing standing there? Come here quickly." Su Mo, who waved at Wang Shuang, took a closer look, and suddenly felt that something was not quite right, and the slightly sad mood just now was suddenly overwhelmed. Vigilance and suspicion are substituted.

How do you feel that this guy has not only tidied up his hair, but even his clothes have changed slightly? !
"Remember something." Wang Shuang, who came over, first smiled a little embarrassedly, then looked at Ye Che and said, "Brother Ye, may I ask where the words you just said came from? After a while, I felt quite touched, and I want to read it later.”

From Ye Che's point of view, this little girl's eyes are shining, and she has a bookish look under her gentle appearance. Although she is not as stunning as Su Mo, she can also be called Xiaojiabiyu, feeling like a student. If so, this kind of girl should still be quite popular.

However, of course this has nothing to do with Ye Che.

"I can't remember." Ye Che smiled apologetically, and replied, "It's been a long time, but the book has been forgotten."

"That's it, that's such a pity." Sighed a bit regretfully, and soon, the girl who seemed to be holding a book or a magazine in her hand looked at Ye Che again and said, "I am you." To be more precise, I am a fan of your book, although there are not many works, but I really think your writing is very good."

"Thank you." Just when Ye Che didn't know what to say, at this moment, Su Mo finally took action. After separating the two calmly, Su Mo took Wang Shuang's arm and smiled. He said, "What? Can I sign your name?"

"Although this kind of behavior doesn't make much sense, it can happen." Wang Shuang continued with burning eyes, "But I still hope to have some exchanges! Have a little thought collision, or get inspired!"

Su Mo: "."

I thought you would be satisfied with just one signature, but I didn't expect you, a woman, to be so ambitious
Its heart is awkward!

"Wang Shuang, it's getting late, your mother is calling you home for dinner!"

"My mother probably hasn't returned yet."

"Your dad is calling you home for dinner!"

"It's even more unlikely that he's at home."

After confronting his best friend for a short while, Su Mo, who knew that his best friend would become quite stubborn when encountering literature-related matters, finally gave way to the girl holding the book. A small piece of space.

Forget it, just for a while.
And it turns out that although Ye Che may not be very good at chatting with people, if he talks about something he knows, he can still say a few words.

And the girl from Xiaojiabiyu didn't ask any messy things. The conversation with Ye Che was basically about literature. Regarding this, Ye Che was still very satisfied, but Su Mo who was on the side stared at her intently. Next, Ye Che ended the discussion with Wang Shuang as briefly as possible.

"You must have read a lot of books, right?" Wang Shuang, who thought carefully about what Ye Che said just now, felt as if she understood something, nodded in admiration and said.

"Fortunately."

Just as he was about to be polite to this book fan again, suddenly, Ye Che, who found that the bag brought by Wang Shuang almost fell, caught it in time, and handed it to the girl. Unexpectedly, the girl shook her head and said, : "It's not mine, it's."

"This is hers!" Before Wang Shuang could finish speaking, Su Mo rushed forward in a terrified manner, and then continued with a stiff face, "Someone wrote her a love letter! She is too embarrassed to admit it!"

Who is it?
"Is that so." Ye Che who nodded did not ask further, but bent down to pick up something, and then handed it over, "This one seems to have leaked out."

Speaking of it, it turned out to be a postcard, quite simple
"It seems that there is still time to write." Su Mo who picked it up and took a look, muttered, "Why is the afternoon sun shining on you? When you were looking for the camphor tree, I was also looking for you."

"I don't feel very good." Wang Shuang, who also joined together at this time, commented: "It's too loose, and I don't feel that there is any real emotion. Look here."

Looking at Ye Che who suddenly started to study the two people's love letters: "."

It seems that the person who wrote the love letter has nothing to do, but is this bag full of love letters?

It's too much.
I really didn't expect Su Mo's friends to be so popular.

"Okay, after all, it's someone else's wish, so what do you look at?" Ye Che said as he helped his forehead.

"It's uncle, you don't know who wrote this letter! It's usually very boring, and it seems that he asked someone to help write it. How could he be so tired of rhetoric." I have seen the signature below Su Mo curled his lips, and then continued: "However, the person who wrote it on behalf of him seems to have a familiar style of writing. It seems that he often sees his compositions in the exhibition area?"

"It should be him." Wang Shuang, who was standing next to Su Mo, also nodded knowingly.

And after the two girls whispered for a while, for some reason, the topic suddenly changed to Ye Che's side.

Su Mo looked over again and asked with burning eyes: "Uncle, have you ever written a love letter to someone else?"

"Of course not." Ye Che replied, spreading his hands.

"Then why don't you write it now!"

Ye Che: "."

Who do I write to, do I write to you?
"will not."

"I don't believe it! Just a few words!"

"Forget it, go home early."

"Try it! I won't laugh at you!"

Under the gaze of the girl holding the book, Ye Che, who didn't hold on for too long, raised his hand in surrender, took the pen and paper handed over by Su Mo, and wrote a few words casually.

What can you write in such a short time?
Wang Shuang, with such thoughts in mind, approached Su Mo who had been stunned for some reason, and then Wang Shuang, who was actually a young man who was neither big nor young, was also stunned.

"You stand on the bridge and look at the scenery,
The viewers are upstairs looking at you,

The bright moon decorates your windows,
You decorate other people's dreams. "

Although it was just a few words, Wang Shuang understood one thing almost instantly.

Probably, she will start a life-and-death struggle with her best friend because of this piece of paper.
(End of this chapter)