They are all reborn, who will fall in love?

October 16, 2005, light rain, like a diary-like opening.

Jeju had just rained, and the sky was still half cloudy and half sunny. The wet road was like a mirror, reflecting the sky after the rain, and ripples appeared when rain boots stepped on it occasionally.

The leaves knocked down by the rain drifted with the waves, and were gradually pushed to the vicinity of the sewer by the water flow, and piled up wetly.

At this time, outside the gate of Chengnan High School, the principal, vice principal and director of the academic affairs office stood together, and the head teacher of the first grade and the head teacher of the first grade class also appeared.

The five people looked to the right along the long street and saw a black Bentley slowly driving into their sight.

"Here it is, is it the Bentley?"

"Of course it is. A car worth more than three million yuan, let alone in our county, I guess there are only a few in the city."

"Why did she suddenly transfer here from Shanghai? The educational environment there is probably a world of difference compared to our Jeju."

"Maybe she is an illegitimate daughter...?"

"That's possible, otherwise it's hard to explain why she transferred from a first-tier city to a county town."

Whispering, the Bentley had slowly entered the school gate, splashed a little water in the water, and then slowly stopped in front of the building of the Academic Affairs Office.

At this time, the passenger door opened, and a woman in a champagne suit got out.

She first greeted several school leaders in front of her, then walked to the back seat and stretched out her hand to open the door.

A girl got out of the car, wearing a houndstooth top with a white bow, a student-like pleated skirt, and spotless black leather shoes.

The head teacher of Class 1, Grade 1, was called Cao Jing. At this moment, she couldn't help but look at the girl.

She had been a teacher for so long and had seen many beautiful girls, but the girl in front of her still made her feel a little surprised.

With snow-white skin, a straight nose, pure eyes, and elegant temperament, just looking at her standing there, one could feel a kind of unreal beauty.

But her eyes were very cold, and she didn't have the liveliness and agility that a girl of this age should have, which made people feel a sense of distance.

"You are Secretary Li."

"Yes, Principal Zhang, we have contacted before. This is my daughter, Feng Nanshu, and I am her personal secretary. Miss's studies will be in your hands. If nothing unexpected happens, she should spend the entire high school in Chengnan."

The principal said with a smile: "It is an honor for our Chengnan High School to have a student like Miss Feng."

Secretary Li smiled and nodded, and then changed the subject: "In addition, our daughter does not like socializing, and socializing in a small place like Jeju is not necessary for her. Most importantly, our wife does not want her to be disturbed by classmates. I hope that all school leaders can pay more attention to it."

"Understood, Secretary Li, rest assured, we will try our best to arrange it."

Secretary Li's conversation with the principal was more like a greeting, because the specific details had been discussed on the phone. The girl did not move during the process. Only when she heard the sentence "Our daughter does not like socializing", she could not help but open her mouth.

But the beautiful girl said nothing in the end, just pursed her lips.

Afterwards, the group entered the office of the Academic Affairs Office and began to go through the admission procedures.

Feng Nanshu was not used to the environment where many people were crowded in one room, so she stood quietly in the corridor.

In Jeju after the rain, transparent water drops hung on the glass, rolling down slowly, neither hurried nor slow.

At the current speed, it might take another minute for the raindrop to roll to the bottom, but as another raindrop joined in, the raindrop seemed to be overwhelmed and rolled down with a gurgle, leaving only a shallow water stain on the glass.

"It doesn't matter, I'm alone wherever I go."

Feng Nanshu looked at the rolling water drops, her eyelashes trembling, whispering silently, and pressing her fingertips on the cold glass.

The glass washed by the rain reflected her beautiful face, but also reflected a little uneasiness in her expression.

Her stepmother said she wanted a child of her own and hoped that she could leave for a while, and then she was sent here.

Although she had long been accustomed to the feeling of being thrown around and was not too sad, she felt a little uneasy facing an unfamiliar environment.

After a while, the admission procedures were completed, and footsteps sounded in the office.

Feng Nanshu raised her eyes and saw Cao Jing coming out of the office.

"Ms. Feng, my name is Cao Jing. I will be your class teacher in the future. I will take you to the class, shall I?"

"Okay."

"Jeju is a small place, and there are many people in the class. It is definitely not comparable to big cities. If you have any questions, just come to me directly."

Cao Jing said, and took her into the teaching building where the sound of reading was loud.

The classroom of Class 1 was at the staircase on the second floor, just around the corner. Feng Nanshu followed Cao Jing to the class and instantly caused a commotion.

High school life is usually boring. Day after day, in addition to studying, it is still studying. Suddenly, a beautiful transfer student appeared. This is too good.

So the moment I was still sleepy just now, I was no longer sleepy, and those who were already asleep were even called up.

The beautiful girl from the big city, whether in terms of appearance or temperament, is really a bit of a dimensionality reduction attack for these boys and girls in the small county town who are not broad-minded.

So the whispers continued, and the whole classroom was filled with exclamations of being so beautiful.

Cao Jing clapped her hands, signaling everyone to be quiet, and then introduced everyone, and then arranged Feng Nanshu in the second row.

As Feng Nanshu sat down, the eyes of the whole classroom followed her.

The girl's face did not have too many emotions, she just sat down obediently, sitting upright, and then fell into a gentle silence.

[Small place socializing is unnecessary]

[Our wife doesn't want her to be disturbed by classmates]

Cao Jing thought of the words that Secretary Li specifically told her, and couldn't help but have a headache.

Feng Nanshu's appearance is simply a natural early love saint. At this age when love is just beginning, maybe she will soon become the object of pursuit.

"Have you heard that there is a transfer student in Class 1, who is as beautiful as a star."

"Compared with Chu Siqi from Class 2?"

"One is as beautiful as the other."

"Is it true? I don't have much education, so don't lie to me."

"Really, she is so beautiful, I will go to see her as soon as the get out of class is over."

"Do you like the one wearing black leather shoes? The one with long hair down to the waist."

"Have you seen her too?"

"I saw her in the corridor last time. I couldn't take my eyes off her and almost bumped into the wall."

As the rumors spread, many boys from other classes couldn't help but hang around the door of Class 1.

Every time, they could see Feng Nanshu sitting quietly at the desk, sometimes in the dim morning light, sometimes in the fiery sunset, like a touch of cold moonlight, soft and well-behaved.

All the boys in the first grade of high school went to Class 1 and kept silent, and when they came back, they seemed to have lost their souls.

So, another wave of people went to watch, and then attracted the third wave, the fourth wave...

Some looks are worth falling in love with at first sight, especially in the adolescence of 17 or 18 years old, it is difficult for teenagers not to be moved by pure and noble beauty.

So meeting Feng Nanshu every day, or lying on the windowsill to watch her go to and from school, has become one of the hobbies of many boys.

Good study, beautiful appearance, mysterious family background, countless sultry boys made a decision at this moment.

I want to have a crush on her!

Only a beauty like her is worthy of my gorgeous youth!

However, after a period of getting along, everyone found that Feng Nanshu was quite taciturn and aloof, as if she was completely unwilling to integrate into the group.

Except for the students in the first class who could hear her speak when answering questions, the students in other classes had never even heard what her voice sounded like.

And unless she went to the toilet, she would never appear outside the classroom.

Everyone knew that she was a young lady who transferred from Shanghai, and this behavior infinitely increased the sense of distance between her and others.

The most important thing is that every day after school, Feng Nanshu would be picked up by two strong bodyguards and put in the car worth more than 3 million yuan, which made people feel a little unapproachable.

After the monthly exam in November, there was another label about this mysterious lady and aloof fairy.

That is the academic genius girl.

Throughout the first year of high school, the best student was Song Ruiyang from Class 1. Since the freshmen entered the school, he was the first in every exam.

But in the first monthly exam after Feng Nanshu transferred to the school, he was squeezed to the second place.

Seeing the other party's almost full marks in mathematics, academic masters like Song Ruiyang all felt a sense of powerlessness.

But Feng Nanshu was still as cold and silent as before. She was picked up after school every day, as if it was just an unreal moonlight that briefly passed through Chengnan High School.

Many people realized that Feng Nanshu's coldness was not caused by suddenly coming to a strange environment. She seemed to have this kind of personality.

"Does Feng Nanshu from your class never talk?"

"Yes, she basically doesn't talk except when answering questions. She's the kind that's hard to approach."

"She doesn't seem to look people in the eye."

"Her eyes are empty, right? It's like she's out of focus. I sat in the back row behind her, and I didn't dare to say hello. She seemed quite aloof."

The afternoon when the monthly exam results were announced, the sunset was particularly brilliant.

Feng Nanshu walked out of the gate of Chengnan High School and sat in the back seat of the Bentley, like an expressionless and delicate doll.

Uncle Gong couldn't help but turn his head and said, "Miss, are you adapting well in the new school?"

"It's okay, but no one pays much attention to me, and I don't dare to talk." Feng Nanshu pursed her lips.

"If you smile more, you might seem more approachable."

"Smile..."

Feng Nanshu stretched out two fingers, pressed them on the corners of her mouth and pushed them up, and finally gave up decisively and fell into silence.

Uncle Gong couldn't help but sigh and started the car silently.

He thought that after being away from his wife's long-term psychological oppression and emotional control, the eldest lady would be more or less better, so he fought for a long time with the master and followed her to Jeju.

But now it seems that the eldest lady's new life is not as optimistic as he thought.

The eldest lady now seems to have lost the ability to perceive joy, anger, sorrow and happiness, as if she has an emotional disorder, unable to receive from the outside world, and difficult to express to the outside world.

He didn't know what the eldest lady would become in the end if this continued, and his heart was full of worries.

After a long time, the Bentley drove into Guanlan Avenue, and Secretary Li was already waiting in the villa.

"Miss, welcome home, your piano teacher is waiting for you at home."

"Secretary Li, I saw a kind of candy that looks like watermelon in school. It's colorful and seems to be delicious."

"Miss, have you forgotten? Madam said that a true socialite will not be controlled by appetite."

Feng Nanshu was silent for a while and nodded gently. She didn't insist any more. She seemed to have gotten used to this kind of life where even her appetite was controlled.

Then she walked into the house, sat in front of the black grand piano, and gently placed her slender white hands on the keys.

The gorgeous music flowed from her white and moist fingers, and the piano teacher opposite couldn't help but smile with relief.

Two hours later, the piano class ended, and she stood up and came to the dining table. The servants at home had prepared dinner.

Braised shrimp and vegetables, tomato, tofu and mushroom soup, and a small mouthful of rice, no different from before.

Feng Nanshu picked up the tableware obediently, while watching the English channel on the TV opposite, and didn't make any noise during the meal.

When the dinner was almost over, Secretary Li came over again in high heels, looking at the schoolbag placed next to the piano.

"Miss, I'm going to take a photo of your transcript and send it to Madam, okay?"

Without waiting for an answer, Secretary Li began to check her backpack, took out everything and flipped through it, then said: "Madam really cares about you. You got the Level 10 certificate before, and Madam asked me to ask you what gift you want."

Hearing this, Feng Nanshu raised her head slightly: "Can I have a puppy?"

"I'm afraid not. You know, Madam doesn't like small animals. Let's change one."

"But my mother doesn't live here." Feng Nanshu insisted for a while.

Secretary Li shook her head: "Madam might come back at any time, and she will be unhappy to see it."

"She won't come to see me."

"Miss, don't be so willful."

Feng Nanshu pursed her lips, put down the chopsticks in her hand gently, stood up and smoothed the hem of her skirt, and then walked to the bedroom on the second floor.

After changing into pajamas, she gently locked the door, and then sat at the desk and quietly wrote her homework.

It was actually a strange behavior to lock the door in a house where she was the only owner, but for her, it seemed that only by doing so could she feel a little safe in her empty heart.

The crystal chandelier in the room was not turned on. The only light was from the small table lamp that looked like a flower vine. The light tilted over and dyed her eyes golden.

After a while, after finishing her homework, Feng Nanshu took out her diary from the drawer and gently opened the metal lock.

"Today I overheard my classmates talking about the commercial pedestrian street. It felt very interesting. They agreed to go there to play as soon as they had a holiday. I hope I can have a chance to see it, but I don't know the way."

"I really want a good friend, or a puppy."

"I don't want to be alone anymore..."

"But I don't know how to make friends, and my mother doesn't allow me to raise a puppy."

Feng Nanshu finished writing the diary, locked the drawer tightly, as if locking herself, and then closed her eyes and began to imagine what the commercial pedestrian street looked like.

Her world is very small, and the buildings and scenery in it are almost all imagined by herself.

It was a sunny morning in spring, with warm and gentle breeze.

As a small county in the north, the temperature at this time has actually begun to rise.

Someone saw Feng Nanshu, wearing a floral dress, walk into the school through the window of the corridor, and then went to the second floor of Mingde Building and entered the fifth examination room.

In 2007, the test to determine the class division of the second year of high school was held in Chengnan High School. In the eyes of many people, if there is no accident, Feng Nanshu should still be the top of the test.

At seven o'clock, as the test papers were issued on time, everyone in the examination room began to write furiously, and was addicted to the test.

Of course, there were some exceptions, whose eyes quietly flew to other people's test papers. They were not interested in their own test papers, but felt that the papers of the students next door smelled good.

Feng Nanshu, who was sitting in the third vertical row, the second to last row, had already prepared for the exam, but the next second she looked at her empty pencil case and stared blankly for a long time.

"I seem to be getting zero marks."

"A score I've never gotten before..."

Feng Nanshu muttered to himself, obviously a little panicked.

In the first subject in the morning, the invigilator in the exam room was drowsy. When he was a little awake, he just glanced around and considered the exam over. His state was between sleeping and dozing.

The pretty girl with social phobia practiced in her mind and found that she didn't have the ability to get up and wake up the teacher, so she lay on the table and watched time pass by stupidly.

It was not until the end of the exam, when the sound of the chair rubbing against the ground came from behind, that Feng Nanshu came back to her senses and gently moved her hand away from the test paper.

The students sitting in the last row of Chengnan High School collected the papers from the front. Feng Nanshu sat in the second to last row, and the one who collected the papers was the person behind her.

But when the boy behind her picked up her test paper, he was obviously stunned for a moment, and even turned it over to take a look, as if to confirm whether the whole test paper was blank.

Feng Nanshu saw that he did not move, so she looked up at him stupidly.

Then she saw this boy she had never seen before looking at her blank paper, and glanced at her empty desk and deflated pencil case.

"A neat test paper is worth at least five points."

"Great."

The boy muttered, took a pen from the table behind and put it on her table, then collected all the test papers in front and handed them to the teacher.

At this time, a little black fat man appeared at the door, waved at him, and called him to go to the toilet, and the boy immediately followed him out and disappeared in the corridor.

Feng Nanshu kept looking straight ahead, until five seconds later, his eyes suddenly moved, secretly glanced at the pen on the table, then picked it up and pressed it twice, making a brisk click.

He praised me for being awesome.

Feng Nanshu puffed up her cheeks and couldn't help turning her head to look at the table behind.

There was a draft paper on the table, which was full of various old men Ding, and a word "bear" whose strokes were repeatedly blackened.

"Jiang Qin..."

Feng Nanshu gently moved the draft paper away, saw the candidate information posted on the upper right corner, and muttered silently.

The next few exams went smoothly, but the two still maintained a tacit understanding of strangers and did not speak.

This kind of atmosphere is very comfortable for this socially anxious girl, because she is not good at communicating.

After the last exam, this short meeting in the exam room also ended.

Feng Nanshu returned to Class 1, still as well-behaved and silent as before, but there was a pen in her pencil case that she often took out and clicked.

The results of the baseline test were announced on Wednesday afternoon, and the list of results was posted in the middle of the corridor of the classroom, between the back door of Class 2 and the front of Class 3, attracting countless students to watch.

It was really unexpected that Feng Nanshu's ranking dropped from the previous first to the eighth.

"Feng Nanshu didn't get first place this time?"

"I heard that she didn't take one subject."

"She can still get eighth place even if she didn't take the exam..."

"She almost got full marks in math. This subject dragged down her score too much."

"Song Ruiyang got first place this time. After being suppressed by Feng Nanshu for so long, he finally turned the tables."

"Hey, Jiang Qin from Class 2 made it into the top 20 this time."

There are Classes 1, 2, 3, and 4 on the second floor. Many students gathered in the corridor, constantly discussing the rankings on the list.

But at this moment, someone suddenly lowered his voice and said, "Look!", and then pointed in the direction of the corridor.

So everyone turned their heads and looked over, and their expressions were stunned for a moment.

In the pure white school corridor, Feng Nanshu appeared outside the door in a floral dress and a high ponytail, with clear eyes, and seemed to want to go to Class 2.

But probably because she found that there were more people in the corridor than she thought, she wandered back to the classroom of Class 1 with a blank expression.

Everyone opened their mouths, a little surprised.

Because Feng Nanshu seemed to have never appeared outside the classroom of Class 1 except for going to and from school and going to the toilet.

For some reason, she actually walked out of the classroom on her own initiative this time, and the passing figure really made the corridor a little quieter, and it was amazing.

But the disadvantage was that the time was too short, so many people regretted not being able to take a closer look.

But the next second, something unexpected happened.

Feng Nanshu, who had just returned to the classroom, suddenly came out quietly, then walked to the back door of Class 2 with her hands behind her back, stood in a place with fewer people and looked around.

Everyone thought she should also come to see the list, but then they felt something was wrong.

Because although she looked at the list twice, her curious eyes always slipped into the back door of Class 2, as if looking for someone.

In the direction she was looking at, a boy with his left eye sealed, holding his own 116-point test paper, barked at a fat black boy who only scored 63, and pointed at the calculation process of one of the big questions and said that the mistake was too low-level.

The fat black boy opposite had obviously covered his face and begged him to stop talking, but it was useless.

Feng Nanshu looked for a while, couldn't help squinting, and then found that more and more people seemed to gather in the corridor, especially the boys from the next few classes, who seemed to come out to see her, so the socially anxious young lady stepped on her small leather shoes and walked back to the first class, but her footsteps were much lighter than before.

When she returned to the classroom, the pen was taken out and pressed to make a light clicking sound.

In the following days, high school life returned to peace.

Accompanied by the early morning breeze and the evening stars after self-study class, the days passed without any waves.

Because Class 1 and Class 2 are next to each other, the occasional encounters are brief but not rare.

On a summer afternoon, during the break of the second class, cicadas chirped outside the window and the sun was bright and hot.

Feng Nanshu came back from the toilet and just walked to the middle platform of the stairs when he suddenly saw a boy running down the stairs. His bangs swayed as he landed.

If Feng Nanshu had encountered such a situation in the past, he would basically pretend not to see it, but at this time he quietly stopped and glanced downstairs with a cute look.

The boy took two steps at a time and was blocked in the hall by the head teacher of Class 2 as soon as he reached the first floor. His impetuous posture came to an abrupt end.

"Jiang Qin, class is about to start. Where are you going?"

"I didn't pay attention to the time just now. I'm going to the toilet."

"How many times have I told you to cut your hair? Why don't you go get it cut?!"

"Teacher, I'm wrong. I'll go get it cut tomorrow."

"You are the most active in admitting your mistakes, but you still refuse to change them. I remember I caught you last time, right? You said you had no money, so I gave you the invoice issued by the school. Your hair was not cut. Where is the invoice? ?”

"I used it for my dad..."

"????"

The class teacher of Class 2 was in disbelief, thinking that your father is also a non-mainstream person?

No, no, he didn’t grow such long hair just to use my haircut coupons for his father!

But before the class teacher of Class 2 could say anything, Jiang Qin had already run to the toilet in a hurry, and the dog's sneaky figure shrank back.

Feng Nan ran up to the second floor in a hurry. He saw the figure of the young man running out along the side window of the corridor, and couldn't help shaking his feet as he tapped the ground.

The lethality of a boy who knows how to fix his body is really astonishing.

At this time, Cao Jing just came out of the office of the first-level department and went down from the third floor to the second floor, intending to go to class one.

She is the class teacher of Class 1, but she is also the Chinese teacher of Class 1 and Class 2. The class teachers in Chengnan High School basically have this configuration.

But when she reached the second floor, Cao Jing suddenly stopped and saw Feng Nanshu lying on the railing of the corridor looking toward the first floor. Those cold eyes seemed to suddenly have a little more vitality.

But soon Feng Nanshu noticed someone behind him, looked back at Cao Jing, called the teacher softly, regained his dull expression, and walked back to the classroom.

In the following days, Feng Nanshu went out to hang out more and more often, and seemed to be trying to integrate into this unfamiliar campus.

It's just that her range of activities is limited to the area of ​​the back door of the first class and the back door of the second class, and she won't take more than one step.

On Friday, in the physical education classes of Classes 1 and 2, the afterglow of the setting sun was more moving than in the painting.

Feng Nanshu was strolling on the playground in the crisp autumn air, her skirt swaying in the evening breeze.

At that time, her eyes went west along the runway, fell on the man named Jiang Qin, and then squinted her eyes to observe quietly.

Someone was gossiping nearby, saying that Jiang Qin liked Chu Siqi, and she would wander closer and quietly listen to a word or two.

The eldest lady from Shanghai lives a simple and boring life, but she always finds some fun things to comfort herself in this boring time.

It's like a small boat drifting on the endless ocean. There is no difference at all in the four directions of southeast, northwest and northwest. But at this moment, you vaguely see an isolated island far away on the sea level.

That isolated island may not be pretty, or it may be far away from you, but it is finally an anchor point, and it finally has something different from the gloomy life. It becomes a thought when you can't find the direction.

Such an encounter, please note, actually has no impact on Feng Nanshu's life, nor does it have any meaning.

But the aloof young lady felt that there seemed to be more things to do in her boring life, so she felt better.

"Have you made any friends at school lately, Miss?"

"Not making friends."

"But I think the eldest lady seems to be happier than before."

In the dusk of late autumn, Uncle Gong was driving back, and he couldn't help but whisper something on the way.

He had been working as a driver for the Feng family a long time ago, and was later transferred to Feng Nanshu's side, picking her up and dropping her off day and night. He was more sensitive to the changes in the eldest lady than Cao Jing.

Although the eldest lady still doesn't like to smile, she is obviously no longer so nervous.

There seemed to be something more in her world, something that seemed to allow her to relax for a moment.

"I don't know how to make friends, but I found something fun to do."

Feng Nanshu murmured silently, then suddenly leaned against the car window and looked out, and saw a young man riding a bicycle speeding past on the road.

Just like that, time came to winter in a flash, and Jeju ushered in a heavy snowfall that had not been seen in five years.

Because it happened to be noon on a weekend, and the weather was cold and the roads were slippery, Chengnan High School made the temporary decision to end school early.

Feng Nanshu did not notify Uncle Gong because she did not want to go back, and the sudden suspension of classes seemed to give her a rare freedom.

So she sat in the warm classroom and looked towards the snowy playground in the distance, her long and curled eyelashes trembling slightly.

In the pure white snow, a little fat black man shivered with cold and kept stamping his feet. Next to him, a young man who kept breathing into his palms was meticulously building a snowman.

"Lao Jiang, stop piling up, there are no classes anyway, let's go to the Internet cafe to warm up!"

"Walk."

"Hey, there's a cyclist!"

"We'll ride after we finish playing. The school has a carport, but there isn't one in front of the Internet cafe."

Because it was snowing and it was a weekend, the Internet cafe near the school was very popular.

This is also a rare moment of relaxation in the midst of the heavy workload in high school.

The two of them sat in the Internet cafe all afternoon. When they came out, it was already sunset, so they hurried back to school to go cycling.

However, when passing by the square in front of the school, Jiang Qin, who was walking in front, suddenly froze for a moment and found that there was a smaller snowman behind the snowman he had just built, as if he was following the one in front of him walking around.

Jiang Qin slowly knelt down and looked for a while. He found that there seemed to be patterned footprints on the playground in front of him, some deeper and some shallower.

The deep ones should have been just stepped on, and the shallow ones should have been covered up by the subsequent snow.

He frowned, as if he saw a girl imitating his snowman and making some snowmen. After she finished, she wandered around alone in the snowy evening for a long time.

Who is this person? Not only did he not go home in such a cold day, but he actually played alone in this open space for so long.

"Old Jiang, hurry up, it's getting dark."

"I know, I'll be there right away."

Jiang Qin looked down at the two snowmen on the ground again, turned around and ran to the bicycle shed.