She thought for a day and nodded, "The exam will be unified in the week."
"Is there much pressure to study recently?"
She has been absent-minded recently.
She hesitated and shook her head "not much"
"Well, how can you have a fever?" Ling mother looked at her daughter with a slightly haggard face and said earnestly, "Xiaoxi mother told you a long time ago that if you can learn this kind of thing well, it would be enough if you don’t study hard. After all, when you graduate, we are going to send you to your aunt to study."
"Aunt" Ling Xiquan was slightly surprised, and a beautiful and kind face vaguely emerged in her mind.
"Well, we’re going to let you go to the United States to study," said Ling Mu, nodding at her in surprise. "But this is our idea. If you don’t want to go, we will respect your idea. Of course, your father and I will tell you in detail when this matter is over. Now my mother hopes that you won’t have too much pressure to study and break down your body again."
"Baby porridge is coming."
Then Lingfu came out of the kitchen with a bowl of porridge.
The topic will stop here.
After drinking porridge, eating fruit and having a rest for a while, Lingmu gave her medicine and urged her to go to bed. She said that she was not sleepy and was finally driven out of bed by her parents.
There was silence in the room, the curtains were open, and the soft light outside the floor window came in and lit up half black and white.
From early to late, Lingxi Spring is still sleepy despite taking medicine.
She simply propped up her elbow and propped up her head to look at the locker diagonally opposite.
It’s not a box of chocolates, a box of lollipops or a bear locked inside.
But a short-distance dream of fireflies flying.
The dream was broken before it started.
There is her perfect ideal of love in her dream.
That boy has the most beautiful eyes in the world and the most indifferent heart.
His low brow and smiling face are the most addictive drugs in the world.
His indifference and alienation are a maze of this distant world.
He laughed and the sun and the moon lost their luster.
His time is still there
He is quicksand, floating rain or falling snow.
It’s Faxing, beautiful and absurd.
It’s her dream
Careful care, but ultimately broken dreams.
Her eyes blurred slowly again. She put her arms on the bed and closed her eyes tightly.
Suddenly I remembered Ling’s mother talking.
Will you go to America after graduation?
That strange country to her sounds as far away as Britain.
She remembered Ye Qingting and herself.
One east and one west just run counter to each other.
A feeling of destiny takes a hand unexpectedly, tears drop down the corner of my eyes and slowly stop.
It turned out that her dream should wake up:
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She curled up and was wiped out by Ye Qingting’s face in her mind. She cried like where will you go, and then she was exhausted, and finally her sadness was swallowed up by darkness.
When I woke up the next day, the warm sunshine lit up a quiet room.
It was past nine when she looked at it.
Lingmu and Lingfu are no longer at home. There are several cooled and rich dishes on the living room table and a message note.
Baby, mom and dad have gone to work. When you wake up, heat up the food. Don’t forget to take medicine after eating in the porridge pot.
Besides, if you are still unwell, don’t go to school. Have a good rest at home. Mom and Dad have given you leave.
How can she be so precious?
Lingxi spring shook his head and smiled gently as soon as it was warm.
They are always too busy to see the dragon, but she went home at the saddest time.
Although she can still bear it alone, she is not so lonely.
After eating, I went back to my room and picked up my bag that had been hanging on the ground for two days. I remembered that the day before yesterday, I hadn’t finished my homework. I paused with my zipper and I didn’t worry about going to school. I simply took out my homework one by one and finished it slowly.
After graduation, the wall clock points to eleven o’clock.
Now even if I go to school for lunch, it’s over, right?
She stretched out her hand to open her brain to kill time, but she just reached for the power button and stopped hesitantly.
If you turn on the phone, you will think about qq, you will habitually see Ye Qingting’s head and you will recall everything that happened the day before yesterday.
She shook her head violently, shook off the face that came out of her mind involuntarily, and was reluctant to recall the scene again.
At noon, the sky is blue and wet, and a few clouds are floating and floating, and the sunshine is full of comfort everywhere.
Traffic came and went on the road, and pedestrians kept coming. When she walked to school with her bag on her back, it happened to be the fourth period when the bell rang and the guard opened the school gate. She walked in quickly and the guard looked at her without stopping her.