in the mirror

The sun shone in warmly through the curtains, and Mo Xun woke up with a face of reluctance. It was past nine o'clock. It seemed that she went to bed too late yesterday, and she had to get up.

She was about to wash up, and looked at herself in the mirror while brushing her teeth, "Hair seems to be very long." She said inarticulately.She decided to cut her hair shorter when she was free.

In fact, she is free all day long. If playing games is not a big deal, her mother has gone to work, and her father is at home only a handful of days throughout the year. Besides, she prefers to shut herself in at home rather than go out for a stroll.

After breakfast, she sat in front of the computer, but as soon as she turned on the computer, her head started to hurt. She thought it was because she played too much.After turning off the computer, she sat in front of the bed and listened to music. Her head hurt even more, so she simply turned off the music.

Obviously it didn't take long, but it was already noon.She thought about it, today is the day of military training for freshmen in junior high school. Not long ago, she went to school on the 21th to get homework for the last [-] days. She also learned that the Chinese teacher had changed, as if she had gone to teach in another city. But Xun felt that she had to leave, "When she taught us, our Chinese class was always at the bottom." Mo Xun leaned on the pillow and whispered, and he didn't know who he was speaking to.She knew that she didn't like that teacher, because she didn't like Chinese in the first place, and there might be other reasons.

"I should be happy. If she continues to teach, my Chinese will get worse and worse." Mo Xun thought so in his heart, but she ignored the loss and reluctance.

It is said that the teacher in exchange was a very beautiful female teacher, but Mo Xun did not see her, but only knew her name, Yang Yuning.

Mo Xun was really looking forward to seeing her, just because she was a girl.If it was a boy, she would never think about it no matter what.

Speaking of girls, Mo Xun looked at the fingers of her left hand. Because of playing the guitar, the nails on her left hand were neatly cut. She thought of what happened last summer vacation.

It was also at that time that I knew that I liked girls.She has just finished the first grade of junior high school, and the summer vacation has only passed ten days. She is in love with a girl, and she is dating online. She has seen the photo of that girl and knows the name of the girl. She tells herself that she is 18 years old. Xun also told her about her own situation in this way. Although the process was very sweet, she still felt that there was something wrong with her. At that time, she didn't know much.

At that time, she would be 14 in a few months, but it seemed that she couldn't get along with her peers. She always liked to talk to older girls. After a week of meeting, Mo Xun confessed to her, and she even agreed. This surprised Mo Xun too.As for the feeling of surprise, she had long forgotten.

Later, after some things, I learned that she was only a 12-year-old elementary school student in sixth grade. At that time, she could no longer feel the feeling of dying. The online dating was really unreliable, and the person I liked so much did not exist.

Later, she seldom played chat software, not on purpose, but she forgot it over time.

His thoughts were a little confused, Mo Xun picked up a book casually, but he was laughing at himself who cried all night because of that incident.

Mo Xun felt a little angry for no reason, "There's nothing to cry about."

She felt that she was an adult, not from then on, very early on, she just thought so.