It's my honor to meet you

When get out of class was over, Yang Jing had already fallen asleep on her stomach. The school committee originally wanted to ask Yang Jing for advice on the question, but he had no choice but to ask Liang Xi to explain.

"Stop, stop, stop, I haven't figured it out yet!" Liang Xi's desk was already full of draft paper.

"You calculate slowly, even if it's dark, you can't calculate it!" Yang Jing stretched her waist and said to the person in front, "Don't doubt my ability just because you transferred from Qiyi Middle School."

After finishing speaking, he got up and went out, "Hey, what's the matter with you two?" Liang Xi patted Zhang Linyue's shoulder, "How do you feel..."

"What's the matter between us? It's just because of some small conflicts." Zhang Linyue has always refused to tell the truth, no matter what she just doesn't say.

In fact, when they were in junior high school, the two of them were very good friends, but that time a large-scale essay competition was held in the city. This competition was very important, so the school asked each class to select two people to participate in the school's essay competition. School competitions can be promoted to city competitions.

Zhang Linyue and Yang Jing happened to be selected, and Yang Jing and Zhang Linyue successfully got the places for the competition.

But in the qualifiers the day before the finals, Zhang Linyue knew that she was no match for Yang Jing, so she tampered with her composition, causing Yang Jing to be eliminated in the qualifiers.

In fact, Zhang Linyue didn't do anything excessive. She just copied Yang Jing's composition word for word, and then destroyed Yang Jing's original composition. One copy, so it was eliminated directly.

At the end of the finals, Yang Jing looked at the trophy that belonged to her, her eyes were full of longing, but what can she do?Composition has become a pile of useless ashes.

The relationship between the two is also completely broken, and they have nothing to do with each other.

Yang Jing went out and never came back, not even for evening self-study, Liang Xi couldn't find anyone anywhere, and finally found her on the rooftop.

The roof of the school is locked, but due to time, the iron lock slowly rusted and finally broke and no one cares about it.

When Liang Xi found someone, she was already leaning against the wall and fell asleep, and the surrounding soda cans were slammed by the wind.

Liang Xi picked him up and muttered in a low voice, "If you don't know how to drink, you still have to drink."

"Hey, what's wrong with her." Just as she went downstairs, she met Zhang Linyue.

"Fucking ghosts linger": Liang Xi was upset for a while, "Hey, you give way, you are in the way." Liang Xi passed Zhang Linyue with Yang Jing in his arms.

Liang Xi hugged her, put her on the bed, and prepared to go back to her own bed.

"Don't go!" Yang Jing grabbed Liang Xi's hand, "I'm afraid"

"Oh." Liang Xi smiled softly, "What are you afraid of?" He hugged her and lay on the same bed with her.

The bed in No. [-] Middle School is huge, big enough for three people to lie down easily.

"What's the relationship between you and that Zhang?" Liang Xi asked her while she was drunk, otherwise she wouldn't be able to ask anything when she woke up.

"That person is good or bad..." Yang Jing told Liang Xi about the incident one by one, and still uttered some harsh words.

"Okay, okay, she's bad, we just ignore her." Liang Xi pressed Yang Jing's head into his arms, and stroked her gently.

Gradually, there was only the sound of breathing in the room, and Yang Jing was sleeping soundly in Liang Xi's arms, while Liang Xi was still thinking about that matter: During the winter vacation, Liang Xi's father asked her to go abroad She wanted to study, but it was useless for Liang Xi to refuse. In the end, Liang's father was still stubborn and decided to let her transfer to another school after finishing her first year of high school.

She doesn't know what will happen if her child leaves her. She just hopes to make her happy in the last days with her child. She knows that she will probably live abroad permanently and may see her again. Not her anymore.