The mountains and rivers are gentle today

"Where do you take the exam?"

When Cheng Yanfan went up to the third floor of the teaching building to look for Lin Xiqing, she was told by Xu Lan to go to Brother Jiang's office. When she found the door of the office, she heard Lin Xiqing standing in front of Brother Jiang, arms folded, saying so.

"Meicheng No. [-] Middle School." Brother Jiang said, with a huge smile on his broad round face, "Don't worry about the travel expenses and exam fees. As long as you go to the exam, I'll pay for it for you personally."

"Thank you." Lin Xiqing kept his legs straight and bowed upright, "I can take care of the travel expenses and exam fees myself, thank you for giving me this opportunity."

"What test?" Cheng Yanfan, who was waiting at the door, asked Lin Xiqing when he left the office.

"Chemistry contest. - Hey, rare guest, why are you here?" Lin Xiqing was taken aback.

"I'm going to pick up my grandma out of the hospital this afternoon, are you free?"

Grandma Cheng was discharged from the hospital today. The old man probably used the momentum of doing business and saving a self-built house when she was young to do rehabilitation.

In early July, when the weather just warmed up, I regained the ability to walk.

When she was able to walk tremblingly on crutches, she was desperately unwilling to be admitted to the hospital.

Before she was discharged from the hospital, she called for Lin Xiqing to pick her up, so Cheng Yanfan made a rare trip upstairs.

Cheng and Lin went to the hospital with ease. One helped Grandma Cheng with her luggage, and the other went through the discharge procedures.

"It doesn't seem very good to say goodbye..." Han Juanjuan said with a smile while helping Grandma Cheng settle the medicine bills on the computer, "Then I hope we will never meet each other in the hospital again!"

Lin Xiqing nodded and said goodbye to Han Juanjuan. After turning around, he happened to see Cheng Yanfan with a large and small bag hanging on his arm, holding the suitcase with his left hand, and holding Grandma Cheng with his right hand——I didn’t dare to support her. She waved away unwillingly.

Lin Xiqing leaned over to take the box, and just as grandma smiled, she felt the phone vibrating in her pocket.

She wanted to ignore the past, but at 06:30 in the afternoon, there was no one looking for her, probably either news or spam messages.But she suddenly felt flustered for no reason.

She ran two steps forward, pretending to rush to press the elevator, avoiding Cheng Yanfan's sight, and took out her mobile phone.

"Xiqing, are you on summer vacation? Let's meet Dad."

Lin Xiqing closed his eyes tiredly.

No. [-] Middle School may have summer vacation, but the "Qingbei Class" of No. [-] Middle School should never think about summer vacation. All the days even when the Education Bureau ordered summer vacation are changed to classes, classes, and classes.

Brother Jiang said solemnly that Meicheng No. [-] High School is like this, and everyone should use Meigao's high standards to demand themselves.

"What kind of school is Meicheng No. [-] Middle School, and what kind of school are we! These old men don't even think about it, and will go to the Education Bureau tomorrow to complain to them." Xu Lan kept her eyes open in physics class in pain—using and Lin Xiqing's way of chatting.

It is rumored that the teacher on the stage has not received the supplementary tuition fee for several months, and the tone of the lecture is not fluctuating, and he uses his chic chalk calligraphy to copy the problem-solving steps to the students who are lying motionless on the table.

Half of the copy asked as if suddenly awakened: "Do you understand?"

In exchange for a few weak "understanding" from the audience.

"Meigao doesn't have classes during the summer vacation." Lin Xiqing supported his head with his left hand, and with his right hand, he sketched on a book of "Must Write Questions for the College Entrance Examination" that he had just opened. "They focus on self-study during the summer vacation. There is no such thing as cramming in No. [-] Middle School."

"What's the picture in the Seventh Middle School?" Xu Lan muttered in a low voice, and slid onto the table in the form of a slime.

Lin Xiqing nodded. If Xu Lan sat up and looked at Lin Xiqing's book at this time, he would find that there was no formula among the densely packed pages of physics problems, but a few keywords were written here and there: "July 7 ""Saturday afternoon""Abstain from work?"

The last word "poison" was half written in the lower right corner of the page, and was finally heavily crossed out.

At 7:11 pm on July [-]th, the afternoon self-study has just ended, and theoretically the first class in the afternoon has just started.

Lin Xiqing opened the door lightly, even though she knew that there was no one at home at this time, she was still a little flustered.

She took a deep breath, trying to calm down her frantic heartbeat with the air she sucked into her lungs.

"Why are you back?" The door of the bedroom next to the living room that Lin Xiqing was not very familiar with slowly opened, and Cheng Yanfan pushed the door and walked out.

Lin Xiqing slipped his hand and almost didn't even close the door.

"You... why didn't you go to school?" Lin Xiqing said, her voice trembling.

"I'm going to the training camp tomorrow, and I'll come back early today to pack some things." Cheng Yanfan replied.

"Oh." Lin Xiqing regained his usual composure, "You have an art test at the end of the year. ——I left some books at home, come back and get them."

"It's not like you, who can make such a mistake." Cheng Yanfan smiled, "It's a third year in high school, let's have some snacks."

"Why do you speak so like our brother Jiang?" Lin Xiqing said with folded arms, and climbed up.

Cheng Yanfan ignored her words, and just added: "I'm going to the training camp later, please help me take care of my grandma."

After Grandma Cheng was discharged from the hospital, even though she herself was unwilling to move out of her old house in every possible way, she was forced by the two of them to live on the first floor of the self-built house, which was right across from them.

Lin Xiqing had already entered the room at this time, and only stretched out his hand from the room to Yan Fan to give an OK gesture.

At 53:[-] in the afternoon, Lin Xiqing took Cheng Yanfan to pack up in her own room, quickly packed her things and squatted in front of the bus stop not far from the school.

She lightly pressed the outside pocket of her jeans—only she knew that there was a pack of white powder inside, and if viewed under the beautiful light at night, it would bloom with an almost transparent luster, which was the source of countless evils .

Time went back half a year ago, the night when she slapped Cheng Yanfan.

"Can you, just a little bit, take care of your feathers."

She heard herself say it.

Half of her brain was angry at the suspected self-indulgence of a dance genius, and half of her brain was sober, standing in mid-air as a bystander, overlooking the farce in front of her from a high position.

"Leave it," said the sane half. "It's bound to work."

So she did as she did, and Cheng Yanfan outside the door thought she had flushed that bag of powder down the sewer along with the unexplainable past behind it. The fact that it was gone with the running water - only the clear touch of her palm told her that this packet of powder had always been here, always here.

No one would think that a high school girl who loves to study hides something in the middle of her schoolbag. Even if the strange people Cheng Yanfan met in the bar at that time found their home, Lin Xiqing would not be afraid at all—because of this Baofen always stays neatly in her schoolbag, on the campus of the No. [-] Middle School, in a place that theoretically will be forever insulated from these purely dirty and unbearable things.

She didn't go back to the rented house for this bag of powder, it was for this

- Clear nail polish.

She carefully squeezed a thick layer of nail polish on her ten finger pads, and waited for it to dry naturally in the midsummer sun, forming a layer on her fingers, hiding her fingerprints.

Then she wiped the outer packaging of the package of powder, and took out a small transparent plastic mold from the other pocket.

Time went back to the Spring Festival holiday, she ate two cold French fries at K Ji, and before leaving, she asked her father to pass her the phone.

She never thought about making a fingerprint sticker, but the fingerprints left on her mobile phone were too obvious at that time. After she went back, she learned to sell and made a sticker, and she even had a secret sense of accomplishment the moment she finished it.

——With such a strong hands-on ability, maybe I can become an engineering girl in the future.

She admits that even when she made the fingerprint film, she never thought about what she was going to do with it.

Until now, she's stamped her fingerprints heavily onto the pouches of powder.

Here comes the bus.

She crumpled up the film and threw it into the trash can, carefully put the small bag back into her pocket, and strode onto the bus.

"Is the school in this direction?"

Cheng Yanfan packed half of his things and found that there was no shampoo at home. When he went out to buy, he happened to see the back of Lin Xiqing boarding the bus.

She didn't like to be nosy, but she had some inexplicable worries in her heart.It is not uncommon for her to skip two serious cultural classes to go out to play or practice dance, but the same thing about Lin Xiqing seems impossible to ignore.

Frowning, she dialed Lin Xiqing's number.

Two seconds after the connection was displayed, the phone hung up crisply.