Although Chen Zihan has good grades, because he is tall, he took the initiative to choose the last row. Eighty-one? Chinese? (8) ?. (8) 8 (8) 1 Z (1) .? ＣＯＭ

Then, as if there was a rope between me and him, I stepped back and forth, and he slowly pulled me to his side. Of course, at that time, the teacher said that he wanted him to help me improve my grades, and it is said that the teacher had talked to Chen Zihan before, as long as he minded, he could change his seat, but Chen Zihan agreed, saying that I would not affect him, and he was willing to help me.

So, I became Chen Zihan's tablemate, unexpectedly, the girls in the class did not envy and hate me, but looked at me very calmly as Chen Zihan's tablemate, and later I learned that they didn't take me seriously at all, and they didn't worry about Chen Zihan taking a fancy to me at all.

I stood in front of the school gate again, as if I was in a different world, and the afternoon light was warm and lazy. The lazy sunlight sprinkled on the golden words of the school, with a little hazy, like a dream.

This place has been included in the city center renovation project, the administrative building in front has been demolished, our teaching building has not been demolished, and this school gate is like giving the students who graduated from this school a chance to take a last souvenir.

The communication room is still preserved, and it is filled with people from the construction site to prevent idlers from entering and causing accidents.

And the three of us are gods, so even if we stand in front of mortals, mortals may not be able to see us, we enter through the school gate, and suddenly, everything begins to return to its original appearance, just like the movie goes backwards, the trees return to their original positions again, the dust of the wall tiles begins to rise, and in front of me, the sea turns into a mulberry field, and the eyes are full of desolation to restore the romantic beauty of the campus.

"The master is here!" Ancient became excited, "Master! Master! He shouted.

I walked to the bulletin board in front of the administrative building, the bulletin board was under the hundred-year-old ginkgo tree, that day, Chen Zihan and I were squeezed together here, and then squeezed apart, the moment I touched his body, my heartbeat was increased, I just pretended to be calm, I didn't want to be treated as a girl by that handsome boy.

"Master—master—" The shouts of the Ancient Rubik's Cube echoed in the empty campus, and a gust of wind blew, and in an instant everything was dyed green, and in an instant the yellow leaves were full of branches.

The early autumn still had a hint of late summer heat, and that was the time when I met him.

He was leading me back to the moment we first met.

"What the master wants to see is not my ......" The ancients lowered his face in disbelief, and looked at the side who was surprised by the instantaneous changes of all things, because everything in front of him was not illusion, but real immortality.

"Let her go alone." Ancient looked at her, "The master only wants to see her alone." ”

He looked at me noncommittally: "Sister Xiaolan." ”

I nodded at him, and he stood where he was, slightly uneasy, with the Ancients.

I walked to the teaching building, there was only one person in the quiet teaching building, my shadow walked on the wall, the sun also spilled into the stairs, I still remember that I could always meet him every day when I went to school, I was not allowed to go to school, other girls waited every day, but I could meet him every day when I went to school, even if I was late, I would still meet him in the carport.

When he laughs at me, I blush and rush to the classroom, just not wanting him to see me blushing. Then he would catch up and slap me on the back of the head, and I would glare at him in annoyance, and he would turn and smile at me.

I always thought he would go, but he would always wait for me at the top of the stairs and go upstairs with me.

Even when I entered the class door with him every day, the girls only had him in their eyes, and I floated past him like air.

Until...... I sat next to him.

When I looked up, it was our last year of classroom, and the autumn sun poured into the classroom through the bright glass windows, shining on the clean desks, shining a faint old yellow light, as if entering the world of an old photo, like a dream.

I walked to the last row, sat down in my place, and time suddenly returned to the beginning, Xia Xiaolan, the girl who was always at the bottom of the grades and did not look good.

The outside world forces recognize money but not people.

The world in high school is also powerful, first look at the face, then look at the grades, my face and grades are not accounted for, so I don't have any friends. It wasn't until I sat here and became Chen Zihan's tablemate that his friend became my friend, and I was surrounded by girls.

"I remember when you always collected love letters for me." His voice had already come from beside me, his arm was on the back behind me, gently, against my back, and his deep gaze was on the side of my face, like those girls who always secretly watched him, crushes, and that gaze began to heat the side of my face with a hint of heat.

On the first day I sat next to him, he laughed for a long time, and I never understood what he was laughing at, so I looked at him strangely: "What are you laughing at?" ”

But he stretched out his hand and made a grasping motion: "It feels like you can't escape my Five Finger Mountain." ”

I looked at him in amazement, but he touched my head: "Be obedient in the future." ”

"Huh?!" I opened his hand, distraught. Because, I know that he is not just like this to me, he is like this to many girls! So, I never misunderstood that his feelings for me would be like.

However, he is so handsome, and he sits beside me, how can my heart hold it? When I knew that I had a crush on him, I also knew that I was destined to be fruitless.

Between me and him, there is nothing special.

He taught me homework, and he taught other girls homework, and whenever a girl asked, he was willing to help.

He touches my head, he also touches the heads of other girls, touching girls' heads seems to be his habit, those girls who are touched by him will have very red faces, very cute.

He goes home with me, he goes home with other girls, as long as he is on the same road with him, he will not refuse. Everyone knows that he is gentle and warm.

However, when he played, he only asked me to bring him clothes, only asked me to bring him water, only asked me to give him an umbrella, only asked me to bring him breakfast, and only wrote me notes.

I'm like the maid who was used by him in vulgar romance dramas, but he didn't use me intentionally like the male protagonist in those vulgar romance dramas, he was very good to me, and he said to me: We are good friends. Because of this sentence, we did not become the heroes and heroines of vulgar romance dramas, but I was also sadly decided.

But I'm still complacent about this sentence, other girls want to be his girlfriend, but I'm already satisfied to be his best friend.

In the end, the girls saw it, and they saw that Chen Zihan was my friend, so they began to secretly stuff love letters to me and asked me to throw away other girls' love letters.

I began to collect love letters and gifts for him, and during that time, I enjoyed it very much, and I felt that I was the one who decided whether other people's love letters could reach Chen Zihan's hands.

Chen Zihan likes to ask me to read love letters to him, but love letters are always in the first person, which makes me more and more numb the more I read......