Shengxia thought that she would cry loudly or toss and turn in sleep, but she didn't.

When she got home, she began to review her manuscripts and categorized them carefully. In the end, she almost resigned herself to the fact that they were too scattered. She read widely, and most of them were written by less famous poets, some of which were difficult to categorize.

She read each article again, trying to find some common points, and was busy until the early morning. She played a meditation and fell into a deep sleep.

The pace of senior year never allows for sadness and grief. After the seats were rearranged, Shengxia would hardly have any contact with Zhang Shu. Everyone in the class was very considerate. Seeing that this "class team" seemed to be BE, no one teased or made trouble anymore. Everything seemed to have returned to the beginning of the school year.

It was during the weekend in midsummer that I noticed that there were many messages on QQ.

She hadn't opened QQ since she deleted that post. She only logged in when she remembered she had a date with Tao Zhizhi.

The message came from the same person, the "new friend" without a remark, the yellow-haired guy.

He asked a lot of questions at first, such as whether I had a boyfriend, very directly. Later, when I didn't receive a reply, I restrained myself a little, but still insisted on saying good morning and good night every day.

I had encountered such a suitor in junior high school in Shengxia.

She politely replied: "Thank you for your greeting. I am very busy with my studies and rarely read it. You don't need to send it again in the future."

Now it was indeed quiet, and Shengxia thought everything was fine.

During Monday’s morning reading, a yellow-haired man appeared at the door of Class 6.

The boy stood at the door and looked around. Shengxia heard whispers around her and then raised her head. Huangmao saw her, smiled happily, waved at her, then handed a paper bag to a classmate at the door and said: Give it to Shengxia for me, thank you.

The sound was not loud, but it could be heard by most of the classroom.

Not to mention Zhang Shu who just moved to the first table in the second group.

Huangmao left without showing much expression, and seemed to know how to take things step by step.

As soon as the classmate at the door turned his head, he saw Zhang Shu's cold eyes and froze: Should I send it over or not?

Finally, the student mustered up the courage to go around to the back row of the third group and handed the paper bag to Shengxia.

Then he ran back in a flash, as if he had gotten rid of a hot potato.

My deskmate Li Shiyi frowned and said, "Wow, what is this? Breakfast! Who is he, Shengxia?"

Shengxia was extremely embarrassed. Under the attention of everyone around her, she answered hesitantly, "I don't know."

"Anonymous pursuer, I admire you."

Inside the paper bag is a plastic box sealed with paper, and you can see that there is exquisite Cantonese-style breakfast inside.

I have eaten it in midsummer and have no appetite, so I have to put it aside for now.

During the break, she took out her phone and saw the message from Huang Mao: "Okay, I won't send you a message. I'll come find you."

Shengxia: ...What kind of train of thought is this?

She had no choice but to reply: "Classmate, please don't come to my classroom anymore. It bothers me. I'm going to delete you. Sorry."

After sending this message, she clicked delete friend.

Physical education classes started as soon as school officially started. Midsummer is still haunted by basketball classes, so this semester is still very hardcore, volleyball.

When I was in the second year of high school, the affiliated high school organized a volleyball class league, so almost all the students in Class 6 played.

So there was no buffer time. The teacher divided the students into groups and asked them to compete directly.

Draw lots to divide into groups, three men and three women in a group, choose a group name, and arrange opponents according to the first letter of the group name.

It was fate that Shengxia was drawn to be in the same group with Hou Junqi. Hou Junqi gave their group a resounding name: Guangzongyao Group.

The boys all thought this group name was particularly cool, while the girls just smiled.

Forget it, a man stays a boy until he dies - he has to be a middle school student.

Just as I was waiting to arrange my opponent, a yellow-haired guy appeared at the edge of the playground.

Huangmao was carrying a bag of drinks, which included purified water, pulse, C100, yogurt, iced black tea, etc., which was a complete variety.

Now everyone knows what this guy is doing here without having to think about it.

He smiled and waved at Shengxia, without being reckless, and just sat under the tree waiting.

There was a lot of whispering on the playground.

Shengxia's face was red under the scorching sun.

She sighed and walked over.

Huang Mao handed the bag to her and said, "Don't be angry, I'm here to apologize. I won't do it again in the future. Can you add me back?"

Shengxia said, "Don't spend money, classmate. I... know what you mean. I'm going abroad. Please don't bother me anymore."

Huangmao probably didn't expect that she looked so soft and soft, but spoke so directly.

After a pause, he said, "It's okay. Just think of it as saving a moon in your phone. I won't come again. Take it. I don't know what you like to drink, so I'll take some."

"Take it back." Shengxia insisted.

"If you don't take it, I'll give it back." Huangmao also insisted.

Shengxia had no choice but to take the bag of drinks and return to the venue.

The yellow-haired man behind her said, "Remember to check QQ!"

Shengxia didn't answer, she sighed unconsciously.

She put the bag of drinks on the side of the court, and her teammates teased her, "Xia Xia, you are so thoughtful! There are exactly six bottles!"

Shengxia thought about it and thought that the breakfast was wasted. Why not: "Then let's share it?"

They didn't hesitate to ask Shengxia what he wanted to drink and then they would choose.

Shengxia was a little annoyed, so she said casually, "Mineral water, please."

The team members each took their own selections, and finally there was a bottle of iced black tea left, which was handed to Hou Junqi. Hou Junqi took it subconsciously, and suddenly caught a glimpse of his brother's eyes on the other side of the playground. His hand trembled, and the iced black tea fell to the ground, splashing white foam.

To be humanized, it means dying peacefully at the end of one's life.

"Don't talk to strangers, do you understand? You even dare to drink a stranger's water. People like you can only survive half an episode at most in a TV series!" Hou Junqi cursed and swore. His voice was already loud, and he deliberately roared so that the whole playground could hear it clearly.

There was laughter everywhere.

Finally, they found their opponents. When Shengxia saw the person standing opposite her, she was stunned.

What kind of evil fate is this?

Zhang Shu was wearing a basketball jersey over a T-shirt, and basketball shorts underneath. Below that, he was wearing knee pads, the pair she had given him, and they were a little frayed.

The sunlight hit his fluffy hair, leaving fine shadows on his eye sockets and also covering his cold eyes with a layer of soft light filter.

Otherwise, winter has already arrived around here.

She looked away.

The teacher came over to explain the rules. When he read out the names of the opposing teams, there was a burst of laughter on the court. It was midsummer, and everyone was as stiff as a snowman in winter.

The Guangzongyao Group VS the Puppy Love Inspection Group.

The name of Zhang Shu’s group is – Puppy Love, Inspection, Group?

There are really quite a few people with chuunibyou in this class.

Shengxia can play volleyball, but her serve is not very good and always goes over the net. Although it is not a foul, it is a bit tricky.

On her third pass across the net, she received a warning glare.

Zhang Shu calmly grabbed the ball and said solemnly: "Don't challenge my tolerance again and again."

The atmosphere is subtle.

Zhang Shu's words are a bit too much, aren't they? Unless he has a hidden agenda and is not referring to volleyball.

Shengxia was slightly stunned. This was the first time he looked directly at her since the start of the game.

Through the sparse mesh, a cold breath hits my face.

"I..." She avoided the knife-like gaze.

Hou Junqi tried to smooth things over, "Xiao Shengxia, stop serving and stand in front!"

She stood in the front row, facing the tall figure across a net.

That look almost pierced her through.

The whistle at halftime was like a life-saving straw. Shengxia quickly fled the scene and went to the shade of a tree to cool off.

She saw Xin Xiaohe running towards her, but stopped halfway, looking at the other side of the playground.

Shengxia followed her line of sight and saw Zhang Shu walking towards her with a bottle of mineral water.

She is the only one in this direction now.

Xin Xiaohe blinked, turned and left.

Zhang Shu had long legs and feet, and in a few steps he reached her. He put his hands on his waist and looked down at her.

Nor speak.

I feel a little sleepy after exercising in the hot summer, and my brain doesn't work very well.

She actually looked up at him blankly.

A gust of wind blows by, bringing a slight coolness.

Neither of them noticed the gazes coming from all directions.

Zhang Shu spoke first: "You are so stupid, you don't know if you will be cheated when you go abroad?"

Shengxia came back to her senses and felt that she was too weak in this position. She clapped her hands and stood up, a little annoyed, and replied, "Don't worry about it."

Zhang Shu squeezed out the mineral water and handed it to her.

Shengxia felt a little uncomfortable. This was a gentlemanly behavior, which was too different from his behavior today.

Just as she was about to take it, he withdrew his hand, tilted his head back and continued to pour water into his throat. He drank too quickly and his Adam's apple rolled up and down repeatedly. Water beads flowed down his thin neck. She couldn't tell whether it was sweat or water.

Shengxia hurriedly looked away.

Also put away your own self-conceit.

Zhang Shu turned his head and looked at her. "I'll taste it for you to see if it's poisonous. Don't drink anyone else's water in the future."

ah?

Shengxia didn't react until she noticed that the mineral water she had just placed at the edge of the field was missing.

Is the bottle in his hand the one that Huangmao just gave her?

I’m almost done drinking this, want to taste it?

She looked at him questioningly.

Zhang Shu looked away, looking at the empty bottle of water, and said without embarrassment, "I've finished it. Sorry."

As he spoke, the water bottle flew in a parabola and landed in a trash can a few meters away.

The sound of "clang" was neat and precise.

He didn't seem embarrassed at all.

Then he said to her, "Don't act like you're being taken advantage of. I'll buy you a bottle as compensation. Wait."

Then he ran to the supermarket in the dormitory area.

Before the start of the second half, Zhang Shu came back and Shengxia took the water from him as "compensation" - it was not the brand he had just drunk, but a recent internet celebrity brand with various internet celebrity quotes printed on it, which became a hit.

I never bought it in midsummer because it doesn't taste good and is overpriced.

She glanced at the bottle, which read: A wise man does not fall in love.

midsummer:……

A cool breeze blew from time to time, and she didn't know how to control her wild thoughts.

At night, Shengxia lay in bed, tossing and turning. The institution would start intensive classes next week, and there would be classes every night. She could no longer go to school for evening classes, otherwise she would not be able to explain to Sheng Mingfeng.

Lu Youze sent a message saying that he was going to take a long vacation and asked her if she wanted to go with him.

Lu Youze has seldom gone to evening classes recently.

Shengxia asked: "During the day?"

Lu Youze: "Well, I have classes at night and I have to study and digest the knowledge on my own during the day."

Shengxia said, "I don't know, let's wait and see."

Let’s wait and see.

In the darkness, the image of the young man tilting his head back to drink water reappeared in front of my eyes, as if he wanted to swallow all the helplessness and anger into his stomach so that it would no longer exist.

But, he gave up first?

Why do we say, don't challenge tolerance?

Why……

Sighing silently, Shengxia opened the "Meditation Space" again.

She has become increasingly dependent on this column, and relies on it to get a good night's sleep.

Later in the show, there is not only content that helps you sleep, but deep meditation can also help you relieve anxiety.

The title of this issue is: Busy urban life makes people invent rules. Living and working according to the rules is orderly, but it also makes people fall into the vicious circle of the framework. Trying to jump out of the framework and think from the perspective of others may be a good way to get rid of the bottleneck and relieve anxiety.

A gentle female voice came, and Shengxia closed her eyes and relaxed.

"Now, think of the problem that bothers you as a polyhedron. Stop looking at the side that you can't break through and turn to the other side. Imagine there is a door. You stand in front of the door and push it open to see if there is anything you have overlooked. It may be contrary to the usual framework or something insignificant. Imagine whether it has the effect you have overlooked... If not, close the door and we will go to the other side..."

Shengxia seemed to be floating in the air, surrounded by dense manuscripts, and she pasted them one by one into the polyhedron...

What remains at the end are those chapters that are difficult to classify and are not well-known.

There are more than twenty articles in total.

So much?

"Imagine if it has a role that you have overlooked..."

Shengxia suddenly opened his eyes.