Chapter 2 Dawn Three

  Three

  This summer finally disappeared after a heavy rain, the autumn in the south is not like the north, even in the deep autumn, the trees by the school road are still lush and green, occasionally dropping a fallen leaf, elegantly spinning in mid-air, then falling silently into the fragrant soil.

  Blue? C still lives a three-point life every day, and on weekends, he follows Zhang Chongyu's ass back home. In an unintentional discovery, he found that Zhang Chongyu's house and his own house are only separated by a distance of one old street. So every weekend, he intentionally or unintentionally stands in the school's dilapidated bicycle shed, expecting a figure, then quietly rides his bicycle behind him, turning around a corner, left turn again, passing through the city's big lamp tower, and then crossing a bridge spanning the river, finally reaching a steep slope. All the way, he silently follows, until Zhang Chongyu turns into his own courtyard and stops his bicycle. He pedals his bicycle forward, turning into the street back home at the next intersection, with an inexplicable thrill in his heart.

  Days are passing by one after another, time is ticking away bit by bit, and before long, the final exam of this semester has arrived once again.

  "Do you think the teacher will find out if we put a small note in the pen cap?" Zhang Chongyu listlessly examined the pen cap, making a boring joke to Cao Lin.

  "With a mind like that, you might as well spend more time reading books now." Lan snatched her pen cap back and gave Zhang Chongyu a fierce glare.

  Xiao Yi looked at Lan sincerely, pointing to the pen cap in her hand and said: "I think his idea is good, if you don't use it, lend me the pen, there are still many ancient poems that I haven't memorized yet."

  "You're doing so well, why cheat?" Lan Yu smiled nonchalantly.

  "Blue, don't even say it, which exam wasn't I the one who passed her little notes? Without me, could she have even passed math?" Zhang Chongyu sat in Blue's seat with a self-satisfied expression, clasping his hands behind his head and leaning back comfortably against the chair.

  Blue? C irritably grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him up, "Alright, you're all in cahoots with each other. Zhang Chongyu, get up, I want to read my book."

  "Don't get angry, or next time I'll pass you a note too! Hehe." Zhang Chongyu occupied the position with a rogue attitude, winking at the girl with mischief.

  "Get out of here."

  "Alright, alright, I'm leaving. Hehe." Zhang Chongyu smiled and stood up, taking his book back to his own seat.

  Blue looked at his unscrupulous back with a sigh, deeply sighed, and then opened the English textbook in her hand, bowed her head to take a look, and the girl's breathing was a bit urgent. On the cover of the book, a pink paper crane was sandwiched between the pages, and her heart suddenly thumped quickly. Blue looked at Xiao Yi sitting next to her like a thief, who was biting her pen and seriously looking at the math textbook in front of her, secretly relieved, and tightly clenched the paper crane in her hand.

  The pink paper crane had been quietly lying in the pocket of her blue school uniform pants all day, and during class, she would occasionally pinch it gently through the fabric, afraid that it might really fly out of her pocket. Is this a love letter? Lan asked herself for the thirty-seventh time in her heart. It must be, intuition told her. It seemed that in the past, she had only received one love letter, which was in fourth grade of elementary school. Her deskmate had secretly passed her a note during math class, with crooked handwriting that read: "I think you're the cutest girl in our class, I love you." All she remembered was feeling nervous and sweaty, thinking that everyone around her was staring at her, discovering this secret that made her face turn red. Lan looked down, not daring to look at him, until he gently touched her arm with his elbow and passed her another note: "No matter what you think, I won't give up." Lan reluctantly folded the note into a small square that couldn't be folded again, and carefully put it in the separate compartment of her pencil case, afraid of being discovered. Until graduation, that precocious boy never got an answer from Lan.

  This is the second time I've received a love letter, right? Lan'er hid under the blanket, and the people in the dormitory had already fallen into a deep sleep, listening to their even breathing. The quilt was stuffy, and Lan'er took out the slightly wrinkled paper crane from her pocket, opened the flashlight in the quilt, and carefully examined the paper crane on the pillow. Then, she held her breath, her hands trembling as she unfolded it. On the unfolded paper surface, the words were dense and numerous, and her heart racing, she read on.

  Idiot, since the first time I saw you, I was attracted to you. You're smart, kind and cute too. Although sometimes you can be silly, but I still can't help liking you, so I always want to do everything possible to treat you well, buy watermelon and juice for you, and then see your happy smile. Let's not be friends anymore, how about becoming lovers?

  She saw the signature at the end, and Lan's heart suddenly rose to her throat. Zhang Chongyu!!! She was overwhelmed with wild joy, no wonder Lao Lai was sitting in his seat all night without moving, it turned out he was waiting for an opportunity to deliver a love letter. Lan covered herself with her quilt, jumping up and down excitedly in the dark, holding the flashlight and carefully re-reading the contents of the letter, smiling foolishly as she read.

  In the darkness, Lan Qiu clearly heard his own heartbeat, tense and powerful, jumping vigorously. He glanced at Xiao Yi's bed board on the upper bunk, and between himself and Xiao Yi, he had chosen himself. Although he knew he wasn't that great, when everything he had expected, the beauty he often dreamed of in his dreams suddenly became a reality, he couldn't calm down for a long time and didn't dare to fall asleep easily. He was really afraid that it would all be just a dream when he woke up. Lan Qiu turned sideways, curled up, and pulled the quilt up a bit. This night was destined to be a sleepless night.