The autumn typhoon came, and it rained heavily outside the window. The raindrops hit the iron railing with wild force like hail. It bounced into the window along the physical trajectory, and the students sitting in the row next to the corridor were all turned into "semi-wet beauties" in less than half an hour, and had suffered the laughter of the teacher and classmates mercilessly.

Silently closing the window with eyes and laughter, and naturally took away the toilet paper of the classmate at the next table. Guo Zhiang, who has been the head of the sports for three years, was dumbfounded, looking at the toilet paper bag that had been pulled out of dozens of sheets on the table in an instant, wanting to cry.

"Hey, hey, hey！Where is the classmates love we discuss early？！"

"Gone."

"It doesn't matter at this time."

"What？Can I eat it？"

"My condolences."

Condolences you freak, and don't draw threes at a time！！ Fuck you Chen Boyi！！

He looked around incredibly, his eyes froze on a slender right hand. On that wrist is an iconic bracelet, two streamlined hollow fish-shaped head-to-head, each composed of two lines, and the uppercase "JESUS" engraved in platinum on the fish inside.

Guo Zhiang's eyes were dead, and he looked up along the slightly trembling hand, just in time to meet Yu Ruoling's dark pupils.

"Although you were born only four days later than me, how can you treat your brother like this, sister？"

"...Uhh, "She opened her mouth and made a long sound, "maybe it's because the elder brother always wants to show respect to the younger sister？"

"Where did the conclusion come from！！"

Liu Muxi was still watching this joke not far away, and accidentally sprayed all the water she just drank on the ground. She doesn't know why, but her laugh-points in Guo Zhiang's speech is inexplicably low.

"My bad~"Yu Ruoling raised her eyebrows, and walked away without any guilt. From the beginning of the third year of junior high school, she was appointed by default as the head of the registration of examination of senior high school section, in charge of all the information about the junior high school education exam, high school admission information, various survey forms... and so on.

First of all, the most important first task - the application form for the examination, was wet everywhere by the rain.

Yes, she was doing side hustles in geography class. Half an hour passed, and she basically didn't listen to much, but fortunately, the liberal arts subjects were gradually simplified, and human geography in Europe was generally not a big problem for her. So she checked the registration form with confidence, and then the tragedy happened like this.

Inexplicably miserable. She lowered her head and slowly dried the paper. Some people's signatures were melted away and mixed up in the blank space, leaving traces of black or blue ink.

After next June, there will be nothing left of these things. Even the things she once paid attention to and took seriously, after a certain point in time, there is really nothing.

Yu Ruoling suddenly felt that she couldn't keep anything stay, like a stone nailed to the ground, watching the rain fall, people visiting, creatures crawling...and then she was still the only one left. As funny and absurd as it is -

- But she feels a little sad now. All that she held dear would be lost；friends would leave her, or go their separate ways, and nothing would ever stay in the long run. And she felt as if she was standing on a high place, being bounded to watch these people slowly go away.

Can't help, can't do anything, and they can't see her. Everything is because she is being passionate about herself. In fact, no one really needs her to add a little more motivation to "live". She seems to be an abandoned child abandoned by the world, her wish has never been fulfilled.

'You tell me, why did He treat me like this？'She asked Fong Xuan silently.

Or is this all she deserves？

As expected, she didn't hear Fong Xuan's answer, maybe Fong Xuan didn't answer either. But so what？She looked out of the window, the torrential rain was like the tears of the short girl standing on the corner commuting path of that elementary school six years ago, even though she was emotional, there couldn't see any expression.

"Students, this is the end of this chapter！"The geography teacher turned off the teaching TV, unplugged the USB connected to the sub-box and put it in the bag, "I wish everyone a happy time of off-school"

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Liu Muxi sat on the third seat in the fifth row and yelled towards the front right, "Ling！I haven't had the eighth class this semester. Let's take the bus home together？"

Yu put her mind back and turned around, smiled wildly, and took out the traffic card from the pouch on the side of her schoolbag, "Wait for you to lock the door. Hurry up！”

The innocent Liu ran to chase others away, and the other students made funny faces on purpose, and dodged Liu Muxi's slap again with a flash of footsteps.

For them, Liu and Yu Ruoling, as well as the “boss” Su Hangyi who will return next month, are the most bizarre "beautiful" scenery in this class. It was like a provocation that was staged regularly every day, followed by chasing and being hunted, begging for mercy, provoking again without giving up, slapping mercilessly, allowing two people to chase and kill one at the same time, ending the day.

It's probably a weird visual sense of "whether you're here to go to school or to watch a performance".

But they have to say that most of them secretly envy them - but sometimes only her, the genius who always ranks third in the exam no matter what - no matter in terms of mentality or values, those three seem to be far away from them. And it's far beyond.

Even if only one of them is reliable in studies, sometimes they almost feel that instead of studying hard, it is better to learn how to behave from Liu Muxi - no one dares to ask Su Hangyi - otherwise living in Yu Ruoling's style is also very good.

It is a posture that seems to be chic every day, but not indulgent at all.

At this moment, she was already sitting leisurely on the desk, watching the embarrassment of other unlucky people being "kicked out" one after another with a half-smile.

Even so, the unlucky ones were very happy to be swept away, embarrassed and happy. Her face, which has not changed since she was nine years old, gradually revealed a look of sudden realization, with a mischievous look and a smile, and said.

"You are all masochists."Then she said meaningfully this sentence.

"..."x29

There was a strange, crisp sound as if a chestnut was being crushed. Some of the boys who had a good relationship with Yu Ruoling immediately shouted in revenge. "Oooohhhh！Lilies！！"

Yu："……"

"Not that means！！！"Liu stretched out her slap again.

A group of people yelled "Killer！", and finally rushed out.

*

"Woooo！"

"Well, I'm back. "She brushed her black hair messed up by the wind. It was raining lightly outside, but she didn't hold an umbrella. The red and white sports jacket is covered with drips of water, "How is your day？"

“Wuuuu~"

Mom of puppy bent her lips helplessly, and her brows and eyes softened, "Hey, why are you looking at me with such aggrieved eyes？So pitiful？"

The little black ball lying innocently in the cage with blue-brown shiny eyes wide open was carried out, and as soon as his two front feet touched the owner's arms, he opened his mouth and began to gnaw.

"Hey！Don't bite me. "She patted the little black ball's nose, and unexpectedly found that the color of his limbs from the forearm to the sole of the foot gradually became lighter, "Maybe I should call you Sock？"

What answered her was Milty's distorted expression and unintimidating teeth.

Yu Ruoling put him down, but felt a sudden rush of anxiety and panic. She took a sharp breath, and whole body immediately fell short.

Clinging tightly to the wooden legs of the marble table, her arms involuntarily wrapped around her knees, intending to resist this domineering threat. Physiological tears could hardly hold back from her eyes, she knew she didn't want to cry at all, but she couldn't resist it.

Milty tilted his head and looked at her, sticking out his tongue and licking her hand tentatively.

What to do？Yu Ruoling was at a loss. Although this is not the first time it happened, Fong Xuan helped before.... Now she can't think of any way to resist or calm down this kind of thing. Apart from feeling that the large area in front of the collar is already wet, her eyes are also so dry that when she closes, more tears will flow out.

"...Father..."After all, she was asking for help, and she never prayed for her innermost thoughts - or showed weakness - but if she still continually stubborn, her eyes would break, and her sanity on the verge of collapse almost like Tony Stark's.

"Milty, "She said with a deep breath, "go back to your room, okay？"

Even in front of Milty who might not understand all this, she didn't want to show her vulnerable side. Only in a space where there is no living creatures at all can she completely liberate herself. Sad to say, she is like a traitor to the law of human nature - social animals. Not only did she indulge herself, but the world also rejected her.

Although according to the interpretation of biblical truth, she is indeed not of this world. She belongs to God, the Lord of hosts.

Milty tilted his head, turned around obediently and ran away towards the backyard, leaving only a girl hugging her knees at the foot of the marble table in the living room, trying to control her rampage.

"Father, "She murmured, "save me."

...

'Breathe！Take a deep breath！’"She" punched the ground of nothingness, “her” face stared at the mirror with a grim face - the mirror reflecting the reality of the prime-p.

"Relax, child. "A warm and reassuring hand gently pressed Fong Xuan's right shoulder. His voice was as warm as running water, no matter what, it was a peaceful force that made "her" almost intoxicated, "Let me handle it."

'You handle it…？'It's a pity that Fong Xuan is not in the mood to pay attention to his freaking details at the moment. Since leaving the identity of the bodyguard, "she" has truly possessed “her” most important lack - emotion.

'You handle it…？'Fong was furious, 'If you going to deal with it, you wouldn't be standing here and doing nothing！'

"..."The man slightly lowered his eyes, and an aura of pity and sadness spread from his body instantly. He sighed, then raised his head again and said firmly, "I love her."

Fong Xuan looked at him and didn't know how to reply for a moment.

"I love her, "He repeated, looking tenderly at Yu Ruoling who was still curled up in the mirror.

She was muttering something, but only a few words could be faintly heard. He stretched out his hands to the mirror, pierced through the mirror under Fong Xuan's amazed gaze, and caressed Yu Ruoling's cheeks with an invisible and transparent gesture.

"I love you, rest."

Who responded to this confession were Yu Ruoling's trembling arms and her powerless body that suddenly fell to the ground.

'...In that case, why haven't you appeared all this time, you said you love...'Fong suddenly stopped questioning, staring blankly at the man in front of “her” who looked as noble as a prince but didn't have the slightest aristocratic aura -

- Sadly crying.