After eating this meal, I got on Wang Zhaoyang's motorcycle again. The feeling of crying still existed. I sat behind him, looking at his straight back, wearing a white short-sleeved T-shirt, and my arms were slightly red from the sun without hesitation...

Thinking of these little things, my little thoughts about him, and the fact that he had a girlfriend, we couldn't have, I cried again, and my face pressed against his clothes.

Wang Zhaoyang ignored me, so I simply put my hand on his waist and hugged him and cried. In fact, there are many reasons why I want to cry, probably because of being suppressed, not just because of Wang Zhaoyang.

Wang Zhaoyang felt pitiful, so he ignored me and patted me with his palm. It was still a hundred meters away from the school, and I was crying behind me. When I was about to reach the door, Wang Zhaoyang slowed down and touched the back of my hand again, reminding me, "I'm going in."

I knew what he meant that when I arrived at school, it was inconvenient for me to hold him and cry like this, which made people see it. So I sat down, Wang Zhaoyang straightened his body, opened through the school gate, and then stopped at the teacher's dormitory.

Usually he lives in school. The teacher has his own dormitory and the conditions are not much better than those of the student dormitory. It is just one room for each person and no independent bathroom.

Wang Zhaoyang lived on the first floor and took me in directly. The room was not big, and he had to get on and off the bed, put on the bed and put on the miscellaneous items. Getting off the bed was where he slept.

There was a table, and there were some miscellaneous things for food. There were a few pairs of shoes under the bed, and a few small green plants on the windowsill. I guess it was his girlfriend posed here.

Behind the bed post and the door, there are clothes hanging in the places where clothes can be hung. There are so many clothes for this guy. During our normal classes, we basically don’t see him wearing the same style for a week.

This room has to be evaluated, it is considered a messy and orderly, but not dirty.

Wang Zhaoyang pointed to his bed and said, "You go to bed here. I'll call you before the exam."

I sat short on his bed, and my eyes were not very clear because I had cried, so I asked him, "What about you?"

"I have something to do. I'm so busy with the college entrance examination." Wang Zhaoyang smiled, turned around and took his motorcycle keys, "Go to sleep." After that, he walked out and closed the door.

I observed this room for a while, the place where he lived for three years. For the first time, I felt that I was so close to him.

I found a lot of photos on his desk, including our graduation photos, and other classmates left him with them, including boys and girls. What about me?

After rummaging for a while, I didn't find it. Is it staying in the office? I won't throw it away?

Maybe I should really sleep because crying is very troublesome, eating is even more troublesome, and want to sleep when I eat.

Lying down on Wang Zhaoyang's bed, the old ones would make a creaking sound when they were on and off the bed. His bed was not soft, and the summer quilt had a special smell on him.

I held the corner of the quilt and sucked my nose twice, feeling very satisfied.

I didn't take off my shoes, so I lay down like this for a while, but when I slept, I turned around and lie down. My palms unconsciously copied under the mattress and touched something, like paper and a little hard.

I lifted the corner of the mattress and saw the envelope containing the photo. I opened it and saw that this is my photo...

I looked at my four photos. The two photos wearing my own clothes were not very special, but the two photos of my black halter were taken really well.

Sitting on the ground, stretching out his legs and smiling, his expression was particularly sweet, and his little explosive head didn't look dusty. The backless photo was similar to the nude photo, which I thought was quite charming, and I was very thin, and I could clearly see the butterfly bones on my back.

When I was picking photos for the squad leader, the boys watching saw them and screamed to grab them.

Why is my photo under the mattress? I imagined a picture myself. When Wang Zhaoyang was asleep one day, he suddenly remembered it and took the photo to see it. After reading it, he put it under the mattress.

And can this prove that he really missed me in addition to the friendship between teachers and students...

Forgive me, women are born to be self-indulgent animals.

I tried to consider Wang Zhaoyang's thoughts and feelings when he saw these photos of me from a man's standpoint, but I was not a man after all, and I couldn't feel it thoroughly no matter what.

I put the photo back to its original position, and I didn't plan to let him know that I saw it. I lay down and continued to daze, and gradually fell asleep.

Before the exam began, Wang Zhaoyang knocked on the iron pillars on and off the bed to wake me up. I hurriedly lifted the quilt and sat up, not knowing whether I looked ugly when I was sleeping.

He handed me a towel and pointed to the location of the drain room, "Wash your face."

I hurriedly took the towel and carefully smelled the towel. If I had a big pocket, I would take all of Wang Zhaoyang and put Wang Zhaoyang away as well.

When I took me to the examination room, Wang Zhaoyang kept walking in front, and I followed silently, still observing his back. When I arrived at the place, he stood at the door and said, "I won't say much nonsense to you. Just treat it as normal exams, do as much as you can, don't think about anything else, and hear it."

I nodded.

After a few minutes, Wang Zhaoyang left, he returned and gave me a bottle of iced green tea and asked me: "Do you still want to go to the bathroom?"

I shook my head, he glanced at the time, "It's about to start, go in."

My strength is Chinese. I missed the exam in the morning. Except for English, the rest are basically weak points. It doesn’t matter. How to take the exam.

Scores are not for college, but for Wang Zhaoyang to see. That's what I think.

After the end, I came out of the examination room and everyone had already started to answer each other. I walked silently along the window outside the classroom, still walking very slowly.

When it was almost over, Wang Zhaoyang finally appeared. He came to take me home, but he was worried about me and felt that I might even lose my links at any time.

It is impossible for a person to care about himself to this extent and not to think about it.

The motorcycle was parked downstairs of my house. I got off and Wang Zhaoyang didn't get off. It seemed that he had no intention of going upstairs. The bottle of green tea was still in my hand after drinking half of the bottle, and it was no longer frozen.

Wang Zhaoyang sat on the motorcycle with his legs crossed his legs and said, "I have to continue taking the exam tomorrow."

I had been brewing a sentence for a long time when I was in the car, but I said it and smiled, "Then teacher, will you pick me up tomorrow?"

He narrowed his eyes and frowned, "Do you need it?"

I said, "I don't have a bicycle."

My home is far away, how long will it take for me to walk by walking? Wang Zhaoyang blew the short little hair on his forehead and said, "Then you get up early tomorrow and eat something for yourself. I'll pick you up at 8 o'clock."

I laughed and nodded.

Wang Zhaoyang watched me leave after going upstairs. I can take the exam, and in order to take his motorcycle again, I can take the exam.

The next morning, I got up and got down the bowl of noodles by myself. When I heard the sound of the motorcycle downstairs honking, Wu Yuqing was still sleeping, and I went downstairs with the things.

Wang Zhaoyang took milk from the basket and gave it to me and rode a motorcycle to take me back to school.

From then on, I had a strong motorcycle complex.

I didn't go home at noon, Wang Zhaoyang took my girlfriend to have dinner with me, and his girlfriend called Fang Keru. I finally saw Fang Keru's face clearly. She didn't look amazing. She could only say that she had a very cultural temperament, dressed generously and brightly, loved to laugh, and was very kind to others.

I guess Wang Zhaoyang must have told Fang Keru about my situation, so when eating, Fang Keru took special care of me, advised me to eat more, and told me not to be stressed or anything else in the last afternoon.

She also said, "Actually, when you go to school, your final academic qualifications are not the most important thing. The most important thing is that you have experienced and felt something during the learning process, and then apply these things to your life. But now our country is exam-oriented education, and there is no way."

Wang Zhaoyang smiled and looked at her, "Then you are still in graduate school."

Fang Keru glared at him coquettishly, "That's not because of you, who said that we were taking the exam together, but I didn't get the exam in the end!"

The two smiled sweetly.

I lowered my head silently and ate my meal.

They were together in college and did not separate after graduation. They would get married in the future.

I was talking to a question in my mind, "Sister Keru, I like your boyfriend, do you know?"

After that, I went to Wang Zhaoyang's dormitory to take a nap and flipped through the photos under the mattress. He probably hadn't moved. Maybe he wasn't in the dormitory last night, and his girlfriend was here...

Today, the pulse that Wang Zhaoyang brought to me was not sent to the classroom in person, but went to the other side of the floor.

He said: "Let's go back by yourself after the exam, there are still many things in the school."

I nodded.

He said: "Keep in touch with your classmates and let you know if you have something to do."

I nodded again.

"Then go."

I have been dealing with the college entrance examination these two days, and Wu Yuqing has no opinion on the fact that I have taken the college entrance examination after all.

Looking at her lukewarm attitude, I knew I should go to find a job. I stay at home every day, and she would despise her death, and I didn’t want to see her stinky face.

The one she went to was the next to the singing room where she worked for bathing and checking in. Her first month's salary was only 300 yuan, and there was no bonus or commission.

Work day off and one day off, 24-hour working hours.
Chapter completed!