The military training has come to an end, and all classes are competing to practice the accuracy of marching and marching.

In the school song, Brother Jun slowly echoed in every corner, and the sense of strangeness gradually disappeared. He had been used to dressing neatly within five minutes after the whistle sounded at five o'clock in the morning, tidying up the bed, and gathering on time; he had been used to standing military posture for an hour every day; he had been used to sitting cross-legged on the ground every day; he had been used to not taking a bath every day; he had been used to the days when he could not take a bath every day; he had been used to the days when 30 people were in a dormitory; he had been used to the time when the young and young people were gossiping every day. Every student became familiar with him. We always complained that military training was too hard, but Xiao Xiao later always missed the scene of military training back then.

One afternoon, after standing for a while, the sky was drizzling and drizzling. The whole class returned to the dormitory. Everyone was playing happily in the dormitory, and then the rain stopped. They came in a hurry and went in a hurry. They always couldn't escape what they should come, and everyone continued to be pulled out to expose the sun, and they were also pulled out to train at night, which made the whole class miserable.

In order to ease the atmosphere, the instructor stopped training and asked everyone to chat together. Sun Hanlin and Gao Lingwei also returned to the class from the international class. At Sun Hanlin's suggestion, everyone started playing with handkerchiefs. Although Xiaoxiao resisted at first, she finally played like a mentally retarded. The instructor also joined the game. Without handkerchiefs, everyone could only use hats instead.

Sun Hanlin quickly got the ball, and walked around for a few rounds, and finally wandered in front of Xiaoxiao. Sun Hanlin held the handkerchief and rubbed it beside Xiaoxiao's ears. Xiaoxiao wanted to tear Sun Hanlin into eight or nine pieces and throw it out. Sun Hanlin stretched the handkerchief towards Xiaoxiao, and the cheers in the class started to squint one after another. Gao Lingwei also squinted his eyes lazily, and Xiaoxiao adjusted his breathing.

In an instant, Xiaoxiao was about to reach out to hold the handkerchief. The cheering sound in the class exploded in an instant, and the hat in front of her was gone. Li Wanru picked up the hat in surprise, her frown and smiled full of tenderness and joy, and small steps to chase, and the laughter gradually faded away. In Xiaoxiao's aftertaste, Li Wanru had already passed the handkerchief to the instructor. Xiaoxiao sat cross-legged on the ground, with the girl's blushing on her face.

When my thoughts were wandering, they were awakened by a sudden elbow.

"Xiaoxiao, get the handkerchief!"

A wireless teasing of the instructor's unexpected human nature sounded in the class, and a round of gossip was fermenting. Xiaoxiao's handkerchief passed by Sun Hanlin and slowly fell on Gao Lingwei's body.

Gao Lingwei was stunned for a moment before picking up the handkerchief and chasing Xiaoxiao lazily.

We are always unwilling to compromise when we were young, but in the end we realized that we are just a game of chess. Even if we try our best to break free, even if we have it temporarily, we are always ten thousand reluctant, and in the end we can never escape the fate we deserve. Our edges have smoothed out the edges and corners through repeated injuries and become warm, and we finally became that way. However, there are more and more people around us, and when we look back, there is no news about the people back then. In the end, we can't escape the arrangement of fate. We meet in a hurry, but we can only miss it.

Everyone was making a fuss, singing the English version of edelixirs, dancing with little apples, how happy it was! Everything was the beginning.

There was no quarrel, no harm, no sorrow, no learning, no one can get along without prejudice, just simply chatting. Until a long time, Xiaoxiao felt that this was the most beautiful time.
Chapter completed!