At Pipi's birthday, in June, it had rained heavily. Suddenly, C City had become a stormy ocean. The radio said that there was lightning and thunder outside the door, and pedestrians were hit by it. At the same time, there were warnings not to brave the water, because there were several sewer covers on the C City Street, and there were teenagers who had fallen into the waterway and their bodies could not be recovered. However, as early as a week ago, Tian Xin had agreed that Pipi would come to her house to celebrate her birthday. That day, Pipi bought the cake, invited a few good friends, the rain poured, and though the sisters of Peach Blossom Island did not arrive, Tian Xin came on time. When Pipi entered the door, she carried an empty basket. She looked very embarrassed and said that she was scared by the thunder. Her hands shook, and the fruits and gifts in the basket fell to the floor. Pipi enjoyed her birthday, but later Tian Xin was seriously ill, got pneumonia, and stayed in hospital for a month. She almost couldn't bear to enter the examination room.
Pipi felt that measuring a person's kindness depended upon how they treated the weak rather than how they treated the strong. Therefore, Tian Xin was a friend who could foster deep friendships.
In C City One, the college entrance examination was definitely the most dramatic moment, but Pipi felt that its drama was not reflected in the day of the college entrance examination, or at the moment that the score was announced, but the class reunion after many years.
Although each student refused to let the score define themselves, secretly they were very worried about it. Yes, at that age, the name was the parents', the money was the parents', the clothes worn on the body were all the parents'. Only the score belonged to the student.
Among the students in Pipi's class, there had always been worthy achievements, the college entrance examination had been stable, and there was Tian Xin and Wang Wei, who had always been excellent at university.
The auction that Pipi went to that day was opposite a huge street park.
In the crowd of citizens doing their morning run, she saw an old man wearing a thin jacket and shivering, sitting on a stone bench and trying to write something. The old man's hair was very messy, his clothes were in disarray, but his wrinkled brows had a strange majesty.
"Morning Bobo!"
The old man turned and looked at her: "Morning, Pipi."