She sat in front of the desk in a daze for a few seconds. She flipped the book to the place where she had not finished the last time and took out a piece of draft paper to continue counting. On the way, mother Jiang came into the room once. She put a glass of milk beside her and reminded her, "drink it while it's hot. Rest tomorrow. Sleep early today. " She nodded. "I got it, mom. "
"Don't blame your father for being a little stricter with you. He's also looking forward to your well-being. "
"Yeah, I know. "
"Are you still getting used to it in the second year of high school? How are you handling your relationship with your classmates now? Do you still keep in touch with your former friends? "
"I'm used to it. I barely keep in touch with them. " The questions in the middle were beating with her heart, and Jiang didn't ask any more. Jiang's father was watching TV in the living room, and his voice was very low.
Jiang sighed in her heart as she looked at the densely written draft paper on her desk. She closed the door and went out. The monthly exam was next week.
With one hand resting on her chin, she turned the pen in her hand, intending to continue calculating the questions that she hadn't finished just now. This was a big physics question that combined electromagnetic field and kinetic energy theorem. She had been calculating for a long time, but she always found that something was wrong. Her train of thought was stuck in one place and couldn't move forward. She made several formulas and arranged them together.
Looking at the numbers and letters piled together, for the first time, freewill was a little distracted. She lost her pen and lay on the table, staring at the snow-white wall in a daze.
She thought of a lot of things, especially about him. She always felt that the person seemed to have experienced a lot of emotional hurt, like now, only then would he be like a poor child.
Freewill's mind was a little confused, and his eyelashes slowly flickered.
Soon, she was going back to school. She did not know why, but this time when she went back to school, she had a special feeling of reluctance. Especially when she looked back at her father, she always felt that her father seemed to be much older than before.
Papa Jiang waved his hand desperately from behind, telling her to go back to school as soon as possible. Then, he wiped his tears and set off on his own journey back to school.
In November, an Cheng was much colder. He put on his long pants and pulled the collar of his coat up high, revealing only his eyes.
Tomorrow, Gu Yinshu had a very important game, and now he was playing basketball with Song Yan on the Basketball Court.
When she went, Gu Yinshu and the others were almost done. She was afraid of disturbing Gu Yinshu's training, so she didn't go in and waited at the entrance of the Basketball Stadium.
It was already eight o'clock in the evening. The stadium was quite quiet. Occasionally, a small group of people would pass by. They were all players who were participating in the basketball league.
The players who played basketball were not short. Freewill also saw a few people who stood out from the crowd. They were about two meters tall. Being tall was a talent, but there were also shortcomings. Relatively speaking, the coordination was not very good.
Freewill did not understand basketball. She was just imagining things. As she was thinking, Wang Ye's voice came from the Basketball Stadium.
"That's it. Rest early tonight to maintain your energy and stamina. "
When Gu Yinshu left the house, he saw freewill standing under the Magnolia tree not far away. She was wearing dark clothes and was hidden in the night sky. Only her small face was white and eye-catching.
After Wang Ye finished making the arrangements, everyone dispersed. Gu Yinshu got up and walked towards her.
Gu Yinshu had just finished playing basketball, and there was still a hot air around him. The hot air around the youth had a surging hot blood feeling. It was refreshing and clean. After feeling it, others also became energetic.
He wore a jacket on top and basketball shoes and basketball shorts on the bottom. He casually glanced at his tight and slender legs and asked, "aren't you cold? "