Lin Zhi smiled, she liked others to praise Zhouzhou.

Her Zhouzhou is really cute.

The people sharing the table didn't ask any questions. Lin Zhi lowered her head while eating, trying not to let more people recognize her.

Just halfway through her meal, her cell phone rang.

It was actually Yan Jia who called.

What was he thinking?

Lin Zhi covered the receiver and answered the phone: "Hello..."

"Have you eaten?"

"Eating now."

"Oh, leave me alone, come to Class 37, Senior High School, I'm in your class."

"I've graduated, that's not my class."

"I asked you to come over."

Yan Jia's domineering tone made her breath hitch.

Her breath was very unstable, so she calmed down and said, "Change the place, people will see you in the classroom."

"Why, the relationship between us is so shameful?"

"What do you think?"

"Then I don't mind making this relationship a little more shady."

After that, Yan Jia hung up the phone.

Lin Zhi thought for a moment, fearing that Yan Jia would come looking for her, so she immediately put down her bowls and chopsticks.

The old classmates who were sharing the table looked up: "Lin Zhi, you don't want to eat?"

"When you're full, you eat slowly."

She quickly ran to where Class 7 was.

After so many years, the location of the class has not changed, it is on the fourth floor.

She climbed all the way up the stairs, her breath unsteady, panting, her cheeks slightly red.

After the college entrance examination, she thought she would never stand in this place again in her life. She thought she would forget everything here forever... Now, when her feet stood at the door, her legs trembled slightly, her shoulders shook, and she almost burst into tears.

Out of the eyes.

The place where all her youth was buried.

All time - the bright, the dark, the shady, are buried here.

At this moment, it was like the gauze on the wound was being lifted off. She thought the wound had healed long ago, but she found that the wound was ulcerated and there was no cure.

Today, the sunshine is very good.

Yan Jia was sitting on the desk where she once sat. She was tall and against the light, her facial features were clear and handsome, and her eyes made it difficult to guess her emotions.

Holding a cigarette, blue-white smoke lingered on his fingertips, and his other hand was playing with a lighter. His posture was calm. Everything seemed like a painting in time, or just a dream.

But Lin Zhi knows that today is not yesterday.

Yan Jia did not smoke yesterday.

Lin Zhi walked into the classroom, and a thin and thin figure appeared at the door.

At that moment, Yan Jia raised his head.

With their eyes facing each other, time seemed to stand still.

They stared at each other for a long time, and neither of them spoke.

Yan Jia blew out a puff of smoke and said, "Forget it, what, am I eating people? Stand so far away."

The classroom is still the same classroom, but the students are no longer the same students.

The position he occupied once belonged to her.

"Yan Jia, it's best not to smoke in the classroom." She said calmly.

"Okay, okay, okay, whatever you say is what it is." Yan Jia put out the cigarette butt and picked up a portion of beef rice noodles on the table with his fingers, "Two portions of Grandma's rice noodles from the restaurant in front of the school, come over and eat together.

I just haven't had lunch yet."

The familiar smell caused a hazy mist to form in front of Lin Zhi's eyes.

She had no money before, so she mostly ate in the canteen, and occasionally went to the streets outside school to eat snacks.

Grandma's pho is one of her favorites.

Yan Jia was rich, but after they started dating, he ate with her many times. He said that it turned out that the school still hid such delicious snacks, and he asked her to take him out to eat more often in the future.
Chapter completed!