Since Li Jingjing passed away, I can't remember how many nights I tossed and turned in bed and couldn't sleep. I can't remember how many times I counted the stars. This is how the dead are, and that face can't be gone in my mind.

I am like a fish, unable to find my own way out in the vast universe. Every night I count the stars, bit my thumb, and cry silently.

"Nuo Nuo, get up and have dinner."

My mother stood outside the door and knocked on the door. I reached out and pulled the quilt and covered it with my head. I couldn't open my swollen eyes, and there was a wet pillow on one side of my cheek.

The hot summer wind swept across the fields, the lush forest, and the sunflower on the roadside. It shines with the sunlight and welcomes the wind in an upward posture.

As a senior high school student, I walked on the road to school again, and the person who was with me was still Wang Ziyi.

Wild flowers on the roadside are blooming, and a bee flapping its wings is trying to get close to the bright petals of the sunflower. The sky is above the white clouds, and the blue sky is sprinkling from the dense branches and leaves of big trees.

"Nuo Nuo, you have finished a lot of courses in the second semester of your second year of high school. Now you are going to be very difficult to go to the third year of high school."

I understand Wang Ziyi's words. What she said is not only the course she has pulled down, but more about my current physical condition.

"It's okay, I'll just put more effort into my studies."

This is the first afternoon of the third year of high school. All the students coming and going, their faces are full of endless love, and their tired and heavy bodies miss the past at this point.

The leaves above my head fell down, as if their last vitality was gradually fading away. The faint pain passed through the cold eyes of my eyebrows and reached my flesh and even my bones.

Wang Ziyi and I walked side by side, and the students passing by were looking at me wearing long sleeves. It was not surprising that I wore long sleeves. What was strange was that I wore them on such a hot day.

"Did you hear that it's her, the girl with long sleeves. If it weren't for her, senior Gao Haoyi wouldn't have gone abroad."

A girl around me pointed at me, her face filled with disgust and disdain that could not be concealed. Her eyes looked at me like she was looking at a virus and a piece of garbage.

I lowered my head and after a summer vacation, my bangs grew longer, so when I lowered my head, it would cover all my eyes and prevent me from seeing other people and things.

My hands tightly pulled the strap of my schoolbag on my shoulders, and my heart was quiet, and my nose was filled with the fresh smell of the soil that filled the air.

There are fewer and fewer people on the road, and the willow branches on both sides of the road are slender and soft, like a waterfall pouring down, swaying their waists in the breeze.

I raised my head in a daze. The door in front of me seemed to have not appeared in my memory for a long time. I stepped into the classroom door and familiar faces appeared in front of me.

Those memories drilled into the pores of the skin unscrupulously, stretched like vines, tangled into the heart and lungs, suffocating me, causing pain, and numbness.

There were a few people sitting in the classroom. Because the liberal arts and science were divided into subjects, there were a few strange faces in the classroom. I looked around the people in the class, and Wang Ziyi took my hand and returned to her seat.

I sat in my seat silently, reluctant to take out the textbook from my schoolbag, and looked at the ground like an ostrich.

"Hi!"

Someone reached out and patted me on the back. I moved the stool forward a little and lay on the desk. Wang Ziyi just glanced at me, pursed her lips and didn't say anything.

"Classmate, have you not brought the textbook? I have two, so I'll lend you one."
Chapter completed!