A crisp "squeak" door opened attracted my attention, and I immediately stretched my head out of the window.
Right now, a figure is busy closing the door
The figure looked around, and I quickly hid my head back in the window
It’s Hitomi Kaaba, it’s so early in the morning, it makes sense to go for a morning jog!
But why are you so sneaky and wearing a school uniform? I stretched out half of my head and squinted at the situation below.
The light was still a little dark, so I saw Hitomi Kaaba walking straight out of the door, walking alone in the winter morning, the pace was a bit like taking a walk.
But something was wrong. Logically speaking, class didn't start until nine o'clock, and he stayed up all night. No matter how good his habit was, he should make an exception and get enough sleep!
Without thinking about it, I just threw on a coat and hurried out the door, dragging it with me.
Use the fastest speed and lightest steps to secretly follow Hitomi Kaha
I regretted it as soon as I went out. The temperature outside was even lower, and the thick coldness made me tremble all over. However, curiosity destroyed me.
I bit my trembling lips and followed Hitomi Goha on the road in the early morning. Occasionally, a drop of dew fell from the leaves and hit the top of my head.
As the natural light gradually became clearer, and following Tong Ge's quiet back, we arrived in front of the high school teaching building.
The usually noisy campus is now empty, with only a few harmonious chirpings of birds. The quiet holy night is so beautiful!
After turning a few corners, Hitomi Goha came to an old maple tree. It was already winter, and even though the maple tree was still red, it no longer had that vitality.
But...what is this maple tree?
It's the one right next to me!
It is also the tallest and oldest maple tree on the entire Holy Night.
Hitomi Kabasa suddenly stopped, and I also stopped and observed, hiding around the corner, Hitomi Kaaba didn't notice me.
Under the big maple tree, Hitomi Goha bent down, paused for a few seconds, and picked up a maple leaf.
Hitomi Kaaba, what is he doing? He ran out so early in the morning, he couldn't just pick leaves!
Looking at the silhouette, Hitomi Kaaba held the red maple leaf stem between the index finger and thumb of her right hand, placed it in front of her eyes, and looked at the maple leaf seriously through her gold-rimmed glasses, as if she was not very satisfied.
The straight back bent down again, picked up another leaf, examined it carefully several times, and then continued to pick up the next leaf...