Chapter five hundred and thirty seventh two little guesses
Cheng Lin looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar face in front of him, his heart extremely complicated.
He never expected that he would meet her here.
Song Dynasty.
Cheng Lin's alma mater, a top student with outstanding high school grades, awakened half a year earlier than Cheng Lin when the first wave of spiritual energy broke out, successfully entered the Ninth Academy, and graduated as the first batch of students in the Ninth Academy of Spiritual Education
, and was later absorbed into the First Division.
I still remember that the first day Cheng Lin entered the Ninth Academy was the graduation ceremony of the previous class of students.
At that time, he, Sun Xiao and others stood on the side of the road and watched Song leave the academy.
At that time, Xie Qingke even mentioned Song's name in a sighing tone, saying that she was ranked among the top ten in that session.
I remember that at that time, Cheng Lin didn't say anything, just stood silently.
Even after Song thought about it, he had never seen this ordinary classmate among the crowd on the roadside.
Yes, classmate.
I don't mean high school, but junior high school.
What Sun Xiao didn't know was that Cheng Lin and Song were in the same class when they were in junior high school, and what was closer to them was that Song once lived upstairs in his house.
That is the so-called neighbor.
Plus we were in the same class, so we knew each other naturally, and we were good friends for a while.
But later, after entering high school, something happened to Cheng Lin's family and his parents divorced, which caused his personality to change and his grades to plummet. However, Song was steadily improving. Coupled with the intense academic pressure and little free time, he gradually became estranged.
Already.
So few people know that the two actually knew each other.
…
"You look surprised." The surprise on Song's face gradually faded.
"Otherwise? I thought you should be in the same department at this time." Cheng Lin said calmly.
The memories of the past seem a bit long ago. Both Song and Cheng Lin have experienced too much in the past year.
Although they are both young, their temperament, mentality, speech and behavior are all very different from their peers. Now, it is easy to control their emotions.
As he spoke, Cheng Lin began to carefully slap this former friend in the face.
Well... her figure is obviously much stronger. In the past, Song Rourou was weak, fair, and thin. I still remember that when she was carrying a schoolbag, her shoulders would be crushed. Although her whole body had the suppleness of a girl, it seemed like she would collapse in the wind.
, also speaks softly and slowly.
Now, he seems to be a different person, taller, with a more well-proportioned figure, his skin is no longer so pale, with a slightly wheat color, his limbs are strong, and the waistcoat line of his waist can be seen through his clothes...
Like a female leopard.
Cheng Lin suddenly had such an idea.
As for his face, it hasn't changed much. His appearance remains the same as before. He just has a pair of red and phoenix eyes, which are shining brightly. His face is radiant, full of vitality and a burst of confidence and fierceness from the inside out.
Only on his face, from the corner of his left eye to his cheek, was a faint mark, like a faded scar.
"It's vacation." While being looked at, Song was also looking at him. Hearing this, he said with a smile, "I just completed a task and took a break. The boss gave me a vacation. I'm going home to see my family."
"When did you come back?"
"The day before yesterday, I visited my parents. Today I came to visit my grandparents. How about you?"
"Almost the same, but I came back for an internship."
"Does fifth grade also require internship?" Song suddenly said.
Cheng Lin said unexpectedly: "Did you see it?"
He didn't notice the spiritual energy fluctuations in Song's body, and he didn't turn on the supernatural power detection. In the world of practitioners, it is very rude to rush to detect others.
"No, I heard it," Song stuffed his hands in the pockets of his sportswear, with a strange smile on his face, "I heard it from Team Leader Xing."
Xing Hong?
Cheng Lin's eyes were clear and he smiled bitterly: "I can't compare with you."
"Excessive modesty is not a virtue," Song sighed with a smile on his lips and gleaming eyes, "Even if you are just entering the fifth rank for the first time, you can still be ranked in the middle of our division, and... considering your promotion
Speed, Team Leader Xing thinks highly of you, you don’t even know it, he even used you to stimulate us after he came back.”
"To excite you?"
"Yes, it's like, 'Look at how good other people's children are, and then look at you', and 'If you don't work hard, you will be caught up by the younger generation,'" Song imitated Xing Hong's tone and demeanor.
, as he said this, he couldn't help laughing, "Don't tell me, it's quite useful. You put a lot of pressure on us."
Cheng Lin was a little embarrassed by these words:
"I thought your department wouldn't pay much attention to other departments, let alone the colleges below."
"Others may not pay attention, but I...have always paid attention to you."
Cheng Lin glanced at her, took a step back, and said calmly, "What should I say?"
"What else can I say? Shouldn't you care about your old classmates? Well, if we count from the Ninth Academy, you are my junior. As a senior, of course I have to pay more attention to it," Song said in a brisk tone.
, then took a deep look at him, "And, if nothing else, you and I will become colleagues in the future. Well, there is a genius junior I know. Of course I have to pay attention to it. In the future, I can form cliques and so on."
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Forming cliques... Cheng Lin was helpless and sighed, "You have really changed a lot."
It is difficult to reconcile the soft and frail girl in my memory with the girl who exudes confidence and strength from the inside out.
In less than a year, if you exclude the college experience, it has only been four months. The changes have been so drastic. It can only be said that the environment really trains people.
"You have also changed a lot."
Song said in a more serious tone, her eyes shining with an indescribable luster, making it difficult to guess what she was thinking.
Cheng Lin felt uncomfortable with this kind of gaze. He glanced at the tightly tied umbrella in Song's hand and said with a smile:
"I've been standing here talking for a long time. By the way, are you going out?"
"Well, let's go to Group 8 to go through the formalities. What about you?"
"Me too, let's talk as we walk over there?" Cheng Lin said, slightly surprised.
"OK."
Song laughed, and the two of them went downstairs, threw away the garbage, opened their umbrellas, and didn't take a taxi. They just walked slowly along the road, talking as they walked.
What we talked about was mostly "business blowback" and childhood memories.
This made Cheng Lin feel a little weird. It was only three years, and it seemed like they had been separated by decades. There was no alienation between the two, nor were they particularly close. They just had a very strange, "old friend" status.
.
Talking about the projection that just ended, the latest form of the domestic cultivation world, Cheng Lin inquired about He Shu and learned that this guy had made meritorious service last time and received a lot of rewards. Song asked about the current situation of the Ninth Academy, and Cheng Lin gave
I said it. It seems that girls are always more nostalgic and have richer feelings about their alma mater.
During this time, Cheng Lin also learned about Song's cultivation.
Fifth grade.
As expected, it makes sense.
As for how many paragraphs it was, she didn't say. Cheng Lin thought about it. He must be much higher than himself who just stepped into the threshold. However, it is precisely because they are both fifth-grade that they can talk. I have to admit that in this society,
On the other hand, people are separated by circles.
Most friends with a monthly salary of 3,000 yuan have a monthly salary of 3,000 yuan.
Those who make millions a year are at about the same level.
It's hard to imagine that a billionaire and a working-class person can have anything in common. Even if they are old acquaintances, they will become estranged. It cannot be said that they look down on others, but that they are in different circles and the topic cannot be discussed, so they are forced to talk.
It's not a pleasant experience together.
In the world of spiritual practice, this is particularly clear because of the natural gap between grades.
If Cheng Lin was only a second or third-grade low-level monk, the situation would definitely be different.
"Do you still remember? When we were in middle school, we agreed to go to a university."
Walking on the street on a rainy day, Song held an umbrella and spoke in a reminiscence tone.
Cheng Lin smiled and said with emotion: "I remember, but later on, when I entered high school, I knew that this agreement would definitely not be fulfilled."
"Actually, you are very smart. If you weren't... you might not have worse grades than me." Song said.
Cheng Lin knew that she was referring to the incident when his parents divorced, so he said calmly:
"There are no ifs in the world. Many things that have happened cannot be changed, especially when people die."
Song pursed his lips, knowing that when he said "people are dead", he was referring to his deceased mother: "The dead people cannot be restored, but the living people can still be cherished, for example, your father..."
Cheng Lin stopped and suddenly turned to look at her:
"In my impression, you are not someone who likes to say this."
His face was calm, his original smile disappeared, and he continued:
"From the moment he abandoned us, I have long thought that he did not exist. Therefore, even though I have been promoted to fifth rank and have the ability to do something, I have never inquired or contacted him, and
Regarding him, I don’t want to hear news about him, I hope you can understand.”
Song also stopped and looked incomprehensible.
Because the two used to be good friends.
So, she naturally knew exactly what happened.
As far as she knew, three years ago, Cheng Lin's father, who worked for a large foreign company, suddenly sent a lawyer to file for divorce. He seemed to have used the long-term separation clause in the marriage law, and the reason given in private was another
There was a new love, but Cheng Lin didn't know exactly how it was negotiated. He only knew that in the end it was a divorce, with custody rights going to the mother, and the husband paying child support.
At that time, Cheng Lin had just entered high school.
Affected by this incident, my performance plummeted.
More than a year later, after his mother passed away unexpectedly, he became even more silent.
Song was fully aware of this incident and once tried to provide comfort.
It was only with the academic pressure and intense courses that the two gradually became estranged.
Cheng Lin knew very well that Song knew about this, so he was even more confused.
In his impression, Song was a very empathetic person who was very considerate of other people's emotions, so it seemed strange that she would take the initiative to bring up this matter that was bound to make him unhappy.
"In my impression, you are not someone who likes to say this."
Facing Cheng Lin's direct gaze.
Song raised his right hand, brushed his hair, looked away, was silent for a moment, and then said:
"Sorry, I brought this up. I didn't mean to."
Cheng Lin took a deep look at her, vaguely feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure it out. He blinked and smiled again:
"It doesn't matter, everything is over. Well, we are here."
Not far in front of the two of them, the headquarters of Group 8 of the Ninth Special Incident Handling Department was standing silently in the autumn rain.