Time passed in the blink of an eye, and the day became even hotter.
The college entrance examination is coming up in two weeks, so everyone went to the playground to take graduation photos.
Those students who took extra classes abroad also came back one after another.
Among them, Lin Zhifang walked up to Jiang Jiang.
"Take a picture."
He cut his hair and dyed it back to black. His whole person became much fresher and he looked much more pleasing to the eye. He no longer looked like a gangster in the class before.
Jiang Jiang, who was always wearing a ponytail, raised her clean and fair face and asked, "Who are you?"
The sunlight was a bit dazzling, so she had to squint her eyes and look at the person in front of her, trying hard to remember where she had seen him before.
But at this moment, my mind is filled with a bunch of formulas, and after thinking about it for a long time, I can’t even remember who the other party is.
Lin Zhifang: What the hell!.
"I! Lin! Zhi! Fang!"
The roaring words seemed to be reminding Jiang Jiang of something.
Jiang Jiang thought for a while and shook his head, "I still don't know him."
Gan!
Lin Zhifang was at a loss for words, "He's the same person who stuffed finished cans, bottles and waste paper into the belly of your table every day."
"oh."
When he said this, Jiang Jiang nodded as if he suddenly remembered it.
"So it's you."
"..." Lin Zhifang, after a pause, asked in disbelief: "Do you remember who I am?"
"Yeah, I remembered it."
There is a person who puts the bottle of mineral water he finishes drinking into his drawer every time.
Saved myself a lot of things.
"Are you still picking up trash now?"
As soon as Lin Zhifang said his words, he felt a little regretful.
Listen and see what you are saying.
Jiang Jiang shook his head, "I won't pick it up anymore."
Although I wanted to pick it up, I had no time to do so.
"It's okay if you don't pick it up. You don't need to pick up trash in the first place."
This girl is good-looking, with a clean little face.
Why do you have to do that?
Besides, how much can you sell the scraps for?
"I'll pick it up after I finish the exam."
Jiang Jiang smiled.
To put it bluntly, there is still no way around picking up trash.
Lin Zhifang laughed twice and said, "We are about to graduate. Let's take a photo together?"
Make the invitation again.
I won’t see this little face anymore after I graduate.
I have to take a photo to keep as a memory or something.
"It's better not to."
Jiang Jiang shook his head, seriously not giving him any face.
Lin Zhifang: "!!!"
It seemed that he didn't expect that he would be rejected again.
His face suddenly turned pale, and he stopped talking and looked at Jiang Jiang for a long time.
Jiang Jiang's reaction was a little slow, "What else do you have to do?"
"you……"
"It seems like nothing is going on. I'm going back to write the papers. You should do your best for the exam."
Jiang Jiang explained again politely and politely, and then turned around and left.
I was so stunned that I didn't even look back.
Their classmates returned to the classroom one after another.
Lin Zhifang was left standing alone on the playground, laughing mockingly.
They have been in the same class for three years, but there is not a single photo of the two of them.
Lin Zhifang, Lin Zhifang, it would be really embarrassing to tell this.
Jiang Jiang returned to the classroom and buried her head in it for a long time.
When school was about to end, I remembered that Lin Zhifang often bullied me.
It seemed that I was right not to take pictures with him.