School time is always so simple and beautiful, regular and natural.
Get up early every day and go home in the afternoon, taking your thick books with you.
No matter how lazy and tired you are, you will eventually have to step by step from getting up from bed to walking into the school gate, sitting in your own place at the classroom desk, and doing your own things.
Older people call this kind of life an ivory tower.
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An Yiran didn't speak, feeling a little mocked at himself.
Sure enough, she deceived even the feelings of junior high school students so casually, but in order to stay in this school stably, she couldn't make up any other better reasons.
After that day, the news spread among the classmates.
Without An Yiran knowing, all the classmates knew that this person had not come to school because he suffered from a serious illness after his parents died in a car accident. of depression.
Some people still think that after suffering from depression, An Yiran stopped eating, not sleeping, and even self-mutilated, damaging her body, so she never came to class; others said that she was suffering from a serious illness.
Severe autism, has been receiving treatment in the hospital.
It had only been a year, especially after An Yiran said that she had suffered from depression.
As we all know, the treatment period for this kind of symptoms is usually very long.
All the students in the first class of junior high school felt that An Yiran's depression had only stabilized slightly and was not completely cured yet.
They must let her feel the warmth and love of the class.
As a result, no one mentioned this matter again, and many students in the class took the initiative to interact and talk to An Yiran. greeting.
After class, I was concerned about whether An Yiran understood what the teacher said during the activities.
Take the initiative to invite An Yiran to join the group and play games together.
When doing class hygiene, when An Yiran takes out the garbage and goes downstairs, he is concerned about whether the garbage is too heavy, whether he can find the trash can, and whether he has any problems in life.
An Yiran felt both warm and helpless.
I thought it was strange at first, but later my spiritual consciousness heard everyone's private discussion.
Only then did I understand the reason, and I felt a little dumbfounded.
But I still think these kids from No. 3 Middle School are very cute.
She somewhat understood why An Yingjie and Uncle Zhang.
Aunt Xu wanted her to go back to school again and again, because there were some things that she couldn't get by herself.
There was a trace of embarrassment in her heart.
She did not get along with her classmates with a sincere heart, but she was loved and cared for by everyone.
I suddenly woke up inside.
She didn't know when.
She has become so selfish.
An Yiran suddenly felt that she was very ugly like this.
She never cared about other people's feelings, blindly deceived her classmates without any bottom line, concealed important things about her family, and was self-centered in front of her friends.
She takes herself too seriously and ignores so many people's feelings for her, which is really stupid and cowardly.
An Yiran felt that she could never be so emotional, she was indifferent and selfish.
But he still got everything he wanted.
She felt that her cultivation of immortality had reached some kind of bottleneck, and she was terrified from the very beginning.
It has gradually calmed down now.
She hadn't used the method of cultivating immortals for a long time, and she just kept practicing at night.
As the days went by, the classmates discovered that An Yiran's depression seemed to have gradually stabilized, and they began to lower their barriers in their hearts and let each other step into the door of friendship.
In a nutshell, all the classmates gradually accepted An Yiran, and some of them even maintained a good relationship with her.
Regardless, it's a novel experience.
Fu Xi and Lin Yi also learned about An Yiran's situation.
They did not confess directly, but they were still happy inside.
The aloof goddess finally learned to step down from the altar by herself.
Whether it was her indifference or her smile, An Yiran had a sense of distance, a sense of distance that her peers could not cross but could not compare to.
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She might not feel it at first, but over time, the sensitive Fu Xi discovered this trait in An Yiran.
But Fu Xi felt that she couldn't describe this feeling.
The only adjective she could think of was cold.
The classmates in the first class of junior high school think this girl is very good, she is so beautiful, and she is not difficult to get along with.
In addition, everyone is a little sympathetic to her.
Even if An Yiran sometimes doesn't talk to others, they don't care.
How to be angry.
They think everything is the reason for An Yiran's depression.
An Yiran shrugged, and she was helpless about this.
She had already learned the knowledge in junior high school, but the worst part was that she had to listen to the teacher teach it again.
Listening to the teacher starting from the basics, the children in the first class are all the top figures in the third middle school, and everyone listens attentively.
An Yiran used a small illusion to pretend that he was listening attentively.
In this noisy environment, she calmed down to practice.
She felt that she was expected to reach the fourth level of foundation building by the middle of this year.
Sitting next to An Yiran is a boy named Song Shi.
He definitely deserves the title of chatterbox.
He has endless things to say every day.
After class, he was like a trumpet, and one-third of the boys in the class liked to get in front of him.
But Song Shi never spoke during class, so An Yiran finally got a moment of silence during class.
"An Yiran, did you understand what the teacher just said?"
Song Shi pushed An Yiyi and asked.
He saw that An Yiran listened so carefully, so he must have understood.
An Yiran left a trace of consciousness to prevent himself from falling into deep cultivation and forgetting the surrounding environment.
She opened her eyes, and reality and illusion merged together in the next moment.
An Yiran said with a smile, "I understand."
Although she didn't listen, she knew what the teacher was talking about even if she looked at the textbook.
"Then tell me about this question."
Song Shi asked, "Here, I don't understand this part about the electromagnetic field.
How does the left-hand theorem compare?"
When Song Shi asked this question, his heart was beating so fast that it was about to burst.
He was very nervous, but the next second he saw the smile on An Yiran's lips.
With dark pupils, slightly upturned eye corners, fair skin, smiling face, and hair flying in the wind, he looks like a star on TV.
An Yiran didn't care about Song Shi's strangeness at this time.
Maybe she noticed something was different, but she didn't take it to heart.
It is a very simple and direct retelling of what the teacher said.
Song Shi found that he didn't understand.
An Yiran said it again patiently, Song Shi's head was filled with confusion. . . . . t It was completely impossible to hear what An Yiran was talking about.
There were a few boys who played well with Song Shi from a distance.
They saw Song Shi's predicament at a glance and laughed mercilessly.
Song Shi saw those bastards and had the guts not to leave after school.
To be continued
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