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Lu Miao has always used the most minimalist notebook, which is a few cents cheaper than the candy store.

She thought the book with colorful cartoon characters was fancy, but every time she went to buy a new book, she saw the candy shop and couldn't help but flip it over.

In fact, wanted to buy it, but was too embarrassed to buy it.

One day, on the way to the cram school, Lu Miao passed by the bookstore.

Before Jiang Haoyue worked here, she came here every day, but now that he's gone, she hasn't gone in for a long time.

Ask the bookstore owner.

The bookstore owner said they don't sell books.

Jiang Haoyue is a big liar.

A beautiful coil book, a slightly taller cartoon boy holds an umbrella for a long-haired cartoon girl, with a pink umbrella on the edge, and writes "3344520" in elegant artistic words.

Unspeakably stupid.

Turning back into the book, the umbrella bearer became the little cartoon girl herself.

...

For Lu Miao in the third year of high school, she was copying the notes on the blackboard and doing endless exercises. She looked at the corner of the sky outside the classroom window day after day, waiting for her youth to pass under the slogan "Don't waste your youth".

Weekends are the only respite.

After returning from the cram school, her mother picked her up after work, and was too tired to sleep first.

Lu Miao turned on the TV, turned the volume to mute, and then switched to the entertainment channel that he usually likes to watch.

On the screen, colorful images were silently projected, and she watched intently while eating noodles.

Jiang Haoyue bought a mobile phone after working part-time for two months.

Originally, he used his phone card to call Lu Miao from a public phone booth, once a week. She only goes home on weekends, and on weekend nights, he can get through to her house.

With the mobile phone, they called a little more at first. Lu Miao knew his number, and she could go to the public phone booth to call him.

Later, back to once a week; then again, once a fortnight.

Her studies are busy and his life is busy.

What Jiang Haoyue can tell Lu Miao is his university dormitory life, the new knowledge he has learned, the interesting things about working, the weather in the north, the food in the north, the new friends he has made, the beautiful scenery, the unexpected experiences... But he Born to be taciturn, after reporting good news but not bad news, the remaining few words can be summed up in three or two sentences.

All Lu Miao could tell Jiang Haoyue was how many mock papers she made today. How difficult are those questions, how heavy their homework is, how miserable she is, and how miserable the students around her are.

A long-awaited phone call, except for the routine report of safety, was all about the same thing.

I just don't know why, don't want to hang up the phone.

Even on both ends of the phone, they had all they could say, and there was nothing but each other's breathing, and they still wanted to listen for a while.

No one said "I miss you so much" first.

It's almost like they know each other well.

The distance is too far, it is not suitable for complaining, it is not suitable for sensationalism.

In case someone cried and couldn't wipe the tears for him, the comfort was too light.

Chapter 52

When the college entrance examination was approaching, Lu Miao talked to Jiang Haoyue the most on the phone: My cooking skills have improved a lot.

She said she learned new dishes. This year, when her mother didn't have time to cook for her, Jiang Haoyue had never eaten the dishes she thought up at home alone on weekends.

Lu Miao used to only cook food related to eggs, such as fried eggs, egg custard, scrambled eggs with ham, and scrambled eggs with tomatoes. Now she can cook sausages, gluten, and sizzling tofu.

Lu Miao said that the sizzling tofu he made was better than the one sold by the stall.

"So, I can't go to your city, I can go to your city to set up a stall."

"No," Jiang Haoyue denied her trick: "You can only pass the exam."

But he also knew that Lu Miao said it was too stressful. She was afraid that she would not be able to go to his city because she would not pass the exam.

During the third year of high school, Lu Miao's academic performance fluctuated greatly, and even she herself did not know how she could perform in the college entrance examination.

The college entrance examination was approaching, the classes of the cram school were stopped, and the school no longer held exams. Her busy schedule suddenly became free.

Mom is responsible for taking care of her diet and nutrition, and dad is responsible for taking her to and from school. Whether it is at school or at home, hope she can rest well and meet the college entrance examination in the best state.

Lu Miao was like a full balloon, filled with the expectations of everyone in the family, which naturally included her own. However, only she knew in her heart that she looked confident, but she had nothing in her stomach.

The closer the college entrance examination is, the less she knows what to read.

In her spare time, she numbly opened papers and textbooks to review. When she realized it, she found that she was distracted by the lines of words.

In order to fight against this inexplicable void, Lu Miao locked herself in the room and looked at the things Jiang Haoyue left her.

This was undoubtedly torture for her.

—— Turning over and over, crying a lot after the collapse, and going back to study after crying; finding myself distracted, and then come back to read these things.

Jiang Haoyue was as far away from her as the moon hanging in the sky.

Lu Miao struggled to raise her head, looking at the cold light radiating from him, her eyes bursting with tears.

But she was also thankful for his existence, and ran desperately chasing where he was. She had a goal so that she would not lose her position.

The day of the college entrance examination was sunny.

Lu Miao was sitting in the exam room. It turned out that the exam papers that could decide her future destiny were no different from the mock papers she usually did.

She also seems to be writing those mock volumes that have been done thousands of times, quickly writing down and finishing them.

The moment she walked out of the examination room, Lu Miao's biggest feeling was... She didn't feel anything at all.

She was disappointed to realize that it was all over.

Sitting in Lu Yongfei's car, Lin Wenfang asked her, "Where do you want to go in the summer vacation?"