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003: Roll
Jiang Ling knew that the roots of her ears were a little hot, but she didn't dare to look back.
Did they say she just bumped into the boy?
Really! none! chat!
The boy was very close to her, but he never spoke.
After a while, the joking voices around didn't mean to stop, Jiang Lingzhi heard an emotionless voice coming from the side, and the voice was surprisingly pleasant.
"roll."
The tone is not good, those people don't seem to be angry, they are still talking and laughing.
The boy's low and magnetic voice was close to his ears. For some reason, Jiang Lingzhi felt a little heat in his ears.
This station is near the old city department store, and there are many people getting off.
Most of the people left at once, and the group of students from No. 36 Middle School also got out of the car.
There was still no place on the bus, but the air was much clearer than before.
When Jiang Lingzhi turned his face to look out the window, he could just see the group of people standing beside the bus stop.
They were talking and laughing with each other, and after getting out of the car, one of them took a cigarette in his mouth.
The boy is tall, with a cigarette in his mouth, lazy and rambunctious, with a white shirt and black trousers, which makes him stand out from a distance.
When the bus started, Jiang Lingzhi looked away.
There are two stops from the bus station near her home.
After getting off the bus, it takes ten minutes to get home.
Although she has never taken a bus, she has always wanted to try it before, so she has learned about the route home from Uncle Chen.
Today was actually a bad experience.
Crowded and hot.
However, the mood was surprisingly not bad.
Back at home, Lu Yuping was busy in the kitchen.
Jiang Lingzhi changed into slippers at the entrance, and shouted in the direction of the kitchen, "Mom, I'm back."
Jiang Puqing was sitting on the sofa in the living room with a newspaper in his hand. Hearing this, he looked up and said, "Zhizhi is back."
"Dad." After saying hello, Jiang Lingzhi didn't even have time to put down her schoolbag, so she ran to the restaurant and poured a glass of water.
The hair on her forehead was soaked with sweat. When Lu Yuping came out with the washed fruit, she frowned: "I called you and you didn't answer, how did you get back today?"
Jiang Lingzhi drank a glass of water, put the glass on the table, and answered honestly, "I came back by bus."
"The bus? How crowded?" Lu Yuping didn't understand, and wiped her sweat with a tissue. "The car at home broke down and I sent it to a repair shop. Let your dad take you to school tomorrow."
"Oh" Jiang Lingzhi responded casually, took an apple, and walked upstairs with a schoolbag: "Mom, I'm going to do my homework, call me when the meal is ready."
"Go back to your room and practice the piano for a while." Lu Yuping raised her voice and said afterward: "Your dad won't be able to pick you up for a meeting tomorrow afternoon. You can take a taxi back instead of taking the bus."
"I know..." Jiang Lingzhi responded with a longer tone before returning to the room.
The air-conditioning in the room was very strong, and the sweaty school uniform was a little uncomfortable.
Jiang Lingzhi put on clean home clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower.
After taking a shower, sat in front of the piano and played the piano for a while.
Playing the piano is something she has to do every day.
From childhood to adulthood, she was different from other children, and her daily learning tasks were very tight.
When others are playing outside, she can only practice the piano at home, while others are watching TV to rest, she can only do homework and read.