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Chapter 175 It's Difficult When We Meet (Part [-])

On April 29, the sun is shining.

Today was Lu Jinnian's last day at Zilin, but Pu An's mood was much worse than his.Early in the morning, Pu Anhao went downstairs to the hotel, took out his mobile phone and called Lu Jinnian.

"Lu Jinnian." Pu Anhao said. "Are you up? I'm downstairs."

"I'm here too." Lu Jinnian said.

"Huh?" Pu Anhao turned his face and looked around, who would have thought that he was right behind him.

"Hey, are you actually behind me? Always?" Pu Anhao thought it was incredible.I didn't notice it all the way.

"Yes, I've been there all the time." Lu Jinnian approached her with a nice smile on his face.

At dawn, he walked out of the hotel gate. Under the gray-blue sky, Zilin gradually woke up from his deep sleep. He walked through the main street and walked into the alley. He passed by the middle-aged couple who were pushing a small cart selling breakfast. Their expressions were peaceful. , hot air rose from the top of the steamed bun covered with a thick white cloth.Opposite is also a shop selling pancakes, under the small dim light bulb is a double-layered glass cabinet.A middle-aged woman in a plaid apron stood in front of the locker.Going forward is a small vegetable market, not so much a vegetable market as a small street of vegetable vendors.Vegetable farmers who work from dawn to dusk, all kinds of fresh vegetables, and the smell of fish and shrimp.This small street is the shortcut to school that Pu Anhao told Lu Jinnian the first day.

The lives of these people are orderly in all kinds of chaos. Maybe we have never participated in it, but we always pass by.

The reason why Lu Jinnian got up so early was to go to Pu Anhao's school for a walk.He wanted to see those places that Park Anhao had mentioned countless times or inadvertently, such as the playground, canteen, cafeteria, teaching building, green ivy on the south wall, flower beds full of roses in the north, green basketball hoop, Abandoned bunker.As long as it was mentioned by Park Anhao, Lu Jinnian wanted to read it one by one.

At the end of April, Zilin is still a good time for spring flowers to bloom.The campus in the early morning is still filled with a faint fragrance, maybe it is the fragrance of flowers and herbs or the unique smell of the morning.On the playground, there are boys who are diligent in getting up early and doing morning jogs, lap after lap, swaying sweat and youth.Lu Jinnian thought of his own school, every morning there were boys and girls running around the track like this.But he himself had never gotten up so early.Occasionally, when the weather is good on weekends, I will go out to climb mountains and cross-country with my friends.

Lu Jinnian guessed that Pu Anhao, like himself, did not have the habit of doing morning exercises.I habitually stay at home, and only go out to breathe fresh air when the weather is good.

Passing under the green basketball hoop, Lu Jinnian's fingertips touched the steel bracket, feeling a little cold.Pieces of patent leather fell off in some places, exposing black steel.

Also went to the cafeteria.crude.This was Lu Jinnian's first impression.One teacher canteen and two student canteens.White dining table, blue stools.On the concrete floor, in the glass window of the cafeteria are busy cafeteria chefs, taking steamed buns from the steamer.Remove the noodles from the pot.Strong and strong.Symphony of joy.Lu Jinnian bought a bowl of pork rib powder at the third window, and found a seat to sit down.Hi, do you sit down and eat a bowl of rice noodles like this one morning?Lu Jinnian put the bowl on the table and thought lightly, in an instant, he smiled again, Pu Anhao didn't like rice noodles in the morning.However, it is also possible to sit where I am sitting at noon.

(End of this chapter)