The standpoint of a bystander

Early in the morning, eating the breakfast made by Lin Fengjin, and because it was Jiuyin watching the delicious breakfast made by Lin Fengjin, Jiuyin felt happy because of the delicious food. In particular, milk is equipped with a special taste of the bag, which is a perfect match! ! Although a little upset, Lin Fengjin left a little delicious fried noodles with eggs to Yongxia, but in order to make up for it. Nine tones have to endure, and eat themselves to death! Yongxia sat down leisurely, rubbing his temples, obviously tired, and because he didn't sleep well last night, he wisely sent a bite of fried noodles to Jiuyin's mouth, and then took another bite, knowing that Lin Fengjin next to him was very upset with Jiuyin, but there was no way. He cares about Jiuyin now. Because of Lin Fengjin, I went to school in a sports car today. Quiet, Yongxia gave earplugs to Lin Fengjin. Between Lin Fengjin boredom, Lin Fengjin always shows off towards nine tones. Then looking at Lin Fengjin's faint expression in Yongxia, he sat upright seriously. Appreciate the song seriously, it seems that you don't care about only one song at all. After listening repeatedly, Jiuyin was encouraged, sitting there bored and listening to his own songs. This road is much more crowded than before. Through the window, you can see a series of words such as "Long live Prince Jin". There are many, many new faces. Most of the time, I can't help thinking: I came here because of Lin Fengjin. It can be seen that those people are wealthy children born extraordinary. Lin Fengjin looked out of the window and glanced at them, knowing that they were secretly anthomaniac in Haveri, and now they came here because of their own relationship. There was no Gong Xinle in the crowd. He heard his friends say that Gong Xinle often stood in the middle of the school gate with a large group of anthomaniacs because he wanted to meet Yongxia, but now there was nothing, even the shadow of Gong Xinle. Eyes can't hide the loss. Enter the school, go through the entrance formalities directly and then go to school directly. And Yongxia and Jiuyin are in the same class. Lin Fengjin was disappointed when he saw Gong Xinle there, and named him to sit with Gong Xinle, and the teacher agreed. Also because there is no extra vacancy in the class, Lin Fengjin just filled the vacancy in Gong Xinle. In achieved the goal, delighted to do, completely didn't notice ginger day is dead staring at himself. In a class, no students deliberately disturb the teacher's lecture, and the sound of books falls, and the teacher's high notes also ring. The teacher is also happy because there are more intellectuals in the class, and he is very sad because he doesn't assign homework. What should Yongxia, Jiuyin and Jiang Tian do? As a teacher, I don't want to be reasonable, but I still worry about them in my heart, perhaps because of my profession. At the end of class, the classroom was crowded, mostly because of Lin Fengjin, but he also respected Lin Fengjin's personal free time and was soon dismissed by Lin Fengjin. Lin Fengjin's arrival pulled away all the guys who worshipped Yongxia, and Yongxia fell into a light body. "Xinle, I went to Harvard, but you and my brother didn't come. Leaving me alone is very lonely, okay?" Lin Fengjin spoiled himself, facing Gong Xinle, with a miserable look, which was very pitiful. Gong Xinle looked at Lin Fengjin, but she hasn't seen her for many years. When she was a child, Lin Fengjin often played tricks on herself, so she hated Lin Fengjin when she was young. He is a nuisance. When he grows up, he is so sunny. I can tell from his blonde curls. "Jin, I miss you very much, but you were too cruel when you were a child." Gong Xinle said that he finally skimmed his face. Well, sweat. Lin Fengjin didn't answer any more. He lowered his eyes and was very sad. Lin Fengjin sat down again, buried himself in pretending to sleep, and did not move again. Gong Xinle never knew why she played tricks on her and made her cry. Lin Fengjin is to let Gong Xinle occasionally look at his eyes, and don't always have elder brother in his eyes. Lin Fengjin likes Gong Xinle. Every time he finds his brother first, he will see Gong Xinle. Every time Lin Fengjin made Gong Xinle cry, he knew that he couldn't coax her, so the first thing was to run to find his brother Yongxia. Let him comfort her instead of himself, but every time he is helpless, he still insists on his brother to comfort Gong Xinle. And he silently hid, listening to brother comfort palace Xinle's words, Lin Fengjin always knew Yongxia's "don't cry" to comfort palace Xinle's different words. From childhood to adulthood, until I left to Harvard, it was like this. Gong Xinle didn't know what happened, but he didn't ask any more questions, so he sat quietly in his original seat to study. Then I found that I didn't calm down to study at all. I thought about Lin Fengjin's injury in my mind and wanted to ask him what happened. But I don't have the courage. Next, because Lin Fengjin didn't want his parents to know that he had returned to China and entered Yingya Noble School, he personally went to the principal's office to let the principal hope to be like himself, not to release any news about himself, not at all, and hope that the principal can do it. The following classes are boring, the teacher rigid lecture, the students listens listlessly, do not want to listen to sleep. In this way, Yongxia and Jiuyin skipped school, temporarily took off the bystander's ID card, went to the old playground, and lay watching the blue sky and listening to music to sleep. And then fall asleep. Cherry Blossom Street, flowers bloom, and there is more ruin. Lin Fengjin sat there stuffy, tearing cherry blossom petals. One by one, I don't know how many have been torn off. Listening to the sound of ringing the bell made Lin Fengjin feel a little better, and stopped braising rice. He came back, is to send the love has been late, to his childhood lost in the joy, the girl who often cried by himself. The wind came quietly, breaking the petals on the ground and rolling them up. Cherry blossoms always sound sad. They call people's unknown sadness, but they also send people a trace of comfort and a comfort to lonely people. Cherry blossoms are destined to hurt those who have the heart to ruin. "Xinle, I will cheer, with late love, let you walk into the auditorium from school uniform to wedding dress. I love you." Lin Fengjin said silently in his heart: I will cheer.