To Burn On Touch

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Don't catch a cold, it's snowing again in Beijing these days. Chu Mian took off her scarf and wrapped it around Yu Ran's neck, Just try your best, don't think about the result.

Yu Ran put all the painting utensils on the ground, and took a step forward to hug Chu Mian. Through the heavy clothes, they couldn't feel each other's warmth, and their movements were much slower.

Yu Ran said: Lantern Festival on the 5th, I will go home, we can have lunch then.

Chu Mian promised him that it happened that morning was the 100-day swearing-in meeting of the third year of high school, and it was estimated that it would be over in an hour or two.

Yu Ran looked up, waiting for Chu Mian to kiss her, but Chu Mian hesitated to observe the corners of his lips and asked, Are you eating popping candy again?

Why, are you afraid of your tongue? Yu Ran sneered and opened his mouth, Don't you like the grape flavor?

It's all fragrance... Although Chu Mian complained, she still kissed her vigorously, absorbing the warmth from her burning lips in the freezing street.

After sending Chu Mian away, Yu Ran followed the driver to another hotel to prepare for the exams of other schools. Communication University of China's animation professional examination time collided with the re-examination of Ronggang Academy of Fine Arts. After weighing, Yu Ran had no choice but to give up Hong Kong America, a guaranteed school, and go all out to sprint to Beijing.

In the evening, Yu Ran received a call from his mother, asking him if he would go to school to attend the swearing-in meeting in a few days.

Go, anyway, it's the Lantern Festival, and there's nothing to do at home during the day. Yu Ran had already planned this way, and it happened that there was no exam that day, and it was quite encouraging to go back to Chengjun to experience the oath swearing-in with his classmates. And according to Chu Mian, that day was also a celebration ceremony held by the school for everyone.

Li Guirong said: Your class teacher asked if you could speak on stage as a representative of art students. Those science students and liberal arts students are all there, and there is still one more.

Okay! Yu Ran agreed without thinking. This is the first time in his life that he has given a speech on stage besides his self-criticism.

Then I'll call your teacher back. She seems to want you to write a sworn statement or something.

I understand, I understand, I am the best at writing articles. Yu Ran was confident. He deliberately didn't tell Chu Mian, for fear that Chu Mian would intervene to guide him in writing.

The high-speed train from Beijing to Ronggang is very convenient. Yu Ran got up early this day and handed over all the painting tools to the hotel for safekeeping, which is much safer than carrying it with him. Then he went home with important documents, turned on the computer, and quickly wrote the speech for the swearing-in meeting.

At the beginning of March in Ronggang, the ice and snow melted.

Yu Ran finally put on Cheng Jun's black school uniform again, and went to the familiar station to wait for the bus. In the past six months, he has ignored many changes around him, and he didn't even know that the subway near his home was about to be repaired; the newsstand across the road was changed into a small niǎi tea shop, and he remembered that he hadn't read Anime Weekly for a long time. I don't even know the name of the most popular new show recently.

The bus came from afar and stopped slowly. Yu Ran stepped into the car, habitually walked to the last row to sit down, but accidentally bumped his head. He raised his head in surprise, straightened his back, and found that it was easy for him to bump into bumps while sitting here.

It wasn't like this last time.

He looked at his arms and legs, and he couldn't feel any signs of growth, but they were actually taller than last year. As long as he sat down and stretched his legs, a small section of white socks would be exposed under the cuffs of his trousers. The voice of speaking also seems to have changed slightly, with more penetrating power, and Chu Mian often complains that the laughter is too loud.

Yu Ran reacted slowly - he had grown up a bit.

He became closer to his seventeen-year-old appearance. But what kind of appearance seventeen years old should be, he has no idea at all. He is still ignorant, ignorant, young... He still doesn't understand much of what the adults say.

The bus stopped at Jinwutong Street Station, and Yu Ran jumped out of the bus one step at a time, breathing in the cool morning air. The sun shone on the bronze statue at Chengjun's gate, flashing a metallic luster. Looking carefully, the color of the ponytail was much lighter than the surroundings - Yu Ran was convinced that this was the glorious trace left by the Treatman Movement.

Yu Ran! Are you done with the exam?

As soon as he entered the classroom, the students inquired about his exam situation one after another.

It's still early, come back to class in two weeks, and the results of each school will be out in April. Yu Ran said to them patiently, Hey, Mrs. Bai, I have something to show her.

I don't know, the grade office is locked, maybe the teachers are preparing elsewhere.

Oh. Yu Ran stuffed his speech into his pocket, and didn't bother to ask others to help him polish it.

At 9:30 in the morning, when the sun was shining, all the third graders walked into the wide green football field under the sound of the song moments like this, and the teachers also took their seats. But everyone look around,

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