bullyxtreme Chapter 865 I really want to
Chapter 865 I really want to
Open your eyes.
Xu Xuan subconsciously picked up the mobile phone under the pillow, turned it on, and the blue photo screen shone a faint blue light on his face.
She quickly glanced around and saw that there seemed to be some expectation hidden in the pupils. But when she found that everything was still the same, she put down her phone in disappointment and went back to sleep.
Everything was normal, she didn't go back, and all this was not a dream.
It's been three days.
The fantasy of three days of closing my eyes was shattered when I opened my eyes.
Every night before going to bed, she would prepare herself mentally to coax herself to sleep. After regaining consciousness the next day, she would immediately observe the world with great trepidation.
November 2023, 11, the third day in this time and space.
Unfortunately, today is also an unhappy day.
She lay in bed like a lazy child and refused to get up, longing for the familiar knock on the door and a voice, either arrogant or gentle, calling her to get up.
And now, the sound appeared.
But it wasn't what she longed for, but a very familiar and even terrifying double voice.
“Ding Ling Ling——”
"Xu Xiaoxuan! You're going to be late if you don't get up!"
The sound of Liu Di calling her to get up overlapped with the sound of the alarm clock. Even though she was very reluctant, Xu Xuan still struggled to get up, threw away another pitiful and ineffective fantasy, and ran to the public class classroom at 8 a.m. with her roommates.
——Even if it is not the main time and space she lives in, the middle school girl who can travel through time and space still cannot avoid Zaoba.
As I ran along, all the scenes and people, familiar or unfamiliar in my mind, passed by one by one.
The breeze blew through her hair, she gasped, her eyes felt a little dizzy, and her breath through her nose was blocked by the mask. Xu Xuan wanted to tear it off to breathe fresh air.
But the next second——
The subconscious movement of his muscles paused, his hand froze in mid-air for a moment, then he moved it behind his ear as if nothing had happened and pretended to tidy up his not-so-messy hair.
She coughed twice uncomfortably.
The leaves above his head were swaying in the air and floating down. At this time, the trees on the roadside had turned completely yellow. Xu Xuan weighed the little red schoolbag behind him and stepped into the classroom.
Last year, after the leaves turned yellow, it snowed several times and then the Chinese New Year came. My memory of the Chinese New Year has become a little vague and I can’t remember it. I guess it was erased by Xiao 7.
But the start of school after the New Year is the beginning of spring.
Early spring is the season when all things come back to life. Hope is born here and the story begins to be written.
And none of that matters.
She wanted to say that what was important was…it was also that season when she met them.
The yellow leaves are about to fall, the first heavy snow of winter is about to fall, and the roadside snack stalls are about to open.
Usually, there would be one or two tall figures accompanying her as they walked, laughing and joking. Occasionally, they would raise their hands and smile to remove the dead leaves from her hair. Their shadows would be lengthened and magnified by the yellow lights on the roadside.
The air was filled with happiness that was overflowing.
Like one.
One that is so sweet that it makes your teeth fall out, filled with all the love, and you can never finish eating it.
Now, she was walking alone on this road, carrying a small red schoolbag, wrapping her collar tightly, in the gradually darkening evening.
The tall figure disappeared, she lowered her neck and shook her head casually, and a few dead leaves were thrown away and floated into the distance.
The lights on the roadside are no longer warm and bright, revealing an inexplicable loneliness and desolation.
she thinks.
She misses them.
I really want to, really, really... I really want to.