Withered Broken Ice Blue

Chapter 199: Vibrant Youth Is More Than Just Love

Chi Yizi loosened his grip and said, "If you don't want your mother to know that you and Song Jinan are in love, then just come back with me."

Chi Feiwan gritted his teeth: "I hate you!"

In the end, Chi Feiwan obediently followed him into the car.

Chi Yizi was in the passenger seat and Chi Feiwan was in the back seat, and he didn't say a word to him the whole time.

Chi Feiwan remained silent all the way, his heart filled with resentment.

After arriving home, Chi Feiwan walked straight to the room and closed the door with a bang.

Chi Yizi looked at the closed door and glanced around the living room. In the past, he always vented his emotions in the most extreme ways, but this time he did not touch anything in the house.

Chi Feiwan video-called Song Jinan as soon as he returned to his room.

Song Jinan on the other end of the video had just washed her hair, and her hair was still wet. Chi Feiwan saw Song Jinan's face full of water stains, and her face couldn't help but blush: "Song Jinan, you seduced me."

Song Jinan put a white towel on his head, and the corners of his lips curved: "What's wrong with me seducing my girlfriend?"

Chi Feiwan stepped into the bed and smiled secretly. When she raised her head again, the blush on her face had not faded yet. "Did my third brother apologize to you?"

"I apologize."

Chi Feiwan was a little curious, "How did he apologize?"

"Really want to hear it?" Song Jinan was afraid that Chi Yizi's good image would instantly collapse in front of Chi Feiwan.

He didn't know that Chi Feiwan and Chi Yizi had been in a cold war for a long time, and Chi Yizi didn't have much of a positive image in Chi Feiwan's mind.

Chi Feiwan nodded.

"This is how your third brother apologized..." Song Jinan demonstrated it in front of the camera.

Chi Feiwan covered his mouth and couldn't help laughing: "No way..."

“I was also shocked when I saw it.”

Chi Feiwan propped up his chin and said, "This is the right way for him to apologize."

The two were talking and laughing. The soundproofing of the room was average. Chi Yizi leaned against the door and heard the laughter coming from the room. His fingertips sank into the flesh. If he hadn't trimmed his nails, his palms would probably bleed again.

Moreover, there was already a very shallow mark on the palm of his hand, which was caused by pinching it regularly.

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There is only one day left before the college entrance examination. The cicadas outside the window are chirping noisily, and the heat of early summer fills the classroom.

This is the last English class.

When the bell rang, Xu Yang squatted behind the front door with a firework tube in his hand.

As the bell rang, the teacher walked into the classroom.

Xu Yang tightly gripped the firework tube in his hand, feeling extremely nervous.

He stared at the door intently, waiting for the moment when Teacher Zhang would push it open and walk in.

Finally, Teacher Zhang appeared in his sight. At that moment, Xu Yang pulled the fuse of the firework tube without hesitation.

With a crisp sound, colorful fireworks gushed out of the firework tube like a gorgeous fountain.

At the same time, the students sitting in the first row near the door also pulled the firework tubes in their hands. For a moment, the whole classroom was covered with colorful fireworks.

However, the surprises don’t end there.

At the back of the classroom, a boy slowly came over pushing a small cart with a huge four-layer cake on it. On the top layer was a most sincere blessing written in cream: I wish Teacher Zhang to be 18 forever!

The three layers below are densely filled with the names of all the classmates. These names are cleverly inlaid on small chocolate chips. Although the handwriting is small, it is full of endless love and blessings.

This is the first time that Teacher Zhang has been a class teacher, and Class 2 is the first class she has taught.

Whether you are a class teacher or a subject teacher, you will undoubtedly be moved by this moment.

Tears glistened in Teacher Zhang's eyes. She patted her chest gently, trying to calm her excitement.

"Thank you, kids... this is the most special gift I have ever received."

The students came forward one after another, surrounded Teacher Zhang, and gave him their sincere blessings.

"Teacher Zhang, you look so beautiful today!"

"I wish you stay forever young and beautiful!"

“Thank you for your guidance and care!”

Amidst laughter and joy, Teacher Zhang cut the cake and shared the sweetness with everyone.

At this moment, the classroom was filled with the strong friendship between teachers and students, which became an unforgettable and beautiful memory in everyone's heart.

The last day was much more than that.

The school is going to have a college entrance examination holiday.

There are only senior high school students left in the school, and the most exciting thing is shouting.

The students from Beijing No. 1 Middle School shouted at each other during evening study.

During evening study, only the classroom lights were on in the campus.

There is a red banner in the corridor of each floor. The most eye-catching one is the banner in the middle, which has eight words written on it: "Good luck in the college entrance examination"

The head teachers of some classes prepared colorful flags, balloons and glow sticks for the students.

The shouts resounded through the sky.

All the senior high school students are in the corridor. The corridor is now crowded with people and there are test papers on the ground.

"My world is beautiful because of you, my sky is not dark because of you..."

All the teachers and students sang Zhang Jie's song "The Most Beautiful Sun" together. They expressed their blessings and gratitude to each other with the most sincere voices.

The singing is melodious and pleasant, making people intoxicated.

The whole scene was full of warmth and touching moments, which reminded people of those wonderful school days.

A breeze blew by, blowing down the test papers in the air. These test papers had been torn into pieces and were no longer complete, but they represented the efforts and sweat that the students had put in. Some students folded their dreams into paper cranes or airplanes and threw them into the air with force.

The white papers are flying in the air, like a group of free-flying birds, flying far away with their dreams and hopes.

This picture makes people feel the warmth and beauty of youth.

At this moment, all worries are put aside, leaving only longing and expectation for the future.

The students fully expressed their emotions and celebrated this unforgettable time with singing and laughter.

The shouting activity was thus pushed to a climax and became an eternal memory.

Chi Feiwan was anxiously moving through the crowd, eagerly searching for Song Jinan. Song Jinan was also trying hard to find Chi Feiwan. He looked around anxiously in the crowd, his eyes scanning every face.

Finally, Chi Feiwan's eyes locked on a familiar figure not far ahead, and Song Jinan spotted her almost at the same time.

Their eyes met, as if an invisible bridge connected their hearts.

The sudden falling of papers blocked their view.

Even if there are obstructions in the middle, each other's eyes can interweave into a beautiful scenery, making everything around become colorful.

People in the corridor do not stand by class. Everyone stands with their friends. Of course, there are couples holding hands in the corridor.

But the two did not hug each other tightly like in the TV series. Instead, they looked at each other across the crowd, and the noise around them automatically passed by their ears.

Suddenly, the principal's voice rang out over the campus radio: "Students, tonight's shouting activity is about to end. Here, I wish every student can achieve excellent results in the college entrance examination and realize their dreams!"

The principal's words are like a charge horn, inspiring the students to move forward into the future more firmly.

Chi Feiwan and Song Jinan smiled at each other. They knew that this was their common battle and also their common expectation.

As the broadcast ended, the students began to return to the classroom in an orderly manner.

The campus gradually returned to tranquility at night, but the youthful atmosphere did not dissipate.

The evening breeze also left the stage, dispersing the scattered test papers on the ground. There was a note on it saying "Don't blow it up". The note had the words:

Youth is a continuous intoxication,

It is the frenzy of reason,

We are the everlasting fireworks.

It will eventually be named brilliant.