When the school bell rang slowly, Gu Xichao packed up his books and walked out of the library with his schoolbag on his shoulder. The sun was like fire, and the vicious sunlight tore through the thick clouds. The dazzling light made people's eyes sore. Under the blue sky and white clouds, a horse riding Hongchen came from a distance from the end of the path covered with willow trees under the stairs, startling countless birds. Qi Shaoshang was pedaling his bicycle hard with his schoolbag on his back, and shouted to him: "Xichao, come up quickly!"
Gu Xichao looked around at the flow of people rushing towards the cafeteria and dormitories, wiped her sweat, lowered her head and pretended to be a passerby.
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