Time is really a wonderful thing. The same six years in elementary school seem to last longer than the six years in middle school. It seems that it feels really unreliable. Is it because they are too young and have no clear concept of time, or are people in middle school starting to fear growing up and heading towards the unknown? So six years of middle school passed by in a whoosh, and at the same time, time became more and more useless.
In his first year of college, Xia Zijue also heard that 'whoosh' sound. She is a sophomore this year, but Miss Zijue, who is 1.7 Meters tall, is not yet eighteen years old. He entered elementary school one year earlier than other children of the same age, skipped the fourth grade, and went straight from the third grade to the fifth grade. Originally, the Xia family was not so willing to let Xiaojue, who had just turned sixteen, go to college. It just so happened that the best school in the province was right next to their home. Xiaojue's sister happened to be a graduate student in this school. It happened that the shop, although strange, made Jue's cakes that made him addicted. It happened to be in the school. Xia Zijue couldn't figure out why that cake shop was chosen in the university where Xiang Ziyu studied, and why it was only sold to teachers, students and members. God knows how much she wanted to escape from the school where her sister had the aura, kindergarten, elementary school, elementary school (the sisters had transferred schools), junior high school, high school and now university, but the best school was where Xiang Ziyu went to, where Xia Zijue was admitted, and they were near home. The sister's halo has been with Zijue from the moment he landed on the ground. ''
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