Outside the Contour

In the cafeteria on the third week of school, the steaming heat enveloped the food and the aroma spread everywhere. Wenyehe found Fang Qing among the crowds of people carrying a dinner plate, put his schoolbag on the table, pulled out a chair and sat down: "Hey, can you lend me your English test paper? I took leave last week and missed two classes, and the teacher said the sample questions are on it." Fang Qing was struggling with a piece of ribs when he heard the words and said vaguely: "The paper... Seems to be placed in the classroom drawer." Wenyehe paused as he picked up the green vegetables: "You didn't bring it with you again?" "I'm not planning to go back to the dormitory at noon." Fang Qing scratched his head. As soon as he finished speaking, a soft voice suddenly came from the next table. "Fang Qing, is your English paper put together with mine?" Wenyehe turned his head and saw a girl sitting next to him. The girl was wearing a neat school uniform, her hair was tied back with a simple black leather band, and her exposed neck line was very clean. She was gently stirring the soup in the bowl with a spoon. When she raised her eyes, her eyes fell on Fuminohe, and she asked politely: "Does this classmate want to borrow it? If you don't mind, my classroom is on the third floor. You can go and get it together." Fang Qing's eyes lit up: "Lin Yan Shu! Yes, I remembered to put one with you!" Then he turned to Wen Yehe and winked, "Lin Yan Shu is from our class." It was only then that Wenyehe realized that she had never seen the girl in front of her before - Classes 5 and 6 were separated by one floor and rarely interacted with each other. She waved her hand a little embarrassedly: "Would it bother you too much?" "No trouble." Lin Yanshu had already put down his spoon. When he stood up, the skirt of his school uniform swayed slightly, "I just have to go back to the classroom to get something." Wen Yehe quickly stood up, still holding the unfinished half of the steamed bun in his hand. Fang Qing chuckled from behind: "Then you go ahead, I'll take a seat here!" Walking out through the noisy cafeteria, the two walked side by side under the shade of the trees, the early autumn wind blowing the fallen leaves and brushing against their ankles. Wen Yehe secretly glanced at the Linyan book next to her. The other party lowered her eyes to look at the road. The sunlight filtered through the leaves and fell on the top of her hair, breaking into a small golden speck. She suddenly remembered that when the girl spoke just now, her voice was as soft as cotton soaked in water, and her heart felt a little swollen for no reason. Intention: Work hard and be positive