It's a diary

Chapter 175 6.8
As I expected, sports failed.

The bad news is: five goals, none passed.There's good news: I'm not the only one who failed.

Suddenly my mind was balanced. It was not 01:30.

There's even better news: the exam notice is out.

It's the one we heard originally, the holiday is on the 28th.Okay, okay, I can accept it.

After the Dragon Boat Festival holiday, I took the exam.

I'll have three days off during the holiday, and then I'll come back and take the exam for three days.

You can go back after that.

I bought a ticket to go back last night. I don’t know whether I will go back or not. I don’t know what will happen next.

It rained all day today, with showers starting at noon and afternoon.

The sky was completely blank and the ground was wet, making it inconvenient to do anything.

But this kind of weather is actually really suitable for sleeping.

That's probably why there hasn't been any ringing in the past few days. I almost overslept at noon today.

Fortunately, only a little bit.

Otherwise, I will be beaten to death by that teacher.

On the last rainy day like this I had a piece of butter-filled bread.

Ever since I remembered it in the afternoon, I have been craving for it.

In the end, I ate the cream cake as I wished, it was sweet and greasy.

ah.So boring.

I don’t want to eat it anymore.

Classes in Beiyu are suspended today because the rain is really too heavy.

Coastal cities are like this.

I remember when I was a kid, I would have holidays from time to time because of tsunamis, typhoons, and rains.

I was ignorant at that time and always hoped that the rain would fall harder.

Because this way I can sleep a little longer at home, so my family can send me to school, and also because this way I can step into puddles...

Until now, I don't really hope for a heavy rain.The loss is heavy.Traveling is also troublesome.

But there is a different kind of beauty on rainy days.

So far, I seem to be able to sleep slightly better on rainy days.

stuffy.

In the evening self-study, I wrote a word I don’t know how many times.After falling countless times, the fan started to spin properly.The rain outside the window never stops.

Depressed, feeling like I can't breathe.

It was as cold as walking into a morgue.

no point.

Very meaningless.

(End of this chapter)