We ordinary people also need to fall in love.

"Xiaobai, have you packed everything?"

"They're here."

Li Mubai dragged his suitcase, stuffed it into the trunk of the car, and then opened the back door and got in. Today was his return to school; his father was driving, and his mother was coming along.

The car slowly started and drove out of the old neighborhood.

Summer vacation is so short. Li Mubai leaned back in his chair and sighed softly.

"Xiaobai, have you finished your summer homework?" Li's mother, sitting in the passenger seat, suddenly turned around and asked.

"It's done."

"Don't be like those people online who have to make up for their homework when they get to school."

"Okay." Li Mubai nodded perfunctorily, then picked up his phone and glanced at it. Xie Shu said she was on her way too.

"Don't think we're nagging; it's all for your own good," Li's mother said earnestly, starting a new topic. "And at school, you and that Xie..."

Thank you for your letter.

Li Mubai reminded her that less than a month had passed, and he hadn't expected that his mother would forget Xie Shu's name.

"Anyway, you should pay more attention at school and study hard first. It's been said on Douyin that the senior year of high school is the most crucial year. Your dad and I are just worried that your senior year will be affected. You'll be free after the college entrance exam."

The sound still trembled, the most crucial thing was still liberation. Li Mubai was speechless. He glanced at his father who was driving, and it seemed that his father was not very worried.

"There are so many people returning to school today, the roads are all congested." Mr. Li slowly slowed down and finally stopped behind a black Mercedes-Benz.

"Have all the students returned to school today?" Li's mother guessed.

"No, we started two weeks earlier than the first and second year students."

The green light came on, and the car slowly started moving.

"The car in front is probably also going back to school, going in the same direction as us," Mr. Li said casually.

Upon hearing this, Li Mubai peeked out and saw the familiar car logo. His heart skipped a beat.

"By the way, Xiaobai, didn't you say last time that things in the distance were blurry to you?" Li's mother's voice interrupted him.

Yes, a little.

"When you go home next week, we'll take you to an optician's."

"it is good."

Li Mubai nodded, pulled his head back, and prayed in his heart that they wouldn't stop together.

"There are quite a lot of cars, so we can only park further away," Mr. Li said helplessly.

Li Mubai peeked out again. Their car was still closely following the black Mercedes, gradually driving past the school. Could it be Xie Shu's car?

In the past, Xie Shu and his group should have driven directly into the school.

The two cars gradually drove away. The black Mercedes found an empty space on the side of the road and stopped. Li's father drove a little further and then stopped in front of it.

"Xiaobai, here's your living expenses." Li's mother handed over three bills.

"Why is it three hundred?" Li Mubai was taken aback.

"You're studying with others, which costs money, right? And you only get out of school on Saturdays now, right?"

"right."

"If three hundred isn't enough, talk to Mom again."

"That's enough, that's enough." Li Mubai took the money, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Mom, didn't you say the restaurant business wasn't good? If it doesn't work out... actually, 250 yuan should last a week."

"Three hundred is fine. You also need to buy stationery. Even if your parents are short of money, they will lend you money to support your studies."

Okay... but there's no need to borrow money.

"Li Mubai, take your luggage and go back to school." Seeing his son sitting still, Li's father urged him.

"good……"

He actually wanted to wait for the cars behind him to leave first, otherwise he would definitely have to pass by the black Mercedes on his way back to school.

Li Mubai slowly opened the car door, his movements so slow they seemed to be playing in slow motion. He casually walked around to the trunk to get his luggage, forcing himself not to look behind him.

Bang.

I heard a muffled thud as a car door opened and closed behind me.

have they gone?

Should we go outside and hide for a while?

"Mom and Dad, I'm going back to school." He dragged his suitcase and stepped back onto the sidewalk.

"Yes, study hard at school."

After giving a brief instruction, Li's father started the car and drove away.

Xie Shu hasn't called him for so long, maybe it's not Xie Shu? Maybe it just happens to look a bit like him?

Li Mubai turned around, his eyes meeting the expressionless gazes of Xie Zhiqiang in the driver's seat and Xu Ting in the passenger seat...

The air seemed to freeze for a moment.

Should we say hello?

While he was still in a daze, the Mercedes had already started and driven away silently.

Forget it, I'd better hurry back to school.

He walked to the school gate, where he was surrounded by parents seeing off their children and students who looked utterly hopeless.

Li Mubai dragged his suitcase through the crowd when he was suddenly tapped lightly on the shoulder. He instinctively thought it was Chen Qiuhe. Just as he was about to turn around, he remembered Xie Shu's words and continued walking forward without paying attention.

"Xiao Bai." Xie Shu's voice came from behind.

Li Mubai stopped in his tracks, a chill running down his spine. He turned around and saw Xie Shu with a faint smile on her lips. Luckily, her voice wasn't loud, otherwise her nickname would have spread.

I have a feeling that Xie Shu has gone astray... probably because he has been corrupted by Chen Qiuhe.

"Achoo!"

"Qiuhe, you're in your final year of high school now, be careful not to catch a cold and let it affect your studies." Chen Yushan held the steering wheel, her eyes fixed on the road ahead.

"I know, I'm perfectly fine. Someone must be maliciously slandering me behind my back," Chen Qiuhe rubbed her nose and added fiercely.

……

"Xie Shu, when did you arrive?" Li Mubai asked a silly question that he already knew the answer to, but he had to pretend he didn't know that the Mercedes was hers.

"I arrived at the same time as you, but a step ahead. I waited for you by the security booth, but you left without even turning your head."

Li Mubai gave a dry laugh.

Xie Shu, dragging a small suitcase, seemed to remember something and said, "Oh right, your clothes are in my suitcase. Shall I get them for you now?"

"No need, give it to me when we get back to the classroom."

It's so inconvenient to unpack your suitcase on the road.

"Okay." Xie Shu pondered for a moment, "Actually, I wore that outfit a few more times."

"Um?"

"Because I've never tried this type before, I've mostly worn skirts before, and I wanted to try a different style."

"Well..." Li Mubai hesitated for a few seconds before saying, "Then you can have this shirt. Actually, I don't wear shorts."

"Okay." Xie Shu's smile widened.

They walked side by side toward the student dormitory building. Behind them, a boy dragged a suitcase with a sullen face.

"What's wrong, Xing Yi? Not happy about starting school?"

"Who can be happy when school starts?" Xing Yi brushed away his friend's arm from his shoulder, his eyes lowered, his steps slow, always a few steps behind the person in front of him.

……

"My children, we meet again!"

Yang Kun pushed open the door and glanced at the dormitory; he seemed to be the last one to arrive.

"Hey, Chicken Bro, you've lost a lot of weight over the summer!" Zhao Feng said, quite surprised.

"She said I had a good foundation and would look great if I lost weight, so I went on a crazy diet."

"Who is it? Which girl?"

"Don't eat cilantro (College Entrance Exam Version)."

A chorus of disdainful hisses erupted in the dormitory.

"Please stop having online romances." Zhao Feng rolled his eyes.

"Even if you want something, you have to wait in line."

Yang Kun put his suitcase on the ground. Although he was far from thin, he did look much more robust.

Everyone has changed a lot.

Zhao Feng put on glasses, Feng Wanli's lenses were thicker, Jiao Yong had lost the naivety he had at the beginning of his second year of high school, and dark stubble was starting to appear on his chin. Wang Rui even cut his hair short.

Li Mubai packed his luggage, slung his backpack over his shoulder, and headed towards the classroom.

I'm a senior in high school now.

He silently repeated those two words to himself, without stopping.