We ordinary people also need to fall in love.

"Damn it, how did the three-day Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day holiday go by so fast!" Yang Kun muttered as he stuffed clothes from his suitcase into the closet. "I was just about to get a good night's sleep when I got home, and now I'm back at school."

"Why are you so negative? Why are you complaining every day?" Zhao Feng said. "Once you enter your senior year of high school, you will no longer be an ordinary student, and all the holidays for the year will be irrelevant to you."

"I'd be considered a good school if they let us have three days off; one of my classmates only got one day off," Jiao Yong said, sitting on the edge of the bed.

"That's really awesome," Yang Kun exclaimed, tossing the last piece of clothing into the closet. "Guys, have you all finished your National Day homework?"

"No way, Chicken Bro, you haven't finished yet?" Zhao Feng's tone was a bit exaggerated.

"A sarcastic remark? I finished it yesterday. Didn't you say your class used to assign a lot of homework?"

Zhao Feng thought for a moment: "This time it's alright, not too much, not too little."

"Wow! The sun has risen in the west! Old Zhong is finally willing to let you off the hook." Yang Kun said in surprise.

"Perhaps the harsh words awakened the true goodness and beauty in Old Man Zhong's humanity," Zhao Feng chuckled twice.

"By the way, where's Li Mubai?" Feng Wanli glanced at the suitcase that had already been placed in the corner by the door and asked casually.

"I arrived a long time ago, and I'm probably in the classroom now," Wang Rui replied.

"Oh, I was also wondering how he did on his last exam?"

"It's definitely high," Zhao Feng said, his tone as certain as if stating common sense.

"How do you know?" Yang Kun turned to him with a disbelieving look.

"This is the power of love."

……

"It's so sweet."

"Is it sweet?" Xie Shu asked.

Li Mubai took another bite, and then slowly nodded.

"Yes, a little," he said.

"If you can't eat it, just leave it there."

"No way, if I finish the whole thing, maybe I can get into Peking University next year," Li Mubai joked, finishing the champion mooncake in his hand in a few bites.

"Let's try to get into the top five in the midterm exams next month," Xie Shu said.

"Top five..."

He hasn't received the results of the most recent monthly exam yet, so he doesn't know his ranking. However, he returned to eighth place in the monthly exam in early September.

"Just do your best," Xie Shu said calmly, sitting in the chair opposite him with his hands folded on the table. "Don't put too much pressure on yourself."

"Um."

It was almost three o'clock when Li Mubai turned around and began packing his schoolbag.

"What are you going to do?" Xie Shu looked up at him in confusion.

"It's almost three o'clock, time to go back to study."

"No need to go. Every afternoon when we return to school, we will check the books in the library to see if they are misplaced. If so, we will pick them out," Xie Shu said.

Li Mubai stopped what he was doing and put the book back on his desk.

That's great. What's the point of studying on weekends anyway? He's never understood it, and now he has a legitimate chance to skip it.

"So what do we do next? Study?" Li Mubai asked.

"You're so silly." Xie Shu poked his cheek. "Didn't we just say we needed to check if the books were misplaced, and if so, we had to pick them out?"

Li Mubai raised his hand and touched the spot where she had poked him, pursing his lips. He thought checking the books was just an excuse, but it turned out she really wanted to do something...

The library wasn't completely empty on the afternoon of the second day of the National Day holiday. Many students were studying on the first floor, and some were reading on the second floor.

"You start from over there, I'll start from over here. If there are any misplaced books, pick them out and put them here," Xie Shu pointed to the table next to him.

"Shouldn't we put these misplaced books back in their proper places?" Li Mubai asked.

"No need," Xie Shu gently shook his head.

Li Mubai nodded, then walked deeper into the bookshelf. He started from the first row on the right, bending down to look at each book one by one...

"Little Bamboo, you still brought me to school during the National Day holiday!" Luo Xiaoyan looked at Zhou Ruo walking ahead, her tone still carrying a hint of complaint.

"Sorry, Xiaoyan, I just remembered I borrowed a book from the library, and it's due in a month. We'll go out and have some fun after I return it." Zhou Ruo scratched her head sheepishly. "I'll treat you to some Gu Ming tea."

"Sigh—then let's hurry up."

For Gu Ming's sake, Luo Xiaoyan's tone softened a bit.

"Right away, right away!"

Zhou Ruo rushed up to the second floor in a few steps. She glanced at the label on the spine of the book—I247.5/126.

She looked up, glanced at the densely packed bookshelves, and finally noticed that the literature books were on the right, so she walked over.

Li Mubai's gaze swept quickly across each book, then he suddenly stopped in an empty space.

"Have the books here been borrowed?" he wondered to himself.

"Senior! What a coincidence!"

A voice suddenly rang out, making his heart clench. He looked in the direction of the voice and then saw who it was.

"Zhou Ruo?" Li Mubai's tone was somewhat uncertain. "Isn't it a holiday now? What are you doing at the library?"

"I've come to return the book." Zhou Ruo held up the book in her hand and smiled.

"Then give it to me. Should I put it here?" Li Mubai pointed to the empty space he had just noticed.

"Yes, it should be here."

Zhou Ruo handed him the book, and Li Mubai glanced at it; it was a novel.

He didn't say much, and only put it in after checking the spine label to make sure it was correct.

"Senior, what are you doing in the library?" Zhou Ruo didn't leave immediately, but stood there and asked curiously.

Li Mubai hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to tell the truth:

"I'm checking if the books are in the wrong place."

"oh--"

Zhou Ruo opened her mouth as if to say something, then stopped, and after a while spoke softly:

"Well then, senior, I won't bother you anymore. I wish you all the best in your college entrance exam. Good luck!"

"Mm." Li Mubai nodded, then added, feeling it was too bland, "Thank you."

Goodbye, senior.

"goodbye."

Zhou Ruo glanced at Li Mubai one last time, his gaze fixed on the book. She sighed silently in her heart, then turned and left.

"Why did it take you so long to return the book?" Luo Xiaoyan waited for her at the entrance on the first floor, her impatient expression turning into curiosity.

"I ran into my senior."

Which senior?

"Which other senior could it be? Li Mubai."

"Oh—" Luo Xiaoyan drawled, glancing at her, "What, you still have feelings for him?"

Zhou Ruo pursed her lips and shuffled her toes on the ground.

"Well... that's all." She forced a smile. "It just feels like time has flown by. I didn't expect you to still remember me, senior."

"Don't you remember when you were acting normally?"

"We haven't chatted for a long time, and we haven't run into each other at school in class. Maybe in a year or two, the senior won't even remember my name."

"They must be busy in their senior year of high school," Luo Xiaoyan patted her shoulder. "Don't be sad. You're so outstanding, you'll find the right person for you eventually."

"Mmm." Zhou Ruo nodded, slung her bag over her shoulder, and followed her out of the library.

The wind blowing in from the doorway made my hair bounce up and then down again.

She suddenly thought of a lyric—"Why do we have to drift apart when we grow up?"

Perhaps after a year, she will gradually drift apart from the people around her.