"Time flies, years hastily pass."
"In the blink of an eye, the happy days are saying goodbye. There's gain and regret, reluctance and sadness. I still remember..."
Wang Longlong expressed his sentiments in the class group chat.
Lu Qiqi: "Listening to you, you'd think something big happened. Isn't it just the end of the holiday? [wiping sweat]"
Indeed, today is Sunday.
The five-day holiday ends here, many students head back to campus, starting the tense and monotonous high school life again.
Jiang Ning rode the electric scooter, carrying Xue Yuantong, leisurely reaching the school gate.
With the start of school at Fourth Middle School, many vendors pushed their carts to the gate to sell food.
Fried skewers, wraps, octopus balls, fruit salad, aromas wafted around as many students gathered waiting nearby.
For Xue Yuantong, it was a feast for the senses, but alas, she was already full.
