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Chapter 89

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    Grandma¡¯s house is an old building with an independent balcony facing the outside. However, in winter, the balcony is always closed, with discarded debris placed outside, and a layer of snow and dust falls on it.

    As soon as the balcony door was opened, the cold wind blew in, and the sound of firecrackers became more obvious.

    The phone was still vibrating, and Bai Lu answered the call.

    "Hello?"

    There was a long silence on the phone, and Bai Lu looked back. Her parents were in the living room, busy texting friends, and hadn't noticed her coming to the balcony.

    "Is something wrong?" Bai Lu held the wind in one hand and lowered her head.  "Xu Hui."

    She herself didn¡¯t expect that she would feel like this when she read his name after such a long time.

    "I want to see you¡­¡­"

    Her hands were trembling, not sure if it was because of the cold or something else.

    "you've been drinking."

    "Bai Lu" He was so drunk that he didn't know who he was.

    Bai Lu felt that it was completely unconscious for him to call her.

    He seemed to be waking up from a dream, "Bai Lu"

    "Is there anyone around you? Is Sun Yuhe there?" Bai Lu whispered, "Are you alone outside?"

    "Bai Lu"

    He has always been like this. No matter what Bai Lu said, he only called her name in a confused manner. He couldn't hear her words clearly.

    She knew that if she were awake, he would not make this call.

    Bai Lu was silent, and then she spoke softly amidst his calls.

    "Xu Hui, Happy New Year"

    Fireworks bloom above the head, changing colors, gorgeous and short-lived.

    Just like our green years, we have no time to see clearly and no time to recall.

    "Also, I'm sorry" Bai Lu lowered her head tightly and clutched the phone hard.  "I'm sorry, Xu HuiI'm sorry"

    Xu Hui still vaguely called her name, and after a while, Bai Lu hung up the phone.

    "Lulu, come and eat some fermented glutinous rice balls, grandma just warmed them up." Mom shouted from inside the room, "Hey, why are you running outside? What should I do if I catch a cold?"

    Bai Lu returned to the house, "I'm going to watch the firecrackers."

    "How old are you to watch firecrackers? I'm going to college soon." Mom brought the bowl over, "Eat something to warm it up."

    As the new year passes, life becomes even more stressful.

    "The real battle is coming!"

    The teachers in the senior high school group all looked as if they had been given a shot of blood, and their eyes were different from those of normal people.

    The learning tasks have doubled, and everyone will soon face the first mock exam.

    ?Then came the 100-day swearing-in meeting.

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    "What the hell." Li Siyi and Wu Hanwen discussed privately, "It's like a cult."

    Wu Hanwen put his finger to his mouth, "Speak down, speak down"

    That day, Bai Lu received news from Xu Hui for the last time.

    To be precise, it was the news from Sun Yuhe.

    The message is very short, only one sentence.

    "Xu Hui has gone to other places and will not come back."

    When she saw the news, the principal was shouting slogans on the red flag stage, and the students below were shouting along at the top of their lungs.

    Li Siyi, who had always complained that this was like a cult gathering, was the one who chanted slogans the most intensely in the class. His mouth was filled with so much force that his eyes narrowed into slits.

    The senior year of high school is a state that only happens once in a lifetime.

    It¡¯s really too fast.

    This whole year has been like a dream.

    Second simulation, third simulation

    Registration consultation, pre-exam psychological counseling

    The numbers on the time board on the wall are getting fewer and fewer every day.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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