The years in the process of people calm, but also the distance between us, we can not be two.

There is no certainty in the world, there is no frame in life, no one must never leave you, there is always an unexpected happiness.

If the morning of a new day, when we open our eyes and see that person, those people, is still around us, then we should be satisfied.

However, life had never been a novel. It was as if there were three thousand flowers blooming in the world. Who could only watch as the person in front of them shook and swayed, made love, and passed through countless years of life without ever forgetting.

The next day, Zhang Song got up on time. After washing up, he walked out of the classroom, went straight to the sports field, and saw that there were many students playing or playing football on the old field. After taking a look, Zhang Xuan felt that there was no point. Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something. He raised his head and looked in front of him. Seeing a male student walking over, he immediately walked over. He smiled and asked, "May I ask student, who is that boy?"

The boy stared blankly at him and asked in surprise, "You are Senior Zhang Song?"

Zhang Song nodded. "Yes."

The student hurriedly looked at him with both adoration and excitement. "Senior, we really admire you. You've become famous just like in the past. Yesterday, you vented out our school's students' resentment." Oh, that's right. The upperclassman you asked for was called Huang WeiTao, and like you, he was a third year student. Do you want to see him? I'll take you there. " As he spoke, he gestured a welcoming gesture and led the way. Zhang Song chuckled and explained, "It's nothing. I just found out that the student was not bad, so I just casually asked." But what Zhang Song did not expect was that in the future, he would meet Huang WeiTao again and even become a dormitory roommate.

That guy didn't leave. He stood next to Zhang Song for who knows how many times, but Zhang Song just faintly smiled and replied without saying a word.

After a long while, Zhang Song could not bear this guy's continuous bombardment any longer. He thanked him and left.

"Who is that person?" Why does it look so familiar? " A fattening male student looked at Zhang Song's back as he left and asked the person who was with Zhang Song a moment ago.

"You don't even know this? "How can he still be in school? He is the one who defeated our school's number one legend, Zuo Qiang. Yesterday, he crippled Song Tao's Zhang Song." That guy said this proudly, as if he was not talking about anyone else, but himself.

"It's him?" But no matter how he looked at it, his back unconsciously revealed a sad and lonely feeling. "Oh right, have you heard? Someone reported the case to the Public Security Officer and that someone from the Public Security Department came to our school early in the morning to investigate. I heard that it was related to yesterday's matter." The slightly fat boy looked at Zhang Song, who hadn't walked very far, and said to the guy beside him.

Although the fat boy's voice wasn't loud, Zhang Song's sensitive ears still heard it. Zhang Song's heart shook as he sighed to himself, "I didn't think they would come so fast." Then he relaxed. "What should come will always come back." His slowed footsteps once again sped up as he gradually walked further and further away.

"Where did you hear that? Is this true? " That male student seemed to have heard something extremely shocking as he stared in shock at the fat student beside him.

"Of course it's true. This is what our class monitor saw when he went to his office in the morning. It seems like Zhang Song is in trouble this time." The fat student lamented.

Looking up at the large building, he saw three large, shining words written on top of it: "Reading Room." Zhang Song immediately walked up.

The library was very big and spacious. A row of bookshelves filled with books were neatly arranged there, and many students were looking for the books they wanted. In another very spacious hall, there were many tables and chairs, and many student-like people were earnestly reading books.

Zhang Song chuckled. He leisurely walked over with his hands in his pockets. On the bookshelf, there were large words written: "Historical Category" "Literary Category" "Scientific Category" "Life Category" "Military Category"

Zhang Song went straight to the "Philosophy Category" bookshelf. After looking at it and seeing the "Weakness of Human Nature", his heart moved and he reached out to grab the book.

However, what his hand touched was not a hard book, but rather a very smooth feeling. He saw a very white and smooth arm reach out and grasp the book, but Zhang Song's hand was actually a step too slow. He had only grabbed the hand holding the book. The corner of Zhang Song's mouth curled up into an evil smile as he turned his head to look at the owner of that hand.

Zhang Song's face revealed a very happy smile as he looked at her. He softly said, "I didn't expect to see the great beauty Cao Jia here. I wonder if this is fate?" Although Zhang Song hadn't seen Cao Jia before, after returning home for the new year, Zhang Jun, Mu Xinyi, and the others all told him everything that happened at school. At that time, Zhang Song was very curious about what kind of woman could actually move Zhang Jun's heart, so Mu Xinyi took out the photo of her and Cao Jia and showed it to Zhang Song. However, he had coincidentally met this old acquaintance of his who he had never met before in the library.

When Cao Jia heard this, a faint blush immediately appeared on her beautiful white face. She could not help but lower her head, not daring to look at Zhang Song's eyes. When she suddenly realized that her hand was still being held by him, she couldn't help but lightly pull back her hand that had been grabbed by Zhang Song.

Cao Jia withdrew her hand and smiled. Her voice was very polite as she said, "That's right. I did not expect that the first time I would meet you would be here." Although her words were light and unhurried, Cao Jia's heart was extremely excited, unable to be described with words. The smiling but evil-looking young man in front of him was his long-lost cousin. When he was young, he often bullied his cousin, who could not walk yet. He didn't expect that despite not meeting for so many years, he would grow up to be such a talented person. Cao Jia's heart was in turmoil. Her blood was boiling. She really wanted to hug her cute cousin. She wanted to tell him that she was his cousin. But she remembered what her parents had told her. No, she still could not recognize him, and perhaps her parents had their own difficulties and intentions. As a result, she was extremely conflicted.

Zhang Song saw the change in Cao Jia's expression and was puzzled. However, he didn't know how to ask. In order to break the awkward silence between them, Zhang Song smiled and asked, "Why are you here too?"

Zhang Song knew the answer, so he asked. Those who came to the library were either reading or borrowing books. Otherwise, who would be so bored as to come here?

Hearing Zhang Song's gentle, yet slightly magnetic, voice, Cao Jia looked at Zhang Song and said, "Let me see if the school has bought any new books this semester." The face that entered his vision was handsome, and the eyes that were filled with melancholy and enchantment. He felt that he was very familiar with it, but he himself felt that he was too far away from it. Meeting him like this was like a dream. Xiao Yan's face became a little pale as he thought about it. Suddenly, a thread of tears involuntarily rolled down his narrow face from the corner of his eyes.

Zhang Song stretched out his hand and received her tears. He was shocked and hurriedly asked, "What happened to you?" Did I say something wrong that displeased you? "

Although Cao Jia was trying her best to control herself, her mind was still affected by something. She suddenly threw the book on the ground and ran away. Zhang Song couldn't help but feel guilty. This kind of person was made to cry by him. He really shouldn't have done this. How could he have foolishly done something so rude to a beauty? Thinking of this, he immediately picked up the book on the floor and chased after her with large strides.

After arriving outside and looking around, he didn't see the figure of the beauty. Zhang Song couldn't help but feel a sense of loss. Ye Zichen frowned as he wondered why she suddenly cried, then slowly walked away with a dejected look.

In a very hidden corner, Cao Jia watched Zhang Song's back as he left. She wiped away the tears on her face as she muttered to herself, "You will never know how close and how far apart we are."

Since he couldn't find Cao Jia who he was looking for, Zhang Song felt somewhat guilty, and his mood also became a little unpleasant. Slowly walking into the classroom, Zhang Song gently exhaled. His hands were in his pockets as his fingers inadvertently touched something cold. There was a smile on his face that he hadn't seen in a long time.

Zhang Song, who was sitting next to Mu Xinyi and watching her study hard, twitched his ears. His face revealed a trace of a smile and thought to himself, "Finally came." Then, the crowd heard the sound of footsteps coming from outside.

Mu Xinyi also heard this sound, but she was very familiar with it. In the past, when she had nothing to do, she often went to her father's work unit, so she was very familiar with these footsteps. As a result, her heart tightened when she heard it. The first to enter was the head of the Education Bureau, Wang Shouwu. Behind him were five tall men wearing the uniform of the Public Security Bureau. From the looks of it, they were from the Public Security Bureau. After them were the homeroom teacher, Wang Wentao, and Chen Jinhuo. They were also the school's principal.

Behind them followed a group of onlookers. All of them were students of this school. As long as there was a show, the Chinese would definitely come to pay for it. When Mu Xinyi saw this, her face changed. Just as she was about to stand up and speak, the policemen walked directly to Zhang Song and said, "According to our investigation, you participated in a fight yesterday noon and crippled Song Tao on the spot. Is that true?" If it is true, we will have the right to take you to the detention center for a few days. "

There are no real secrets in this world. No matter how tightly you hide them, there will be a day when they leak out. The matter of Zhang Song violently beating up Song Tao finally got the public security policemen to know. In order to maintain the harmony and stability of the society, what punishment would these police officers impose on Zhang Song? Could Zhang Song be resolved safely? What was all this for?