"Xiao Ruo, you're not still sleeping, are you? Today is the first day of school and your brother left early. " Yan's mother's helpless voice came over the phone.

  Twelve years later.

  On a sweltering morning, at exactly eight o'clock, the little pig alarm clock on the cabinet rang out: Lazy pig get up, lazy pig get up, the sun is shining on your butt, shining on your butt, hurry up and get up, hurry up and get up.

  Yan Xiaoyu, who was sleeping soundly in bed, didn't hear the alarm clock ringing at all and was still asleep. The quilt had been kicked to one side by her, lying flat on top of her, forming a big 'da' character, as unattractive as could be.

  Today is the first day of school at St. Yves High School, and the school strictly requires students to arrive on time at 9:00 am for registration, and no latecomers are allowed.

  But Yan Xiaoyu is still sleeping at 8:30, I'm speechless about her.

  About half an hour later.

  "Dear, what's wrong with us? Are we tired and just want to let go? Is love that simple, coming and going as one pleases? If it is, do you think it's worth telling me where we went wrong? At this moment, we're silent. We can't recall the happy times, but those sad memories are etched so deeply."

  The mobile phone ringtone kept ringing nonstop.

  "Hello." Yan Xiaoruo answered the phone impatiently and spoke drowsily.

  "Xiao Ruo, you're not still sleeping, are you? Today is the first day of school and your brother has already left for school early." Yan's mother's helpless voice came from the phone.

  Last night, someone solemnly promised her that she would definitely not be late tomorrow, telling her not to call her, and she set the alarm clock herself, so she went out to do things with peace of mind. It seems that next time can't believe her again.

  "What's the time now?" Yan Xiaoruo hastily glanced at the clock. It was better not to look, but one glance made her jump in fright.

  "It's already 8:30, are you in a hurry?" Yan's mother was completely helpless with her own daughter.

  "Mom, I won't tell you now, let me get dressed first." Before Yan's mom could say anything, Yan Xiaorou hastily hung up the phone.

  Yan Xiaorou spent three minutes getting dressed, wearing a white short-sleeved shirt with a black mini skirt, looking very lively and cute, then put on loafers and rushed out in a hurry.

  After arriving downstairs, the bus just happened to brush past Yan Xiaorou.

  Yan Xiaoyu had no choice but to hail a taxi and leave, it costs 50 yuan to take a taxi from here to school, which is really expensive.

  It takes 20 minutes to get to school from here, and now is rush hour, so the traffic jam is very serious.

  "Uncle driver, can't you drive a bit faster? I'm going to be late for school." Yan Xiaoruo urged anxiously.

  "Little girl, look at the traffic jam ahead, I think it's going to take a while. The driver glanced at Yan Xiaorou and thought to himself that young people these days really have no sense of time."

  Yan Xiaoruo kept staring at the time, it was 8:45, and she would be late in fifteen minutes.

  She is very regretful now, if she had known earlier, she would have called her mom.

  She was late on the first day of class, and her impression on the teacher must have been bad. She had originally wanted to make a good impression on the head teacher, so that her high school days would be easier, but now all these fantasies were shattered.

  "Uncle driver, how many more minutes until we arrive at Shengye High School?"

  "Judging from the current situation, it will take another half an hour." The driver replied calmly.

  "Ah ah ah, I'm definitely going to be late, I'm going to die." Xiang Xiaoyu's heart is now filled with the urge to cry. The first day of school and she's already late, if her homeroom teacher is nice it won't be a big deal, but if not, she'll definitely be targeted from now on.

  All the way, it's not just a traffic jam, but also a red light. Xiang Xiao Ruo's heart is tied up and if she had wings, she would have flown out immediately.

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