The rain in the south is different from that in the north. When it falls, it is always gentle and gentle. When it hits people's skin, it will only make people think of the rain of apricot blossoms wet while the wind of willows is not cold when it blows on the face.

Early Monday morning, as soon as Lin Er entered the classroom, he saw a bottle of Wangzai milk on his desk.

There is also a small pink-packaged box next to Wangzai Milk.

She walked over, stopped in front of her seat, and looked at the desk while taking off her schoolbag.

"Hey? Yes, you came very early today." Shi Sang's voice came from the podium in front.

Lin Er looked up and saw Shi Sang holding a stack of books in his hand and was walking behind.

He walked to the corner of the book at the back of the classroom, placed the pile of extracurricular books in his hand on the bookshelf, then clapped his hands, got up and returned to his seat.

Lin Er picked up the can of Wangzi milk at the corner of the table and looked at it. Then he swept the seats of other students in the class. Everyone had it on the table.

Posted by the school?

Withdrew his gaze, Lin Er shook the bottle of Wangzai milk and asked Shisang: "What is this?"

"It was given by Lao Chen." Shi Sang said, taking the can of milk, hooking his fingers and opening the can, "Today is not Children's Day, this is a gift he gave."

Liner: “…”

They are all so old, are they still celebrating Children's Day?

Are there children of this age?

Is this a giant baby?

Seeing the expression on Lin Er's face, Shi Sang waved his hand: "Hey, you don't know that Old Chen has such a sense of ritual, of course he has to celebrate Children's Day. He even has to celebrate Qingming Festival for us. How could he let go of June 1st?"

“…”

That's what I said.

"What about this?" Lin Er picked up another gift on the table and shook it. It was quite heavy. He didn't know what it was inside, "This was also from Old Chen?"

Why are there no other students on their desks?

It seems that only she had this thing on her desk.

"This is not." Shi Sang swallowed the milk in his mouth before saying, "This is given to me by my brother."

"Ah? Xie Tiantian gave it?"

"Yes." Shi Sang said, "When I was holding milk, I saw him put this thing on your table."

Liner: "What about others?"

Since she entered the classroom, she could not see Xie Yan's shadow.

"I'm out." Shi Sang looked at his watch. It was still early, and there was still half an hour before morning self-study. "It should be going to the cafeteria for breakfast."

Liner said "Oh".

She pulled open the chair, hung her schoolbag on the back of the chair, then sat down, then lowered her head and studied the small gift box in front of her.

Just looking at the wrapping paper outside, I couldn't tell what was inside, but she just weighed the weight and it was quite heavy.

To be honest, Lin Er dares not dismantle this thing.

Because in her experience, most of the things Xie Yan gave were quite... unconventional.

Most people can't think of such a "wonderful" idea.

Seeing that Lin Er was just staring at the outer packaging of the gift and had no intention of opening it, Shi Sang couldn't help but feel curious, and his neck stretched out: "Ye Ye, don't you take it apart?"

"..." Liner said, "I'm a little afraid to tear it down."

"Oh, what are you afraid of?" Shisang's neck continued to stretch forward, just stuck on the shelf on Liner's table. "You see, just this size, there will definitely be no longer a cut-out Ultraman inside."
Chapter completed!