Scared by my thoughts, I quickly turned off my cell phone and sat on the sofa with my pillow in my arms, trying to distract myself.
After some struggles, I ran upstairs, took out my math textbook, and carefully selected a problem. Only then did I pick up my mobile phone again and dial out the number with fear and trembling.
The phone’s voice echoes in my ears. I seldom take the initiative to call him at ordinary times, but he returns quickly when I send him messages, but this time it rang several times without any movement.
I almost lost the courage to hang up when the phone suddenly connected.
Ryan Campbell, far away from a foreign country, was in the middle of the night. After getting busy for a day, he slept soundly, but was woken up by my phone.
When he looked at the word “Irene” on the screen, he thought he looked wrong. After all, she rarely took the initiative to call him, almost none.
He felt happy and worried. Is something wrong with being alone at home?
Immediately he sat up and picked it up, and asked, “What’s the matter?”
Although he has quickly adjusted his state, I still faintly recognized the drowsiness in his tone, and immediately felt very sorry. I faltered and said, “Are you… are you sleeping?”
Ryan Campbell didn’t hide it either, “Well, it’s getting late over there, so you haven’t slept yet.”
I swallowed my saliva and said, “I… I’m going to sleep soon, but I can’t sleep because I haven’t solved one problem.”
I thought my excuse was perfect, and Ryan Campbell wasn’t suspicious, because he would never expect this girl would miss him.
“Can’t sleep without solving the problem? Have you become stupid after eating instant noodles in the past two days?”
“I didn’t. I have a good meal.”
“You should rest early.”
“But I can’t sleep until I solve it.” In fact, I think of him as soon as I close my eyes.
Ryan Campbell sighed helplessly, “Send me the questions and I’ll write the solutions.”
Ryan Campbell got up, picked up a pen and paper, wrote a brief key point , and as soon I told him the question, he had the answer in his mind, and then patiently told her.
I also listen modestly, in fact, there are reference answers behind this book, which can also be found on the Internet, but I just want to ask him.
“Do you understand?”
“Say it again.”
“Stupid.” He told me again with sleepiness. It was not until I told him that it was clear that he breathed a sigh of relief, and then said, “Go to bed immediately after writing, don’t hang up the phone, hang up after sleeping.”
I don’t want to hang up now. After writing the questions, I went upstairs to wash my face and brush my teeth and then lay in bed before picking up my mobile phone and telling him that I was asleep.
Because of the phone call last night, I slept very well all night, and the gloomy day the next morning did not affect my mood, so I walked happily towards the school.
With the skill of painting, I am getting more and more skilled in drawing.
Today’s class is to test the achievements of everyone’s long-term study. The homework is to let everyone draw an original character, , regardless of male or female style.
There was no class in the afternoon and it was raining, so I went to the library with Shirley Hunt.
I didn’t even think of bringing an umbrella this morning, so I’m walking to the library with Shirley Hunt holding an umbrella.
The rain isn’t heavy, and the wind is not strong, and an umbrella can barely support the two of us.
After getting to know Shirley Hunt, I found that this girl is not so solitary, and now I get along well with her.
She is a child of a single-parent family. When her parents divorced, she followed her mother, and the new family was happy. Although her stepfather and mother had their children, they didn’t dislike Shirley Hunt.
She loves painting, and her family is willing to spend money to let her learn drawing. Her mother still feels indebted to her, and her family will satisfy her as long as it is what she wants.
Shirley Hunt’s family is much happier than mine.
Her own character is also very good, kind and gentle, completely different from Nicole Stewart’s disguised quietness, and she is not affectation at all. I have only been in contact with her for a few days, and our relationship has been very good.
When I walked to the door of the library, most of us walked to the library after eating, so the man standing at the door of the library making a phone call seemed somewhat strange.
The man said that he couldn’t be there now, and the other end seemed to be in a hurry.
Probably he caught a cold, he was wearing a mask, covering half of his face, but I feel somewhat familiar, but I can’t recall why he looks familiar.
I went straight inside, but I saw Shirley Hunt put away her umbrella and walked to the man. He said sincerely, “Don’t you have an umbrella? You can use mine first, I will stay here until the afternoon, and you can come back and leave it at the door.”
The man was obviously stunned. All he could see was that his eyes paused on Shirley Hunt’s face. Then he reached out and took the umbrella she handed him and said in a hoarse voice, “Thank you.”
“It’s ok, I don’t need it now anyway. Just put it back when youfinish it.”
Shirley Hunt followed me, but the man stopped her and asked, “What’s your name?”
“Shirley Hunt.”
It sounds familiar, a bit like Shawn Campbell’s voice, but before I can look closely, the man has disappeared into the rain.
I didn’t go into it either. Shirley Hunt is such a warm-hearted girl. I also think I should learn from Shirley Hunt in this respect.
“Sister Irene, let’s go to the third floor. There is a special studio.”
“Well, Shirley, aren’t you afraid he won’t give youumbrella back?”
“I don’t think so. It’s not a valuable thing. I think he is very anxious and didn’t think so much.”