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时间一分一秒地过去了,可我还是睡不着啊,望着宿舍天花板上一圈圈晕黄的光,我的思绪被拉回了高三,拉回了高三二班,拉回了那段青骢岁月……那一年,我十八岁。那一年,她也十八岁。那一年,我在一中。那一年,她转学来到一中,来到我们班上。那一年,我坐在第一排,和一个男孩。那一年,她坐在最后一排,和一个女孩。那一年那一月那一天的第二天,刚到教室的我就发现气氛不对,怎么会有那么多人都齐刷刷地看向我。原来,是她坐在了我旁边,再看看我原来的同桌,他已经被调到最后一排了。
Time passed, but I still could not sleep ah, looking at the dormitory ceiling halo of light in a circle, my thoughts were pulled back to the third year, pulled back the third and second classes, pulled back that Section Qingli years ... ... that year, I was 18 years old. That year, she was 18 years old. That year, I was in one. That year, she transferred to one, came to our class. That year, I sat in the first row, and a boy. That year, she sat in the last row, and a girl. On the very next day of the month of that year, when I first arrived in the classroom, I noticed the atmosphere was so different, and so many people looked at me in unison. It turned out she sat next to me, look at my original table, he has been transferred to the last row.