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compass points north
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In the luggage of every navigator, there is always a compass. Although it is small and may have traveled many times, the compass is still very important. It symbolizes the spirit of exploration of the navigator and always points the way for the navigator.
——Preface
" And then, what next? And then?"
Li Xiao stretched out his hand from under the covers, picked up the phone placed on the bedside, and the screen's light suddenly illuminated his face half-hidden in the blanket. The sudden brightness stimulated his eyes, accustomed to the darkness, causing a momentary brain freeze. Squinting, he saw the blurry time displayed on the screen - it was 1:45 in the morning. However, everyone seemed to be at an exciting point, with no signs of sleepiness.
"Should we call it a night and chat another day? It's almost 2 o'clock," Li Xiao said, shaking his phone screen at his roommate across the room.
"No, no, I haven't finished listening. I won't be able to sleep tonight anyway, and we don't have class tomorrow, so it's okay. We can just wake up later tomorrow," the roommate, completely engrossed, naturally refused to let Li Xiao off the hook.
"Just, just," came the voice from the lower bunk. Today is my roommate's birthday. In the midst of the joyous celebration, we ended up drinking a bit more. Whether it was the alcohol or some other reason, everyone was unusually excited tonight. At the time when we should have been fast asleep, not a single one of us felt drowsy. Instead, we were all in high spirits, engaging in an almost two-hour-long "chat session" with no intention of ending. It felt like we were about to reach a climax. "And then, Xiao Xiao, what happened next?" My roommate urged incessantly, as if the pause had been too long.
Li Xiao smiled helplessly and mumbled under the covers, "Let me think about it."
Li Xiao closed her eyes, as if trying hard to recall the long-forgotten images and the vivid boy in her youthful years. In that moment, she realized that everything about him seemed to be stored in a box deep in her mind. Although it was piled with other things, a gentle touch would instantly open it up.
Everything inside poured out at once, all so vivid, even the leaves at that time were exceptionally bright.
Li Xiao quietly asked in his heart, how did we meet?
I remember it was the peak of summer, with exceptionally hot weather. The cicadas were particularly loud, and the leaves were shining green, but they seemed a bit dazzling to the eyes.
"Today's game was really beautiful. Did you see that there were quite a few girls standing by the playground? Huh, it's rare to see that on such a hot day," Gu Zhan said with a bottle of cold cola in his left hand, taking a few big sips, and smiling as he rested his hand on Jiang Yan's shoulder. Jiang Yan seemed to anticipate his thoughts and promptly brushed off his hand before he turned his face towards her, then hugged the basketball and stepped onto the stairs.
"You should go stand in the hallway and get some fresh air. Your sweat smell will fill the classroom and bother your classmates." Gu Zhan said, reaching out his hand and lowering his voice to a ghostly howl.
"I already washed up." Jiang Yan ignored his call, didn't even look back, and turned into the staircase on the third floor, heading to his own classroom.
"When did he wash up? Was it when I bought the cola? How heartless, he really left me alone to endure the cold wind. Hiccup," he shook his head, and then poured several big mouthfuls of cola into his mouth.
"Pu" was awakened by the heat, and Li Xiao happened to witness this dramatic scene. They should be from Class 6 upstairs, while Li Xiao is from Class 4, the last class on this floor, next to the stairs.
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