放学了。陈星儿快速地整理好书包,快速地冲出教室。那种稠稠的好像被掺进了面粉一样的雨终于没再下了,天空中露出一点点阳光的影子,湿漉漉的路面也几乎被风吹干了。陈星儿一个人裹在熙熙攘攘的拥向校门口的人流中,周围都是陌生的同学。她每天都是这样,自己一个人回家,很少跟班上的同学一起走。班上同 After school. Chen Xing children quickly pack up quickly out of the classroom. The kind of heavy rain that seemed to have been dusted with flour finally disappeared, the shadow of the sun shone a little and the wet road was nearly blown dry by the wind. Chen Xing children wrapped in a bustling crowds of people in front of the school, surrounded by strange students. She does this everyday, going home alone and seldom walking with classmates. The same class