When she saw the word memory, she suddenly forgot the next thought she perceived and just stared at it quietly. It was not until a student called her; that she realized and continued the lecture. At this moment, she saw Cassie, who walked in from the back door and sat on the chair in the last row, waving at her with a smile.
The lawn turned yellow while the leaves on the roadside trees all fell. Some students stepped on the withered leaves, leaving a faint but creak sound.
The sunshine dispelled the coldness of autumn. Irish bought two cups of hot milky tea and handed one of them to Cassie, sat down beside her, and took a sip of the milky tea. She stretched herself, leaning forward, and sighed with feeling, "It feels great under the warm sunshine."
It was also the alma mater of her and Cassie, and they always took a sunbath here.
