Saturday morning

Saturday morning, draw the curtains, launched into a bunch of sunshine warm hut.
Furnishings, beds, cabinets, desks. Into the wind, the wind chimes hanging from the roof to issue a clear sound. Cocoa rubbed his eyes, stretched comfortably. Well, a new day.
To start to work it!
In fact, the so-called work of just finishing the manuscript collection of students, and cocoa as the school's radio station station responsible for all manuscripts organized and edited, then broadcast time every Monday to share with you. Cocoa own like this, she always dream that one day someone said to her: "I remember your voice."
Turn for a moment, but still can not find. Whoops! Cocoa suddenly thought, the Friday rush to leave the school when the manuscripts are in the broadcast room. Own memory is ...... cocoa depressed to the No way, and had to go back to school to get.
Ride a bike, fresh space lunged. Issued car "creak" sound unpleasant, but the cocoa mood was good. Not saying it: the car is not new, can ride on the line, speed is not fast, then the spirit can be through a red light. The cocoa Minzui smile, what is so humorous.
Passed through the tea shop, cocoa, tea cup taro flavor. This is, if rather like the taste. Cocoa has been used to buy natural flavor. Should really change the taste, cocoa think also Xuruo Ning said, you should try something new.
The weekend campus was extremely quiet. Cocoa in one hand and tea, single-handedly put the bike. She likes this atmosphere, there is no noise, as if the world only one person.
Huh? Saturday, the school will not be any?
Cocoa in front of walked a girl, a blue dress. Cocoa exclaimed, her back is so beautiful. Cocoa to a bicycle hand the flexibility to play a little ring to remind each other. Suddenly, the girl is a turn -
Ah! Cocoa is too late to brake.
Be careful!
Attached to the bike, and fell heavily to the ground.
"Are you okay?" Attend to pain, cocoa worried the girl was still kneeling on the ground.
The girl's face pale, she shook her head.