From ancient times to the present, the rain in late autumn has always been a celestial phenomenon that is difficult to forget, and it is an unforgettable tribute to the fear of the cold of the species called humans. The pen is like a tear of incorruptibility that www.biquge.info drooping suddenly, but under the encouragement of the drumbeat of the autumn wind of the violent heavy metal, with a tiring cold, it erodes the motivation and will to learn. Swift slapping on the wide, bright glass of the classroom.

If, just if. There is not a literary girl beside you who is wide-eyed and waiting for you to reply. Then, it will be a good season for high school students with high cultivation to sleep, put on a thick coat, and carry a soft prop that can be placed on the desk to throw everything into it, and you will experience a good autumn sleep in the enclosed space that gives full play to the crystallization of human wisdom, and enjoys a good autumn sleep in the common temperature named "everyone's body temperature".

Of course, all of the above should be based on the principle that you can sleep alone. A girl as delicate as a treasure of civilization, ceramics, with a seductive flush on her crystal white skin. The plastic-framed glasses on the delicate Joan nose are almost shouting, singing loudly the interpretation value of "glasses girl". The unique shyness and delicate and elegant lonely temperament of a literary girl will expand the sense of existence infinitely. With the autumn rain that brings deep cold, it fully and perfectly interprets the cold and wordless external embodiment and the value foundation of Shenxiu.

After the monologue that was almost appreciative in his heart, Xiang Wenxuan could only helplessly look at this pouting mouth and puffing out his cheeks with an expression of "You must have understood". It is as if the world is now in black and white on film, and the play of a silent film is staged. It's just that in the reality of the original subtitles without white on a black background, there is probably only Xiang Wenxuan who can understand this scene at this moment.

Looking at Wenxuan, Yue Xiaoxue's discount poster on the table of Wo x Mar, with a bright red background, and colorful products fully exerted a dazzling array of meanings. Subsequently, Xiang Wenxuan's eyes had to be attracted by the colorful and extremely complex chemical composition of a variety of graffiti with different lengths, widths and heights, ignoring the region, the meaning of the stationery bag that only belonged to girls had already been fully revealed. Compared to Xiang Wenxuan's black signature pen, the pathos of high school boys was completely revealed at this moment.

"Simple, boy. Straightforward, boy. Xiang Wenxuan had a helpless thought in his heart.

"So, you want me to accompany you to Voxma? ”

After seeing the posters where most of the goods were enclosed by circles of different colors, Xiang Wenxuan was completely disappointed with Yue Xiaoxue's ability to communicate with people. Although I would love to ask her how long it has been since she has communicated with anyone. But I still gave up with interest, and resolutely put an end to the pathetic role of being a guide, translator, and porter.

"Am I mistaken, am I a babysitter? Xiang Wenxuan said in his heart.

When the literary girl heard Xiang Wenxuan's question, she showed a somewhat stiff and shy smile, and made a troublesome expression at Xiang Wenxuan. Pull one out of the drawer, no, if you look at it from the shape and compare it with the memories of life. It should be said that one, a green onion pillow.

"Are you a green onion girl? Even if you are a fan of miku, do you need to sleep with a green onion? Hey, where is my personal will? Why don't you ask me if I want to help you, am I Lei Feng? I didn't keep a diary. I didn't keep a diary when I did good deeds, and what should I do if the telephone pole on the side of the road falls. Are you a landlord in the old days? Do you want to invite you to dinner after I finish your shopping? Because "the landlord's family has no surplus grain", isn't it? Where did the sensual beauty of a literary girl go?You're a confused girl.,Even if you want to contrast the cute attributes, don't be so thorough.。 ”

Not all of them are called Xiang Wenxuan, and not all of them can ignore 30% of the expressions conveyed through language in the overall human expression. The autumn rain that has been accompanied, Yue Xiaoxue, who has entered a sweet autumn sleep in the eternal softness with the green onion pillow, even if she can hear Xiang Wenxuan's almost crazy complaints, I am afraid that she will ignore it under the girl's powerful passivity.

"Well, it's been a long time since I've met such an interesting person. It's good to be happy to help others after a long absence. What kind of paries are Ge Lan going to participate in at night, and I shouldn't go home for dinner, I don't know if there is a suitable dress at home?"

Xiang Wenxuan, whose thoughts flew to the other side of the city, was only left looking up at the sky in the 3 hours before school except for using the corner of his eye to eliminate the game.

The rain in late autumn is always long and majestic, and after the classic school bell rings, the students are like a flood flowing out of the floodgates, diverting to the school gate under the dark and gloomy haze sky. The colorful raincoats shrouded in the tram bike, the overture of the car that responds to the dark sky, the orderly singing of songs that belong to the parents, under the stretching sky, intercept the exhausted high school students who are covered by the cold autumn rain and heavy academic **, of course, this is only for ordinary high school students.

In class 0.8, Xiang Wenxuan took over the high-magnification special telescope handed over by the photographer who only appeared on a rainy day in the class, and observed the gloomy sky with some frivolity.

"Half an hour. Xiang Wenxuan threw the telescope to the photographer and reported to the classmates who were acting separately.

"Ah, it's going to be so long. ”

One is still a fairy in the world, with a handsome face with this dazzling smile and far more than the so-called "Oba" in all senses. The head of blonde hair was neatly tied behind his head, and a few strands of blonde hair hung down from the forehead, arcing a perfect diagonal line. A faint complaint floated out of Teacher Ed's mouth, a strong sense of irresponsibility and the positioning of the teacher's "zombie" deity, which highlighted the existence of the homeroom teacher.

"Really, the rain will stop in half an hour, teacher, will you stop? ”

As the most specialty class, it is natural that everyone in the class is immersed in their own field. Some Xi Yaqi, who can't see the blonde man performing a one-man show of sighing at the rain on the podium alone, unceremoniously beats the blonde man into the incompetent and useless cold palace, almost completely interpreting the overriding nature of women's laws. Teacher Ed, who had a hurt expression on his face, sat on the podium with a bitter face, crossed Erlang's legs, and muttered in his mouth.

"So, young people lately. I can't endure hardship, and I can't go home when it rains. I think about back then......."

Everyone in the class has spare rain gear, if you don't bring it, think about the hardships and dangers of the Red Army crossing the grassland back then. If not, if you look back at the time when the underground party members were betrayed by the traitors to extract confessions, you will find that the traitors are comrades who have been lurking for many years before going deep into the interior, and in order to help the trust of the enemies who are willing to help the comrades, it is also okay to bravely bite their tongues and commit suicide. ”

Xi Yaqi looked at the blonde man, wiped his violin, and said perfunctorily.

"Ah, can I ask you what age you grew up? What is the tone of a child who can't stand a little bit of suffering with a perfunctory education? In the second half, it's obviously a nonsense war of resistance. ”

The blonde man continued to complain to Xiaki with a speechless face.

"Ahh Sorry, then the traitor is actually a double-faced spy and teacher Your girlfriend, on the one hand, for the country, and on the other hand, for the lover. The last passionate patriotism broke out, and he resolutely and happily killed you, the teacher. ”

Xi Yaqi looked at the blonde man, adjusted the neck, and then erected the bridge to 90 degrees. Carefully continued to wipe the violin named "Stradivari XVI".

"Ale, oh yaya. What kind of thing are you, the War of Resistance Against Japanese Conflict, it's still a bitter love drama? It looks like I'm the male protagonist, why was the male protagonist killed by the female protagonist? Wait a minute, the heroine expresses her patriotic feelings, and the teacher and I have actually become a villain. It turned out that the heroine was happily killed, what kind of handsome lines did I say, teacher, so that comrades could kill the teacher and me with happiness. Are there any close-ups of the face?"

The blonde man raised his eyebrows lightly, looked at Xi Yaqi who looked at him with disgust with a serious face, shrugged his shoulders and said no more. Xiang Wenxuan muttered a little unbearable.

"Do you care about that? There are really no normal people in this class. Hawkers, thanks to the two of you, I listened to an unusually plump spit cross talk in the past half an hour. Thank you two for adding color to our extensive and profound culture. ”

Everything seemed to be as simple as Xiang Wenxuan's words, and the sky after 30 minutes was still gloomy and daunting. But the thick clouds had long since faded, and the heavy rain had already packed up their luggage and floated away.

"Next time, just remember to pay us for tickets. ”

In Xi Yaqi's unceremonious reply, Xiang Wenxuan dragged the back collar of Yue Xiaoxue, who was sleeping in a daze, and lifted it up like a chicken. In the irregular movement of Yue Xiaoxue's limbs, he was lifted out.

Outside Wo x Ma, it seems to be Yue Xiaoxue, who is stimulated and has a fried cat. With a frightened and uncertain look, he covered his chest nervously with his hands, and made several gestures to Xiang Wenxuan to show his teeth, and finally ended the battle with a "whoop". Covering his face and thinking complacently.

"It turns out that I'm so light, Xiang Wenxuan's thin boy actually lifted it with one hand. ”

"Why don't I have the strength of my arms? Hey, let's go, aren't you going to buy something? Xiang Wenxuan looked at Yue Xiaoxue, who was still happy, shook his head helplessly, and flicked at Yue Xiaoxue's forehead.

"It hurts. ”

Yue Xiaoxue covered her forehead, her eyes were quickly covered with a layer of mist, she opened her delicate eyes through the plastic frame, and looked at Xiang Wenxuan with a pout, her eyes flashing with grievances that made Xiang Wenxuan unable to look directly.

"Well, let's go. ”

It was still full of the pungent smell of the noisy crowd. The natural botanical aroma of fresh food stores and fruits, combined with the spicy flavors in various senses, is like an invisible partition separating the entrance between the world and the supermarket.

The entrance is full of promotional "non-cheap gift consumables", whether it is a self-employed shopkeeper who pays exorbitant rents or a working person who works day in and day out. Everyone had a smirk that was difficult for high school students to excel at, a stiff smile that seemed to hook their cheeks, and a flickering judgment that wandered away. Simple and easy-to-understand inner thoughts, seemingly convergent and very good serious cursing for consumers who only look at but do not buy.

"Although I know everything you bought, let's ask, how are you going to buy it?"

Yue Xiaoxue pushed her glasses, supported her cheek with her right hand, pondered for a long time, and shook her head.

"Well, although I guessed it a long time ago, is that really the case..... Forget it, I'll buy it for you, and I roughly know what you need. ”

However, I am also a junior in high school, and it is really ...... that I can't shop because I can't communicate with each other. Are you a Martian visiting the earth? In this case, as a post-90s generation, even a Martian should become an earthling. Well..... Are Martians and post-90s substitutes for each other? Hey, let's get normal. Otherwise, you'll wear a non-mainstream name. Hawkers, although it was caused by the heart of a college student born in the 80s. The post-80s generation did not want to accept the title of leader of the non-mainstream culture that deviated from historical materialism, so we were taken over by the post-90s generation. It was regarded by the 80s as a weapon of verbal violence against the post-90s, but sooner or later the post-00s will take over the baton, and the legend of the anti-sky will always continue.....

Yue Xiaoxue looked at Xiang Wenxuan with a look of shame, although Xiang Wenxuan himself didn't care, but his unconscious self-talk made the surrounding people consciously leave three meters away from the two. The bright eyes of the people were more like sharp knives scraped away to glance at the two, and the middle-aged woman with an extreme hobby of gossip who didn't know where she was whispered, "The little couple is very upright, it's just ......" ”

Yue Xiaoxue, who was blushing, was even more slanderous in her heart, although she could still listen to the sentence that was very straightforward!

"No, isn't it a matter of buying things. Why did they run to the post-90s? People are not Martians, even if they are, they are cats. Isn't it better to be a Wang Xingren, is it a Boca (book) star! No, even if it is a Boca actress (literary girl). However, Mr. Ed is also very rebellious. Obviously an old man, at least it is an agricultural and sideline product left over from the 70s, at that time it was still natural fertilizer, although there was a good quality, but basically lost the cultivation of the soul. Even shouting asecretmakesamanman all day long. The uncle's temperament is speechless, obviously a madao. ”

If Xiang Wenxuan's mind leaps in the triple jump, then Yue Xiaoxue is a pole vault flying out of the universe.

Yue Xiaoxue, who was brought to the shelf, was measured by Xiang Wenxuan by pressing her flat palm on her head, and looked at Xiang Wenxuan with a just right expression for some reason. Xiang Wenxuan's face was flushed by Xiang Wenxuan, who was almost about to stick in front of her, stared at Xiang Wenxuan's face carefully for a long time, and pushed Xiang Wenxuan away violently.

"Too ....... It's too close.. It's too close... Isn't this usually the hero's choice..... Do.... What the hell? But,Sure enough, the height difference of 10cm is very convenient anyway.,Kissing.... What....... It's also very convenient....."

Xiang Wenxuan, who was inexplicably pushed away, carefully observed Yue Xiaoxue's reaction, and instantly understood the cause and effect. Ignoring Yue Xiaoxue's own shame and indignation, she complained lightly.

"Well. Even if you're not good at communicating. Shut up and give money, you can still do it, sure enough, you pulled me out to be a coolie. Hawkers, supermarkets are similar to real estate, and you have to pay a price if you want to have a good location, so some goods will be so expensive. So honestly buy the top row, compared to those houses that may collapse at any time and will be rebuilt in 7.8 years. Oh. No, it's much more economical to replace mid-level goods frequently. The more difficult it is for customers to get their hands on something, it will usually be cheaper. ”

Looking at the long-winded Xiang Wenxuan, Yue Xiaoxue showed a shallow smile, pushed the spinner wheel shopping cart, and threw the products recommended to Wenxuan into the car without hesitation.

"Speaking of which, let's give up additives or something. We all grew up drinking three x milk powder, and these low-grade chemicals ignored it to a certain extent. However, Xi Yaqi often paints oil paintings of the chili powder of the fried chicken she bought for Shu Fengxun. After all, it's CAS 85-86-9. ”

While Xiang Wenxuan was still talking nonsense of unknown meaning, two little girls dressed almost identically ran past the two of them. The girl who ran at the front was wearing a pink princess dress with a very beautiful Chu character embroidered on her chest. Carrying a key tied with an old-fashioned army-green keystring, the brass single-row keys are each engraved with a soft plum letter. Men's sweatpants, some out of place sports sandals. Carrying a schoolbag that is really no better than the Pleasant Goat of Guoman ran over with a beautiful smile, different from the girl in front, the girl in the back is still a pink princess dress embroidered with Chu characters, white pantyhose, and delicate red leather shoes. Compared to the girl in front, it's more like a real little princess.

"Don't run too fast, I can't catch up. Chu Xin, you stop me. ”

At the bend of the intersection, the girl running in front stopped timidly, with a cute smile on her face, and looked at the girl behind her timidly.

"What a lovely sister, just ........"

Yue Xiaoxue looked at the girl who ran over in confusion, tilting her head and pouting to find the source of the sense of disobedience.

"No, no, no, that's not a sister. ”

Xiang Wenxuan was laughing, cold, iron-blooded, mocking, laughing.

The eyes flashed with the wisdom of the world, and the indifferent and cold black pupils revealed a trace of the distance from other worlds to the present world.

"That's, sign! No, I can't describe it in an exact word. Well, it should be said that the victims of kindness or the poor children who flaunt kindness are right. ”

Looking at Yue Xiaoxue's disgusted doubts, Xiang Wenxuan snorted coldly.

"Can't get used to my statement? Even you should have noticed it, the first girl, the disgusting sense of disobedience that seems to be a patchwork dress. Judging from the girl in the back, the clothes on the girl named Chu Xin are probably one of the favorite things of the girl in the back. Showing off one's name to show one's belonging, a child's absolute control over his belongings, is a fundamental principle of the child's corrupt kingdom. ”

"Kind teacher, how can there be poor students in the class who don't mobilize the strength of the class to help?"

"Kind children, how can poor students in the class not donate what they love to show that they are kind children. ”

"Kind parents, how can a poor student in the child's class not be generous to do a charity, otherwise how can the child be praised in the whole school assembly, otherwise, how can the child establish the image of a kind child?"

"Haven't you experienced this kind of thing, helping poor students to be the kindest children in the class, and parents taking their children to the whole school assembly. Full of kindness, he said, "We didn't do anything, but the child felt that we had to help my classmates ......"

"No one is wrong, there is nothing wrong with the good people, and there is no fault with the poor. From the very beginning, everyone's definition of goodness is different, and Li Chuxin is the same, becoming a victim of evil called goodness. That's why I say that it is a victim of kindness or a poor child who flaunts kindness. ”

"Why? This man, always, always, is arbitrarily cross-beaming everyone from a malicious angle. Always..... Always. ”

Yue Xiaoxue looked at Xiang Wenxuan coldly, and sadness and sympathy flashed in the eyes of the young man who was alone to tell "kindness".

"Li Chuxin, you can't run so fast. It's going to be a wild girl. Here, this is a snack that my aunt bought for you, take it back and take it back with my mother. Although the conditions at home are not good, you have to work hard. ”

A middle-aged beautiful woman who was extremely similar to the "little princess" was holding a bag of food, and pulled the little princess straight behind her with some impatience. With a gentle smile, he said to the girl named Li Chuxin.

"Why?

Yue Xiaoxue, who was entangled in her heart with an indescribable sadness, stared at Xiang Wenxuan, her eyes covered with a layer of mist.

"Don't stare at me so resentfully, the tragic reality won't change just because you look at me a few times. It was also the first time I had met this girl. ”

"As for the reason why I see the essence, it's because of the key. There was not a trace of rust shining on the key, and the inscription was clearly a man's handwriting, cherished and hung on his chest, as if it were a cherished attitude of existence that was far more precious than the designer clothes on his body. ”

"It's natural to think that the key is my father's relic or something. Oh, by the way, there's no way society is like this now........."

Xiang Wenxuan was still explaining, like a qualified detective, digging out the facts buried under the surface and uncovering the bloody scars.

For the first time, a literary girl feels pity for a teenager who ignores everything.