Chapter 22: Lovely You.
That is, in order to save money on school uniforms last year, I saw that the trouser legs were a few points shorter because of the growth height, but I didn't change them all winter. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
At this time, facing the cold wind, stepping on the ice slag on the ground, my ankles were so cold that I didn't even have basic consciousness.
I always thought that in the south there would be no snow except in winter. That's why I dare to spend so unscrupulously.
As a result, the unexpected weather hit hard.
But according to this line of thinking, if I think about it as an aside, can it prove that my firm idea will be overturned one day?
For example, the delicate relationship with Song Zhun. Pursing his lips, he stepped into the oncoming bus to put an end to this grinding thought.
All the way to the classroom, everyone seemed to have moved out the warmest equipment to resist the cold wave this time. Song Zhun simply wrapped a scarf around his neck, trying to cover his red ears that were frozen because his hair was too short.
I wasn't so lucky, because I had to save money to fill my stomach.
Just like Mu Fei said, cold and hungry, he would rather choose the former. After all, none of us are the ones who reach out and ask for that meager salary when our families are poor.
Because there will be guilt, as if you should not have been born in this world.
If a person doubts the purpose of his coming into this world, he becomes vulnerable.
I want to protect my bottom line from being violated by the world, and Mu Fei hopes that when he is strong, he can trample under the feet of those who looked down on him before.
We can still communicate because we face the same problems. Coupled with the fact that the trust established before has not been exhausted, there is now a ironic relationship.
To put it bluntly, it is two people who have done bad things together since childhood, not only cooperate tacitly, but also never betray each other.
Ten minutes into the first class, I couldn't stand the feeling of ice under my feet sealing my feet. Leaving a pain that reached the tip of the knife to his heart, and he kept shaking his legs in an attempt to restore his sense of touch.
Perhaps the teacher has a clear sense that the student sitting alone in the corner is a problem teenager. In addition, the math teacher is a humorous person, so he will pull the arc of jokes, and when he turned around to wipe the blackboard, he said: "Jiang Nian, don't be cool on such a cold day, haven't you noticed that female classmates don't like this type of boy now?
After the math teacher finished speaking, the classroom immediately burst into laughter, and a few bold boys even playfully asked, "What kind of boys do you think are popular with girls?"
The math teacher replied meaningfully: "This question will be understood when you don't ask it anymore!"
The boys at the bottom obviously didn't buy it, "Teacher, aren't you prevaricating us? How many girlfriends have you had?"
When the math teacher was asked about this topic, he rarely smiled shyly, looked out the window and turned back, and replied arrogantly, "A lot!"
Then naturally, the whole classroom exploded because of this topic that can arouse curiosity and resonance, and some are either asking about age, number, appearance, and internal questions that must be discussed.
Only Song Zhun secretly moved his gaze back, and then found that I was also participating in the hot chat, that he finally dared to freeze those good-looking eyes on me.
Actually, I wasn't curious about the math teacher's experience in this area, but I just wanted him to be more upright when I was sure that Song Zhun would turn his eyes.
And then unfortunately this process only took a few tens of seconds, and he disappeared from my afterlook.
Then, as soon as it was time for the end of class, the math teacher had just left on his front foot, and he put down the pen in his hand to take notes on the back foot, and rushed out of the classroom as if he was racing against time.
Pursing my lips and looking at the scarf that was scattered when he trotted, I couldn't help but be lost, am I so annoying? Why didn't I know all along?
After a few minutes, I put one hand in my trouser pocket and the other hand was scribbling in my math textbook. Then he looked at the dead branches outside the window for a moment, and frowned slightly. When I looked back and saw the random strokes in the textbook, it was actually his name when they were combined. I hurriedly picked up the pen and quickly covered the black font with a stirring motion.
waited until it was unrecognizable, and only then did he dare to stop, and he instinctively reacted with relief.
I didn't want to look up, but I was able to meet Song Zhun's stubborn expression, and with a tough taste, I put the things in my pocket on my desk slowly and mysteriously, covering the paper that had been punctured too hard.
The moment I lowered my eyes and saw the socks in front of me, my pupils widened in surprise, not to mention that the shop actually sold socks in addition to food. His slender fingers tapped the transparent plastic bag, and said in a commanding tone with an expressionless face: "Uncle Doorman, should you put up a sign next time that no fools are allowed to enter?" Hurry up and put it on, it's so cold. ”
This is the second time I can't help but use the word cute to describe him, although it doesn't fit with his image at all.
I don't know why I grabbed the pair of socks sealed in a transparent paper bag with a black face and threw them in his hands. He said in a flirtatious tone: "Why does classmate Song like to be a live Lei Feng so much? But what should I do? I am not worthy of your help." ”
may want to provoke him, after all, no one can bear this kind of unjustified purpose, more like a show of kindness.
Or maybe I don't want to see him care about others in the same way next time, after all, there are things that are better not to accept in the first place than to be happy and return to their original form next time.
Watching him walk back with an unappreciative handout without mood swings, he refused to compromise at all.
I silently thought to myself, "I really can't be friends with this kind of person", because it will make me lose completely.
Arrogant and inferior, I always want to challenge his tolerance limit again and again, and I can't wait to see him abandon indifference and jump in anger.
It's a pity that every time I fail.
Could this person be Iron Man? With King Kong's incorruptible body, no matter how he uses it, he can't touch the fragile and disguised strict inner world?
I was a little discouraged, though what I had done to him wasn't too much in my eyes.
During the lunch break, I finally had the psychological preparation to go from the classroom to the cafeteria, and stepped out of the corridor, and the broken ice that began to show signs of melting once it was caught in the wind, and the person who could blow it was as naked as if he was not wearing clothes~ naked.
I tightened my coat, covered my chest, and managed to walk from the classroom to the cafeteria.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he breathed a sigh of relief, Mu Fei appeared in front of him coldly, his face was really as miserable as his mother described, blue and purple, and there was even white gauze on his forehead, which looked very bleak, but he grinned heartlessly.
It was the first time that Mu Fei, who had a better skin, was found to be so ugly.
So I twitched the corners of my mouth and said sarcastically, "You are really righteous enough!"
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