When Yu Wei woke up, the corners of her eyes were wet, she touched her hand, and her sideburns were full of tears.

After looking around, I found that I was lying on the bed in the school infirmary, with the white curtain drawn, and the surroundings were quiet.

So she lay back down peacefully and calmed down.

It's been a long time since I've had this dream, and there is no doubt that it's a good dream, the best dream she's ever had, her parents are alive, they're laughing, and there's the little uncle she likes.

That's right, it's not as Yao Sujuan said, she actually saw Bu Xiao when she was a child, and she was three years old when she didn't remember much. However, Bu Xiao shouldn't remember her, because he never mentioned it, Yu Wei felt that it might be because he was an ominous little crying bag at the time, and he didn't know that he was the little girl who was full of Wu language back then.

At that time, Yao Sujuan had not yet come to Bu's house, and she should have heard all these things from Grandpa Bu, but when she returned to her hometown with her parents to visit Grandpa Bu in the summer when she was three years old, the old man was hospitalized because of a sudden gastrointestinal disease, and she didn't see it......

The school doctor saw that she was awake, and came over to ask a few words about Yu Wei's physical condition, saying that she was fine, and that she could still attend the afternoon class.

The bell rang for school at noon, but Qi Miao came in five minutes, and as soon as she entered the door of the infirmary, she scolded herself for not taking good care of her body, and she didn't tell her when she was hungry, and she muttered for a while before she stopped, because she saw two more people coming outside the door.

Sun Lige and Bu Hui came, Bu Hui was still the same, standing outside the door with his hands in his pockets, unwilling to enter, only Sun Lige walked in and asked her if she was okay.

Yu Wei coped with a few words very politely, after all, Sun Lige had just handed her a love letter in the morning, and he was not too embarrassed to stay for a long time, touched the back of his head and said, "You have a good rest", and walked with Bu Hui, Bu Hui just before leaving, standing outside the door and looking at Yu Wei, who was on the bed, took a deep look, his eyes couldn't say anything, and then he left expressionlessly.

Qi Miao said a few words to her, but she was also blown away by the school doctor because she was too loud, she went home for dinner at noon, and she couldn't accompany Yuwei anymore and rode home.

After the afternoon class, Yu Wei spent it safely, and after she got the injection, she ate the lunch that Qi Miao brought to her from home in a thermos box, and her body was fine.

But after the physics class of Mr. Wang, the head teacher in the afternoon, Yu Wei, who went to the toilet, was stopped by him at the door of the classroom, saying that she asked her to go to the office to find him after school, Yu Wei nodded, and probably knew what he was looking for herself.

When school was over, the corridor was full of people and noisy, and Yu Wei, who had just stepped out of the classroom door with her front foot, suddenly heard a very familiar voice shouting: "Fourth uncle, why are you here?" ”

She was stunned for a moment, and walked out behind the classmates who left the classroom door, but as soon as she walked out of the classroom, she saw a familiar tall figure.

Bu Xiao stood next to Bu Hui in school uniform, a cut taller than him, he stood up straight, behind him was a white pillar in the corridor, and he was very eye-catching in a large school uniform in a black casual suit.

Many girls looked at him and whispered.

Bu Xiao wore a black denim jacket today, the texture of the collar and waistline is very stiff, very flattering to the figure, and a small pure white button was slipped on the front of the placket, and three or four were unbuttoned.

He wore denim and looked inexplicably young, and sure enough, Qi Miao, who came out with Yu Wei, stared at him wide-eyed: "Oh my God, this is Buhui's fourth uncle?" It's so young......"

Qi Miao's whimsical "I just don't feel like a good person" just spit it out, Bu Xiao's gaze had already passed through the crowd and looked towards him, his black eyes were full of interest, his black eyebrows were slanted and raised, and then he stretched out his hand and made a gesture to signal her to come over.

Yu Wei was a little nervous at this moment, she had just dreamed of him at noon, and she would see him after school in the afternoon.

Every time she took a step towards him, his silhouette coincided with that white-shirted boy when she was thirteen or fourteen years old, the appearance of the "little uncle" she had always remembered in her heart.

Bu Xiao was still talking to Bu Hui, when he saw Yu Wei approaching, stopped beside him, and asked in a low voice: "Low blood sugar?" ”

Yu Wei confirmed that he really came to school because of himself.

Nodding, Yu Wei couldn't help but wonder: "How do you know?" ”

Buxiao raised his eyebrows, and looked at her with a smile in his clear eyes: "Don't talk about this first, come with me." ”

Yu Wei hadn't come back to her senses yet, she saw Bu Xiao joking with Bu Hui again, patted the back of her nephew's head, said goodbye to Bu Hui, and then walked towards the teacher's office, she could only hurry over.

Passing through some crowded crowds in the corridor, Yu Wei followed Buxiao into the science office, he didn't even knock on the door, he pushed the door open and walked in, this is the most lively time in the office, the problem students and self-motivated students in each class are here, some are standing and punishing, some are sitting and listening to the questions, the teachers are also busy, some are loudly reprimanded, and some are whispered to explain.

As soon as Bu Xiao walked in, Mr. Yang, who taught chemistry, saw him coming, straightened his waist, and smiled through the baffle between the lattices: "Uncle Buhui is here again, you are really a frequent visitor to the office." ”

Bu Xiao raised his eyes and saw that Mr. Yang's wavy hair was stretched into a long black straight, his bright eyes narrowed slightly, and he laughed in a low voice: "Sister Yang, the new hairstyle is good, it looks more tender." ”

Teacher Yang had already laughed so much that his cheeks were red, and every time Buhui and his uncle came to the teacher's office, he coaxed a group of female teachers to be very happy, and he was in a particularly good mood to see him coming.

Yu Wei saw that the head teacher was bowing her head and drinking tea, and when she saw Bu Xiao walking in with her, she put down the tea jar in her hand with a smile on her face, and pointed to the two chairs in front of the desk and beckoned her and Bu Xiao to sit down.

Bu Xiao sat down naturally, and then patted the chair on his right hand and motioned for Yu Wei to sit too, and Yu Wei had to sit next to him obediently.

"There was a fight in Buhui last Friday, and I came to his parents, but after his fourth uncle came, he said, you will be in his charge in the future, so I called him here, but I can be regarded as finding someone who can manage you." Mr. Wang's eyes behind the lenses looked straight at Yu Wei and said, although he was smiling, his tone was a little stern.

"Oh." Yu Wei then understood that this was the case, although she had been vaguely guessing that this was really true at this time, and she would return to Xiaoguan in the future, but she couldn't tell whether she was happy or nervous.

"This kid ......" Teacher Wang cocked Erlang's legs very casually, and said to Buxiao in a deep voice: "If you want to say that it is easy to manage, she never worries about learning, and it is difficult to manage, she is more disobedient than Buhui, so she doesn't care what our teacher says." ”

Yu Wei heard the head teacher say this in a slow tone, and her face was hot for a while.

Bu Xiao smiled, without words, at this time he took out a box of soft China from the inner pocket of his jacket, took out one, and handed the cigarette to the head teacher, Teacher Wang took it happily, but he didn't smoke, clamped it on his right ear, crossed his legs and continued to say to Bu Xiao: "I also know that she is in a special situation, and now that someone can ask her, I am really relieved, but speaking of which, can you control her?" ”

Bu Xiao smiled, stuffed the cigarette case back into his pocket, raised his eyebrows and said, "The girl really hasn't taken care of it, you can try it in the future." ”

Hearing him say this, Mr. Wang laughed.

Yu Wei looked at how these two people seemed to have known each other for several years, and was a little surprised for a while, and then she was even more surprised when she heard what Bu Xiao said.

"Brother Wang, the two children are bothering you, if you have anything to do, just call me."

Yu Wei couldn't help but glance at Buxiao, the smile on his side face was indifferent, but why was it "Sister Yang" and "Brother Wang" in his mouth, so affectionate......

Teacher Wang laughed twice and said: "Then today I will tell you about Yuwei, first talk about fun, I heard what the Chinese teacher said last time, there is a class to learn Lu Xun, remembering Liu and Zhenjun, she asked the children below which sentence they liked the most, and others said that they liked the sentence 'real warrior dares' or something, do you know what she said?" Come, tell your Uncle Bu, which sentence did you say you liked the most? ”

Yu Wei blushed, feeling that Bu Xiao turned her head to look at her gaze, she could only bite her lip and be silent for a while before she opened her mouth and read word by word: "I have always been unafraid to speculate on Chinese with the worst malice, but I still don't expect it, and I don't believe it...... It's so cruel that it's so bad......"

Her tone was still soft and gentle, and she was not nervous or ashamed at this time, and there was no taste when she read the text.

Bu Xiao originally looked at her with interest, but when he heard this, he couldn't help but smile for a while.

"Listen, you know she's not easy to manage, right?" Teacher Wang raised his right eyebrow, and the mole also jumped.

The reason why Mr. Wang's nickname is called "Preserved Egg" is because there is a mole on the eyebrow of the right eyebrow, and there is a hair growing on it, which looks like a "Q" from close proximity, and some students gave him such a nickname from the playing cards.

Bu Xiao laughed for a while, stared at Yu Wei and said, "Why are you so individual?" ”

Yu Wei gritted her teeth and didn't know how to answer Bu Xiao, so she heard Pi Dan continue: "Actually, it's not a big deal, I came to you today, the first is because she fainted in low blood sugar math class, you go back and think of a way to strengthen her nutrition, and the second is that at noon, the math teacher accepted everyone's notebook, and she put a love letter in the wrong question book, what's the matter, Yu Wei, tell me." ”

When Yu Wei heard this, she blushed, she remembered now, after reading the love letter, she didn't pick it up, and put it in the book, but before she had time to take it out, she fainted, it turned out that the book was the wrong book that the teacher wanted to receive.

Before she could figure out how to explain, she saw Teacher Wang pick up the pale pink letter from the table next to her and hand it to Bu Xiao, who took it very easily, lowered his head and unfolded it.

While he looked at the letter in his hand, she had already organized the language and explained: "Teacher Wang, this letter was given to me by someone else, I did read it, but I didn't reply, and I don't plan to reply, I don't talk about love in high school." ”

Teacher Wang heard her clear explanation, thinking that this child was really the most difficult to manage, and sighed twice.

But who knew that Buxiao was even more unreliable than the child, he took the letter and looked down for a while, I don't know which sentence poked him to laugh or what, laughed for a long time, Yu Wei looked at him from the side, and saw that he even had dimples laughing, so he said slowly: "It's well written, it has a bit of Wang Xiaobo's meaning." ”

Teacher Wang was dumbfounded, thinking about what his reaction was, and then said: "It must not have been written by Sun Lige, I don't know where he found the gunman, his handwriting is like a dog, and the composition is at the bottom every time, so it seems that he didn't write it." ”

Bu Xiao glanced at it a few more times, and when he folded the letter, he saw the math problem written in pencil on the back of the paper, and muttered: "But I can see that our Yuwei didn't plan to reply to him, and the back of this love letter is regarded as calculus paper......"

Hearing the sentence "We Yuwei" in his mouth, Yuwei's face suddenly burned, and when she looked at Buxiao, he also glanced at her sideways, his eyes were meaningful.

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When I walked out of the office, it was already late, and I didn't know what to talk about, Mr. Wang chatted with Bu Xiao so much that the corners of his lips were white before he stopped, saying that he would watch the students study at night later, and he would go downstairs to eat, so he let Bu Xiao and Yu Wei leave.

Now, Yu Wei's life experience, including the family history of the last two generations, was known to the head teacher, and when she listened, she was also surprised why Buxiao was so funny, listening to him chat, it was really interesting, and he would often come up with a sentence or two of dialogue that made people laugh.

At this time, the school was very deserted, it was already dark, the lights in the corridor were not turned on, she followed Buxiao down the stairs in the dark, and for a while it was so silent that there was only the footsteps of two people in her ears.

Yu Wei's eyesight is not very good, she didn't see her feet clearly, she almost stepped on the air in one step, and was held by Bu Xiao's elbow, let her follow her, and chuckled: "You are quite popular with little boys, how many copies of the love letter have you received before you can think of using it as a calculation paper?" ”

After thinking about it, Yu Wei lowered her long eyelashes and said lightly: "It's not a lot." ”

When Bu Xiao heard her answer like this, he only felt funny, and wanted to tease her for a while, so he raised his eyebrows and said, "None of them like it?" ”

Yu Wei bit her lower lip, what could she say, she couldn't say that she only had him in her heart, she could only tell the truth: "It's too naïve." ”

Bu Xiao laughed, he turned his face sideways at this time, and could see Yu Wei's snow-white cheeks, the tip of her nose and the tip of her nose, there was a small mole on the tip of her nose, and her face was even more clear.

"What about this one?" Bu Xiao shook the pale pink letter in his hand, and his tone was deep: "Are you naïve too?" ”

"It's really well written." Yu Wei replied without thinking about it, but was silent for a moment, and when she spoke again, her tone was thoughtful: "But love letters are not beautiful...... It depends on who the person who made the payment was. ”

Speechless for a while, Bu Xiao narrowed her eyes slightly, frowned and looked at Yu Wei beside her, looking at her expression when she said this, there was still no wave, but there was something clearly in her tone, and this sound so simple but concise, it didn't look like a high school student said it.

Why is she so different from others, let alone compared with her peers, even if she compares with his peers, it is special enough, the most common person in this world is the layman, he has lived for twenty-eight years, and he met it for the first time......

As soon as this thought came to him, Bu Xiao's expression was slightly stunned for a second, and then he lowered his head and smiled self-deprecatingly.

What are you thinking? Why is his state of mind at this time so similar to the few sentences he wrote in his own hand on the letter......

The pale pink letter was still in his hand, and when he walked to the first floor, Bu Xiao folded the letter in his hand and stuffed it back into the inner pocket of his clothes.