Chapter Twenty-Five: It's Just My Heart
There are many things in this world, but in the end, there are no results, and there are many encounters, which is actually a pity in itself.
Isn't a life with regrets also beautiful? A tree, you have planted it in the soil since it was a small sapling, and watched it grow gradually, opening branches and spreading leaves, and the tree has deep roots and shades the clouds and the sun.
Many years later, you smell its fragrance when you walk by it, stop under the tree, look up and see its prosperity full of trees, you have planted it, given it life, it quietly gives back to you, and at the same time it has its own life journey.
It is no longer for you to live, on a sunny day, it is baking for thousands of people to shelter from the scorching sun, when it rains, it provides eaves for people who shelter from the rain, its life is colorful, you will regret that it is no longer just for you, but your heart will still be gratified, because it makes you feel beautiful and enrich each other's lives together.
"Fang Ruo, should we still stay in the classroom after school to run the blackboard newspaper?"
Fang Ruo looked up at Chen Zifan, who was tall and tall in front of him, and replied after a moment of silence: "Now that my home is far away from the school, it may not be convenient to stay a little longer after school and go home." ”
"Oh, that's understandable." There was a little loss in his eyes, and he finally won the opportunity to be alone with her, but now it was in vain.
"Otherwise, let's ask the teacher for leave, and we won't go to the playground to do radio gymnastics during the big recess, and we will stay in the classroom to run the blackboard newspaper, okay?" Fang Ruo asked tentatively, this was also the best method she could think of.
"Yes, I agree." Chen Zifan was overjoyed in his heart, and his face was full of smiles.
The second class of the day is a large recess time, and the break time is 35 minutes, but the school stipulates that every student has to go to the playground to exercise, that is, to do a set of national broadcast gymnastics.
"Moral, intellectual, physical, aesthetic and labor, all-round development" is the key point that the principal should emphasize every time he holds a meeting, although the students are full of complaints about this, but every day at the end of the day will still obediently go down to exercise.
After hearing this, the head teacher readily agreed, and they also got the leave slip as they wished.
The two of them were the same as usual, Fang Ruo wrote, Chen Zifan painted, the two of them tacitly did their own things, and occasionally chatted a few words in their spare time, but most of them talked about studying.
For example, when he asked her how to analyze the material in the history question, Fang Ruo would seriously tell him his own method, or they would discuss the essay question assigned by the teacher and what ideas should be used to write it... And so it is.
The two of them tacitly agreed not to mention that sensitive topic again, at first they both felt a little uncomfortable, and then gradually it became natural, of course, this is what Fang Ruo felt, and Chen Zifan's heart had already been silently turned upside down several times, but when he talked to her, he always pretended to be calm.
"Fang Ruo, do you have anything you like to eat?" Chen Zifan looked at her back and said this sentence as if he were fascinated.
Fang Ruo's hand holding the chalk paused, and then continued to write, "I don't like anything I like very much, it's okay." ”
"If it's your birthday, what would you like to receive?" Chen Zifan spoke cautiously, but his thoughts were already written on his face.
"Birthday... I didn't think about that.... She felt a little embarrassed, it was a little strange for him to suddenly ask this question, her birthday was also spent at home on weekdays, the whole family had a meal together, my mother would make a little delicious, the birthday cake was not much to buy, my mother said that it was small and expensive, it was better to eat a few more eggs to replenish the brain.
But Xu Zhuoyuan will give her gifts, every time it is something delicate and small that girls like, or a book, Zheng Yuqian will also give her beautiful lanterns and the like.
"Do you have a sweet tooth?"
"I... Yes, how do you know? Fang Ruo blushed and looked at him. On weekdays, she never said that she likes sweets, and the only person who knows her preference is Xu Zhuoyuan, who grew up together, and Zheng Yuqian doesn't know, I don't know how he knows.
"Hehe, I guess, I saw that Xu Zhuoyuan bought you mung bean cake last time." Chen Zifan scratched his head, and his face was slightly flushed.
Fang Ruo smiled shyly and didn't speak again, but concentrated on writing the words on the blackboard.
Chen Zifan no longer asked questions, but focused on the painting in his hand.
"The Discipline Department has checked people, why didn't you two go to the playground to do broadcast gymnastics?" Wearing red armbands on their cuffs, several student union cadres looked at the two of them still in the classroom, their expressions were a little serious, and some cadres took out their duty record books.
Chen Zifan saw someone writing something in the notebook, and hurriedly stepped forward and said, "We want to run a blackboard newspaper, so I asked the teacher for leave, this is a leave note." As he spoke, he took out the leave slip from his pocket and handed it to them.
The student union cadre standing at the front took the leave slip in his hand, read it carefully, and then said with a gentle smile: "It's good to have a leave slip, I won't record your name and deduct points, then you can run a blackboard newspaper." ”
"Liu Ji, what are you doing, come on, a classmate was hiding in the toilet just now." Urging voices rang out outside the classroom.
Fang Ruo heard a familiar voice and looked outside the classroom.
The speaker then stepped into the classroom with anxiety on his face.
Fang Ruo looked at the person who came, she saw the red armband on Xu Zhuoyuan's cuffs, and Xu Zhuoyuan also saw her and Chen Zifan beside her.
The boy who received the note just now stepped forward and hooked Xu Zhuoyuan's neck and said with a smile: "Good brother, I'm here, there was something here just now." ”
Xu Zhuoyuan shook off his hand in disgust, frowned and said with a displeased expression: "Fang Ruo, why are you two doing radio gymnastics here." ”
Every day, the cadres of the discipline department will go to the classroom to check on people during the big recess, not only to check whether there are any students who are lazy and do not go down to exercise, but also to check whether there are students in the classroom who are in early love, because some people will take this opportunity to hide together and meet secretly.
Especially just now when he caught a pair of classmates kissing me and me behind the curtain in the next class, and now he saw Fang Ruo and Chen Zifan in the same room, and he thought of the two of them together.
"Oh, you're Fang Ruo!" Liu Ji said suddenly with a sense of enlightenment, and his eyes began to look her up and down.
Fang Ruo looked at him puzzled, she didn't know this classmate named Liu Ji in front of her, so it could be said that she didn't have any impression at all.
"It's okay, you don't know me, but I know you, I'm Xu Zhuoyuan's friend, and I used to be in the ninth middle school." He smiled brightly, but there was something different in his eyes.
"What are you doing, look at your urgency, they run a blackboard newspaper, and they don't do anything that they can't see people, look at you like that." Liu Ji smiled at Xu Zhuoyuan, as if he knew some secret.
Xu Zhuoyuan's face turned red after hearing this, and he muttered: "Hurry up and go, everyone else can build a house in the toilet, and we haven't found anyone yet." After speaking, he pushed Liu Ji towards the door of the classroom.
"Fang Ruo, you can do it, do it well." Xu Zhuoyuan turned his head and said to Fang Ruo with a smile, with a thin blush on his face.
"Fang Ruo, I'll see you in the future, I..." Liu Ji's hearty voice sounded at the door.
"Whoever is destined to see you goodbye, hurry up and go, don't get in the way here." Xu Zhuoyuan ran over to cover his mouth, and the two of them leaned together, pushing and walking to the door.
A group of people left the classroom, the footsteps gradually faded away, Chen Zifan looked at Fang Ruo, his eyes were full of doubts, Fang Ruo herself didn't know what to do, she shrugged her shoulders helplessly, saying that she didn't know the situation either.
The next morning, in the interval between buying breakfast, she curiously asked Xu Zhuoyuan who was the classmate named Liu Ji yesterday, Xu Zhuoyuan explained that it was his junior high school classmate, and now the two of them are also in the same class, and they have now joined the discipline department of the student union as officers, and they were on duty together yesterday.
Fang Ruo asked him again why Liu Ji knew his name, Xu Zhuoyuan prevaricated and said a few words, but he still couldn't explain the reason, Fang Ruo saw that he was evasive when he spoke, and he didn't want to say much, so she stopped asking with interest, and Xu Zhuoyuan told him before he was in front of him, which is also normal, and he would often mention Xu Zhuoyuan in front of Zheng Yuqian.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel a little worried, Xiang Zichen's high school was the seventh middle school, and because the school atmosphere was not very good, the polarization among the classmates around her was also serious.
There are mostly two types of people in the school, one is a lazy student who is idle in school every day, and the other is an aspiring young man who works hard to learn professional knowledge and wants to be admitted to a key university by virtue of his art scores, and it is a pity that Xiang Zichen has no suspense about the former.
Last weekend, I saw him with a fluffy English curly hair as yellow as ears of wheat, and Fang Ruo felt that if he ran two steps forward, his hair would be like an old hen's nest, and it would not look obtrusive when he put two eggs on it.
Every day in No. 7 Middle School, he followed a group of idle classmates to skip class, fight, climb over the wall to go to the Internet café to surf the Internet, and did not go home all night.
He is not afraid anyway, the family will help him do everything in school, and I heard that his father intends to invest in the school, and the leaders and teachers are all stammering, so they just turn a blind eye to his affairs, and they will not punish him severely if they are ideologically educated.
He was like a wild horse every day, doing what all rebellious teenagers in adolescence would do, and he said that he didn't want to go to No. 1 Middle School anymore, he just wanted to stay in No. 7 Middle School.
Zheng Yuqian is still waiting for him, but he is about to forget her, the cram school is long gone, although the two of them also add QQ numbers, but rarely chat online, he always does not reply to messages, because he dislikes the long-winded and troublesome online chat, and just wants to devote himself to the deep sea of the game, Zheng Yuqian saw that he didn't reply to the message much, thinking that he was annoying, and gradually he didn't dare to send it.
Fang Ruo didn't know how to tell Zheng Yuqian about him, when the two of them were talking about themselves, Zheng Yuqian always unconsciously asked about Xiang Zichen's recent situation, she wanted to know if he was doing well, whether he had found a new girlfriend, and greedily, she wanted to know if he had thought about himself....
Fang Ruo didn't like to lie, but to be honest, he couldn't bear to see her lost expression, "Of course he's doing well, he doesn't miss you, he's thinking about how to play every day, don't like him anymore, fool." Fang Ruo wanted to say this sentence every time, but when the words came to his lips, it became "He may have thought about you." ”
Zheng Yuqian also knew that she was comforting herself, smiled reluctantly, and then changed the topic.
Turned into a stone bridge, turned into a thousand mountains of clear water, and turned into a fairy above the nine heavens, just to be able to keep this moment of missing.