Zhao Ziqi actually has a tattoo for a long time.

When people have love in their hearts, no matter how deep or shallow, they will be especially brave. It's just that Zhao Ziqi's bravery is used in his text.

Zhao Ziqi's first tattoo was a "Liu", which was the surname of his girlfriend at that time; Later it became "Wu", which is another girlfriend.

In Cheng Xiang's own words: "Sooner or later, he will be able to write a "Hundred Family Names" on himself. ”

When they are free, the two of them will also have a good chat. Zhao Ziqi is an open-mouthed girl, different from the poisonous mouth and wit of some boys with small bellies, Zhao Ziqi's open-mouthed mouth carries a kind of innocence that should have been extinguished a long time ago at the age of sixteen or seventeen, for example, he firmly believes that the reason why he fell in love early was because he lacked maternal love.

When Cheng Xiang couldn't stand the mess on his desk and helped sort out the rolls, he would say without warning, Cheng Xiang, if you were my mother.

Lin Shanghan really didn't know what was in Zhao Ziqi's head when he heard this, was it spicy?

However, Zhao Ziqi in Cheng Xiang's eyes is not just the boy in Deng Ziyi's eyes who only knows how to giggle and play smart.

On the afternoon before Cheng Xiang's mother rushed into school, Cheng Xiang was also worried about his monthly exam results. No one is 100 percent sure of their fate. No matter how smart and powerful Cheng Xiang is in Lin Shanghan's eyes, he is just a teenager who doubts himself if he fails the exam.

We don't really know ourselves. The most familiar face, called the self, is the image reflected back from the mirror called the world.

At this time, Cheng Xiang looked at Zhao Ziqi, who turned over the paper and used it as a tablecloth to cushion the magazine, and suddenly felt a deep envy. For the first time, she took the initiative to talk to the boy and asked him why he had been so carefree.

Zhao Ziqi is not a person who can tell the truth, and he may not even be aware of Cheng Xiang's troubles. He was honest and said that I wasn't carefree.

He also feels sick when he sees his family nodding to the school leaders like grandchildren; I also feel sad when I am dumped by my girlfriend; After buying so much food and drink for the same table, when I heard the same table and other people scold me for pretending to be X, I will also be so angry that my hands and feet are cold.

He wandered around the school gate with his schoolbag on his back after school, and wandered around the classroom with his schoolbag and stationery box when he went to school.

No one wants to share a table with him. He moved around like this, and he was tired himself.

What am I doing wrong? Zhao Ziqi asked Cheng Xiang with big eyes.

Where does Cheng Xiang understand the vulgar words between boys, she doesn't even have Deng Ziyi, an audience, who can understand it.

At that moment, she probably forgot about her unsatisfactory monthly exam papers, and began to think carefully about the question she had been disdainful of facing before, that is, why did boys hate Zhao Ziqi? If it's because he doesn't study hard, aren't there many of these boys who are at the bottom of the exam? Why, why exactly?

Lin Shanghan seriously felt that if he thought with a cold thinking like Cheng Xiang, it was really impossible to get any results.

She really didn't figure it out, so she stiffened her neck: "I don't think you're wrong." ”

Zhao Ziqi's eyes lit up and he nodded seriously: "I think too." I'm just not wrong. ”

Before the words fell, the boy's eyes darkened silently.

"But I don't want to change seats anymore with my stuff around. It's like a wild dog that no one wants, and it's a shame. ”

Lin Shanghan thought that he could guess what Cheng Xiang's answer was.

"Then you can sit with me for now."

Cheng Xiang's mother's thunderous anger was effective in an instant. The anxious head teacher interrupted the self-study class when he returned to the class, and under the eyes of everyone full of interest, Zhao Ziqi stood up with something in his arms, walked through the classroom, and sat on the single table next to the podium.

That new separate seat was like a pillar of shame for the class.

From then on, he no longer needed to be at the same table, this single seat, which was higher than the first row, was set up extremely far away in order not to block the view of others, just under the large projection screen hanging above the left side of the classroom, so that the blackboard could not be seen at all.

Maybe the head teacher also thinks that Zhao Ziqi no longer needs to look at the blackboard.

Zhao Ziqi was holding a mess of books and stationery, and as soon as he took a step, he tripped somehow, and everything fell to the ground with a clang. Cheng Xiang got up at a loss to help him pick it up, and as soon as he bent over, he heard a dissatisfied cough from the back door, raised his head, and saw his mother, with a sad face.

After that, Zhao Ziqi never spoke a word to Cheng Xiang again, nor did he say a word to anyone in that class. In June, the final exam of the sophomore year of high school is the city's unified general examination, and the end of this exam will determine the placement of the third year of high school - Zhao Ziqi disappeared after that.

"I don't think he's blaming you. Not talking to you may really just be afraid of getting you in trouble. ”

"Don't you think the whole thing is humiliating?" Cheng Xiang's fair face flushed slightly, and he didn't know if it was because of guilt or anger.

After all, it was the first time a teenage girl said a promise, no matter whether that promise was connected to friendship, love or just a little bit of friendship, the next day she was slapped by reality, and the dominant person was still her mother.

Cheng Xiang is not a person who will quarrel with his mother, at most he listens to the nagging of his elders with a gloomy face, his left ear goes in, and his right ear can't get out. She wanted to prove herself and prove that those unfounded worries were wrong, but she didn't do well in the final competition and was not assigned to the experimental class.

Lin Shanghan suddenly remembered that when she first met Cheng Xiang, the report of the repeater class under the scorching sun, she walked towards the classroom step by step with the box in her arms, and her melancholy face was full of thoughts.

That's a congested breath in his chest, Lin Shanghan doesn't know if she's done now.

"How do you know that your mom will definitely mention me and you to the class teacher after the parent-teacher conference?"

"Didn't you hear it all?" Cheng Xiang glanced at Lin Shanghan, "Since my mother chose to let me repeat my studies in Guangming Middle School, it means that whether it is a teacher or a student here, she knows more or less about me, so that she can monitor me comprehensively, it just so happens that you have the most contact with me among the boys, she must think that the relationship between the two of us is not ordinary, so she will definitely not let go of this opportunity of the parent-teacher meeting, I was just worried at first, but I didn't expect her to really say it." ”

Lin Shanghan thought to himself that it was no wonder that Cheng Xiang glanced at himself, this is indeed basic reasoning.

"You had a fight with your mom on the night the parent-teacher meeting went back?"

"Nope."

"Then why did you cut your hair like this? Ugly is dead. ”

"I'm not happy, I'm happy."

"And what happened to the one you kept ignoring me?" Lin Shanghan still couldn't help but ask her.

"Where did I ignore your love? I haven't spoken until now. ”

"It's weird to gasp for air!"

Cheng Xiang glared at Lin Shanghan and didn't speak.

"That'...... Then are you blaming me for asking around and making you lose face? ”

"This is a matter between me and Deng Ziyi, you stand aside."

Lin Shanghan thought about it, Deng Ziyi's big mouth should indeed be held accountable, so don't worry too much.

Cheng Xiang felt that she had finished what she had to say, so she turned around and prepared to return to the lane position to continue her practice.

It was as if she had been sitting in her seat half an hour earlier, and she had never stopped, never told a story about her promise to sit at the same table all the time but it didn't come true.

"I don't know what the you're doing, alas."

Cheng Xiang complained without looking back and continued walking.

Lin Shanghan looked at Cheng Xiang's back as he gradually moved away, and the words he really wanted to ask were always blocked in his throat, and then slid down his throat inch by inch.

She said that she didn't know what Lin Shanghan was doing.

No matter how many questions Lin Shanghan asked, no matter how many past he shouldn't know, he just wanted to figure out the simplest truth.

Lin Shanghan knows why he likes you.

But you know what?

(End of chapter)