Chapter 8 Flowers and Flowers Fly All Over the Sky
The bun was held in my frozen hand, and a warm current was immediately transmitted.
I was going to smash the bag in his face, but my empty stomach and desperate need for calories wouldn't allow me to do that.
I took a bite of a bun and almost choked me.
Qiao Datou thoughtfully handed me his thermos flask, drank it in a sip of hot water, and exhaled his breath into a white mist in the air.
I squatted under the street lamp, and cried in front of Qiao Datou for the first time since I was a child, crying heartbreakingly.
Qiao Datou stood silently to the side, and I felt more and more aggrieved.
I asked Qiao Zimo: "Big head, it's just for you to pass on a word, is it really that difficult?" ”
Qiao Zimo: "Ziran, the teacher said that early love is not allowed, we should focus on learning now." ”
MD, are good students so pedantic? The teacher's rules and regulations are implemented very thoroughly, and it is impossible to play a sidekick.
I said, "Big head, are you thinking too much, I just want to tell Ouyang about the New Year's Day show." ”
Qiao Zimo: "White monkey, I've known you for more than ten years, and I know what you're thinking if you don't speak." I'm not stupid. ”
Damn! In my short life of more than ten years, this big head will always act as a dark cloud, and I will be shrouded by a dark cloud every day, and sooner or later he will be depressed.
I scolded Joe's head.
"Qiao Datou, from now on, you take your sunny path, and I cross my single-plank bridge, let's treat no one as if we don't know anyone."
After eating the buns and drinking the water, I recovered and walked away with hatred.
On this night, our figures one after the other were under the street lamp, just like the young and ignorant heroes and heroines in the daily comics, and the shadows were stretched by the cold air, revealing the taste of loneliness and sadness.
In the second half of the night, I caught a cold, and this time it came very quickly. The temperature rose straight from 37.5 degrees to 39 degrees.
I covered three quilts and was still shivering on the bed.
Teacher Xie gave me medicine and gave me physical cooling, and counted me down.
"You dead girl, where did you go crazy on a cold day, why didn't you freeze to death outside."
Qiao Datou leaned against the door and didn't dare to come in, and he also played a round for me.
"Xie Xiaoxiao, Ziran and a few of our classmates came to rehearse the New Year's Day show after school."
I was dizzy from a fever, but I still didn't forget to shout a word at him.
"Get out."
My mom threw a hot towel on my forehead.
"Program, program, I see that your whole day is not important, and it is always warmer than the enthusiasm for learning."
If I had done so, I would have had a debate with my mother.
From ancient times to the present, I dare not say 100 percent, but 99 percent of students enjoy physical education classes rather than sitting in the classroom and listening to the teacher talk about boring mathematics, physics and chemistry.
The one percent may be born to study, and if he doesn't study for a day, he will be uncomfortable and panicked.
I often say to Mr. Xie, "These nerds are sick, and if they are sick, they must be cured." ”
But on this day, I was so burned that I didn't have the spirit to sing against my mother.
When the warm winter sun in the morning reflected through the window, I opened my eyes and saw Mr. Xie leaning on the head of my bed and dozing off.
It's rare for me to have a sick life, but I've choked her enough.
I, who had always been very aggressive, became very emotional overnight.
My eyes were hot: "Teacher Xie, you are really my own mother." ”
Teacher Xie opened his eyes and touched his head with his hand.
"It's a little burning, but it's not enough to recognize my own mother."
I said, "You are Qiao Zimo's own mother, and I sent it to you as a phone bill." ”
When I said this, Qiao Zimo pushed the door half a crack.
"Xie Xiaoxiao, I cooked the porridge and fried three poached eggs."
Teacher Xie replied to my words: "I hope it is Zimo's own mother." ”
Alas...... Why am I suffering? I dug a pit and buried myself in it.
I stopped talking, my head was still dizzy, and my mother took my temperature and said that I still had a fever and couldn't go to school.
I'm so anxious~~~, I still have to talk to Ouyang and let me be his dance partner.
Nine times out of ten, things in the world will not work out, and in the past, it was impossible for me to get sick and not go to school. During this time, I also took a cold shower several times, and I blamed my physical fitness for being very good, and I was stunned that I didn't toss myself to catch a cold.
Now that I'm sick, I want to go to school again.
I said, Oh God! Are you blind with your presbyopia? Can't you hear a girl's heart?
I especially cooperated with taking medicine and injections, but this time the cold always came and went, and it didn't get better.
When I got better, the New Year's Day holiday was over.
I heard Aunt Zhao at the same table say that during the New Year's Day performance, Ouyang did not dance Latin dance at all, but sang a song of Dong Chou's "Chrysanthemum Terrace" with Li Feifei, the class leader of the class next door.
Aunt Zhao said very exaggeratedly that the song "Chrysanthemum Terrace" was simply not sung, and it felt like a lingering sound.
I scolded Joe's head in my heart, and I practiced Latin dance for two months~~~
After that, I never danced Latin again.
A few days after New Year's Day, it's winter vacation.
The day before the holiday, I walked over with great courage and lifted Joe's head. Sitting in his place, next to him is Ouyang, whom I like to death.
Ouyang didn't even glance at me, still busy with his homework.
I sat silently for a lesson, and I was very impressed the whole time.
Ouyang, even the appearance of picking nose is elegant, after class, I turned the pen in my hand a few times in a chic way, it turned off and fell at Ouyang's feet.
Ouyang was a gentleman, bent down and picked up my pen and handed it to me.
He smiled at me, and the lines I had prepared immediately disappeared to the point where I don't know where.
I stammered, "Listen, I heard you like to dance Latin dances." ”
Ouyang smiled again: "I don't like it, I just will." ”
I said, "Oh, me too, I just would." ”
He added: "I didn't expect you to dance Latin dance, and we can learn from each other when we have the opportunity in the future." ”
He said to my heart, and the next time the school holds a show, I will definitely be his dance partner.
My mind drifted to the clouds, and that scene must have been unprecedentedly hot.
I was still for about twenty seconds, Ouyang said several times.
"Classmate, classmate, what's wrong with you?"
"She has the sequelae of a cold, and she is in a state of short circuit from time to time."
I came back to my senses when Joe's voice rang out.
He pulled me up and told me to go back to my place and sit down.
I lost face in front of my male god and rolled back with a gray red face.
Zhao Fang'er was like me, blushing like a monkey's ass.
"Bai Ziran, why are you back again?"
"I'm not coming back, you let me go up to the podium to listen to the lecture."
Zhao Fang'er covered half of her face with affection and a smile.
"I've only been familiar with my male god for a lesson, and he's gone again, it's a pity."