Chapter Twenty-Seven: Still-Intertwined Destinies
"You're still to blame!" I continued to confront Song Hongyi angrily.
He smiled unrepentantly, and the more he laughed, the more angry he became.
"Stop laughing! This is no joke! I'm really angry, and you see that everyone else is crying! β
Following the direction of my finger, Song Hongyi glanced at it. Xiaomei was leaning in front of Lin Ximeng, looking up to comfort Lin Ximeng. I don't know if Lin Ximeng is crying, that's just my guess, but even if she doesn't cry, her heart must be uncomfortable.
Sensing that Song Hongyi looked over, Xiaomei glanced at him and said, "Look at what!" It's all bad things you did, don't apologize soon! β
Song Hongyi frowned, looked crying and laughing, and said, "Okay, okay, grandma." I apologize, it was me who was wrong. β
"You're not sincere at all." Xiaomei gave him another murderous look.
"Auntie, what else do you want from me?" Song Hongyi became impatient.
"Grandma is what you call casually, looking for a fight!"
"Okay, you hit me."
"No, I'll beat you cheaply." Xiaomei made a color to me, "Mao Xiaoer, you beat him for me!" β
"Me?" I was puzzled for a moment, and then looked at Song Hongyi, "Okay, brother, I'm sorry, I'm really angry too." With that, he punched him in the chest. I never take the initiative to attack people, and I don't think I have much power in this punch.
But Song Hongyi seemed to be in pain, holding his chest and yelling at me: "You really fight!" With that, he also slapped me hard.
I almost didn't sit still, but fortunately my left leg was supported: "Oh, it's hard!" It just so happens that I haven't moved my muscles and bones for a long time. β
Then we scuffled in our seats. The space in my seat was too small for me to use my agility, and I was able to get a few punches in the midst of all the blocks under his fierce attack. I was hit by him, who was known as the "airtight small steel plate"! I was hit several times! It's a shame!
The more I thought about it, the more angry I became, my face flushed, my heart tingled like a thousand pins and needles, and it was as sour as if I had been soaked in sulfuric acid, and I couldn't help but stir up layers of tears.
Until a thunderclap stopped us, it was Xiaomei who slapped Song Hongyi's table violently. She said: "Okay, you Song Hongyi, you dare to bully our cat Xiaoer!" β
"What, what bullying? What's your little cat? β
"Yan Jinfeng and I are good friends who are like sisters, and if you bully Yan Jinfeng's cat Xiaoer, you are bullying our cat Xiaoer! Look at you, you have beaten people to tears, and you don't apologize! β
"I, I'm ......" Song Hongyi turned his head to look at me, sighed, and really calmed down, and said to me in a soothing tone: "Okay, Mao Xiaoer, don't cry." It's me who is wrong, and I make amends. Come on, I'll let you fight. As he spoke, he stretched out his hands in front of me.
The torrent in my heart is still raging, and I want to vent all my anger. I stared at his hands and stretched out my claws.
I rarely use this technique, I have always regarded it as a forbidden technique, I know how painful it is when the nails scrape through the flesh, the heat of the hot blood flowing slowly, like a hot magma brushing by, it takes days to heal. I wouldn't do it unless I had to, and every time I used it, I felt the same pain as the victim, as if a crack had been opened in my own heart, and the bitterness and guilt gushed out of it, turning into tears pouring down.
When the volcano finally erupted, I wiped away the tears that covered my eyes, only to find that the backs of Song Hongyi's two hands were already red, as if they had been roasted. He gritted his teeth and withstood my wrath with amazing perseverance!
The bell rang quickly, and I made sure that there were no more tears on my face, and I continued to calm down. Song Hongyi was no longer as active as he was just now, and at the moment he was affectionate and dignified, sitting upright without saying a word, looking at the textbook motionlessly.
Throughout the class, Song Hongyi seemed to be a different person, he had never been so serious, and like an emotionless statue, looking at the world emptyly.
After class, Song Hongyi said to me, "Let's go out together, I have something in my heart I want to ask you." β
He had already walked to the runway of the playground, but Song Hongyi didn't speak all the way, he just looked down at the ground silently.
When I was about to reach the toilet in the corner of the playground, Song Hongyi suddenly stopped and faced me. So I stopped and faced him, not knowing what he was trying to say.
Suddenly, he grabbed my collar with both hands and roared excitedly, "Why are you always so popular with girls?" β
Faced with Song Hongyi's sudden change, I was shocked. I made sure my feet were still on the ground, and then smiled and spread my hands to show my innocence: "Well, you seem to have asked me before, where do you start today?" β
"Why do they always favor you and always bully me?" Song Hongyi continued to roar.
"Well, I'm sorry I scratched you, but I really don't know why." I continued to laugh awkwardly.
I really don't know why, but that's what happened, it was like fate, and God had written it on a notepad a long time ago. Since I was a child, I was very popular with girls, and I was protected by them as my own, and all the boys who went against me were punished.
"Hey, forget it, I can't blame you for this......" Song Hongyi suddenly remembered something, calmed down, and slowly let go of my collar, "But can you teach me how to have a good relationship with girls?" At least have a good relationship with Xiaomei. β
"Well, you don't really like Xiaomei, do you?"
"Don't listen to those rumors."
"Well, I don't know how to make a good relationship with girls. I felt like I wasn't doing anything, and they were somehow willing to help me. I'm also helpless! I smiled wryly.
"Hey, you kid is indeed not too clever person, otherwise why would you be so estranged from Yan Jinfeng now."
"So you see, I'm really not good at dealing with girls."
"Forget it, let's go back to the classroom."
"It's good to see that you're finally deflated. So, before you go back, why don't you accompany me to the physics teacher's office to get the homework book, the next session is a physics class. β
"Nima, okay!"
So we went to the physics teacher's office together.
I saw the physics teacher talking to two students. It's none other than Yan Jinfeng and her best friends at the table!
Song Hongyi and I stood at the door and were stunned.
"Look, it's your Yan Jinfeng!" Song Hongyi arched my shoulder and gave me a bad look.
"See!" I motioned for him to be quieter.
As if startled by our movements, the physics teacher glanced over at us. Immediately after, Yan Jinfeng and her best friend also turned their heads and saw us. Seeing that it was me, Yan Jinfeng quickly turned his head back.
We waited quietly at the door until the physics teacher motioned for Yan Jinfeng and them to go back, and then beckoned us in.
As we walked in, Yan Jinfeng took her best friend's arm, lowered her head and whispered "go away", and then hurriedly passed in front of us. She didn't look at me, just walked out nervously and quickly.
She's so nervous, she still cares about me, I thought to myself.
"Teacher, let's get the homework book." I said hello to my physics teacher.
"Okay, by the way, let's take this stack of test papers to the classroom, we will talk about the test papers in this class and give everyone a copy."
"Hmm." I was about to get the test paper when I suddenly realized something was not right, "Huh? This paper is not from our class. β
"That's right, this is the exam paper of Class 7, and it hasn't been corrected yet. It just so happens that we are talking about the topic and correcting it at the same time. β
"Oh, got it."
In this way, Song Hongyi and I went back to the classroom with the homework book and test papers.
"We are the same physics teacher as Class 7." I was talking to Song Hongyi.
In this case, she may still be the homeroom teacher of Class 7. Seeing that Yan Jinfeng and the others were standing straight and upright just now, with a serious face, they may be criticizing them from the perspective of the class. β
"Makes sense." I flipped through the test papers as I spoke, "Then let's quickly distribute the test papers, if you find Yan Jinfeng's test papers, keep them for me." β
"Hehe, I still understand your careful thinking."
When the test papers were sent to the students, everyone was confused, looking at other people's test papers in their hands, not knowing what to do. It wasn't until the class bell rang that the physics teacher explained to the class:
"Students, today we are talking about the monthly exam papers that we have just finished, and what you have in hand is the test paper of another class I brought, that is, class 7. It just so happens that after we finish a question, you can help mark the test paper at hand by the way. Thank you for your hard work, and in the same way, your test papers are also in the hands of Class 7 students. β
It's really exciting, it's a shame that the teacher can come up with this kind of lazy method, but I appreciate this approach, after all, what I am holding in my hand is Yan Jinfeng's test paper!
I carefully held it in my hand and looked at it carefully, as if I were savoring a thousand-year-old painting. The handwriting in the painting is as wild as the vitality of Yan Jinfeng, like a wild horse on the grassland, like the scorching sun under the scorching sun.
Through the test paper, I seemed to see Yan Jinfeng. She must have been hunched down at her desk like this, staring at the paper in front of her, brushing through the soft paper, just as I do now. Her body and mind and I seemed to travel through time and space, and we were connected. What a wonderful feeling, I can't tell whether I am Mao Xiaoer or Yan Jinfeng at this time.
"Did Yan Jinfeng also happen to correct my test papers? Will she think of me when she gets my test papers? "I fantasize.
When I came back to my senses, the teacher didn't know how many questions I had taught, so I had to correct Yan Jinfeng's copy against the test paper in Song Hongyi's hand. Marking the test paper is a serious matter after all, even if I have a personal relationship, I will not cover it up secretly, and I should make a big cross if I do something wrong. Xin Yan Jinfeng is worthy of being a very smart guy, just like when he was in elementary school, his strength is really good.
After the correction, I always felt that there was something missing, not enough fun, if I just handed in the test paper, how would Yan Jinfeng know that I corrected it? But if it is too obvious to write what you want to say or your own name, it is a serious crime for the teacher to find out.
Only a code that only Yan Jinfeng and I know can use. That's right, that's it!
Eventually, I drew my unique signature on one corner of the test paper β the cat spelled with my initials. Yan Jinfeng will definitely understand!
After class, I reluctantly put the test paper on the podium, and the test papers submitted by other students quickly covered Yan Jinfeng's one, like a snowstorm burying the footprints of pedestrians layer by layer.
A few days later, I asked Zhang Hong about the physics papers.
"Your test papers? I saw it! Zhang Hong said.
"Oh? Could that be Yan Jinfeng's change? I looked at Zhang Hong excitedly, hoping that he could give me a satisfactory answer. She and I must be a match made in heaven, our fates are constantly intertwined, and this time it will not be wrong!
"Well, I changed it!" Zhang Hong laughed.
I almost vomited like I had eaten a bite of a fly: "Phew! Die! That's not the answer I'm looking for. β
Heyβforget it. Taking a step back, at least she and I were taught by the same physics teacher, and this is also an interweaving of fates. Thinking of this, I softened my mood a little.
"I want a little secret for you." Zhang Hong showed an extremely mysterious expression, as if he had left a hand of yin when playing chess.
"What?"
"The name of the physics teacher is exactly the same as the name of Yan Jinfeng's mother!"
"Huh? Could it be that the physics teacher is her mother? β
"No, no, no, it's just the same name."
"It's a coincidence, but how do you know?"
"Yan Jinfeng said it."
"You're on such good terms with her now? Did she tell you all this? β
"No, no, don't get me wrong, she didn't tell me personally. Such a bombshell news, of course, spread by the whole class. β
"Okay." The physics teacher turned out to be exactly the same as the name of my future mother-in-law, so how will I face the physics teacher in the future? It feels weird just to think about it, it's like really facing my mother-in-law, so embarrassed, so nervous, so embarrassed!
"There's another thing I'd like to ask you about," I continued to ask Zhang Hong, "Is Yan Jinfeng still doing with the black and thin boy before?" I don't seem to have seen the two of them together much recently, but there is a tall boy with Yan Jinfeng. The boy was very stout......"
"This, it's true that Yan Jinfeng doesn't pay much attention to that black and thin classmate now, she has a good relationship with another boy, listening to your description, it seems to be that person."
"So Yan Jinfeng really has a new love? Hey, why do I say 'again'? "I joked about lines from the movie.
"Haha, sort of." Zhang Hong put on a look of crying and laughing, "But don't be sad, you still have a chance." β
"HeyβI'm not sad, I guess it won't be long before she has to change. I know her too well and I'm used to it. β
"Maybe, I'll keep an eye on it for you anyway, and I'll tell you when there's a situation."
"Okay, thank you, good brother!"
"It's a trifle!"