With An Yuqiu's help, I began to have more intersections with the people in the class, although I still couldn't say anything, but at least when they met me, they would greet me with a smile.

Just one greeting can make me happy for a long time.

An Yuqiu is a very good girl to get along with, although she is always in a hurry, domineering and leaking, and occasionally bursts into foul language and screams loudly. But with her, I live comfortably every day. Sometimes she would be in the hallway and call me "little pigeon, little pigeon", and I would blush and whisper, "Don't call me by my nickname at school!"

Everyone else calls her Sister An, and I call her An Yuqiu, and I feel that there is no sense of distance.

Her father is the CEO of a large company, and her mother is a designer, and her family is very good. But like me, a lonely child. Although she is always a fool, drawing comics in class, and occasionally fighting in groups, I don't think she is a bad child.

Because of my acquaintance with An Yuqiu, I gradually noticed the boy sitting behind me, the boy who brought me to the class on the first day of school.

His name is Zhang Huaixu, he doesn't necessarily talk much on weekdays, and he starts to sleep as soon as he starts class, but his grades are very good, and he ranks first in the class. Their relationship seems to be very good, and An Yuqiu often talks to him in a brotherly and big grin, and he always looks very impatient, but always answers her words.

On the second day of school, during a group discussion in Lao Zheng's first math class, An Yuqiu said to me:

"Little pigeon, what do you say, what kind of collection, one moment the mouth is on the top, and the other time the mouth is on the bottom, it gives me a headache."

"Actually, the set is quite simple, and there are sequences and three-dimensional geometry behind it...... "I have learned this knowledge in advance, and when I say this, I can't help but feel a little proud."

The group discussions in class are basically for chatting.

"Hey, hey, you guys discuss it, don't talk." Lao Zheng pushed his glasses and knocked on the bamboo stick placed next to the podium.

"Report to the teacher!" An Yuqiu smiled and raised his hand, "How can we discuss it if we don't speak." ”

"An Yuqiu, you will come up and solve the problem in a while!" Lao Zheng pointed at An Yuqiu with a wooden stick and replied.

I poked her with my elbow:

"Hurry up and solve the problem, or you'll be finished in a while."

"Don't worry, don't worry, there's no god here!" An Yuqiu pursed his mouth and looked at Zhang Huaixu, who had not spoken so far.

"Zhang Huaixu, help." An Yuqiu smiled and leaned in front of Zhang Huaixu and pulled out his headphones at once.

Zhang Huaixu glanced at her impatiently, turned over silently, and spit out two words in a low voice:

"No."

"An Yuqiu, don't be sluggish, come up and solve the problem!" At this juncture, Lao Zheng spoke, and he stood triumphantly with his hands crossed.

When Lao Zheng was angry, he looked like an angry pufferfish, and his entire cheeks were bulging, not only did he not have a deterrent effect, but he was even a little cute.

"Smack."

Zhang Huaixu lay on the table and slapped An Yuqiu's shoulder, and faintly, I saw the note between his fingers.

He should be a good person, but he is not good at expressing himself.

Lao Zheng watched An Yuqiu heroically copy the answer in one go, his mouth crooked, and he waved his hand helplessly:

"Do you see it, this is the importance of teamwork!"

Lao Zheng's classes are always humorous.

I quietly glanced back at Zhang Huaixu. His bangs are so long that I can barely see his eyes, so I often don't know who he's talking to.

And I got to know him, it was a complete accident.

It was a late autumn evening, and it was a slightly cold day, and it was a rare sunny day.........

An Yuqiu joined the school's basketball team, and when she needed to practice on Wednesday evening, I became her personal servant to "bring tea and water".

That day, I hurried to the basketball court with a bottle of water. Although I have met a lot of people because of Yuqiu, and I am not so silent anymore, I still can't change my little habit of walking with my head down.

On the basketball court, a large group of girls surrounded a group, screaming, shouting, and my voices were so chaotic that I could hear them calling a boy's name.

I didn't care who they were shouting, so I walked briskly with my head down.

However, the result of walking without looking at the road was -----that I stepped on a mossy puddle on the playground and slipped and fell to the ground, and I must have looked embarrassed at that time.

However, this was not the most embarrassing thing------- the mineral water in my hand flew out like that, rushed straight into the encirclement of the girls, and smashed it straight into the face of a boy.

Nearly 100 people on the playground looked at me lying on the ground, my hair still dripping. There was surprise and anger in the eyes of those girls.

I lay helplessly on my stomach, not daring to move or stand up. It was as if the whole world was watching me. This feeling is really unaccustomed.

At this time, the boy came over, squatted down, handed me the mineral water, and asked, "Is this for me?"

His voice is very clean, his eyes are very clear, his face is white and creamy, he is wearing a basketball uniform, he is tied with a headband, he is very sunny and refreshing, and what impresses me is that he resembles someone's smile, blooming against the light.

I pursed my lips and looked at him in silence and slightly apologetically at his flushed forehead.

"Thank you." He reached out and grabbed my arm, a large, heavy hand, slightly rough. "Drinking water after exercising is good for your body." He shook the bottle and smiled.

His smile and the sun shined, and there was a warmth in his eyes.

With his departure, there were fewer people on the pitch in an instant.

Hagaoka ran up to me and asked, "What happened just now?" Did you fall and hurt? ”

I shook my head and looked at the boy's departing back.

Hagaoka poked me with his elbow: "Did you see that boy?"

"Well, what's wrong?"

"Hee-hee, he's the captain of the basketball team, one level older than us, he's a musical genius, he plays the piano very well, and it's said that he even held a solo recital." Feather Hill whispered in my ear.

"Then he's a flower class?"

An Yuqiu looked at the boy's tall back, and his eyes gradually blurred: "What's more, he is also the flower in my heart......."

I was really surprised, I thought that she would be interested in that kind of big man who is strong and strong and can fight against a hundred, but I didn't expect her to be this kind of creamy little girl.

"Have you ever confessed to him?"

An Yuqiu patted me on the shoulder, and motioned for me to be quieter with a shy expression.

"Not yet...... I don't dare. ”

This is the first time I've heard the word "don't dare" from An Yuqiu's mouth, she can reach the sky, how can there be anything he wouldn't dare?

I gave her a big roll of the eyes, looked back, re-examined the delicate and straight back, and smiled slightly.

His gentle and warm smile is really like An Yuqiu. I'm really lucky to be liked by my favorite person.

That's the first time I met him.