The first day of school in the first half of the fifth grade.

"Why are you so tanned?"

"Went around the underworld?"

"Hahaha, it's Africa, right?"

"Hahaha......"

Cao'er's skin turned from sugar to wheat, and her classmates in front and behind teased her.

Zheng Xingxing, her fourth-grade tablemate, did not sit with her. He was dressed in his school uniform and sat diagonally behind her several positions across the grass.

Cao'er was used to sitting in the second row of the middle second group, but it seemed that Zheng Xingxing was not used to it, although he and Cao'er were at the same table in the second row of the second and third groups throughout the fourth grade.

Cao'er looked up, he was looking down at the moment and writing something seriously, as if he didn't remember that he had been at the same table.

Cao'er turned her head and continued to laugh with her classmates, and her heart was much calmer.

remembered that when she was in the fourth grade, she didn't see Zheng Xingxing for a day, and Cao'er felt extremely uncomfortable. When it comes to long holidays such as May Day, National Day, and winter vacation, the grass is simply tormented. She hated to run to his house to see him. Before going to bed at night, you must imagine what it would be like to be with him before you can sleep.

But somehow, I almost forgot about him this summer vacation, and recently I was busy with homework at night, and I fell asleep as soon as I fell into bed, and I didn't even have time to think about him.

In the first half of the summer, Cao Er stayed almost at her grandmother's house and her two grandmothers' houses. When I came home, my younger brother Junsheng was too noisy, and he had to go out to play every day, and he met Li Yunfeng, so he helped Li Yunfeng do farm work for almost half a summer vacation, and then forgot about it.

It seems that doing farm work is indeed a good way to get rid of cranky thoughts, and Cao'er couldn't help but think of pulling weeds in the field with Li Yunfeng in front of her eyes, and a smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of her mouth. But she suddenly remembered the situation of Li Yunfeng's family again, and the corners of her mouth that had just been raised were skimmed.

The fifth grade is the usual change of class teacher. This time, the head teacher is still a Chinese teacher, male, surnamed Chen, but he is relatively old, and he is estimated to be forty or fifty years old, and his face is not angry and arrogant.

But because there are more students in the fifth grade who have been admitted or transferred from other schools, the classmates in the class have also been re-classified, except for Zheng Xingxing, the students around Cao'er are all classmates in the fourth grade, but there are still many faces.

"Zheng Xingxing, you are the squad leader. You worked as a class president in the fourth grade, so you should have experience. “

"Yun Feng, you are a member of the study committee."

When Cao'er heard it, there was no deputy squad leader, so he changed from the original deputy squad leader to a study committee, which was a good match. Her academic performance has always been among the best in the class.

After listening to the teacher's appointment of her position, Cao'er began to open the book and draw the villain.

Since the fourth grade, in addition to her love of reading, Cao'er also has a passion for drawing portraits, she draws different little girls according to her imagination of people, but the images of the little girls she draws are pure and handsome without exception. It's not a lecture, it's a good time to draw.

However, just now when the teacher announced that Zheng Xingxing was the class president, Cao'er took the opportunity to turn his head to look at Zheng Xingxing, and it seemed that he had just turned his head to look at himself.

Cao'er wondered if she should look back at him again, but thinking that this would be a towel, she lowered her head and continued her painting.

If he wanted to talk to himself, he would naturally come, and besides, he would have been at the same table in the fourth grade for a year, would he not know that he would come and sit with him? Cao'er was a little annoyed in her heart.

However, she probably didn't notice that in the fifth-grade class, boys and boys were no longer at the same table, and girls and girls were at the same table.

There is a difference between men and women, and in the fifth grade, it officially begins. It's just that we are simple grass, and we haven't realized it yet.

I don't know which class Li Yunfeng is in? Cao'er's heart moved, but she thought to herself, it doesn't matter if she doesn't know, his younger brother Yunhe is in the third grade, and she will ask Yunhe when the time comes, otherwise, she will go to his house, or their house to ask.

Thinking like this, the bell rang for the end of class, and the head teacher picked up the book and patted the chalk ash and walked out of the classroom door, and the classroom suddenly boiled like a bird's nest that exploded behind the teacher.

"Hey, borrow a pencil."

A long, white finger was bent, tapping on the grassy tabletop, she was drawing the shoes in the figure, almost crooked, she looked up a little annoyed.

"Oh—here you go."

Cao'er looked up and saw that it was Zheng Xingxing, who squinted slightly with round eyes, looking at her and her paintings on paper with a smile.

Naturally, Cao'er's slight annoyance at the beginning of being disturbed instantly turned into great joy. Of course, she also handed the most beautiful pencil in the pencil case to Jia Baoyu in her heart without resistance.

Seeing Baoyu in his heart take his pen and turn around and leave without saying thank you, Cao'er felt happy in her heart. She knew that this was Zheng Xingxing's expression of closeness.

However, borrowing a pen doesn't mean anything, classmates, usually tight. Thinking of this, Cao'er warned herself not to think about it.

liking Zheng Xingxing is an eternal secret in her heart, and she doesn't plan to let anyone know, including Zheng Xingxing himself. Not to mention how a well-behaved person she is, even her feelings for Zheng Xingxing are so beautiful that they are not stained with a trace of impurities. If it is broken, it will be an embarrassment for her and him, so why bother? But if you want to be secretive, you must be grass, you must keep your feelings for Zheng Xingxing in your heart, and you can't cross the line.

But what is very suspicious is that every time Cao'er turns her head to look at Zheng Xingxing, she can catch his eyes, and it seems that she has been looking at herself for a long time.

Cao'er recalled that in the fourth grade, Zheng Xingxing, who was sitting next to him, always sat upright in class and did not squint. At the end of a lesson, Cao'er secretly looked at him for an unknown number of eyes, and he seemed to be unconscious.

At that time, what a free thing it was to look at him, wow, turning her head freely, there was a black mole the size of a grain of rice behind his earlobe, which she could also see clearly, and, after reading it, she lowered her head and smiled when she wanted to, and no one could find it.

Now that I have to turn my head, the range of my movement is too large, and I have to look at him repeatedly, which is very nervous, and if someone finds out, it will be even more inappropriate.

But this is not enough, Zheng Xingxing often runs over to borrow pencils from Cao'er.

Cao'er thought to herself, won't she borrow something differently? What if I borrow too many pencils, but if someone finds them out again? Besides, he always borrowed a pencil and didn't give him a pencil, which made him seem very stingy.

There are many times when Cao'er wants to say to Zheng Xingxing, who came to borrow a pencil from her, you don't have to pay it back, I'll give it to you. But she couldn't say anything because of the sweetness in her heart, worried that Zheng Xingxing would misunderstand, thinking that she didn't want to associate with him.

Speaking of dating, our timid grass and honest class adults never thought of dating alone and doing something together. They all look at each other, borrow things, especially pencils, and return things, especially pencils, to achieve mental communication.

And, of course, the two of them walked out of the classroom one after the other at the end of the school day. One of them went home, and the other went to the boys' dormitory. The two said that they were one in front of the other, and there were several people in between. It's not as good as today's children, and kindergartens are beginning to have outspoken boyfriends and girlfriends.

Like, in the eighties and nineties, it was the secrets that prevailed in the heart. Looking back at each other, it is the greatest sweetness that both sides understand.