Chapter 3: Clenched Sand
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Gently pick up the sand, as you wish. But just the right amount of "gentleness" is easier said than done, especially at that clumsy age.
"Ye Zi, let's go to that store again, shall we?"
"Ge Yi, you still have to cross the street, isn't it just a crunchy shark!"
"But Ronaldo likes milk."
"Then you go by yourself!"
"No, I want you to stay with me, just 2 minutes."
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A new week, a new evening self-study.
Obviously old people, but a little new.
Hongxia couldn't bear the loneliness and probed her head outside the window.
Time to eat a crunchy shark, and the classroom is shrouded in its pomegranate skirt.
Red, but elegant.
"Jack is going to change seats, and when everyone is done, I'm going to change back to my current position, what about you?" Ronaldo's eyes also have a red glow.
"The last row." Ge Yi's answer was like a wicker on campus, swaying in the evening breeze.
Because of presbyopia, Jack quickly reached his arms to the ceiling.
By the light of the ADE lamp, he read the names on the roster.
"The first and second places sit, the third and fourth sits, and so on...... Come to this first row, Cristiano Ronaldo and the stones. Jack pointed to the first row in the center to the left.
Since Ronaldo moved from the key class to the parallel class, he sat at the same table with the first stone in the 22nd class, there is no doubt.
The first two rows fill up quickly, and it's time for the third.
Grid One's name popped out of Jack's mouth, "Third row from the left in the middle." โ
The two groups in the middle are side by side.
Geyi sat in the middle.
The boy on the right near the center stood up with a "whoosh", "She wants to sit in the middle, so I won't sit here." โ
No one spoke.
Ge 1 and the representative of the language class exchanged seats.
"I'm so unlucky to sit at the same table with you." The representative of the language class pouted, and the acne on his face glistened in the lamp.
"Ridiculous! You think I'm eager to sit with you! โ
The mouth can be hard, but the overwhelm under the eyes can't be hidden.
In the midst of the chatter, only the last row was left waiting for Jack to arrange.
Geyi's heart is chaotic.
She looked ahead: Ronaldo held his head with his right hand, which had been rotated nearly 180 degrees, and looked at herself teasingly.
Ronaldo saw Geyi looking at him, smiled, and pointed to the back row.
"Students, use the ten minutes between classes to change your schoolbags back."
Jack walked out of the door, followed by Cristiano Ronaldo.
"Geyi, Jack agreed, he's still in the office, you can go to him."
Ge staggered and stood at the door of the office.
She stretched out her hand and propped it up in the air, but there was no knock on the door.
If she goes back to the last row, she and Ronaldo will only talk and talk, play and play, then what about the university......
As soon as he returned to work, he sat in Ronaldo's position.
Sit at the same table with the stones, Perfect!
"I'm sitting in the middle ......"
"You sit in the middle." A boy interrupted Geyi and said to the stone.
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Perhaps just after changing seats, everyone will inevitably be a little rusty, and the evening self-study will be quieter than ever.
A stink bug left in the corner squeaks, but the sound of writing is not the call of its companions.
Later, for two whole classes, Ge Yi maintained one position: lying on his stomach.
She didn't dare to move, let alone look back.
The black pressure behind her was devouring her little by little, devouring every organ, every tissue, and every cell of her......
Those bayonet-like gazes, peeling off her skin, pierced her heart.
"Jingle bellโ"
Ge Yi breathed a sigh of relief.
Cristiano Ronaldo walked through the stinking crowd and came to Ge Yi.
He patted Ge's hairy head, and his voice was like biting on a marshmallow: "I'm leaving~"
Ge was expressionless and silent.
Looking ahead, it seems like there is no one in front of you.
"Hey, I'm gone, what's wrong with you?"
Ge Yi is still a dead body.
Ronaldo paused briefly.
Turning his head, he said to the stone, "I'm leaving." โ
Just left.
What expression, Ge Yi doesn't know.
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Geyi struggled again.
She regretted sitting in the first row, but sitting back in the last row meant falling.
What's more, who wants to switch seats with themselves?
On the second day, the morning self-study and the air were renewed.
Ge Yi still sat in the first row, on the wooden chair like pins and needles.
Between the second class, in a crowd of people who fell asleep, Ge Yi walked to the last row.
Ge Yi woke up the sleeping Ronaldo, "Come with me to the toilet." โ
Ronaldo didn't have his usual cute smiling face, but instead he was a little helpless.
But he didn't say anything.
As soon as he got out of the stuffy classroom, Ge nagged at first: "If you don't want to accompany me to the toilet, forget it, why do you put a face on me..."
Ronaldo still had a helpless expression: "I don'tโ"
Before the bell rang for the last evening self-study, Ge Yi ran to Ronaldo and said, "After the evening self-study, go back to the dormitory with me." โ
Ronaldo nodded.
The evening self-study is over.
With the bustling crowd, Geyi and Ronaldo went down to the first floor.
"I have something for my roommate, ask her to bring it back for me." Before he could speak, he had already walked quickly to the key class on the first floor.
The campus is dark and hollow, with the occasional yellow oil lamp dotted in between. But it's not enough to see the expression of a person a meter away.
The night separated the people who were near.
Ronaldo whistled, it was the tune of a certain song, and I couldn't remember what song it was.
I wanted to say something, but suddenly, Ge Yi didn't know what to say.
The next day, Geyi wrote a letter.
After countless people's hands, it was passed to Ronaldo, and it read:
Cristiano Ronaldo,
I don't like you, no matter what people say, I just like you as friends. Also, you didn't want to accompany me to the toilet yesterday, so don't go in the future, I don't want to force you.
Before the bell rang, Ronaldo ignored the Chinese teacher, walked over from the back row angrily, threw a letter on the table of Geyi, and flashed straight out of the front door of the class.
As soon as he opened the folded note: If I don't explain to you, you will misunderstand me. I didn't believe what others said, and I didn't want to accompany you to the bathroom, because I just woke up yesterday, I was already angry......
Stone and lattice, one tall and one short, facing each other, stood at the corner of the staircase.
"Geyi, do you think of me as your best friend? I care about you, do you? โ
If the whole world is far away from me, you will never abandon me.
Is it true that the whole world will spit on me, and you will also surround me.
Ge nodded, and his heart was already welling up.
Suddenly, a familiar voice came from downstairs.
Immediately after, the two heads scurried in Geyi's line of sight.
Ronaldo and Zhang Xue walked upstairs side by side.
Ronaldo glanced at Geyi, perhaps not invisible, squinted, frowned, and looked again.
I remember that once Ge Yi and Zhang Xue quarreled over the trivial matter of closing the door.
Ronaldo said to her very socially: "I'll help you watch her." โ
How much sand is left? It's the tightest grip.