After the downpour, Qinghe District had not yet had time to welcome the clear sky and warm sun, and the entire Qin City was shrouded in a heavy fog that covered the sky and the sun. The sky was gloomy, and the earth was surging, as if unwilling to lie dormant in the coming long winter. For a week in a row, the thick fog lingered, bringing the entire city into the arms.

Fog Lock Maze.

But I still have to learn.

"Hell it, it's the third day, and it's over." While complaining, Mo had to run all the way with his schoolbag on his back. In this foggy weather with visibility of no more than 10 meters for three consecutive days, the bus left work early and issued a notice to suspend the entire line. Even the increasingly sparse traffic on the road is no longer the usual speed, one by one turtle speed, eager to add two more fog lights, for fear that the opposite driver will not pay attention to have a close contact with himself.

Even so, the news broadcasts I heard in my spare time are all "a certain road section of the accident is high, rear-end vehicles have reached xxx, I hope the general public will tell each other, drive cautiously, and reduce unnecessary driving trips".

While this fog closed the view of the entire city, it also provided some convenience for Mode. Although there is no bus, it is not much slower to go to school on the road. Breaking the rhythm of his breathing, Mo De took a deep breath, and his forward figure accelerated sharply, stepping on the protruding edge of the roof, and his figure shot into the mist. Adjusting his body posture, Mo De adjusted his body shape when another building shadow just appeared in the field of vision, his left hand protected the schoolbag behind him, and his right hand gently supported it and fell to the ground. The figure sprang out again, and after a quick exhale, it resumed its regular breathing rhythm, and its mind was already outlining the position of the next stage of preparation.

Take a shortcut, the line segment between two points is the shortest.

Under the cover of this foggy sky, Mo had to re-explore the "fast lane" after missing the bus in the past. After all, in the past, you can't be too unscrupulous, you can only climb over a wall, walk through an alley, etc., but now it's good, the fog is thick and blocks the view, and you can't see the opposite residential building when you open the window. Without constraints, Mo De let go of his hands and feet and turned on the "cornices and walls" mode.

Jumping from the corner of the last building, Mo had to adjust his body in mid-air, still balancing with a bag in one hand and a balance in the other, and stopped castration with a few steps after landing lightly and silently. I got up and clapped my hands, tidied up my clothes, straightened my schoolbag, hummed a small tune, and walked towards the looming school gate across the road.

Walk to the door of the class and skillfully raise your hand to reach for a key from the door frame to unlock the door. The bag rests on the desk. Morder turned and walked towards the back row of sweeping utensils hanging from it. Carrying a mop, bucket, and rag, he walked out of the classroom and ran to the water room.

On Monday, because of the fog, the bus issued a suspension announcement before he went out to find that the "heavenly road" in the fog needed to be explored, and Mo unfortunately arrived at the class a little later. So the doors and windows that were not closed on Saturday were discovered by the class leader, and the cleaning of the classroom this morning was naturally contracted by him.

"Morning, squad leader!" Just while wiping the blackboard, Mo De, who was complaining about his squad leader in his heart, had his ears pricked up, keenly captured the regular footsteps from far and near, and immediately changed his face, turned his head with a bright smile and said hello to the figure who pushed the door in.

"Early." Su Ziwen habitually raised his hand and lifted his glasses, and responded politely. As I walked past the podium, I turned my head and glanced at the hard performance... Oh no, it's Mo De, who has worked hard, and walked straight to the desk where the schoolbag was placed... Beside.

Yes, in order to take care of Mo De, who frequently asked for leave, the old class simply transferred the class leader with excellent academic performance to him as a tablemate. When the old class called the two of them to the office to talk about changing seats, Su Ziwen just raised his hand and lifted his glasses and said "oh" in response, but Mo De was like being hit by five thunders, and only after coming back to his senses did he show his gratitude with a bitter face.

It's not because of anything else, it's actually barbaric and eye-catching to change a beautiful woman to be at the same table. But, this girl... How to say, the sense of smell is sharp and intuitive, and it is really not easy to fool.

When Wu Fan, who had been fishing at the same table for more than half a year, sighed and winked at him, he couldn't wait to kick the dead fat man in the face. You lack the heart and eyes, and I share the same table for half a year, except for enjoying a double desk from time to time, the rest of the time is fooled by Lao Tzu, and people are different!

After Morder's high school career went on a long leave of absence for the second time, the class president came to him privately and expressed his kindness tactfully. "Mo De, I also know that you have some unspeakable secrets, but no matter what happens, you can come and discuss with me, um... Don't take any chances. ”

I dripping turtles, how can I discuss with you, and directly say that I took a long leave this time to rent a boat with an unscrupulous man to go to the open sea, and knocked a few long horns to come back to hand in the task? Although he was also a little hung up and took a few hits from that group of dragon whales, he was also a rising star in the performance industry, and he performed casually in the class every day, and the classmates around him didn't notice anything wrong. Girl, your eyes are so poisonous at a young age, and you can't marry in the future.

Since that time was almost exposed, every time Mo De returned to campus after a mission, he would feel extremely weak, and he always felt that he would involuntarily lose confidence when facing the class leader, but Su Ziwen never took the initiative to find him in private.

Of course, the class leader has clear rewards and punishments, is extremely patient when making up classes, and is merciless when punishing duty.

After packing up and washing his hands, he walked out of the water room, shook his hands and slipped to the corridor window, looking into the blurred and chaotic distance through his own shadow. The sound of footsteps swirled and echoed in the stairwell. After a while, the melodious preparatory bell rang, and the chaotic and noisy footsteps also hurried, rushing to their respective terminals.

Stop being in a daze and turn around and head back to the classroom. Most of the students in the room were already seated. Walk back to your desk and chair, sit down and organize your books and textbooks. I took out my homework and divided it into categories and prepared to hand it over to the representatives of each section, and as for the elemental theory, I handed it over to the class representative last night.

Su Ziwen stopped his pen, took out two elemental theory homework books from the neatly arranged book mountain on the desktop, got up and walked to the entrance of the classroom, urging the students to hand in the exercise books one by one.

Due to the fog, this week's practical physical training was cancelled, and the only gymnasium in Tianshui High School was also used by the senior high school students in turn to ensure that the physical fitness of the senior high school students can be maintained in good condition in the face of the upcoming college entrance examination.

Without physical education class, it is inevitable to sit from morning to night. The life of a high school student is so unpretentious and boring.

The bell at the end of the evening self-study has always been the sound of heaven in the ears of tired students. Oh, just this point of interest, after school, I will be happy to be like this, so how can I uphold my heart in the face of the ups and downs of life in the future? should learn from him, listen to the bell like nothing, don't move like a mountain, and continue to do the exercises quietly.

"Dude slip away first, see you tomorrow!" Wu Fan patted Mo De's shoulder when he passed by, and said goodbye with a smile. "The squad leader has also worked hard, see you tomorrow!"

"Goodbye." Su Ziwen raised his head and replied.

"Climb." Mo didn't raise his eyelids and replied.

After a hard day of campus study, it is time for even more laborious make-up classes.

Mo De once asked Su Ziwen why so many people in the class caught him for a tutoring, and looked at Wu Fatzi's thunderous test results, how much he needed the help of our class elders.

"He can't learn by his ability, you are missing class to fall behind." Su Ziwen replied calmly.

Mo was speechless.

"Except for Wu Fan who is personally responsible for Teacher Feng, the rest of the students who can't keep up with the course also have other people to help, but they just happened to hand you over to me, so don't worry about not going." The empathetic Su Ziwen seemed to be afraid that Mo would not go, and added.

My sister, it's true that others pair up to help each other, but they won't come to two hours of intense and exciting desperate tutoring after a day of class. At most, it's all about helping to talk about the difficulties of the wrong questions, checking the homework, and so on. It's good that you can review what the teachers teach during the day, and then come back to the past. A huge amount of knowledge was poured into the brain in just two hours, and the return continued until the departure time of the last bus before he was willing to release him. Whenever Mo had to send Su Ziwen back to his apartment, he had to run back to the opposite school gate station to catch the last train to his home.

From a calm face to scratching his ears and cheeks to being loveless, he held on until the end of the tutoring, and he packed his schoolbag with an expression of "Master, cross me".

The fortunate thing in the misfortune is that Su Ziwen will guide Mo to complete the daily homework during the tutoring process, and the misfortune after the misfortune is that the Su squad leader will arrange some additional content that exceeds the teaching progress, which is called "be prepared for a rainy day", in order to make a good amount of advance for the next time someone takes a long vacation.

Su Ziwen didn't care about the ups and downs of Mode's test results, and he carefully explained and pointed out his mistakes when he failed the test, and he didn't praise him after the test, let alone agree to Mode's "one day off".

Close the power doors and windows, and don't have to stuff the key back into the door frame. "Let's go." greeted the quietly waiting figure next to him, and walked out of the building with his schoolbag in one hand.

Su Ziwen didn't say anything, and quietly kept up with Mo De's footsteps.

"See you back!" It's finally time to say goodbye to you, and the tone and corners of Mode's mouth can't stop rising. Stopped in front of the door of the apartment building and watched Su Ziwen push the door in.

"See you tomorrow." Su Ziwen raised his hand and waved at Mo De through the glass door and said. Before he could finish speaking, he turned and walked inside, and the figure disappeared into the elevator.

Seeing that the head of the class had arrived home safely, Mo had to carry his heavy schoolbag and walked briskly towards the drain pipe on the side of the building.

It was also time for him to "go upstairs and go home".

In the room paved with apricot yellow wallpaper, Su Ziwen leaned against the light blue curtains, loosened the collar of his school uniform, untied his high ponytail, took off his glasses and put them on the bookshelf next to him, and gently kneaded the mark on the bridge of his nose with two fingers.

Silently counted the time, suddenly held his breath, and leaned over to tilt his ears. There was a sound of rustling outside the window.

The corners of her lips curled slightly, and the girl got up and walked towards the bathroom.