8 Waiting for the wind
Wen Li couldn't describe the feeling at this time, and when she learned that He Xili had added her friend, she squatted on the fourth floor for a long time, her heart was still racing, and her whole body was hot.
When I got home, my grandmother had already made lunch.
"Li Li, what's the matter with the clothes on your body?" Grandma had worry on her face, "It's different from what you wore in the morning, it seems that I haven't seen you wear it, is someone bullying you?" β
"The umbrella suddenly broke, and I happened to meet one of my classmates, who lent me his coat." Wen Li didn't tell her grandmother what happened in the morning, and went to the kitchen to bring out the egg noodles.
"That's good, if my granddaughter is bullied, grandma will fight this old bone to protect us Li Li."
Wen Li blinked his eyelashes and pressed the sourness down. Her parents are wanted. The drug policeman is away all the year round, and she was raised by her grandmother since she was a child.
Grandma once said that she was introverted and shy when she was a child, and she was very timid, when Wen Li's parents came back once in a few years, and occasionally came home to hug her, five-year-old little Wen Li thought that her grandmother was going to give her to a strange couple, and scared her so much that she cried, stretching out her fleshy arms as long as grandma hugged.
After eating, Wen Li took He Xili's coat and towel into the bathroom, his clothes were very expensive at first glance, and she carefully rubbed them with her hands, for fear of washing them.
After washing, she hung her clothes on the roof of the building, walked to the railing, and there were several high-rise buildings not far away, which was the only rich area in Nantan Town, where He Xili lived.
The criss-crossing antennas and the intricate alleys are like a dividing line separating them.
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The next day, Wen Li went downstairs ten minutes early, and in the process of going downstairs, her palms were sweaty, and her heart seemed to jump to her throat and eyes.
But she didn't know what she was nervous about.
went downstairs, and He Xili had already arrived.
He crouched under the coal shed, his eyelids drooping, his bright orange hair was messy from the wind, and his face was sleepy and dull.
Seeing her come down, He Xili handed her the pineapple yogurt in his hand, and walked forward with his hands in his pockets.
The two didn't speak, he took her to the door of the part-time shop, turned around and went to the Internet cafΓ© next door.
After getting off work at night, He Xili squatted on the steps opposite the door of the store, holding a cigarette in her hand, the cigarette was a little scarlet in the dark, and saw her lock the door, extinguish the cigarette, and throw it into the trash.
This was the case for several days.
Xu is because He Xili picks up and drops off every day, and Song Chi, Zhuang Jiaoqian and Meng Zhen didn't come to her for trouble, which made Wen Li breathe a sigh of relief.
On Tuesday, the results of the preliminary examination of the mathematics competition were announced.
Gou Aiguo stood on the podium, his face radiant: "Let me inform you of one thing, two students in our class participated in the National Mathematics League, and Wen Li won the first prize, with a total of 300 points in the preliminary examination and additional examination. β
"Wen Li's 295 points! 1st place! First prize! β
"Chen Shang scored 284 points, second prize!"
Gou Aiguo's face was full of regret, and he patted his thigh as he spoke, very annoyed: "I checked Wen Li's papers, and the steps of the next big questions are correct, and the number is wrong, otherwise it will be a full score!" β
There was a "slump" in the audience, and the eyes of the whole class were focused on Wen Li.
"Oh my god, awesome."
"First? Oh my God, Wen Li is so strong in math! β
"Big guy, the knee is for you."
Chen Shang turned his head to look at her, his eyes were complicated, he didn't expect Wen Li to be bullied by Zhuang Jiaoqian that morning, and he could still play as usual, nine points higher than him.
Wen Li was a little embarrassed by the burning gaze, lowered his head to brush the question, and there was Cen Xi's excited voice next to his ear: "Li Li, you are too powerful, you are simply my god!" β
Meng Zhen listened to everyone's discussions, her face was pale, her nails were pierced in her palms, and the pain pulled her senses back.
She lowered her head and sent a text message to Zhuang Jiaoqian: [I won the first place in the slut competition, He Xili is still protecting the fox spirit every day, coriander, what do you say? ] γ
In less than a second, Zhuang Jiaoqian replied: [He Xili is a prodigal son, he will protect her for a lifetime? When there is always one person, wait first]
Meng Zhen gritted his teeth and swallowed his breath sullenly: [Good]
......
At noon, Cen Xi pulled Wen Li out of school to improve the food, and just walked into the fast food restaurant, Wen Li saw He Xili with bright orange hair in the innermost place.
He casually crossed Erlang's legs, looked down at his phone, revealing a jagged and cold white spinous process, and looked like he was not stingy.
The surrounding girls looked at him from time to time, blushing and gesturing with their friends.
"It's such a coincidence that the two younger sisters are here too." Shi Yan beckoned to the two of them, "There is a place, come and sit." β
Cen Xi sat opposite Li Yici, leaving only the vacant seat next to He Xili.
Wen Li's heart was beating like a drum when she sat down, and when she heard the movement, He Xili's dark and deep eyes fell on her lightly, and she had a strong sense of presence.
"What do you want to eat?" He Xili lifted his eyelids, "A little bit of it." β
Cen Xi: "I eat Malatang!" β
Li Yici glanced at her: "Didn't you say that you had a pimple on your face yesterday, and you promise not to eat spicy food this week." β
"I regret it today, it's still spicy and flavorful." Cen Xi said.
Li Yici: "Don't come to me with a stomachache." β
"I'm looking for you." Cen Xi rolled his eyes and said deliberately, "You don't want me to look for it, then I'll find someone else, Li Li, have I been chasing me at the back table recently, I'll just look for it-"
Li Yici: "You dare." β
Wen Li was watching the two of them fight, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.
He Xili's finger bones knocked on the table: "What do you want to eat?" β
Wen Li met his gaze, she glanced at the menu posted on the wall, and found the cheapest: "Wonton." β
She tilted her head up, her neck pulled out a beautiful arc, the arms on her legs were white and slender, fragile as if they were broken, her wrist bones protruded, and she was as thin as a cat.
He Xili frowned and asked, "Can you eat enough?" β
She paused and said, "Yes." β
He Xili glanced at her a few times and reported five meals to the boss.
Soon, the boss brought over the food they had ordered, steaming hot and fragrant.
Wen Li was about to move the wonton in front of her, one hand taking the lead and then pushing the yellow braised chicken and rice in front of her.
"Eat, what are you stunned about." He Xili asked, "Don't like it?" β
Wen Li's eyelashes blinked: "I want wontons." β
He Xili looked like a bastard who "what if you don't give it", put his arm on the chair, and became ruffian: "I suddenly want to eat wontons today, let's change them." β
Wen Li watched him take a spoon and scoop a few bites, she hesitated for a few seconds, and could only eat the yellow stewed chicken he ordered.
This braised chicken is particularly delicious, with rich juice and large and tender chicken.
Compared with the two, He Xili actually wanted to eat wontons, and Wen Li couldn't figure it out.
"Brother He, don't you like to eat coriander and sesame oil?" Shi Yan was sipping on potato flour, raised his eyes and asked in surprise, "Last time I went to the house next door for dinner, I said that I would not let coriander and sesame oil be put in, but the boss was too busy to forget, you didn't eat a bite, and ordered a new bowl." β
Wen Li was stunned for a second, and subconsciously looked at He Xili.
He Xili put down the spoon and leaned back loosely, his legs were wide open, and his eyelids were lifted by him: "What, no, I can taste how unpalatable they are?" β
Delay: "......"
Li Yici looked at Wen Li meaningfully, then at He Xili next to him, and said to Shi Yan: "Okay, you take care of him, he will eat if he likes." β
Wen Li faintly had an illusion in his heart, but that idea was too outrageous.
She looked at He Xili's expression naturally and without frowning, and drank the coriander and sesame oil soup, and she secretly picked her palm with her fingertips, and then she came to her senses.
With He Xili's capricious personality, it seems normal to want to try something he doesn't like to eat.
After eating, the group went back to school.
Walking to the bulletin board, He Xili suddenly stopped, grabbed his pocket with one hand, squinted to the side, lifted his eyelids to look at Wen Li next to him, lowered his head and smiled.
The corners of his clothes were torn off, and Wen Li was pulled back a few steps by this force.
She turned around and saw He Xili standing behind her, and said casually: "You are very powerful." β
Wen Li sighed inexplicably.
At this time, Shi Yan also found the ranking of the math league on the bulletin board: "Sister Xiao Wen, awesome, you are 295 for such a terrifying thing in the math competition!?" β
"He Xili is two points lower than you, 293."
"Hehe, it's really good, who said that "He Xili can never be under anyone"? Shi Yan bumped He Xili on the shoulder and squeezed his eyes, "It's only been a few days since I was slapped in the face?" β
"Sister Xiao Wen is above you, this taste is not refreshing."
There is ambiguity in this sentence, Wen Li obviously knows that the delay is not like that, but his cheeks are still hot.
He Xili glanced at him: "The girls are here, pay attention." β
After saying this, Shi Yan suddenly realized, and he coughed: "I didn't think about it so much just now, Sister Xiaowen, don't think about it too much, my mouth is fast." β
Wen Li shook his head slightly: "It's okay." β
It wasn't until she returned to class that Wen Li buried her head in her arms, and her ears seemed to echo with He Xili's words praising her for being amazing.
It turned out that the effort was useful, at least he saw it.
......
In the sports meeting next Thursday and Friday, Chen Shang brought the registration form to the class, asked two laps one by one, and finally barely filled it.
Wen Li reported the women's 800 meters, but Cen Xi didn't like sports and didn't report any events.
In the next few days, each class took advantage of the physical education class to form a square team, and the class meeting unanimously obtained the consent of the students to go to the nearby garment factory to buy a uniform as the class uniform for the opening ceremony of the sports meeting.
Wen Li was selected as the bearer of the Autumn Games in the third class, and the dress of the bearer was a uniform cheongsam.
On Thursday morning, Wen Li changed into a cheongsam and came out, the egg in Cen Xi's mouth fell to the ground, and his eyes lit up amazingly: "My God..... My Li Li, you are too beautiful! β
She ran over, stared straight at a certain place, and said enviously: "You look thin, why are you so good there, why are you beautiful and white, with a thin waist and big breasts, ahhhhh β
Wen Li was touched by her a few times, and her face was incredibly red.
Afterwards, all grades gathered in the playground, and the campus radio played the entrance words and background music, and the opening ceremony of the sports officially began.
Wen Li walked in front with a class card, the phalanx behind him was neat, the slogan was loud, and he slowly walked across the rostrum, and while walking, the cheongsam was forked, revealing a pair of well-proportioned and white long legs.
On the other side, the boys in the class who had completed the phalanx looked at the sign-bearers of each class in the playground aisle, and their eyes were straight.
"The school can really do it, and it actually makes cheongsam."
"I'll go, who is that?"
"Which, which?"
"I'll take a look, the sophomore and third classes of high school."
"It seems to be called Wen Li, Song Chi fought with Brother He a few days ago because of her, I remember that her face was very pure, looking at a very well-behaved girl, I didn't expect it to be so punctual."
Shi Yan took a photo of Wen Li not far away with his mobile phone, and put his arm on He Xili, who was listening to the song with headphones: "I'll go, Brother He, look at who this is." β
He Xili didn't take off his headphones, there was still rhythmic metal music playing in them, he put one hand in his pocket, his thin eyelids pressed down, looked down and glanced at random, his eyes became dark and hot.
In the photo, Wen Li is holding a class card, her goose-yellow cheongsam is lined with snow, two strands of hair hang down on her forehead, and her long hair is tied with a classical hairpin.
Shi Yan saw him staring at him for a long time, and smiled: "Sister Wen is not dead." β
He Xili looked at Wen Li in the photo, and suddenly reminded him of Yingying's grip on the bus that day, and he could hold her waist with one hand, but now he realized that her waist was so thin that he was dead.
He stretched out his hand to the time, the green veins on the back of his hand bulged, and his voice was hoarse: "Mobile phone." β
Shi Yan didn't think much about it and handed it to him.
He Xili had no expression on his face, still in a lazy posture, lowered his head and sent the photo to his mobile phone, and then deleted the photo in his mobile phone and threw it to him.
"I'll go, why did you delete the photo I took of Sister Wen."
He Xili put one hand in his pocket, teased his eyes, and put down a sentence: "If you want to shoot, shoot your own girl." β
Delay: "...... It's that I don't like to shoot, I'm not nothing! β
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At the end of the opening ceremony, Wen Li picked up his bag of clothes from the rest area and prepared to go to the locker room to change clothes.
Halfway through, she heard the girl next to her talking.
"The first race is 3,000 meters, so fierce."
"I heard that He Xili has reported it."
"Song Chi and a few sports students have reported three thousand meters, who do you think will win?"
"Definitely a sports student...... I remember that they seem to have a holiday, Song Chi is very yin, his hands and feet are not clean, he shouldn't do anything in the game. β
Wen Li was stunned, and he didn't care about changing his clothes, so he ran to the playground with his bag.
His wrist was suddenly grabbed by a force, Wen Li was pulled into the storage room next to him, the door was slammed shut, and fine particles of dust were swept in the air.
Wen Li was taken aback, and just wanted to scream, but when he saw the person in front of him, his heart beat faster.
He Xili was wearing Klein blue short-sleeved, white knee-length shorts, a blue sports bracelet buckled on his wrist bones, and "No. 18" on a white background.
Wen Li couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, but he felt that he was dangerous and charming at this time.
He Xili picked his chin: "Why are you still wearing this dress." β
His gaze was careless, but it fell on her every second, every moment, and Wen Li felt too hard.
Wen Li was stared at by him, don't look at him, her throat was tense and dry, her heartbeat was fast and rapid, and the flush on her cheeks was also stained on her bare collarbone.
"I, I just, just preparedβ"
She was afraid that she would not be able to catch up with him and did not dare to waste time changing clothes.
But how should she say this.
"The PE teacher said that the rubber mats used for the afternoon games were kept in the storage room?"
Suddenly there was a sound of voice outside, followed by two footsteps, as if in the direction of the storeroom.
"The storage room or the equipment room, I forgot about it."
Wen Li looked left and right in a panic, there was nowhere to hide in the storage room, if it was discovered......
He Xili looked at her eyes as red as rabbits, and let out a low laugh, which shook in her ears: "What are you afraid of?" β
Wen Li wanted to cover his mouth, but he was too tall and tiptoed to reach, but He Xili was so bad that he raised his chin as if he was playing with her, not letting her touch it.
"If you are discovered, you will be thought of as early love, and you will be punished."
He Xili looked at her for a few seconds, passed one hand over the top of her head, propped up on the door panel, the cyan veins swirled down from the back of the hand, extending to the two knife marks, the distance between the two gradually narrowed, and in front of Wen Li's eyes were his protruding Adam's apple and collarbone......
The sound of his breathing was close at hand, Wen Li looked away, clenched the corners of his skirt nervously, and his palms were sweaty, wet and hot.
The door of the storage room was pushed by a force, and Wen Li, whose back was against the door panel, had goosebumps and a heartbeat.
He Xili propped up the door, looked down at her and closed her eyes in fear, and the voice was in her ears: "I promise not to let them find out, believe me." β
"Huh? How to lock the door. The outsider pushed again.
"Let's go, I may have heard it wrong, it should be in the equipment room."
The sound of voices and footsteps gradually left, and Wen Li's hanging heart fell.
She raised her eyelashes and bumped into He Xili's slightly bad smile.
"I didn't lie to you."
Wen Li hummed softly, and his heart was still beating wildly.
He Xili stood up straight, took something out of his pocket and threw it to her.
Wen Li looked down and saw that it was his mobile phone.
He Xili copied his pocket with one hand, and his eyebrows and eyes were careless:
"Take it and come and watch me play."