The warm sunlight shines through the camphor branches, casting fine light and shadow on him, and the wind blows through his ears. He and the greenery behind him made for a brighter scene than summer.

Qi Xia's head went blank for a second, and his heart slammed.

The distance was closer, Qi Xia saw the brown envelope in his hand clearly, and his breathing was tight.

He had already been to the bookstore and had managed to get the stamps. Qi Xia was extremely glad that he came back early, otherwise he might have met him.

When she was thinking nonsense, Chen Xifan approached and saw the cat in the tree.

"Your cat?" He asked.

Qi Xia's throat was dry: "Well, it's called cake, and it ran up the tree for fun." After saying that, she boldly asked, "Do you know where there is a ladder?" ”

Chen Xifan turned his head to look at her, pulled his lower lip, and asked rhetorically: "What kind of ladder do you need for this height?" ”

After that, he put his mobile phone and envelope on the lawn, stepped back and ran a few steps in place, warmed up, and the driver got out of the car and shouted: "Ah Fan, I'll come, this tree is quite tall." ”

"It's fine."

As the words fell, the boy galloped quickly, taking three steps and making two steps like a cheetah, and jumped onto the wall in the blink of an eye. Then, with his arm hooked around the trunk of the tree, he climbed up with the strength of his waist, and stepped on the branch to get closer and closer, and easily caught the cat in his arms.

On the way back, he kept his head down, and Qi Xia saw the thin spine and protruding bones on his back. She remembered the light abs that the T-shirt had moved up slightly to reveal when the young man jumped up.

Qi Xia's face turned red.

After landing steadily, Chen Xifan glanced at the cat in his arms. Just this glance made him slightly stunned.

The whole body is snow-white, and there are a few black hairs on the door of the head, which is cute and pitiful, a little familiar.

How did he feel, where he had seen this cat.

Chen Xifan looked at Qi Xia and asked again: "Is this your cat?" ”

Chapter 15

The boy looked into the girl's eyes and did not speak for a long time. Under the shade of the trees, the two and a cat confronted each other, and time seemed to stand still at this moment.

The distance was very close, and Qi Xia smelled the fresh mint fragrance again.

He should use a mint-flavored laundry detergent, or eat mints regularly. After exercising, the boy's T-shirt collar is loose and baggy, and when you raise your eyes slightly, you can see his thin collarbone.

Qi Xia felt that her face was about to burn.

Thinking wildly in her head, she didn't realize that something was wrong, nodded and said, "Well, my cat." ”

"Really?" Chen Xifan was thoughtful.

He has a very good memory, and after a moment of recall, he remembered that the q/q avatar of netizen "Classmate No. 7" was such a cat.

Chen Xifan's voice was deep and slow, and he said, "I've seen the exact same cat on the Internet. ”

Online......

Thinking of something, Qi Xia Ling's cover tightened, and every cell in his body became alert.

I don't know if it's because of a weak heart, she always feels that Chen Xifan's gaze has a little scrutiny, like a criminal policeman handling a case. This made Qi Xia's tense nerves tense even more tense, and his heartbeat was about to stop.

The fingers hanging on one side gradually tightened, and there was a jerky pain in the palm.

She came back to her senses, collected her emotions, and said, "Netmap? That's a coincidence. ”

The cake had been trapped in the tree for too long, and the snow-white fur had a few pieces of mud and leaves. The little guy was pinched by Chen Xifan on the back of his neck, as if he was pointed, motionless, just looking at Qi Xia, and let out a pitiful meow.

This topic is dangerous and cannot be talked about any further. Qi Xia pinched his palm with his fingertips and said, "Thank you today." ”

"It's a good thing." Chen Xifan's tone was casual, and he handed the cat to her.

Qi Xia deliberately avoided his fingers and took the cat over, "Goodbye." ”

"Hmm."

From the courtyard to the room, you have to pass through the garden, and Qi Xia doesn't quite remember how she walked that way. She was holding the cake, her trouser legs seemed to be filled with lead, and her steps were heavy.

Qi Xia didn't dare to look back during the whole process, for fear that he would accidentally be noticed by Chen Xifan.

Back in the bedroom, she sat down on the carpet in prostration, only to find that her forehead was covered in sweat. Qi Xia touched the cat's head, still palpitating.

When she used the photo of the cake as her avatar, she didn't add Chen Xifan's q/q, and then forgot about it. Qi Xia, who escaped, took out his mobile phone and prepared to change his avatar.

It's just that the moment she clicked on Q/Q, she felt that it was inappropriate, and now she changed her avatar, no matter how she thought about it, she had a feeling that there was no silver three hundred taels here.

Qi Xia had no choice but to give up, and instead used a map recognition tool to search on the Internet, and really found a few similar network maps.

Qi Xia kneaded the cake and said, "It seems that you have a public face." ”

"Meow—"

The cake was frightened today, and drilled into her arms, Qi Xia opened its small pink meat pad, and said with a serious expression: "Don't think it's okay to be coquettish and cute, you caused me trouble today, do you know?" After that, I'm going to set the house rules for you......"

The kitten didn't care about this, a meow vigorously, and licked Qi Xia's fingers.

Qi Xia's heart softened and pinched its face, "Okay, forgive me." ”

At this time, the phone buzzed, prompting that there was a new message.

Chen Xifan: [I got the stamps, and I will transfer the money to you.] 】

Qi Xia held the phone, and the heartbeat that had just calmed down was uncontrollable again. Strangers will not be generous enough to give gifts to each other, Qi Xia thought for a while, and typed: [Twenty-nine yuan nine. 】

Maybe because this number is too outrageous, Chen Xifan replied for a while: [? 】

Chen Xifan: [OK? 】

Qi Xia: [Well, twenty-nine pieces of nine. 】

In the philatelic industry, buying low and selling high is the basic operation. Qi Xia once read a news that a collection company specializes in buying stamps on a certain topic at a low price, collecting them into a book and then selling them at a high price.

But she's not a businessman, she just wants to do something secretly for someone she likes.

Qi Xia explained: "I don't collect stamps, and this is the price for anyone. 】

Chen Xifan: [Okay, thank you. 】

The next second, the boy turned the money around.

After collecting the money, Chen Xifan did not reply, and Qi Xia did not send a message to disturb him. The chat page is frozen here, and Qi Xia knows that he has reverted to the one in his friends list that he will not contact.

Outside the window, another car whistle sounded.

Qi Xia stood up, opened the window through a crack, and saw Chen Xifan walking out carrying a brown paper bag. Qi Xia guessed that Grandma Chen probably asked him to go home to get something.

The young man has a long back and walks casually. After he got into the car, the car's headlights flashed twice, and he slowly drove out of the alley.

Qi Xia stood at the window for a long time, and his eyes were sour for no reason.

Chen Xifan will never look back and see her, just as he will never know who classmate No. 7 is.

What's there to be sad about?

It's because I'm cowardly, I'm afraid of embarrassment, I'm afraid that I can't hide my secrets, and I'm even more afraid of being rejected.

Like Chen Xifan, it's like walking a single-plank bridge, every minute and every second is scared, but he is willing to go on.

*

At the beginning of June, the college entrance examination ended, and as soon as the senior high school graduates left, the school was mostly empty, and the final exam of the second year of high school was approaching.

At noon that day, Qi Xia and Xing Anya went back to the classroom together after lunch, walked downstairs to Zhiyuan, and saw a circle of people around the propaganda board in the distance.

Xing Anya became interested, pulled her and said, "Let's go and have a look." ”

Qi Xia didn't like to join in the fun, but she still accompanied Xing Anya over, thinking about the words she hadn't memorized in the morning, and she was a little absent-minded on the way.

Until a passing classmate mentioned, "Chen Xifan is so powerful." ”

Qi Xia woke up like a dream, and suddenly pricked up his ears.

"The first prize in the AMC math competition, this is directly guaranteed." It was a girl with eyes who spoke, "God, you are handsome and can read, which door did God close to the school grass in the end?" ”

"Maybe Chen Xifan is God's own son, and the doors and windows are all open for him."

"Help, don't say I'm so sour!"

……

Qi Xia and Xing Anya squeezed into the front row of the crowd and saw a poster posted on the billboard, and Chen Xifan's name was the first in the first column.

Compared with others, Xing Anya is much calmer: "The basic operation of the school grass has been completed. ”

Qi Xia was surprised: "Does he often win awards?" ”

"Well, I won the gold medal in the Olympiad in the first semester of my sophomore year." Xing Anya pulled her back, saying as she walked: "At that time, the math teacher wanted him to enroll in the strong foundation program of Jingping University, but Chen Xifan did not go. ”

Kyephei University is right next door to the high school, but for most students, it is still out of reach.

Qi Xia couldn't help but ask, "Why is Chen Xifan unwilling to go?" ”

"I don't have a major he likes, hey, the gap between people and people is really bigger than that between people and pigs, and the school grass is easy to go to Jingping, and I can't even squeeze my head into it."

Qi Xia sighed: "Who said it wasn't." ”

Even though he was already struggling to catch up with him, that kind of gap still made Qi Xia feel beyond his reach.

In the afternoon, the second class was Chinese, and it was a hot day, and there was only one air conditioner in the huge classroom, and the students were a little drowsy.

Hu Zhonghai recited the mantra to them as usual, "Prospective high school juniors, let me remind you first, there are only two things you have to do in the next year, one is the exam, the other is to brush the questions, and the rest......"

A naughty student interrupted: "Master, don't read it, don't read it, the apprentice knows it's wrong." ”

Hu Zhonghai threw a chalk head over, "Stinky boy-"

The class burst into laughter.

Qi Xia took the opportunity to watch the excitement and turned his head to look at the back row.

Chen Xifan lazily propped his chin and lowered his head as if he was brushing up on the question, completely uninvolved in the excitement. Qi Xia couldn't help but feel ashamed, she had to work a little harder.

After the laughter subsided, Hu Zhonghai said: "After the final exam, we have a class meeting, and we don't talk about the test papers in that class. ”

"Huh?" He Xiao raised his voice, "Lao Hu, I don't have a dream." ”

Hu Zhonghai glanced at him, "If you don't have a dream, you can think about it, and you have to make up one in the class meeting." ”