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Chapter 3 Decision
"Zihe, why are you in a daze? What are you thinking?" Shen Yingwen came out of the operating room and saw Song Zihe standing at the door. He was still operating in the operating room downstairs just now. What are you doing standing here now?
"How is she?" Song Zihe watched the woman in the operating room being pushed out, and then looked away.

"So you were worried about her? Why is your first love? You are invulnerable, so you also have weaknesses?" Song Yingwen circled around Song Zihe in a fuss, "What is the relationship, be honest."

Song Zihe looked at Shen Yingwen with a relaxed look, knowing that the person was fine, so he lowered his head, ignored Shen Yingwen, turned around and left, "If you don't tell me, I'll go and read her medical records myself."

When she walked to the bed room, the woman was awake, her head was wrapped in gauze, her eyes were open, she was looking at the snow-white ceiling, and when she heard Song Zihe coming in, she looked back at him, her expression was indifferent, unchanged, as if she didn't recognize him at all. Song Zihe.

"I didn't expect that we would meet on such an occasion, Wen Xin'ai." Song Zihe walked up, looked at the woman and said.

The woman's eyes were puzzled now, she looked at Song Zihe's medical records beside the bed, and said, "Do you know me, doctor? I don't know you."

"Impossible. Apart from a few bruises on her head, there is nothing wrong with her. How could she lose her memory?" Shen Yingying said to Song Zi, "Doctor Song, Director Song, you are doubting my medical skills."

Song Zihe ignored her, and leaned over to watch Wen Xinai's head X-ray. Indeed, no matter where you look at it, there is no problem. What's more, the most amnesia appeared in those TV dramas, but in reality, there were not many of them. She is also a doctor and believes in Shen Yingwen's diagnosis, but why doesn't she know her anymore.

"Could it be that she did it on purpose? Zihe, have you offended her before, so she doesn't even want to recognize you." Shen Yingwen analyzed from the side, but Song Zihe turned to her suddenly when she was talking, eyes Stare at her.

"what happened?"

Song Zihe didn't answer, but he suddenly turned around and headed towards the inpatient department.

"I just found out, I'm too dumb." Shen Yingwen said to herself with a smile behind her.

Wen Xin'ai was lying on the bed. Because her ribs were broken, she felt pain when she moved, and she had to breathe more lightly. The patient in the next bed, Lu Ji, had someone to visit, but she was alone all the time. Ask the nurse for help.

There was no one left, she was the only one left.

"Zihe, it's the end of the world, come and save me..."

"Song Zihe is a bird, Wen Xinai, I am the only one who treats you best."

"Take me to Du Ning, anywhere is fine."

Wen Xin'ai looked at the mirror again, turned around, the pink skirt was bulging because of the rotation, and the newly cut long hair was also raised, revealing the birthmark on her neck, she quickly stretched out her hand to hold down the hair, Looking in the mirror and sighing.

Really want to dig that piece of meat.

Mom asked her why she suddenly fell in love with beauty recently, and she had to follow her to get a haircut after buying new clothes. She didn't answer, thinking of the handsome young stylist in the hairdresser, touching her mother's shoulder with his hand once and for all, and then He leaned into his mother's ear and didn't know what to say. The always dignified mother smiled exaggeratedly, and then stopped when she found her looking at her.

So she sighed again.

My father seems to be very busy all the time, and he always comes home very late. As a full-time wife, my mother does face, hair, clothes and cosmetics every day. My aunt does the housework. She doesn’t have to worry about anything, even her daughter Not too worried.

Anyway, whatever she likes, she can do whatever she likes, and it's better not to mind her own affairs.

Glancing at the test paper on the table, he relaxed his slightly frowning brows, and reached out to pick up the test paper. In the middle of it, 95 was unusually conspicuous.

This is the first time she got such a high score in the test. Although it was only a small test, it surprised everyone in the class, including the teacher. Then some students said that she cheated and wrote something similar to the crime on TV. , Let her admit it and "sign it".

Is it too childish?And she did not cheat, she was really serious during this period of time, she was studying very seriously, and because she refused to sign, a boy cut off a bunch of her hair with a utility knife, so I went to have a haircut with my mother today , but mom didn't realize that the hair on the right side of her was cut off at all, so she took her to try the cosmetics in the mall, and even tried the lipstick color, and asked her which one was better, so she didn't tell her until now. Mom, I got 95 points in the exam.

Wen Xinai stood in front of the window holding the test paper, staring blankly downstairs for a long time, and finally saw a slender white figure stepping into the building where she lived.

he came.

She immediately put the test paper in her hand upright on the desk, then rushed to the mirror to take a look, cut her hair, covered the birthmark with her hair, and then put the book on the chair to pretend look.

After a while, when she heard the conversation between her mother and him, he answered a few words, and then footsteps came towards her. She suddenly felt very nervous, and suddenly grabbed the test paper on the desk with her hand, and then hid it in the drawer below inside.

He knocked on the door and came in. He was wearing a white shirt, but underneath were loose sweatpants. His hair was cut short and looked very refreshing. When he came in, he put his schoolbag on the chair next to him without saying hello. She took one of the several textbooks she had on the table.

"Today we will talk about mathematics." He opened the book and pointed out a few questions to her.

She docilely leaned on the table to do the questions, while he sat beside him and picked up the English book from his schoolbag to recite.

It's like this every time I come here, but Wen Xin'ai likes it very much. Even if he doesn't talk about other things except how to solve the problem, as long as he looks at his face, he frowns slightly because of the problem she got wrong, and slides across the book The slender fingers with those words on them, and the cold, but deep and pleasant voice, by the way, especially the slightly closer voice body when teaching her to solve the problem, breathing on the side of her face, every time her heart is like this Can jump fast.

"Wen Xin'ai, you're in love," said Fatty, who was often bullied like her and weighed almost 180, gnawing on a chicken leg.

It may be a deer bumping around, but whether it is a sheep or a deer, the heart beats really fast.

She can do today's questions except for the last one. In the past, because boys often threw paper at her in class, she couldn't concentrate on listening. Later, she simply stopped listening, so she didn't understand anything after the semester, but recently No matter how others disturb her, she will listen attentively, and will ask the teacher for advice after class, because she doesn't want him to feel stupid. Although she is not smart enough, she will be even more stupid if she doesn't work hard.

Song Zihe's expression was a little surprised. He got one of the questions wrong, and he couldn't do one of the questions. The others were all right, and formula calculations were used. He looked at her again, subconsciously glanced at her, and saw that she was Looking at him with expectant eyes, he pointed to the wrong one: "This one is wrong, you should do it this way."

When he was talking about the topic, he subconsciously moved closer to her and smelled the faint smell of bath liquid on her body. She seemed to have been using this smell for bathing nights. A body wash to wash off that birthmark.In fact, he didn't think the birthmark was ugly, it wasn't on his face, even if it was exposed, it wouldn't matter, but maybe it was because of low self-esteem, so he tried every means to cover it up.

"That's it." He wrote down the answering process and threw it to her to read, and then took a blank piece of paper to solve the question she couldn't do.

Wen Xinai lowered her head and watched attentively. She is indeed not smart, so she read very slowly. She couldn't understand every step of the derivation process quickly. She had to think for a while before continuing, and Song Zihe had already finished the other A question is waiting for her.

"I don't understand here." She stopped at one place, really didn't understand how she got to this point, pointed at that place, and asked him softly.

He glanced at it, then started writing next to it, talking about the steps while writing, and finally she nodded.

"Let's look at the solution to this problem." He handed her the solution to another problem he wrote just now.

She took it, didn't look at it right away, but hesitated for a while, biting her lip and stopped there, she had a decision in her heart, and she really wanted to tell him.

"What's the matter?" He asked, and then he noticed that she was not wearing the home clothes she often wore, but a new pink dress. Because of her fair skin, she looked very delicate, like a flower After all, the beautiful little flower is an adolescent boy, so he couldn't help but take another look, and then he frowned slightly for some reason.

"Our school is going to start filling out the volunteers these days. I want to ask you, which high school is better for me to fill out the first volunteer?" She obediently took out the volunteering form and put it in front of him, but it was still empty.

"Did your parents ask you to ask?" After all, I have been her tutor for the past few months, so I know her situation better.

In fact, the parents didn't know about filling out the volunteers. My father was too busy, and my mother only cared about her food and clothing, so he was the first to know about it. Wen Xinai was afraid that he would not give advice, so she nodded quickly: "They told me to ask you."

He thought for a while, considering her current situation, and said, "You can fill in both the No. [-] Middle School and the City Girls' High School. Of course, it depends on your parents' wishes."

She blinked vigorously, and was not very satisfied with the school name he reported. She lowered her head and stared at the application letter. middle."

"City No. [-] Middle School?" He looked at her in surprise. That was the high school he was in now, and it was the best key high school in the city. However, the admission score was astonishingly high, and her current grades might not be good.

"I'm afraid I won't pass the exam." He said directly.

"I will definitely pass the exam." Wen Xin'ai continued to clenched her fists, telling him that she couldn't pass the exam without even thinking about it, and felt very hurt, "My grades are improving very fast now, you, look, I passed the exam today 95." Eager to prove herself, she quickly took out the 95-point paper from the drawer and handed it to him.

He was stunned, took a look, and it was indeed 95 points, but quickly returned it to him: "120 points for the simulation paper, 95 points is not high for the No. [-] Middle School in the city."

She thought he would look at her differently, or at least be surprised, because it was a high score in her eyes. However, she lowered her head, her hair covered most of her face, and she silently took back the test paper and stuffed it in. in the drawer.

Yes, 95 points is indeed a high score for her, but it should be a very low score for him, so he is indifferent, and what is she happy about?
She silently took the unread question and read it carefully, but she couldn't see it at all, she just kept her eyes on the paper.

Song Zihe saw that her whole face was so dimmed. The moment she took out the paper just now, he clearly saw the brilliance and agility that he had never seen on her face, but now it was completely dimmed.

Is what I said too much?But those are all the truth, 95 points is really good for her, but it is really nothing.

So no need to apologize or explain anything?So he picked up the English book beside him without any sign and looked.

"Actually." The person next to him suddenly said.

He was startled, his eyes moved away from the book, and looked at her.

"Actually, I just want to go to the same school as you." She said, her eyes were rarely looking directly at him, and her clear face was glowing with an intoxicating blush.

She was a little stubborn and reckless to fill in the city's No. [-] Middle School, and then read books day and night to do the questions.

He said she couldn't pass the exam, so she had to pass the exam, not only to prove herself, but also because Fatty said: if you are near the water, you get the moon first, if you like someone, then try to get as close to him as possible.

Do you like him?In fact, although she was only in the third year of junior high school, there were people around who were secretly dating. When she saw the two people hugging in the dark, she thought that if Song Zihe hugged her like this, she would feel her face turn red. Then the whole body is hot.

Fat Ni said: That's called lust, yes, I like it.

That is, I like it, but apart from those imaginations that make people feel hot all over, she also likes Song Zihe to come to her house to make up lessons for her every day, just the two of them, reading books together, if she doesn’t know how, just teach her, and accompany each other like this She is fine, no talking, no intimacy.

Therefore, there must be a school, so that you can have more time to see him.

"It's here, dear, relax and play your best level." A hand next to him stretched out and rubbed Wen Xin'ai's hair vigorously. She was thinking about him, and now she was going to take the high school entrance examination.

She was really burning with lust, she shouted in her heart, and at the same time stretched out her hand to straighten the messy hair that had been ruffled by her father, then nodded at her father, and walked directly into the examination room.

The first day of the senior high school entrance examination happened to be the weekend, and Song Zihe had a rest. He planned to play ball early in the morning, then came back to help his mother with some housework, and finally read in his own small room, but his father asked him to come to the examination room Look at Wen Xin'ai, after all, after teaching him for so long, there must be a beginning and an end.

Only then did he realize that, yes, she took the senior high school entrance examination today.

"I will definitely pass the exam." That day, she clenched her fists and said seriously.

Before teaching her, her grades were a mess. She must be a girl who doesn’t like studying. She went to her home to teach her every day, and she gradually started to cooperate. Although she seemed to love studying, she still couldn’t understand why she had to be admitted to the No. [-] Middle School , and read desperately in the last month.

Why do you have to go to the No. [-] Middle School in the city?

He watched her get out of the car with the basketball in his arms. He absent-mindedly straightened the hair messed up by his father. He still looked a little dazed and walked into the examination room with his schoolbag on his back.

It’s better not to go up, I don’t know what to say when I go up, he is not good at saying those inspiring words, he lowered his head, and the ball patted on the ground, but he didn’t know it was because of his momentary hesitation. The established wheel of fortune has changed.

"Look for it, look for it, if you can't find it, don't let me take the exam." A young man stood at the entrance of the examination room with his waist in his arms, his hair standing on end with styling water, and his white school uniform shirt. With the collar upright, he is obviously handsome, but because of the raised eyebrows, he looks a little fierce.

Several teenagers dressed like him were flipping through his schoolbag, taking out books one by one, flipping through them page by page. After looking through them for a long time, they said to the boy with a bitter face, "Boss, no."

"If you don't have one, you won't take the test." The boy kicked away the books on the ground, picked up his empty bag, and turned to leave.

"Boss, don't we take the exam?"

"Nonsense, it's called being in trouble together," the young man turned his head and saw the attendants moving into the examination room, his eyebrows frowned, and the bag in his hand was thrown directly at him, "Damn, who told you to go in, give me return."

The attendants were startled, and they didn't dare to move in anymore. They looked at the teacher who was checking the admission ticket at the door as if asking for help, but the teacher just stared and said, "Don't fight." Then he was busy checking other people's admission tickets.

what to do?Several attendants looked at each other in blank dismay, is it true that the exam is not over?

"Excuse me?" A snow-white hand held an exam admission ticket and handed it in front of the boy, "Did you lose that? The photo on it seems to be you."

Wen Xin'ai felt that this boy was really scary. She was used to being bullied, and she was most afraid of such a boy. She wanted to tear up the exam admission ticket she picked up and throw it away, but finally didn't dare, it was too evil. She can't do it.

The boy looked back at her, she trembled uncontrollably, not daring to look at him.

The young man was not angry, he took a look at the admission ticket in her hand, folded it and put it in his pocket, then said to the attendants: "Pack up my schoolbag and go in for the exam." Walk in the examination room.

Wen Xinai stared blankly at him walking away, and was about to breathe a sigh of relief.

"What's your name?" The boy suddenly turned his head, his eyes fixed on her face presumptuously.

"Wen, Wen Xinai." She replied reflexively.

"Wen Xinai?" The young man read it again, "Okay, I will remember." He walked into the examination room.

(End of this chapter)