Xiaoman

In the first week of Christmas, the school issued a notice that this year's double-dan party will be held on the evening self-study on the 28th, and students of all grades can start preparing for the program.

Li Meng and Wang Chao were very melancholy, vacillating between the two options of Christmas confession and party confession.

Yu Shou was as clueless as they were, and he was more than just out of ideas. Thinking of a campus confession going to a party, he was nervous and a little embarrassed, and said twice during the discussion, "Otherwise forget it." ".

"What is it?" Li Meng punched him on the shoulder with a look of hatred, "Ten years later when you two get married, looking back on this confession, is it romantic? Is it exciting?"

Yu Shou thought for two seconds.

"If a high school passed without doing anything, would it be poor?" Li Meng asked again.

Liu Xiaoman listened from behind, thinking that Li Meng's ability to compose a composition of [-] characters was all used to persuade people to violate discipline.

The three cobblers toiled for a long time, until Han Xuebi came to find Yu Shou and asked him to put out a program to report to him. Li Meng thought it would be better to set it up at the gala——Yu Shou had learned to play the drums, so he could sing a chorus with anyone at that time , knocking on the stage to snatch the lead singer's mic, while confessing, he came down from the stage and walked towards Han Xuebi...

"The dream of [-] million girls." Wang Chao nodded.

Xia Liang sighed deeply.

The first snow of the year fell on Christmas Eve.

The snow was not too small, and the salt grains began to float before the evening self-study. After one class, a thin layer of light snow quilts had already been spread on the railings of the corridor, and there was still the meaning of continuing to snow.

The girls were so excited that they gathered around the corridor to watch after class.

The boys were also excited, such as Li Meng and Wang Chao, after searching the weather forecast, it was said that this year would be very cold, and there would be a big fate in the next two days, they rubbed Yu Shou's arm and said "if God helps".

Xia Liang was called out by people from his previous class after the first evening self-study get out of class. He didn't come back until after two classes. He brought back a big apple and Luo Hao who followed behind him.

He put the apple on Liu Xiaoman's table, and sat down on his seat. Luo Hao didn't need him to worry about it, and looked around the back door with a big face. Put a stool directly next to Li Meng, let him and Wang Chao "squeeze in".

Li Meng and Wang Chao were playing games with their heads hooked, they moved in reluctantly, and asked him, "Why don't you squeeze with Xia Liang?"

"Talk nonsense." Luo Hao looked up at the podium with his waist in his arms. The teacher in charge of the class was sitting there shaking his arms with a newspaper.

"He asked me to squeeze you and I can squeeze you two?" He gave Li Meng and the others two pieces of chocolate, and he was still stirring one in his mouth, "What's the matter with you two?"

"What are you doing here?" Li Meng asked him while unpacking the candy.

"Aren't you going to have classes today?" Wang Chao also asked.

"I'll come whenever I want, don't worry about me?" Luo Hao raised his arm and bumped Li Meng, "I can't stop you two from eating."

After hitting him, he turned back and threw one on Liu Xiaoman's table, and extended five fingers at him and said "Hi": "Little disability."

Liu Xiaoman grinned at him reluctantly.

He was not interested in why Luo Hao came here, he would rather go for the big apple that Xia Liang gave him than chocolate.

"Have you gone to buy apples?" He asked Xia Liang.

"My good brother still buys apples by himself?" Luo Hao chuckled, "When he gets to these broken festivals, he just waits to eat them, and queues up to send them up."

Liu Xiaoman glanced at him.

"Listen to him." Xia Liang shook the snow in his hood, "It was given by my former classmate."

Liu Xiaoman said "Oh", smiled, and put the apple back.

"Hey, Guo Wei said we just left. Huang Hui went to find you in class when she knew you were back. She carried a basket of little apples like Little Red Riding Hood." Luo Hao moved the stool forward and pressed it quickly. Mobile phone, "If you want me to say that this sister is infatuated with you enough, men give gifts to women, and she will give them to you every festival, otherwise you will promise."

"Can you shut up?" Xia Liang looked at him, "If you can't, get lost."

"Don't talk, don't talk." Luo Hao said as he quickly shook the phone in front of Xia Liang, "You really have no idea? Look at how cute this basket is. If someone treats me like this, I will definitely agree. How nice, I didn’t come to bother you, I left it to Guo Wei before meeting you..."

Xia Liang frowned impatiently.

Luo Hao quickly put the phone back, raised his hand with a smile, and made a gesture of admitting defeat.

Liu Xiaoman was holding a pen and drawing on the sketchbook. He was going to draw a triangle to solve the problem, but Luo Hao was too noisy. He put down the apple and couldn’t get into the mood. He traced a triangle eight hundred times, and the edges were frayed. up.

He didn't let himself think about the Huang Hui or Lan Hui in Luo Hao's mouth, and he didn't feel that he was thinking. When Luo Hao's mobile phone flashed by in front of his eyes, he saw a basket of small apples in the photo, and he didn't feel anything. .

I can't say I don't feel it, but objectively speaking, it's quite cute.

Each apple is individually wrapped in shiny paper, which is very delicate and thoughtful at first glance, not stupid at all.

He didn't feel any discomfort.

You shouldn't feel uncomfortable either.

But why do you feel a little annoyed?

He traced the triangle twice more, this time it was overdone, the tip of the pen slipped out of the scope of the triangle, and pulled out a long section on the draft paper.

Upset.

Why do you want to give away apples for a festival that is not Chinese or foreign?

I usually can't think of eating an apple for 800 years.

Even if it is sent out, does that Huang Hui think that Xia Liang will eat all her apples?

Even if she eats her apple, it doesn't mean anything. Could it be that Xia Liang...

Liu Xiaoman bit the flesh in his cheek.

... Kiss her?

Staring at the part that slipped out for a while, I didn't see anything messy, but all the kisses that Xia Liang pressed against the wall with his neck tied came out.

Anxiously drawing a few more lines, Liu Xiaoman buried the oblique lines and flipped another page of draft paper.

Chuxue has been going down from evening self-study to the first half of the night. When I opened my eyes the next morning, the ground was completely white.

Xia Liang came to the classroom and took out a can of fruit from the table.

Unlike the ones bought in supermarkets, there is no label, it is just a transparent glass bottle, and the bottle is full, which is very real.

He shook it in his hand, and looked at Liu Xiaoman who was memorizing the book.

"Did you give it to me?" He put the can between the two tables.

Liu Xiaoman didn't look up, just glanced at the can and bottle, and said "hmm".

Xia Liang didn't speak, the corners of his mouth curled up a little bit, and he continued to tilt his head to stare at his face.

It wasn't until the tips of his ears turned red and hot from the stares that Liu Xiaoman couldn't help but turned his head and quickly explained: "My grandfather poured it himself, and I cleaned the bottle. I'll make a bottle for you to taste."

Xia Liang still laughed, "Oh" and asked him again: "Why did you give me canned food? Don't everyone give apples?"

As he spoke, he picked up the can and looked again: "It's still a yellow peach."

"Aren't you short of apples?" Liu Xiaoman glanced at him and whispered, "And no one makes canned apples, it's so unpalatable."

Xia Liang didn't speak, stretched out his hand and flicked him on the face, and put his finger against Liu Xiaoman's face, telling him to look at the window.

Liu Xiaoman looked along and saw that at some point on the table outside the window, there was a round little snowman.

"Ah?" He was stunned for a moment, and leaned over in surprise.

The snowman is not big, only as long as a palm, and can be grasped with one hand. Two small balls are stacked together, without eyes or nose. smiley.

The fat belly is also empty, only a leaf is inserted obliquely on the right side about the waist, as if holding a small hand, staring at him through the glass.

The green leaves were picked from the evergreen trees in the flower bed downstairs.

Liu Xiaoman pushed the window open. The snowman was actually very simple to make, but he looked up and down several times, full of surprises.

"You pinched it?" He turned to look at Xia Liang.

Xia Liang had already leaned back on the chair back, leaving the space on the table in front of him for Liu Xiaoman to lie on his stomach and look at the snowman, and smiled, "Ah", this posture is so perfect, he can touch Liu Xiaoman's body with just a move of his knee. Legs: "Do you like it?"

Liu Xiaoman didn't speak, just smiled shyly with his lips pursed.

He looked at Xia Liang, then at the snowman, and then at Xia Liang, the corners of his mouth became more and more curved, and even his eyes curved up.

On the 28th, although there was only time for the party in the evening, and classes were still in place during the day, from the beginning of morning reading, the atmosphere of "don't have to go to class" began to float throughout the campus in all grades.

Liu Xiaoman's class has never been in the category of "normally attending class well", so their class is "don't need to sit well".

Li Meng and Wang Chao are terribly ghostly, each of them has a bag full of strange things in their schoolbags, and they are discovering treasures with Liu Xiaoman and Xia Liang all day long.

Li Meng: "Candles! Heart-shaped!"

Dynasty: "Light sticks, you can stick them in the snow."

Li Meng: "Banner! 'Han Xuebi, Yu Shou really likes you', how about it, isn't it exciting!"

Wang Chao: "Oh, and the bouquet. My sister was reluctant to throw it away when she got married, so I dug it out."

Liu Xiaoman was dazzled by seeing it, and even Yu was startled, he didn't expect them to get so many things.

"Where will this... be put?" He flipped through everything without knowing what to do.

"The playground," Li Meng said, "it happens to be opposite to the playground as soon as you come out of the auditorium. Don't be cowardly, we will arrange for you when the time comes, and you can just drag the little squad leader out."

"It's a bit exaggerated." Yu Shou smiled.

"Pretend, pretend again," Wang Chao pointed at him, and laughed beside him, "Hair is shiny, I have already memorized the words."

What he said was true, and several people laughed.

"Can it work?" Yu Shou scratched his hair again.

Xia Liang gave him a thumbs up: "Handsome."

"It's okay for them to praise you, but I dare not accept your praise." Yu Shou smiled and waved his hands.

"Hey? Damn? Why do you feel offended?" Li Meng and Wang Chao were about to beat him immediately, "What do you mean!"

After making a fuss, Li Meng looked at the flies rubbing their hands at 09:30 in the morning just now, and arched his eyebrows excitedly: "That's not all, we even hired a foreign aid for you, he can get you a secret weapon."

"Who is it?" Liu Xiaoman asked.

"Luo Hao." Xia Liang said.

Li Meng pointed at him: "As expected of you."

Xia Liang said "I knew it".

Seeing Luo Hao chatting with these two gods that day, he knew that this grandson would definitely come to join in the fun.

One day being under the control of the old pig, he also suffocated it.

"What secret weapon?" Yu Shou asked.

"You'll know when the time comes, promise to fuck it." Wang Chao said with a smile.

The secret brought by Luo Hao, a foreign aid, is really a "weapon".

After dinner in the evening, all the classes assembled into the auditorium, and he and Guo Wei brought a cardboard box each.

It looked quite heavy, and the few people were hugging and panting, all with wretched smiles of "I haven't done anything for a long time, so excited".

Liu Xiaoman was still guessing what it was, but Xia Liang had already let out a helpless "fuck".

"Do you still have it?" He sat on the stand in the middle of the runway, turning the mineral water in his hand.

"Must!" Fangzheng shook his hair violently, "I relied on it to catch up with my partner back then, but I didn't give it up to my dad during Chinese New Year, so I just waited for another day to have sex again."

"What?" Liu Xiaoman asked curiously.

Before Xia Liang could speak, Luo Hao had already put the cardboard box on the seat underneath, and patted it with a smile: "Big flowers!"