things you do not know

I don’t know if everyone thinks so, but I feel that time in high school passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it was time for the division of arts and sciences. I didn’t care about politics and geography, so I chose science without any hesitation, and my parents didn’t say anything. , anyway, it has long been acquiesced and does not need to be discussed at all.

The division of arts and sciences was quickly settled, and the division of classes began when New Year's Day approached.

When I got the result of class placement, I didn't feel any reluctance at all. Anyway, I'm a fickle person, aren't I?

In the first semester of the first year of high school, the vacation time added up was only ten days. I didn’t meet Ann during the vacation. Firstly, the time was really not right. What’s more, I didn’t know how to face her. , After all, I did something that hurt her like that.Coupled with the thinking in the first half of the year, it turns out that my feelings for Ann are no longer pure. I can be sure that I liked her at the beginning, but later, it turned into a perverted possessive desire.When I figured this out, I felt a lot more relaxed.I know that I feel guilty towards her, but I can also face up to my shortcomings and correct them.Perhaps this is the benefit of being calm.

I moved my pile of books and materials to the new classroom, and when I finally finished moving, I found that the owner of the place next to the wall was already sitting there.

She looked at my neatly placed test papers on the table and smiled and said to me: "It's so neat." The smile on her face didn't disappear after she said this, and she just looked at me like that.I don't know why, but I suddenly became nervous: "Huh? No, it's nothing." When I said this, I just felt the heat coming out of my body, and I thought my face must be very red.

Perhaps seeing my nervousness, she stopped looking at me and started tidying her desk.I just sat down to relieve my red cheeks.

"Ahem, have all the students finished moving?" the new head teacher said on the podium.

"It's packed." Everyone in the class replied in unison.

"Okay, clean it up quietly. Let me tell you about our arrangements for today. There will be nothing to do in the morning. I will go back to move the dormitory after cleaning up the classroom. In the afternoon, we will have grades and exercises. Now everyone think about us first." What is the slogan of the class, everyone has to write it, and it will be collected in 10 minutes." The young and handsome head teacher said the next thing in a leisurely manner.

God!Write slogans, don’t make it difficult for me, a Chinese scumbag, okay?I took a look: "Ten 66, I am sixteen, repeat, I am sixteen—Yang Jia."

I turned to look at her, lowered my voice and said, "Are you really going to hand it in??"

"Yeah." She had a mischievous smile on her face.

This is the second time I saw her smile, why do I always feel that she smiles so beautifully, like the sun in winter, dazzling and warm but not aggressive, I just feel very caring, as if my whole heart is warmed by her .

In the end, the note was handed in, but of course, it was not accepted.

In the afternoon, I went to the playground to practice running exercises. I just remember that the class teacher at the time said: "Why do you have to exercise with me? Do you know? Because when you sweat together, you can build the best relationship. When you start running later, take out Come to the best mental state, step on the steps, and shout the slogan, remember, we are in the same class!" The head teacher who beat the chicken blood seemed to beat the chickens to our group of children who just woke up Like blood, that passage made me feel refreshed, and I worked hard to practice and integrate, as if something changed during the exercise.

When I went back to the dormitory at night, I wondered whether I should go with that classmate Yang Jia, but seeing that she didn't intend to leave when the bell rang, I couldn't help but feel that I was not normal. people are so interested.

The next day caught me off guard.Returning to the classroom after dinner and preparing for evening self-study, I saw the person with the warm smile yesterday actually crying.What's wrong with her?I don't know, I was fine before I went to eat, why are you crying now?What happened?I stood on my seat and didn't know what to say. I wanted to comfort her but I didn't know what to say. I didn't even know why she was crying. How could I coax her.

Just when I was thinking about this, she had gradually stopped crying, and when I saw her mood slow down, I said, "Well, you, are you okay. What's wrong with you?"

She looked at me, still sobbing from time to time, but replied in a cold tone: "It's okay."

I didn't know what to do, so I just ignored her, since I didn't know her very well anyway.But the way she cried that day was unconsciously remembered in my heart.

Later, I would see her crying from time to time for a few days, and I was still complaining at the time: "Why is this person so fragile? Isn't he just divided into shifts? It's not like I'll never see her again. Why did she cry for so many days?" There was a burst of distress, and I really didn't know what was wrong with me.

Until that day, I didn't know where I made a mistake. I actually refused the invitation of my dormitory classmate after class in the evening self-study, and sat in the seat waiting for her.

She didn't know that I was waiting for her, I spread the book and pretended to be in a daze until she said to me: "I'm going back, how about you?"

I hurriedly stood up: "Oh, I'm going back too." But I didn't realize that there were only two of us in the classroom at that time.

"Okay, let's go together." She seemed very happy.

When she left the classroom, she led her to run.

"Why are you running so fast?" I asked her out of breath.

"It's almost time, don't be late." She answered me with only a slight breathing sound