she has two faces

When Xu Deng got up the next day, he found that Xu Shu was also up.

When she finished packing and was about to leave with her schoolbag, Xu Shu, whose hair was tied up in half, ran to Xu Deng while Ye Xia was still in the kitchen and asked, "Are Mom and Dad reconciled?"

Relationships come from the beginning to ask questions face to face.

Xu Deng: "I don't know."

Seeing that Xu Deng was in a hurry to leave, Xu Shu hurriedly held her back, "Did the mother tell you that she was going to get a divorce?"

"Ask her yourself," Xu Deng slapped Xu Shu's hand away, "Anyway, she's your mother after a divorce."

This sentence was like a firecracker in Xu Shu's ears, almost burning her hair, she shook her hand angrily, and said angrily, "I'll see who you're with for a divorce!"

Xu Deng didn't bother to talk to her, opened the door and left.

Xu Shu still wanted to catch up and ask, but the door slammed shut, almost knocking her nose flat.

Ye Xia in the kitchen heard the movement, stepped out and asked, "What's wrong? Your sister is gone?"

"Hurry up, let her go!"

Xu Shu snorted, turned around and looked at her watch, and found that it was still early, so she could only say to her mother, "Mom, can we go out for breakfast?"

Ye Xia's face was still a bit haggard. Yesterday after Xu Deng made the phone call, she went back to the room and chatted with her husband again. After the self-hysteria ended, those weak emotions faded away and turned into an assessment of the status quo. Just retreat.

She looked at her little daughter's face, her heart was extremely soft, and she nodded, "Then let's go."

Xu Deng, who took the first step, didn't know what the elders in the family were thinking. In her opinion, these family problems had nothing to do with her. She had been out of it for so many years, and she hadn't integrated into it when she returned suddenly. The family that had been happy for many years was the first to crack A crack, as if she wasn't born to deserve these.

Fortunately, it didn't fit in.

With that in mind, she stepped on the bell and entered the classroom as usual.

The final exam will be next week, and the atmosphere of the whole class seems to be the same. For Xu Deng, what is a little different is that she suddenly jumped to the seat in front of her. go.

Jiang Di was already sitting there reading a book, surrounded by many people who were working hard, and some who were not, but everyone's concentration was too different, their demeanor, movements, and even breathing were also different.Sometimes she can't figure it out, Jiang Di is already so good, her family is good, she is good-looking, her grades are also among the best, and she also knows all kinds of skills. When others are scratching their heads and worrying about their grades, she has become a The "winner in life" in the eyes of others, other people's praise and envy are always shown in front of her, but she is not complacent at all. Mention, it seems true again.

She herself doesn't seem to appreciate these advantages at all.

Just like now, when self-studying early, some people are eating breakfast now, some are talking loudly while reading, and some are really endorsing the book, Jiang Di just flips through the book.

Compared with Xu Deng's new textbook with few notes, Jiang Di's is old and a bit miserable.

I don't know how free she is, a book can be read to that extent.

Xu Deng walked over quickly, Jiang Di pulled the stool and smiled at her: "Here we come."

Xu Deng: "If it is later, I will be remembered again."

She stuffed her schoolbag into the desk, found Chinese books from the pile of books, and heard Jiang Di say, "Can you go earlier next time?"

Xu Deng: "I don't look like you have someone to pick you up every day. It takes a long time to ride a bike."

She and Jiang Di's home are a little way to school. Xu Deng doesn't like to take the bus or the subway. She refuses these tools that are progressing too fast for the countryside. Maybe it's because she hates crowds, and The stale air in the cabin.

"I'm suffering too," Jiang Di sighed, and glanced at the necessary classical Chinese, "If it's possible, then I still want to come to school with you, it's fun, and have breakfast at a roadside stall. "

Xu Deng: "What happened to the breakfast at the roadside stall?"

Jiang Di blinked, "You have focused on the wrong thing, it should be 'I want to be with you'."

Jiang Di's frankness in front of Xu Deng has always been a bit sharp, and Xu Deng was caught off guard by a sweet weapon and turned his face away unnaturally, "Who wants to come to school with you."

Jiang Di: "Me."

Xu Deng: "..."

"Who do you want to be with besides me?"

"Chen Xintang? Don't think about it, he doesn't have this ambition."

Jiang Di has still been brooding over Xu Deng's vague affection for Chen Xintang, and often has to take it out for a while if he has nothing to do.

"It's not you anyway."

Xu Deng argued hard, not wanting to be at a disadvantage.

"Then I'm not me, it's 'not you'."

Jiang Di refused to let go, Xu Deng took a deep breath, "Enough is enough, you!"

"Okay, okay," Jiang Di glanced at the teacher who was patrolling outside the window, "When will you hug me, I'll wait after I answer the phone."

Xu Deng: "..."

She forgot.

"You won't forget, will you?!"

Jiang Di immediately raised her voice, but fortunately, she was relatively restrained and did not attract the attention of others.

She wiped her eyes hypocritically, but unfortunately she didn't wipe away a few tears.

Xu Deng surrendered.

"Let's go after class!"

Jiang Di: "get out of class? What class? Early self-study or morning get out of class, afternoon get out of class and evening self-study?"

She is unrelenting.

Xu Deng: "Wait a minute! Toilet! The second room! Come on!"

Jiang Di's thick skin would not be pierced by Xu Deng's perfunctory attitude at all, but he nodded happily, "Okay, can you take off your clothes and hug me?"

Xu Deng looked at her in shock, "Are you sick?"

Jiang Di: "Thank you for the jacket."

Xu Deng: "Don't even think about it!"

When the two of them went to the bathroom together after class, they found that the second room was already occupied. Jiang Di ignored the surprised eyes of others, and dragged Xu Deng into the room casually.

"They must think I'm crazy."

Xu Deng said unhappily.

"Then so am I."

Jiang Di smiled, "Fortunately, our school has good toilet facilities, otherwise I would definitely faint."

Xu Deng: "..."

Before she could finish expressing her speechlessness, Jiang Di hugged her, "It's so satisfying."

Xu Deng: "I haven't taken it off yet."

Jiang Di choked for a moment, looked at Xu Deng's serious face, and couldn't help laughing, "You're so cute!"

"I'm just kidding."

Xu Deng ignored her words, pushed Jiang Di away and took off her coat. Underneath she was wearing the same summer school uniform as Jiang Di, but the skin on her arms was a bit shocking, with long and short scars. It looks the weakest, and it doesn't look much better. The latest one was accompanied by Jiang Di to the hospital for stitches. She could feel Xu Deng's rejection that day, so she didn't look at it, just glanced at it. That's all.

Today, the other party showed her these scars frankly, and Jiang Di suddenly didn't know how to deal with it.

Xu Deng had nothing to be ashamed of, she looked at her own ugly scars, and she didn't feel much after seeing them too much.

It's just that even these physical wounds heal and leave ugly scars, let alone being stabbed and ignored by words.

"Xu Deng."

"what."

Xu Deng also touched her stitched incision. The effect of beauty needles is good, but it can't be compared with unbroken skin.

Jiang Di grabbed her and suddenly asked, "It's the same on you? Who hit you?"

At the beginning, she instinctively contacted Xu Deng, but it was only from a keen spying on the character of the people around her, and she was curious about Xu Deng's secretive things.

But this kind of cover-up is really just a cover-up of physical scars, followed by shock, anger and distress.

Xu Deng was very calm, "Yes, I don't want to take this off."

Her calmness is a bit frightening. Ordinary people may talk eloquently, but when it comes to Xu Deng, she doesn't want to talk too much and "you are really annoying".

Why don't you want to talk more?

Jiang Di suddenly hugged Xu Deng, and slipped his hand through the hem of Xu Deng's clothes, pressing his warm palm on Xu Deng's back, Xu Deng almost jumped up.

But she didn't jump up, Jiang Di let go.

"You don't need to take it off, I'll know it by touching it."

Jiang Di also grabbed Xu Deng's chin, "I'll show you off if I have a chance in the future, but I'm afraid you're going to do something to me."

Xu Deng: "..."

She kicked Jiang Di, and Jiang Di stepped back, almost stepping into the pit.

When the two of them opened the door, a girl came over and looked strangely at Xu Deng who was pulling his clothes.

Xu Deng was embarrassed and lowered his head.

Jiang Di took Xu Deng's arm, and said affectionately, "Oh, it didn't get on your pants, you think too much."

Xu Deng: "..."

thank you.

When she returned to her position, Xu Deng felt that the parts of her body touched by Jiang Di's hands were burning hot, and while secretly scolding Jiang Di, a female hooligan, at the same time, because of the other party's overly serious sentence "Who hit you?" "And distracted.

Jiang Di was in the wonderful mood of "I am frank with Xu Deng" all day long, and did not ask too much questions about Xu Deng's unanswered questions. She felt that she would know one day.

Her confusion about the future late last night was temporarily put aside at this moment, thinking about how to have a further communication with Xu Deng.

Talk to each other.

Trying to create a relationship where only you and I can each share everything about the other.

She feels that there is still a lot of time, so she can take her time.

But this can be pressed on her slowly, but it can't be pressed on Xu Deng now.

The night before the final exam, there was no need for late self-study, Xu Deng stared at the knowledge points that made her dizzy in the room, and two adults were talking outside the room.

Her father still went home after the divorce crisis that day, but the family sitting and eating together obviously lost the initial warmth, and it all turned into a stiff warmth, and the singing was even better than this one.

Xu Shu looked around at the dinner table, looking at her mother for a while, and her father for a while, trying to find out a little bit of tension in this stiff atmosphere, but it didn't.

The conversation between the parents sounds very normal, how is the company, the progress of the project, the property fee has not been paid, and the child is studying...

Conversation in person, but no eye contact.

Xu Deng has always had a boring meal in this kind of atmosphere. Today, it was nothing more than a boring time for everyone to eat together. When returning to the house, Xu Shu followed in, trying to get Xu Deng to give some advice on the marital status of his parents. In the end, Xu Deng said, "You I haven't finished the exam yet." This very serious reason refused.

Until now, in the dead of night, she finished silently writing high-frequency ancient poems, and planned to open the door to wash her face. The door opened a crack, and the voices of the couple talking outside came in.

□□Quiet, so I can hear very clearly.

"The little one will definitely follow me."

It was Ye Xia's voice.

"With me, the one you brought up, she will kiss you a little bit."

"No."

……

Xu Deng's hand holding the doorknob was tight, her palms seemed to be sweating a little, and the doorknob was a little slippery.

She silently listened to a conversation where the husband and wife agreed to divorce, and listened to them calmly discussing property division and custody in the middle of the night, and everything was in order.

Except how to place her.

a little cold.

Xu Deng subconsciously looked up at the air conditioner.

27 ° C.

I never felt cold before.

This feeling is quite familiar, but the cooling of the machine is different from the cold wind in the middle of winter in my hometown.

Although that kind of wind is cold, at least it is free, and there is a place to go.

The cooling wind of the machine is different.

Trapped within a predetermined range, controlled by the remote control, turning on and off is all a matter of someone clicking.

So does she.

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