Bai Yueguang he bent suddenly

The road was slippery during the rainstorm, and the risk factor of riding a bicycle was too high, and it was too late to wait for the bus time, so the two finally took a taxi to the school.

This was the first rainstorm after autumn, and it fell heartily, so before the first class in the afternoon, most of the students in the class were still in a drowsy state.

This state lasted until I saw Shaou and Lu Weiming walking into the classroom.

Sitting on the seat, Du Dongming immediately turned around uncontrollably, and blurted out to Lu Weiming, "I'll go, Brother Lu, why are you wearing Pinru's clothes?"

Lu Weiming: "..."

Sandgull: "..."

Wen Shichao also turned around silently, and before class, he couldn't wait to break the news at noon: "Clothes are nothing to worry about, but you two are on the headlines of the school forum together, you know?"

Sha Ou frowned slightly, but Lu Weiming suddenly became interested: "What headlines? Does your school still have such an ancient system as a forum?"

"Hey, brother Lu's words are wrong, what is 'your' school, is it our school? "Wen Shichao took out his mobile phone, glanced at the door of the classroom vigilantly, and after confirming that no teacher had reached the battlefield, he directly logged on to the school intranet, turned his mobile phone carelessly, and showed the page of the No. [-] Middle School forum to the two people behind him. .

The school's forum, Shaou, knows about it. It is said that it was founded by a few seniors who graduated more than ten years ago, so it has a long history and a long history.

The student forums of No. [-] Middle School have always been the front battlefield for students to gossip and complain about the school and teachers, and they post anonymously with random nicknames, which greatly reduces the number of students who express their "true feelings" on the Internet and become "closed doors" by the teacher's office. Disciple" risk.

Not only that, but the teachers occasionally dive in the forums to see how these teenage boys are arbitrarily spamming on the Internet, which day has too much homework, which subject's teacher is too aggressive, which cafeteria aunt is cooking Most of the posts are hot topics. In addition, there are endless posts about future ideals, low moods, and even anonymous confessions. I read a lot, and even some teachers directly post anonymously, complaining about the grade director. Or directly blindly spy on the principal.

There is a saying that "the network is connected by a thread, cherish this relationship", through the network cable, no matter the teacher or student is skilled and bold, there is nothing to be afraid of.

It was the first time for Lu Weiming to know the existence of this student forum, and he immediately expressed strong interest. He glanced at the mobile phone screen on the table, and before he had time to click on the "headline" that Wen Shichao mentioned, his eyes were caught by a The top post attracts——

"Like a flying bird, but I can't touch the sky."

"Damn..." Lu Weiming unconsciously opened the post with his finger, "This topic full of youthful pain seems to have a lot of content!"

However, the moment he clicked on the post, his eyes were locked and he couldn't move away.

The first floor is a photo.

Solo photo of Sand Gull.

The background of the photo is the auditorium of No. [-] Middle School, and a red banner with the words "welcome new students" is hung above the curtain of the auditorium.There was plenty of sunlight in the afternoon, and there were fine dust floating in the light refracted through the glass windows. Standing in front of the speech booth, Shaou should be speaking as a freshman representative.

In such a half-bright light, the glazed light from the ceiling shone down, illuminating his profile very clearly.

With slightly drooping eyelashes, a high nose bridge, and a clearly tightened jawline, the teenager in the photo has a detached expression, but is as clean and beautiful as a person in a painting.

Although it seems inappropriate to describe a boy like this, but at this moment, what Lu Weiming suddenly realized in his mind, besides "elegant and handsome", there is actually something else--fuck, he is so beautiful... pleasing to the eye ?

Looking at the posting date of this post, it was indeed September last year, the beginning of the first year of high school.

In just one year, this post has already been topped thousands of floors high.

Lu Weiming looked down, and briefly and quickly glanced at the dozens of posts on the first page.

Floor 1: The target person, a freshman in Grade 5 ([-]), Sha Ou, graduated from the affiliated middle school, and ranked first in the city in the high school entrance examination!But this is not important, the important thing is that I suddenly have a puppy love idea and want to talk to him.

2nd Floor: Newsletter, this is my junior high school alumnus, attached to the high school school grass, the girls who miss him together can form a strengthened group, the sisters on the first floor give up, the goal is too good, the rival is too cruel.

Floor 3: Can't give up, sisters, anyone who has a dream is amazing!

4th Floor: On the top floor, dreams must be there, what if the hell happens...

..........................

Lu Weiming: "..." So popular?He debuted in the C position on the first day of entering school properly. He swipe the screen with his fingertips and saw the army of posting posts rising from the ground, feeling a little indescribable in his heart. He turned his attention to the photos on the first floor in an instant.

"Hey! Brother Lu, why are you staring at Sha Ou's photo? The real body is right next to you, isn't it prettier than the photo? Can you use the limited time to grasp the key points! The second hot post on the homepage, freshly released, you Let's take a photo together!"

Lu Weiming suddenly came back to his senses under Wen Shichao's urgent urging. As soon as he looked up, he saw Sha Ou squinting at the corner of his eyes, and his gaze fell gently on the mobile phone screen in front of him that seemed to be frozen. Then he raised his eyelids and looked slowly. Move slowly to his face.

Sha Ou: "Does it look good?"

Lu Weiming: "..." Really, it's very pretty.

But this is a disguised proposition, whether to answer or not, to tell the truth, it is estimated that the end will be death.

He stopped, however, in the few seconds when he met the clear eyes of the sand gull, the secret but indescribable, anxious but unable to find the outlet emotion in his heart flowed again, like a solid and boundless thousand miles Under the freezing conditions, a cluster of fire was suddenly ignited, and all the wind and snow in the north were suddenly blown away. In the white world, there were only those cold eyes that were far away in the sky but close at hand. eye.

Lu Weiming turned his head, closed the post stiffly and mechanically, and then saw the "same frame post" that was currently ranked second most popular on the homepage.

Unable to say why, Lu Weiming hesitated for a moment, retracted his finger, and silently wrote down the URL of the forum's intranet, but returned the phone to Wen Shichao in the front row.

"Huh? Don't look at it?" Wen Shichao looked disappointed after taking back his phone, "The post of the two of you, after Sha Ou's single honorable post, is the most promising reserve force to win the hot posts on the forum this semester, as one of the protagonists But it's so cold, it's not like your style Brother Lu, what's the matter, after wearing the clothes of your tablemate once, has your style been assimilated?"

Lu Weiming put away his secret and careful thoughts, and smiled shortly: "Yeah, I study at the same table as Xueba, concentrate on preparing for the exam, and have nothing else to do."

Wen Shichao gave him a thumbs up and gave him a thumbs up with admiration.

The autumn rain lasted endlessly, and due to the dual factors of the weather and tomorrow's exam, the afternoon training was temporarily canceled. This was the first full half-day class that Lu Weiming had attended since he transferred to another school.

The last session of English self-study in the afternoon ended, and the torrential rain that had raged for half a day finally showed some sympathy for these hungry students. Before the bell rang, it turned into moderate rain. Holding an umbrella, they marched towards the cafeteria one after another.

Sand Ou looked out from the window on the second floor, only to see the gurgling rain at dusk, the sky and the earth were dark, and everything he could see was dim.

"In this weather, you still have to go at night...do you still go to work?"

"Well, let's go after one more self-study period." Sha Ou turned around and looked at the people next to him, "Aren't you going to the cafeteria?"

Holding a gel pen in his hand, Lu Weiming tapped on the cover of the English exercise book he made in the last class: "What about you, are you going?"

"No, I don't want to eat."

The crisp sound of knocking stopped suddenly. Hearing this, Lu Weiming unconsciously made a crease between his brows. He looked around at a few classmates who also didn't go to the cafeteria, and controlled the sound so that only two people could hear it. Nei: "You can't do this. You work so late every day, drink alcohol every night, and have a high-intensity class during the day. If things go on like this, do you want to experience the refreshing feeling of dying young? Besides, you Do you know that you are not yet an adult? You are not afraid to drink like this every day..."

"Wait a minute—" Sha Ou interrupted him with a half-smile, and said softly, "You think too much, don't you? Although the part-time job is a bit late, I admit it, but—" He moved closer, There was a bit of uncommon teasing in his tone, "Drinking wine is an exaggeration. A four-figure bottle of wine, under normal circumstances, I drink two small glasses a night, which is enough to help me sleep late at night. Besides, you Do you really think that other guests are like you, who come as fast as they can with money, and invite the bartender to drink at their own expense? Do you want to meet your father after drinking?"

Lu Weiming: "..."

It stands to reason that this kind of thing that is more embarrassing than the toy knife incident was brought up by the other party again and again. Under normal logic, he should be furious, and then let the other party feel the sinister society with the speed of a special student. But what surprised him was that, in this situation, facing Sha Ou's eyes with sporadic smiles, he couldn't bring up his temper at all. .

"wait for me."

After saying a word, Lu Weiming grabbed the umbrella that Shaou brought from home at noon beside the table leg, got up and rushed out of the classroom.

Sha Ou was startled, turned his head to look out of the window, and without a moment's notice, he saw Lu Weiming running out of the teaching building with the black umbrella and heading straight for the school gate.

In this weather and time, there were not many students leaving the school. Lu Weiming registered at the window of the guard room, and then showed the exit certificate to the guard security, and then disappeared into the continuous rain.

It wasn't until the figure under the black umbrella was no longer visible that Shaou slowly looked away. After sitting quietly for a few seconds, he took out an exercise book on the desktop and opened a page at random.

Time seems to have passed for a long time, Lu Weiming came back with a hazy and damp body, Sha Ou subconsciously glanced at the progress of the problem, only to realize that this "long time" is just an illusion, in fact, he went back and forth Back, only six or seven minutes before and after.

Lu Weiming folded the umbrella, put it back to its original position, took out two packing boxes from his arms, put one on his desk, and placed the other directly in front of Shaou.

Lu Weiming's body was covered with the damp and cold air of the rainy day. Shaou looked away from his hand with the rain on it, and saw a box of fruit on the table.

"Eat something even if you are not hungry. If you don't take up space, you can protect the gastric mucosa."

Seagull was stunned.

The sound of rain outside the window is still there, the whole city is shrouded in hazy autumn rain, and the last sliver of summer heat has been washed away, the sound of rain washing against the glass can be heard next to your ears, and there is a piece of milky fruit in front of you, standing beside you, He is an impulsive and hot-blooded sand sculpture who has not been in shape all day long, but sits on the back seat of the bicycle in the cold wind and drizzle and carefully pulls his clothes to shield him from the wind.

Sha Ou breathed out slowly, picked up the transparent plastic spoon, and said hoarsely: "Thank you."

Lu Weiming sat down, and the two of them quietly ate the fruits in their hands with the constant sound of rain outside the window. The lights in the classroom were turned on, and the incandescent light shone on the two teenagers sitting side by side, outlining the silhouette , engraved on the memory book of the youth campus, every stroke is a sour and sweet fresh fruit flavor.

Wrapped in yogurt, the sweetness in the mouth becomes soft and long.