Do not provoke

Early the next morning, Tang Xingbei was woken up by the alarm clock as usual.

He frowned in a daze and closed it. Just as he was about to get up, he heard the sound of the door opening from the iron fence outside the balcony.

He woke up instantly, quickly jumped out of bed, and stepped to the curtain in front of the balcony in two steps.

The blue and white figure has already left the door, submerged in the green shade of the midsummer morning.

The floor was a bit cold after being blown by the air conditioner all night, Tang Xingbei stood by the window in silence for a while barefoot, and then lay back on the bed.

Until the morning bell rang, the seat next to him was still empty.

The sound of reading in the class was buzzing, and Lao Zhang walked up and down the corridor with his hands behind his back, ignoring the empty seat beside him.

Fang Lin wanted to stop him many times to ask why Tang Xingbei didn't come, but held back with lowered eyes.

Fortunately, the second idiot in the front row asked for him.

Lao Zhang said loudly: "He called me in the morning and said he had a fever and asked for a leave!"

He Miao was taken aback: "Fever?! He was obviously fine yesterday! Then what about today's final exam!"

"He said he would come to the exam later!" Lao Zhang slapped him on the head and stared, "Why do you care about other people's work! Are you ready to review yourself!"

He Miao scratched her head, retreated and continued to recite her English.

The words in front of him seemed to be curled up into gibberish characters, and he couldn't understand it no matter how he looked at it. Fang Lin stared at it for a while, then stretched out his hand and closed the book.

Half an hour before the self-study get out of class ends, the people in the class start to pack up their things and move books to the exam room, in a mess.

Fang Lin heard He Miao sneaking under the table to answer the phone: "Are you okay... oh oh, don't worry, I promise to take care of it for you!... Goodbye Brother Bei!"

When the person straightened up, he quickly retracted his gaze.

He Miao put the phone away, turned around, hummed a song and was about to collect the things on Tang Xingbei's desk, when she suddenly raised her head as if aware of it.

He stretched out his arm to get the English book and shook his hand cautiously: "...What's the matter, Brother Lin?"

Fang Lin withdrew his gaze and lowered his eyes: "It's okay."

"Oh good."

He Miao didn't dare to ask any more questions. Just as she was about to continue tidying up, she suddenly heard him say, "Put it down, I'll pack it up for him."

Tang Xingbei was stuck in the exam room 10 minutes before the start of the exam, under the silent gaze of a roomful of people.

Fang Lin was sitting in the first row by the door. Feeling the momentary silence in the examination room, he didn't look up, and only saw the figure coming in from the corner of his eye.

No stop.

No. [-] Exam Room No. [-].

Seeing the seat number pasted on the upper right corner of the table, Tang Xingbei looked up expressionlessly and stared at the back of the person in front of him.

The shoulders are straight and the waist is narrow, clean and sharp.

but.

Fuck good friend, this is obviously a deadly enemy!

The more Tang Xingbei thought about it, the angrier he became, and the mentality he had managed to adjust while lying under the quilt in the morning exploded again.

"...Tang Xingbei."

Someone behind him called him.

Tang Xingbei frowned and turned around: "?"

Facing his clear and indifferent eyes, Liu Zhijin quickly lowered his eyes, clenched the pen holder tightly, and said in a low voice: "The table on the second...is a little shaken, please be careful when you write."

"Oh good." Tang Xingbei thought for a while, then added, "Thank you."

"...You're welcome." Liu Zhijin lowered his head.

Tang Xingbei turned around without realizing it, but saw Fang Lin's sideways face somewhat inconspicuously.

He was stunned.

"Dinglingling—" the preparatory bell rang.

The invigilator looked at his watch: "The exam has officially started, and students who fail to enter the exam room will be disqualified from the exam."

The first test is Chinese.

Tang Xingbei calmed down, took the test paper from Fang Lin, glanced at his long straight fingers, then looked away, passed the test paper back, and started to read the questions.

The course schedule of the attached middle school is intensive and tight. They have already completed all the high school courses in the second semester of high school, and have already started the first round of general review.

Tang Xingbei regained his composure, pushed off the cap of his pen, and began to write poems silently.

The final exam is divided into two days. After finishing the Chinese and mathematics exams in the morning and afternoon, the evening self-study is still the time for self-study.

The attached middle school is an old campus, the school is not big, and the examination room is also vacated by the desks of each classroom.

The piles of books that were originally on the table were carried to the long row of desks in the back row, and at a glance, only the black and noisy heads of the whole class remained.

The next day I had to take English and comprehensive science exams. Although there was no teacher watching the group, I didn't dare to make too much noise. After playing happily for a while, I started to review.

Tang Xingbei has always adhered to the principle of not reviewing before the exam, but he won't let the game disturb his thoughts halfway through the exam, so he randomly pulled out an English novel and read it.

The two tables that were originally side by side were pulled apart, with a distance of half a meter.

Fang Lin looked down at the competition questions in front of him, and slowly exhaled.

"Brother Bei!" He Miao turned around and shook the table.

Tang Xingbei didn't bother to raise his head: "What are you doing?"

"Zhou Nuan asked me to go hiking on vacation!" He Miao whispered while restraining her excitement.

"Just the two of you?"

"No! And Yu Zhao, Liu Zhijin, Hongyang, Li Jing..."

Tang Xingbei clicked his tongue and raised his eyes to interrupt him: "Then you are so excited, the whole class is fucking gone."

"She asked me to ask if you and Brother Lin are coming," He Miao said nonchalantly, "Let's go together!"

Strange to say, this is the first time Tang Xingbei has received an invitation from a classmate since he grew up.

He was a little amused, closed the book, squinted his eyes: "Ask who?"

"You and Fang Lin!" He Miao didn't notice him, "You didn't come to the [-]th holiday dinner after the classes were divided last semester. You should have time this time, right?"

Tang Xingbei cast a casual glance to the side, lazily: "I don't want to go."

"Don't!" He Miao was a little anxious, "It's so fun to be together! You can still live in a tent at night!"

Tang Xingbei casually said: "Let's talk."

Seeing that He Miao wanted to say something more, he pressed his head and turned the person forward: "Shut up and learn from you."

Before the evening self-study and school, Yu Zhaoruo came over and asked him if he wanted to go mountain climbing together during the summer vacation.

Tang Xingbei's sense of the squad leader was not bad, he was enthusiastic, cheerful and responsible, but he still refused indifferently under the eyes of a group of people, "I won't go."

Yu Zhao was taken aback: "Why? Is there any inconvenience for you?"

Tang Xingbei propped his chin with one hand, looked around the class loosely, squinted: "Yes."

As soon as he heard this, he knew it was perfunctory. Yu Zhao opened his mouth, but he had no choice but to turn around and look at Fang Lin: "You..."

"No." Fang Lin interrupted him without raising his head.

Yu Zhao: "..."

hum.

Facing the expectant eyes of a group of girls in the front row, he shook his head helplessly.

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo yeah, sweet dream!"

"My old lady was crying bitterly."

"The excitement has dropped by ten percent..."

Tang Xingbei was a little distracted, and didn't realize until He Miao called him twice: "What?"

He Miao got stuck and had to repeat: "Liu Zhijin asked me to convey that there is something for you at the door after school."

Tang Xingbei frowned: "Can't you give it directly now? Why do you have to go to the school gate?"

"I don't know either." He Miao shrugged.

Tang Xingbei didn't bother to think about it, and immediately put this matter behind him.

When the bell rang after school for evening self-study, most of the people in the class continued to study their own exercises without raising their heads.

Tang Xingbei glanced to the right, Fang Lin was packing his schoolbag.

Probably aware of his gaze, he paused with his fingertips, as if he was going to look this way.

Out of nowhere, Tang Xingbei immediately looked away guiltily.