After sitting at the same table with the mean school

If there is any difference after confirming the relationship, there is actually no specific difference.I still go to and from school as usual, do the test papers as usual, and study in the dark as usual.

The life in the third year of high school is not particularly hard, because for these students with good foundation, the main task is to be familiar with the test papers and the most difficult questions. There are not many questions to do in a day, and the quality depends on the quality.Most of the time, the homework is finished during the evening self-study, and it is my own extra questions to practice when I go back.

Time flies, and a month hastily slipped away.

In a blink of an eye, Christmas is coming again.

The atmosphere on Christmas Day was not good and there was no snow.But because it was a festival, Wu Zhe always felt that he should do something.For example, a candlelight dinner or something, a little more romantic.

Although they are in their third year of high school, they should not only have cold questions, but also warm memories.

Coincidentally, Christmas Day is the Saturday after the weekly exam, and there is a mathematics self-enrollment class in the evening.Everyone in class was very restless, Xia Xingyao heard someone in front of him whispering to the people next to him: "Will you go to watch the fireworks by the river tonight?"

Xia Xingyao was very disdainful of the act of destroying the ecological environment such as setting off fireworks, but his finger was hooked: "Shall we go to watch the fireworks?"

He tilted his head and glanced at the person: "Class."

Wu Zhe was in a hurry: "I'll do it for you! It's harder than this."

"..."

Half an hour later, Xia Xingyao and Wu Zhe really slipped out of the school gate.Xia Xingyao, the freshman in high school, often does such things as escaping for evening self-study, and he is very proficient.

The fireworks show by the river didn't start until nine o'clock. The two of them walked along the embankment for a few minutes. Wu Zhe simply suggested, "Should we go to the playground? It must be lively today, and you can go skating... I heard that there will be a light show." .”

In view of the characteristics of Chinese people who are good at compromise, "everyone is here", anyway, they have slipped out of the school, so it's time to have a good time, so Xia Xingyao agreed to Wu Zhe's proposal.

The nearby playground they had been to before did not have a night show. To go to another playground with a night show a little farther away, they had to take the subway seven or eight stops.

The subway on Christmas night was a bit crowded, and at a glance, you could see several girls holding roses.

Wu Zhe leaned into Xia Xingyao's ear and said softly, "Brother Xingyao, shall I buy you a flower too?"

"What's the matter, today is not Father's Day."

Wu Zhe smiled: "Today is Valentine's Day."

Xia Xingyao couldn't take advantage of his mouth, and his ears turned red immediately after being teased. He gave Wu Zhe a blank look, and suddenly laughed after a while.

After arriving at the station, there was a little girl selling roses in a basket at the exit.

Wu Zhe knelt down next to the little girl and asked, "Are there any gardenias?"

The little girl stuffed him with a fiery red rose: "Brother, buy a rose,... there are no gardenias for sale now."

Wu Zhe took the roses in good faith, scanned the QR code to pay, and handed them to Xia Xingyao.He didn't speak, and of course Xia Xingyao didn't say anything. He pinched the flower stem and studied it for a while, then suddenly said, "Wu Zhe, this is the rose."

Wu Zhe patted him on the head, put one hand in his pocket, and slowly walked forward while holding his hand.

The playground was crowded with people, and it was very noisy.Because it is a night venue, although the lights are bright, only the shadows of entertainment facilities in the distance can be seen.In fact, Xia Xingyao didn't have anything he wanted to play. He walked around, took photos with several cute dolls, and played with his roses with his head down.

Wu Zhe then proposed to go on a roller coaster ride, but the roller coaster at night couldn't see anything, so it wasn't exciting anymore. Xia Xingyao frowned and rejected the proposal.

The ice rink was still more lively, so Wu Zhe took Xia Xingyao to the skating rink.

There are many children in the ice rink, and there are also many couples who come to play, screaming and laughing one after another.The bright headlights illuminated the ice. Xia Xingyao squatted down and touched the ice. Wu Zhe brought two pairs of skates.

Xia Xingyao learned short track speed skating for a while when he was a child, but he hasn't played for a long time, so he doesn't know if he has forgotten it.He sat next to him and changed his shoes, and asked casually, "Can Zhe God slip?"

Wu Zhe said: "The Chinese short track speed skating team." After a pause, "The audience."

"..." Xia Xingyao smiled, "I'll teach you. I will."

As soon as Wu Zhe heard it, he immediately began to talk sweetly: "Okay. Xia Xingyao, why do you know everything? I'm so lucky to have you."

Xia Xingyao stood up after putting on his shoes, and squinted at him under the lamp: "Just know."

Wu Zhe also stood up staggeringly, standing unsteadily, Xia Xingyao stretched out his hand, "Hold my hand." Wu Zhe immediately grabbed his palm, held it tightly, and hung his dog's hand pitifully. Looking at people with dog eyes, "Xia Xingyao, I can't stand still."

Xia Xingyao supported his arm: "Don't shake... what are you shaking, you take two steps." He pointed to the little boy who was skating fast not far away, "He can stand still at the age of six. What are you doing? ah."

Wu Zhe muttered, "I'm three years old this year." He broke away from Xia Xingyao's support, took two steps tremblingly, and immediately fell on Xia Xingyao, hugging him into his arms: "Xia Xingyao, support me."

Xia Xingyao pushed Wu Zhe vigorously, but he didn't push, and immediately knew in his heart that this person was just pretending.The ice was very slippery, so he stretched out one hand to wrap around Wu Che's waist, and slowly skating into the ice rink.

The two slid around for a while, held hands and slid around, ready to take a break, when suddenly a small shell galloped towards Xia Xingyao not far away.Xia Xingyao slid away in a hurry, but directly bumped into Wu Zhe behind him. Wu Zhe was knocked back a few meters, and fell back onto the ground in a terrible way.

Xia Xingyao also turned around twice by himself, and when he stopped, he turned to look at Wu Che's situation, his face turned pale with fright.He hurriedly slid over, only to see Wu Zhe with his head up, one hand covering the back of his head, his eyes closed tightly in pain.Xia Xingyao knelt on one knee, grabbed Wu Zhe's palm, and asked anxiously, "Wu Zhe, how did your fall go?"

Wu Zhe opened his eyes with difficulty: "It hurts."

"Did you fall on your head?" Xia Xingyao put his palms on the ground, anxious and afraid, but he didn't dare to reach out to touch Wu Zhe's head. He bit his lip and asked, "Can you get up? Let's go to the hospital..."

Wu Zhe took a deep breath and said in a hoarse voice, "Kiss me once, and I can get up."

Xia Xingyao: "..." He opened his eyes wide, "Did you fall or not?"

The area where they skated was at the edge of the ice rink. Since the overhead lights were on the other side, the lights in this area were a little dark and there were few people.Wu Zhe pressed his head, sat up slowly, and suddenly turned over and pressed Xia Xingyao who was next to him on the ice. With his palms under the back of his head, he leaned over and kissed him directly.

This is public.

Even though they had taken off Jing Zhong's school uniforms when they went out; even though the lights were dim and no one paid attention to this small corner, Xia Xingyao's heart still beat suddenly.

Wu Zhe was really too bold and reckless.

Xia Xingyao's ears were surrounded by the noisy sounds of people talking and laughing, and the sounds of children screaming and laughing. All of a sudden, he could only hear his own heart beating, and his ears were flooded like sea water, and the whole world became a faded movie. Fragments, can only feel the warm touch on the lips.

After kissing for too long, Xia Xingyao trembled a little, raised his hand to grab Wu Zhe's hair, closed his eyes, and exchanged another round of breaths with him.

In the distance, the fireworks by the river are exploding, and the fire trees and silver flowers are very brilliant.

After parting, Xia Xingyao sat up from the ice with his elbows propped up, lowered his head, blushed, and refused to speak.Wu Zhe quietly calmed down his breath, stood up with a kick, and stretched out his hand towards Xia Xingyao as if nothing had happened: "Xia Xingyao, it's cold, stand up."

Xia Xingyao raised his head and gave him a hard look.

Knowing the cold and still pressing me to kiss for so long?

He grabbed Wu Zhe's hand and stood up, rubbing his hot ears.When Wu Zhe slipped away guiltily, Xia Xingyao suddenly chased after him, and put his cold hand into the back of his neck to ice him.

Wu Zhe turned around and grabbed his wrist with his backhand, pulling him to skate another round on the ice.

He slid to the less crowded place just now, came over and quickly kissed his face, then slipped away.

Xia Xingyao didn't chase him, and watched him slide with his arms folded, his heart was so full.

After Christmas comes New Year's Day, and soon there will be final exams.

During the first few days of New Year's Day, the school's psychology department organized an activity called "Wish Wall" in order to relieve everyone's exam pressure.They placed a super-large whiteboard on the first floor of Mingde Building, on which various post-it notes can be pasted, and their wishes can be written on the post-it notes.If you are willing to write your class name or seat number, someone may really help you realize your wish.

For example, some girls will write "XX class XX, I want a cup of hot milk tea", and if they are seen by the same class or other classmates, they may really bring a cup of milk tea.

Before the evening self-study class, the girls in the class came to Xia Xingyao and said: "Mr. Xia, someone on the wish wall begs you to take her away!"

Xia Xingyao: "?"

The girl quickly said: "I replied for you, saying that you have left the single."

Xia Xingyao: "."

"Now the whole grade knows."

Xia Xingyao: "Huh?"

Mr. Xia's sluggish look made people feel funny, and the girl ran away with a smile.

Xia Xingyao hadn't seriously studied the colorful wall covered in pink and yellow post-it notes, so he deliberately walked the stairs in the middle of Mingde Building to the lobby on the first floor when he finished his evening self-study, and was going to see what everyone was very keen on recently. What the hell is on the wish wall.

He looked up and saw that most of the words read, "Bless me with XX points/XX name in the final exam", which is a very simple wish.

But there are also people who are playing with flowers, just like building a building on a forum.

The top line says,

"Bless Xia Xingyao and lead me away www wants to fall in love with Mr. Xia - a devout girlfriend fan of Mr. Xia"

The blue note below reads: "Mr. Xia is out of the order - a low-key career fan who knows the inside story"

Then there are many different handwritings,

"really?"

"impossible?"

"Grasshold is awesome"

"Xia's total score won't drop, will it?"

"Envy"

"I want, too"

Xia Xingyao pulled down the strap of his schoolbag, and tugged at Wu Zhe, who was still studying the wall of wishes with frowned eyebrows: "Don't look at it, it's not interesting."

Wu Zhe asked, "Xia Xingyao, do you have any post-it notes?"

"...Do you have a wish too?"

Xia Xingyao was very surprised. He rummaged through his schoolbag for a long time and found a post-it note. He tore off one and handed it to Wu Che: "What do you want to write?"

Wu Zhe took out a pen and wrote two words by himself, suddenly felt that it was not good-looking, so he handed the pen to Xia Xingyao.He pinched Boss Xia's sensitive back of the neck, and coaxed: "Xia Xingyao, write it yourself. The person who wrote Xia Xingyao's divorce is Wu Zhe."

Xia Xingyao: "..."