Cinderella's Gypsophila

Small balloons, small candles.

Cheng Cheng couldn't eat cream cake, but Qi Yan asked him to "take a bite", he still leaned over to lick the taste.

So sweet, really sweet.

Everything is wonderful.

The rabbit's hydrogen balloon jumped all over the room, and was hugged and pressed tightly in Cheng Cheng's arms.He was afraid that if he didn't hold it, he couldn't help but hug something.

The boy next to him was smiling, his eyes were dark and bright, and his skin looked soft and wanted to be pinched.

He had been ill for too long before, and his mother didn't have the mind and energy to help him celebrate his birthday, he understood.

But it was the first time in his life that someone celebrated his birthday, and he was very happy.

For the first time, Cheng Cheng knew that Qi Yan's singing was quite nice.

Zhuo Ziwei also sang well, a birthday song was sung like a live concert.

After singing, Qi Yan: "Xiao Sheng, make a wish! Make a wish!"

Cheng Cheng's face was slightly hot again.

If Zhuo Ziwei wasn't there, he really wanted to take Qi Yan to a place where no one was around and ask him seriously - I'm two years older than you, so it's fine if I don't call you brother, what does Xiao Sheng mean?

The candle flame danced, Cheng Cheng closed his eyes.

During the Chinese New Year in the temple, he gave Xiao Yan all his two wishes, because at that time he had nothing else to ask for.

But now, I have something I want again.

Heart pounding.

Cheng Cheng's wish was extremely tangled, because he didn't even believe that his wish could come true——

He told the gods, please give him the little angel.But he won't be angry if he doesn't give it to him, because he also knows how unrealistic this wish is.

The little angel is so good, why should he have the little angel.

Zhuo Ziwei gave Cheng Cheng a gift even though he didn't know him well, it was a bookstore gift card.

Qi Yan's gift was obviously carefully selected.

It's light and the packaging is upscale.

Cheng Cheng's face turned redder, his eyes drooped, and he spoke incoherently: "What is it? Is it expensive, Xiao Yan, don't spend money carelessly. Do you still have money? If not enough..."

"Brother!" Zhuo Ziwei interrupted him, pointing at the small lanterns and cakes, "For such a romantic occasion, don't pay too much attention to practical issues, okay, spoil the atmosphere?"

Cheng Sheng: "Oh."

On the way home, the moonlight is so beautiful that people sink.

On the way back to the station, Cheng Cheng listened to Qi Yan gossip about the nearest school gossip.He was hard of hearing, but he listened very carefully to every word.

They don't have many chances to meet each other now, so every time they spend a short time together, he wants to use all of them to feel seriously.

After leaving the school gate, there is a section of the road that is particularly dark.

Walking side by side, the backs of their hands inadvertently hit each other.

Cheng Cheng wanted to grab him at that moment and said, Xiao Yan, I can't see the way, can you lead me along.

He thought, as long as he said it, he would definitely hold him tightly.In the past, when they slipped out at night, Qi Yan would lead him in the dark alley.

But, no.

Some impulsiveness, the more eager to break through the ground, the more restrained it is.

Farewell at the station.

Cheng Cheng looked at the young man's still thin clothes: "Xiao Yan, you should wear more. It's cold now, be careful of catching a cold."

Qi Yan smiled: "I'm not cold, you see."

Suddenly his fingers stretched out.

The temperature of the skin is very high.Burning on Cheng Cheng's cheek, he wanted to hug him at that moment.

Qi Yan: "Look, I'm not cold, you are the one who needs to wear more. And wear a scarf obediently every day."

He smiled slyly, Cheng Cheng didn't know what he meant at that time.

Until I got home and opened the gift box.

Inside is a scarf.

Gray, very soft, very warm.

Cheng Sheng felt like he had found a treasure.

There was a small full-length mirror in the wardrobe in the room, and he put it on and looked at it for a long time.I don't want to take it off at all, I want to wear it for the rest of my life.

……

The next day, Meng Xinlan saw the scarf.

"Oh, this material is made of cashmere! It's a good thing. It costs at least 500 yuan?"

Cheng Cheng: "It's a gift from a classmate, Mom, don't..."

He dare not say that it was sent by Qi Yan.

Otherwise, how did the money for the scarf come from? I can't explain it at that time.

But then again, where did the money come from?Cheng Cheng couldn't help but worry a little, the more than 500 he saved for Xiao Yan at the beginning of school, wouldn't he use all of them to buy this?

Regardless of Cheng Cheng's resistance, Meng Xinlan forcibly pulled the scarf off his neck.

Wear yourself in front of the mirror beauty.

"Tsk tsk, that's great, none of my scarves are made of this material."

It's a pity that it's gray, and it's a male model no matter how you look at it, so she can only return it.

"Who sent it? The little girl in your class who always asks you questions?"

Cheng Sheng shook his head.

"Who is that? How rich is the family who can afford this kind of scarf at such a young age?" She muttered, and then told Cheng Cheng, "Mom doesn't object to you making friends, but the most important thing is to study!"

Cheng Sheng: "Yes."

In December, the weather is getting colder and colder.

It was the first time Cheng Sheng went out wearing a cashmere scarf, it was really warm.

And it is also a particularly high-end, beautiful gray.

Xiao Yan really knows how to choose, such a good thing, Cheng Cheng always feels that standing on the bus, the whole car is secretly looking at him.

With the scarf, the boys in the back seat of the classroom can open the window to breathe, and they will no longer feel cold.

Recently, Cheng Sheng has gradually developed a new way of playing. When he gets sleepy after class, he will tuck half of his face into the scarf, exhale and inhale like an ostrich, and his glasses will be covered with a layer of white mist, making everything hazy.

The scarf kept him happy for days.

Only gradually began to feel lost again, because with the end of the term, the pressure of studying in each class became heavier and heavier.The chances of encountering Xiao Yan at school are even less.

But he wants to see him.

At least I hope to meet once a day, even if it's just to say hello, the mood will light up.But if you don't meet them after school, you will feel like the whole day has been wasted and you will lose your mind.

Cheng Cheng found himself involuntarily creating chance encounters.

He used to watch Xiao Yan upstairs, knowing where he would pass by.

Will start to pass by the cafeteria and playground at a certain moment.The happiest time was when he met Qi Yan and Zhuo Ziwei at a stationery store during a 10-minute class break.

He was also shameless and insisted on going with them.

It turned out to be a very happy day.

In addition to stationery, stationery stores also have various colorful stickers.

Qi Yan pointed to a small animal on a sticker and said it looked like him, so he insisted on buying it for him.

Cheng Cheng wanted to say he looked like a ghost, but he still accepted it.

After class the next day, I went to buy another copy that was exactly the same.The one I bought was pasted on the ruler and the textbook, but Qi Yan sent it to me reluctantly, so I secretly put it in the book and hid it on the top of the bookshelf.

The stickers are very cute, the girls in the class: "Oh, this is so cute, it looks like you."

Cheng Cheng: "..."

Why do you say like him!Where does it look like?

"It's really cute. Is this a rabbit? Or a cat?"

"What? A cat? Isn't that a hamster?"

"Hamster? I thought it was a seal, fur dog or something."

"Isn't this a bear? No matter how you look at it, it's a bear!"

Cheng Cheng: "..."

So what does he look like?

……

In January, there were several snowfalls, along with several waves of big exams.

The name Cheng Zhiyuan is usually listed as the second grade, and the head teacher of the experimental class is heartbroken:

"The study attitude of our class is not correct enough! What grades did you get in at the beginning? The best student in the whole school can't pass an ordinary class now!"

"Especially you, Qi Yan, you come third every time! Your mistakes are all careless, why can't you be more careful?!"

"You're still laughing! You're still laughing! You're honorable, aren't you?"

The head teacher tried his best to lower his blood pressure, but fortunately, he still had Zhuo Ziwei.

Zhuo Ziwei is really stable.Be the first every time, to hold respect for the experimental class.

As a result, the last school exam before the end of the semester was a direct nightmare!Cheng Zhiyuan from the first class was tied for first place with his Zhuo Ziwei!Ranked according to the first letter, they are still in the front! ! !

Public opinion was in an uproar, and in those few days, a class of class teachers looked radiant all day long.

The head teacher of the experimental class went directly to the principal's office.

"This Cheng Zhiyuan, he is a fish that slipped through the net, cough, no, no, he is a hidden gem! I think he should have joined our class from the very beginning. Otherwise, the principal..."

The head teacher of a class broke in: "Why are you still robbing people, you have to keep some good students for our ordinary class?"

Fortunately, in the final final exam, Zhuo Ziwei, the great god, thought that the class teacher was about to be bald, so he used his strength casually and easily dropped the No.2 Cheng Zhiyuan by more than ten points.

The head teacher's blood pressure finally returned to normal.

After handing out the grades, Xiao Mingchao and Han Fei happily packed their things in the dormitory.

Han Fei's family is poor, and his parents work away from home all year round. Only his elderly grandparents are watching over Susukida.Only every New Year's day, parents will definitely go home, and the family will have a lively reunion. This has always been the day he looks forward to the most throughout the year.

Xiao Mingchao is very similar to Han Fei in essence, they are "left-behind children" who don't see their parents all year round.

The only difference is that his family is rich.

Xiao Mingchao: "Every winter vacation, I go to my aunt's, uncle's, aunt's, and grandma's houses to play around! They all treat me very well and even take me out for a trip!"

Xiao Mingchao's parents started from scratch, and they fly all day at home and abroad, so they really don't have time to spend with their son.

But he is willing to spend money generously, so relatives are willing to take care of him.

Xiao Mingchao can also understand the difficulty of his parents: "Hey, although they can't accompany me, I can feel their love with the latest Nike style. Besides, I'm an only child. In fact, they are working hard now, and they are accumulating millions for me. Hahaha , in the future, I will take a random college entrance examination and inherit the family business..."

The children who are willing to go home are all eager to return.

The children who are unwilling to go home lie lazily on the bed.One listens to music and the other plays computer games.

Zhuo Ziwei didn't clean up, and neither did Qi Yan.

Shuangshuang tacitly kept it until the last day when the building was closed, and the aunt in charge said, "Oh, pack up and leave quickly, Auntie, I'm still in a hurry to go home for the New Year!"

Helplessly packing her luggage, Zhuo Ziwei said, "I envy you, at least you still have Cheng Zhiyuan."

"No matter how bad your parents are, at least they treat you well, and they are not completely alone."

Qi Yan: "Actually, I've wanted to ask for a long time."

"You are No.1 in the grade. You are handsome and have a good personality. What else can you do? What else can your parents be dissatisfied with you?"

There was a hint of complexity in Zhuo Ziwei's eyes.

"They don't think I'm good."

He smiled, sighed, and called Qi Yan again: "Hey."

"Ok?"

"Do you want to get a tattoo together?"

Qi Yan: "Tattoos?"

Zhuo Ziwei: "Well, put tongue nails on the hands, neck, or directly on the face. The ones that can't be washed off will piss them off!"

Qi Yan: "Haha."

If he didn't go, how could tattoos piss off the parents?

At least Qi Shengbin would definitely not care about it, and Meng Xinlan might wish for him to be green and green!

That night, Qi Yan went home.