Lao Mo Fang Yuan

It was dawn, Fang Yuan got up, washed up briefly, walked through the quiet school, ran to the northwest corner of the playground, looked at the horizontal and parallel bars, there was nothing hanging on it, the things that were placed last night should be taken away by Mo Zhen up.

A sweet smile floated across Fang Yuan's face.

There was still more than an hour before the time for morning self-study, Fang Yuan ran back again, and he had to get home before Aunt Zhang arrived.Aunt Zhang not only takes care of his daily life, but also supervises his daily study and life activities. To put it bluntly, she is both a nanny and a spy.

When he got home, he took off his clothes and lay on the bed. After a while, the door opened and he knocked on the door of his bedroom, urging Fang Yuan to get up, and Aunt Zhang went to make breakfast.Wanting to see Mo Zhen's reaction as soon as possible, Fang Yuan got up quickly, and for breakfast, he casually ate a few bites of scallion pancakes made by Aunt Zhang. He didn't even drink the porridge, and ran back to school on the grounds that there was an emergency at school. .

Running to the school gate, the school gate has already opened, day students come to the school one after another, Fang Yuan straightened his clothes, adjusted his pace, and walked forward step by step, impatient, but still unhurried , the image cannot be lost.

There are still more than ten minutes before the morning self-study time. There are not many people in the classroom. Fang Yuan did not enter the classroom. He stood on the second floor with his backpack on his back and looked down at the railing of the stairs. The stairs are in the middle of the whole building. The students must go upstairs.

Many sleepy, hazy-eyed students could see a handsome boy wearing a white T-shirt and black sweatpants standing on the teaching building from a distance, carrying a backpack and looking down, and the sleepiness was instantly reduced More than half.

In order to attract the attention of the school grass, the female students are gearing up, smoothing down their clothes, changing their pace, and lightly brushing their hair, trying their best to attract a little attention from the male god in their hearts and make a good impression. It's good to have a love at first sight.

Girls have all kinds of friendship, and boys have all kinds of hatred. Xu Nan is the representative of this kind of people. Xu Nan, who is walking forward step by step with Mo Zhen's shoulders, feels the subtle changes in the surrounding atmosphere. Fang Yuan upstairs, his eyes were like lightning, and he regained his energy in an instant. He took his hands away from Mo Zhen, gave a look of deep contempt, and said, "When did the pretending man start to flirt? Stand there to seduce me." Which girl?"

Before the words fell, Mo Zhen followed Xu Nan's gaze and looked upstairs, seeing Fang Yuan looking in his direction with a cold face, Mo Zhen was startled, looked around, except for a few people in their dormitory , nobody.

After Xu Nan finished despising, Chen Shuo said indignantly: "Don't talk about it, boss. Didn't you see that the 13th man is looking at you? Be careful to kill you with his eyes."

Mo Zhen looked around again, there were no girls, let alone beauties, and said in his heart: "He really looks at us, I'm not the only one who thinks so."

Since the first monthly exam in the first year of high school, Fang Yuan passed the No. 1 exam in the whole grade, and Mo Zhen felt envious. Slowly it turned into worship.After the worship, every time he ran into Fang Yuan on the road, Mo Zhen was filled with awe and walked carefully. If he could not breathe, he really wanted to omit it.

After the second year of high school, I saw Fang Yuan more times, and felt that he didn't live in a high and lofty world like a "god". But when he stood upstairs and looked at them like this, Mo Zhen was still a little nervous, spiritual awe is not It can be said to disappear.

Small commotions were staged at the corner of the stairs again and again, and Fang Yuan seemed to be in a vacuum. The envious eyes, soft laughter, and chaotic steps caused by him were isolated from this vacuum world, and had nothing to do with him at all. .

In the vacuum world he constructed, Fang Yuan's eyes moved subtly with Mo Zhen's movement.

Your peripheral vision scans the people upstairs, and the people upstairs only have you in their eyes.

Mo Zhen entered under the eaves, Fang Yuan couldn't see him, turned and left and walked towards the classroom.Mo Zhen followed the stairs to the second floor, Fang Yuan had already entered the classroom.Xu Nan said proudly: "If you pretend to be a man, you won't dare to see us."

Mo Zhen stopped to look at the railing where Fang Yuan was standing just now, then looked in the direction of Class Five, and returned to the classroom.

Seeing the pen holder on the table, Mo Zhen thought of the cake from last night. Both were his favorite things, the same black handbag, the same pen style, and they all spoke so politely, "Hello, classmate", And the handwriting is very familiar.

Who could this be? If someone else made a prank, it would be a bit too costly. The most important thing is that he was not involved at all.The more he thought about it, the more weird it became. For a day, Mo Zhen carefully studied everyone around him, including the people from other shifts who greeted him on the way, but in the end, he still didn't get a result.

After school at night, curiosity drove Mo Zhen to the "promised place" again, with the same handbag and the same parallel bars.This time, Mo Zhen first found out the note. This time the note was different from the previous two times. It was not ordinary white paper, but blue colored paper, which was hard.After opening it, it read: "Hello, classmate, this is the chicken leg I brought to you. It's in an insulated box. I hope you like it!"

Mo Zhen is not picky about food, especially after eating light and less oily canteen meals all day long, when he heard the word "chicken legs", his mouth watered, he opened the heat preservation box, and saw two roasted golden chicken legs, Mo Zhen Zhen couldn't hold back any longer, and said in his heart, "Whatever, it's worth dying from poison."

Mo Zhen, who eats more than raw, finished the chicken legs in a few bites, then wiped his mouth, and walked back to the dormitory. Only then did he think of the insulated box for chicken legs.

what to do?It's a pity to lose it on the playground, and it's very disrespectful to the "mysterious man". It's not okay to take it back to the dormitory. There is an extra heat preservation box for no reason, and the questioning voices of the wolves in the roommate will swallow him up. Lose.

Putting it back in the classroom, Mo Zhen made up his mind.There are many students who study hard in the school. They don’t go back to the dormitory after school for evening self-study. They read and study in the classroom until the lights in the dormitory are turned off or the teacher on duty comes to chase them away. God knows.

Mo Zhen ran back to the dormitory, and sure enough there were a few students who were still studying. In order not to disturb others' study, Mo Zhen gently put the incubator on the window sill of the classroom, and trotted back to the dormitory.

Not long after he finished washing with guilt, he turned off the lights.Mo Zhen was lying on the bed, thinking about the strange things that happened in the past few days in his head, pen holder, cake, chicken legs, fonts, heat preservation boxes... everything, scenes and scenes flashed through his mind like a movie, and his thoughts were endless. Qian, searching hard, to no avail.

The next day, Fang Yuan went to the northwest corner of the playground early to have a look. After returning to school again, a belief drove him to look at the third class. He saw the familiar insulated box among the various lunch boxes on the window sill, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly. , walked to the railing and looked at the direction Mo Zhen came to the classroom.

One day, two days, three days... Mo Zhen would go to the northwest corner of the playground every night to pick up a black handbag, each time there was food and a colored note in it, sweets, fruits, meat products, etc., food There was no repeat, but the content of the note was the same, "Hello, classmate, this is the xx I bought for you, I hope you like it!"

The number of times has increased and time has passed. Although Mo Zhen is full of curiosity, he is also a little used to it.

The time has come to the first holiday week after school starts. Xiangzhou No. [-] Middle School has a holiday every four weeks. Classes are closed on Friday morning, students enter school on Sunday afternoon, and classes begin in the evening. The holiday week is called the holiday week.

The next day is going to be a holiday. On Thursday night, the students couldn’t help being a little impetuous, and Mo Zhen was too. He couldn’t finish the second lesson of the evening self-study, and the pen in his hand fell off for a while. Like turning a pen, wandering and wandering in the world outside the classroom, I didn't finish a class or a page of the book.

After the bell rang, Mo Zhen suddenly thought, why not go to the playground now, maybe the "mysterious man" is there.

He walked towards the playground, walked more and more slowly, and stopped halfway, he was a little afraid to face the "mysterious man", and there were two selves fighting in his heart, whether he should go or not.

After struggling for a while, Mo Zhen ran to the northwest corner of the playground, infected by the spirit of seeing death as home.When I got there, the handbag was still the same, black, still on the parallel bars, fluttering gently in the wind.

The night was dark, I looked around, but found no one, Mo Zhen quickly ran back to the classroom, the class time was approaching, and the handbag was left to be picked up after school.

Mo Zhen ran all the way back to the classroom, but he didn't know that Fang Yuan followed him all the way.Every night in the second class, Fang Yuan would come to put the handbag, and tonight also, after putting it away, when he turned to leave, he saw a figure walking quickly in the distance.

That figure kept him in trouble day and night, and he could only recognize it at a glance from the corner of the eye, not to mention it completely broke into his eyes.Seeing someone coming, Fang Yuan quickly walked in different directions, tonight is not the time to lift the veil.

After school, Mo Zhen got the handbag. In addition to a piece of cake, there was also a pendant inside. The pendant was silver-white and tied with a red string. The style was very simple, a simple cube. It’s just that the top is inclined, similar to the shape of a tile-roofed house like a pen holder. The English word “love” is printed on the bottom of the front of the pendant, and the top is a sunken half-shaped “heart”. It looks like a pair at first glance, and there must be another one. one.

Opened the blue colored paper, and wrote in a familiar handwriting: "Hello, classmate, I gave you a necklace, I hope you like it. I will go home from the holiday tomorrow, I wish you a smooth journey."

Mo Zhen is usually very frugal, and has never bought accessories. This is the first time he has his own accessories, and the style is still his favorite. Apart from surprises, his heart is full of a kind of touch, moved by the "mysterious man".

After finishing the decorations, he returned to the dormitory. As usual, the roommates had finished washing and were sitting on their respective beds, waiting to interrogate him.

"Classmate Lao Mo, come back so late tonight, tell me quickly, who are you dating." Mo Zhen pushed the door open, and Xu Nan's questioning came.Then, the other roommates echoed, "Yeah, old man, isn't your girlfriend pretty?" "Old man, when are you going to show me?"

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It was like this every day during this period, even the lines remained the same, Mo Zhen never answered them, he went to the water room to wash up with a smile, came back and put the note away, lying on the bed and recalling the sweetness brought to him by the northwest corner of the playground.

Like him, Fang Yuan who was outside the school sat at the desk, wrote something in the notepad, and then foolishly remembered Mo Zhen's every frown and smile.