Let go of the past

On the first day of the new semester, which was full of turmoil, the head teacher gave everyone a publicity on the school regulations and motto, then rearranged the seats, distributed camouflage uniforms, and informed everyone that the 15-day military training will start tomorrow.

Li Ziqing was assigned to the third row in the middle, next to the corridor. The last session of the afternoon was self-study. As soon as the get out of class bell rang, he closed his textbook and stood up from his chair.

Wang Dawei rushed over from the back row, hugged Li Ziqing's shoulders familiarly, and said cheerfully: "There is no evening study on the first day of school. Let's go to eat outside the school at night?"

Li Ziqing pulled his hand off his shoulder, shook his head, "You can go by yourself."

"Wow, military training is going to be tomorrow, and you still have to eat in the cafeteria?" Wang Dawei said earnestly, "Believe me, in the near future, you will feel the pain of your decision today."

"It's just a meal, isn't it the same everywhere?" Li Ziqing went around him and walked out of the classroom door. Wang Dawei caught up and asked persistently, "You really don't want to go with me?"

"Don't go." Li Ziqing refused flatly, and reminded him: "You have to go quickly, doesn't the school still have access control for boarding students?"

"Oh shit, I forgot about this." Wang Dawei slapped his thigh, "I really hate that I'm not a day student."

Wang Dawei disappeared in a blink of an eye, Li Ziqing went out from the back door of the classroom with his meal card, looked down at the road, and walked unhurriedly to the stairs.

"Ji Bing." Suddenly, a sweet female voice came from behind him, followed by a gust of wind in his clothes. In Li Ziqing's peripheral vision, a beautiful figure passed by, calling not far ahead: "Ji Bing, I'm here."

Li Ziqing looked up, at the corner of the stairs, his classmate in white sportswear was leaning on the handrail of the stairs, smiled and waved at the girl, and said softly: "Run slowly, I'll wait for you Woolen cloth."

The girl ran over, stuck out her tongue, her eyes were full of joyful smiles.She stood still in front of Ji Bing, stared at him for two or three seconds, a blush appeared on her cheeks, she turned her head to look left and right, and asked, "Where's Li Ru?"

"I've gone to the toilet to smoke." Ji Bing said casually, "Let's go first."

"Yeah." The girl readily agreed, and followed Ji Bing to go downstairs.

Li Ziqing walked to the stairs, and vaguely heard their chatting sound from the next floor, so he slowed down involuntarily.

After the sound completely disappeared, Li Ziqing picked up his normal speed and went down to the first floor in one breath.

The flow of people coming out of the teaching building was clearly divided into two waves at this moment, one wave went directly to the school gate, and the other wave went out from the back of the teaching building and moved to the cafeteria not far away.

Li Ziqing was following in the second wave of crowd, when he was suddenly slapped on the shoulder from behind on the way, he was startled, and turned his head to look with displeasure.

"Hi, classmate." The other party looked familiar at first glance, but he couldn't remember where he met him. Li Ziqing's confused expression hurt him, and he quickly introduced himself: "My name is Xiao Kaicheng, and I'm your classmate. The one sitting in the first row, remember?"

As soon as he said that, Li Ziqing immediately remembered that it was the teacher, look at the classmate.

Li Ziqing groaned, didn't say much, and continued to walk forward.

Xiao Kaicheng chased after him, chatting enthusiastically, "Then what's your name? Do you also live on campus? How much is the dormitory? Please take care of me in the future."

Li Ziqing paused, looked at him blankly, and answered, "Li Ziqing. Live on campus. 307. Okay."

"..." Xiao Kaicheng was choked and didn't know how to pick it up for a long time, but Li Ziqing patted him on the shoulder and reminded: "Let's go quickly, dinner time is only one hour."

Li Ziqing and Xiao Kaicheng had dinner together in the cafeteria, returned to the dormitory and parted ways at the stairs. Xiao Kaicheng's dormitory was on the fourth floor. He wanted to visit Li Ziqing's dormitory very much, but was rejected by the other party because the bed had not been made up and it was inconvenient to receive guests. up.

Xiao Kaicheng was a little confused in his heart, but Li Ziqing's hometown is in the Northeast, and he went directly to the kang to entertain guests.

Pushing open the door and entering, Wang Dawei hadn't come back as expected, but there were already three people in the dormitory.The two people near the door came up and greeted Li Ziqing politely first. The other lived opposite Li Ziqing, next to Wang Dawei, and at the moment was maintaining the same posture as Wang Dawei in the morning, making the bed with his buttocks sticking out.

After a few words, Li Ziqing knew that the three were from class four, and when he heard that Li Ziqing was in class three, unabashed envy showed on his face.

"Great God, classmate." The person opposite Li Ziqing held his hand excitedly, as if seeing the chairman's working people, "Class [-] is a key class, a key class in a key school, isn't it just like the MVP star in the NBA?" Is it the same? By the way, Iverson is the only MVP in my heart, who do you like?"

Li Ziqing withdrew his hand and shook his head: "I don't watch NBA."

The other party looked at him in disbelief: "There are still high school boys who don't watch the NBA?"

"Is it strange?" A classmate near the door interjected, "I don't watch it either, I like Ronaldo."

Another raised his hand eagerly: "I like Jay Chou."

The three looked at Li Ziqing at the same time, with enthusiasm and anticipation in their eyes: "Who do you like?"

Li Ziqing: "...I like myself."

When Wang Dawei opened the door and came in, the dormitory was shrouded in a strange and quiet atmosphere. He looked around at the two students who were studying hard at the desk with their backs to him, walked to Li Ziqing's seat inside, and lowered his head in fear The voice asked: "What's the matter? The dormitory teacher has come to check the ward?"

"No." Li Ziqing sat in front of the desk with a small desk lamp on, and a CET-[-] vocabulary book spread out in front of him.

Wang Dawei took the book, glanced at the cover, and asked him in shock: "You are only in the first year of high school? Are you already thinking about taking the fourth grade?"

"No." Li Ziqing said honestly, "When you think about something, or when you don't want to talk to people, it's a good excuse. For example, now," Li Ziqing took the vocabulary book from Wang Dawei, and began to read it expressionlessly. : "abandon, abandon, abandon..."

Wang Dawei: "..."

Wang Dawei, who was hit hard, went back to his desk with his head down, pulled out his chair and was about to sit down, but suddenly remembered something, turned his head and glanced at the bed opposite him, and said strangely: "This man Why hasn't he appeared yet? His bed was already made when I came early in the morning, but he still hasn't come by this time? Is she a snail girl?" He looked at the door and asked the two: "Do you see him?" Have you been?"

Those two shook their heads one after another, and Wang Dawei looked at the classmate opposite Li Ziqing, only to be shocked to find that the other student had already got into the bed and covered his head, as if he was soundly asleep.

Wang Dawei moved his eyes to Li Ziqing hesitantly, and then heard a clear and loud voice: "aboard."

"..." Wang Dawei gave up, muttering in his heart not to mind his own business, he walked to the bed ladder and kicked off his shoes, and was just about to climb up with his arms.At this moment, there was a sound at the door, and several people in the room followed the sound, and saw a handsome and well-dressed boy standing at the door and looking in. She swept over lightly, then walked in without saying a word.

Wang Dawei just wanted to strike up a conversation, but after seeing the person following behind him, he was dumbfounded and speechless.

An adult man in a black suit, who seemed to have crossed over from the set of a secret agent movie, followed him respectfully. The reason why he couldn't get the ruthless look in the movie was because he still held a guitar case in his hand.

"Master, do you need me to do anything else?" The agent man followed the boy and stood still in front of his bed, looked around at the other people who had been silent, and bowed his head to the boy.

The boy silently took the guitar from him, and said lightly, "No, you can go."

The agent man nodded when he heard the words, turned around and walked out of the dormitory without looking sideways. The hem of his suit was windless and automatic, but he didn't take away a cloud.

The boy who took the guitar stood there for a few seconds, then walked to the bed ladder, as if he wanted to put the guitar on the bed.

"Student, let me help you." Without the threat of the agent man, Wang Dawei enthusiastically went up to strike up a conversation as a routine.

"No, thank you." The boy replied coldly.

Wang Dawei withdrew his hand resentfully, watched him carry the guitar on his shoulder, and carefully observed the bed ladder, as if he was thinking about how to operate it.

Wang Dawei suddenly had an idea, turned around and kicked off his shoes with a particularly loud movement, grabbed the guardrail with both hands, and climbed onto his bed in threes and fives.

The boy was really disturbed by his not-so-little movement, turned his head to watch him demonstrate how to climb up to the upper bunk in a rough manner, turned his face without any disturbance, stretched out his hand to grab the guardrail, and his movements were imitating Wang Dawei's posture just now .

Wang Dawei was secretly happy, and was thinking about how to proceed with the next step, when he saw the boy who was halfway up the body suddenly stop, staring fixedly at a black shoe print of size 45 on his flawless white bed sheet.

Li Ziqing, who had been silently watching for a long time, couldn't help gasping at this moment, not to mention the instigator Wang Dawei himself, his face turned as white as the full moon outside the window, and he looked at the boy opposite him slowly turning his head, looking around with trepidation. Glancing down, he asked in a cool tone, "Who did it?"

Wang Dawei quickly glanced at Li Ziqing, and was slightly relieved when he saw that he withdrew his body and turned to his desk.

The others were even more at a loss, all silently waiting for how the plot would develop.

Seeing that no one was paying attention, the boy came down from the bed ladder, looked up at Wang Dawei coldly, and asked him, "Is that you?"

"No." Wang Dawei denied it without thinking, "I'm the second last one to come back tonight. If you don't believe me, you can ask them."

The others didn't dare to testify casually, they all avoided their eyes, for fear of being hurt by Chi Yu.

The boy paused, walked to Li Ziqing who was diagonally opposite, and asked him, "Is that you?"

Li Ziqing raised his head and looked at the other person's expression looking at him, still clear and cold, as if he was staying out of the matter, just looking for an answer.

Li Ziqing shook his head, the boy looked calm, turned around and walked to the middle of the room, took out his mobile phone to make a call.

As soon as he put the mobile phone to his ear, it was picked up by someone, and then he heard the boy say flatly: "Come back and pick me up, I won't be able to stay at school tonight."