let loose

Chu Xiaonan came back from vacation on the weekend. She looked normal on the outside, so she apologized in a few words, saying that she went back to her hometown to settle some personal matters, and took up two evening self-study classes to catch up on the lessons she missed last week and hurry back to the schedule.Afterwards, classes will continue as usual, criticisms will continue as usual, and Chu Qingci's seat will remain empty as usual.

The days go by stepping on the calendar, and the days go by quickly, and winter has entered in a blink of an eye.

During the lunch break, the second canteen was noisy.In the past two days, a cafeteria on the other side of the Zhizhi building was closed, causing traffic accidents on the side of the Gewu building every meal time. The crowd was so crowded that people were pushing and shoving and sweating profusely.

It is obviously winter, but going inside for a walk seems to be back to summer.

The fourth class in the morning of class six was Ye Qing's Chinese, and after quickly taking the general content of the compulsory third, the class ended early.Zheng Qiran and the others ran fast, quickly occupied a strong terrain, and picked a dining table in the back row against the wall.

Today's dishes are as bland as ever, and a lot of white water can flow out of just a few cabbage, referred to as clear soup with little water.Although the meat dishes include Song Mian's favorite sweet and sour short ribs, but the small ribs only cost two pieces after half a day, a circle smaller than Song Mian's mouth, and the rest are all diced potatoes.

Swallowing down the dry potatoes in his mouth with difficulty, Song Mian frowned and opened a bottle of water, taking two gulps to feel comfortable.

Jiang Zhou and Song Mian sat facing each other in an extremely elegant and upright posture. He ate without making a sound, and only took a few small ribs from his own plate for Song Mian to listen to Zheng Qiran complaining.

Zheng Qiran angrily stuffed a mouthful of cauliflower into his mouth, and said vaguely: "Do you think this person has evaporated from the world? The steam engine is not as fast as him, right? Hey, this steam engine is steaming even after it evaporates, and what about him! The phone was still connected yesterday, but it was turned off today. It’s not obvious that we are too much? Are you angry!"

"I don't know if something has happened to him." Lin Pingping said, "I think he was not normal during the autumn outing, and he was always in a daze after returning to class. How happy he was that he didn't break the record in the sports meeting, let alone There was the last half-term exam, and the grade was more than 100, which is a big blow."

Song Mian stopped her chopsticks, remembering that during this time Chu Qingci had indeed spoken a lot less, she refrained from making jokes, and didn't laugh too much, occasionally she smiled and looked at her like a forced smile, and when she didn't read the book, she wandered outside the classroom whenever she had time .

Song Mian didn't think much of it at that time, and focused on Jiang Zhou, and these abnormalities were ignored.Thinking of the chat records with Chu Qingci in the last two weeks, he blamed himself for not being able to detect the other party's depression at all with just a few superficial words of concern.

"What is brother used for? Can't you tell us about the big things? Do you have to hold it by yourself?" Zheng Qiran was still angry, "Your Chu Qingci is really there! I remember it, you The next time you come back, if you ask me to eat ten barbecues to make amends, I will really ignore you!"

Originally, it was not a big deal to go back to my hometown, but the sudden departure may be due to urgent matters at home.They went to ask Chu Xiaonan, and Chu Xiaonan only said that Chu Qingci was in a bad mood and asked for leave temporarily, but didn't say much.After asking too many questions, Chu Xiaonan just kept silent, and her expression was not very good.

But it has been more than a week, Chinese has started to take the compulsory fourth, and the winter school uniform is wrapped around him, Chu Qingci still hasn't returned to school, and he has sent him a small mountain of WeChat messages without replying to half of them.

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"I should have asked a few more questions that day."

Song Mian lay half of her body on the desk, tightened her school uniform jacket, turned her face to Jiang Zhou, and muttered to herself.

Jiang Zhou finished calculating a parametric equation rustlingly on the straw paper. Feeling that he had basically mastered the question type, he put down the pen, slid his arm down the desk, grabbed Song Mianyou's finger that was walking on his thigh, closed it, and wrapped it in his palm.

"What are you thinking again?" he asked.

"I'm sorry, I didn't miss you today, please make up tomorrow." Song Mian rolled her eyes, staring at him blankly.

Jiang Zhou didn't say a word, his head was lowered quietly, his eyes were fixed on the intertwined hands on his thighs, his thumb was rubbing against the back of Song Mian's hand, and he pressed the slightly protruding blue blood vessel tightly. , like blocking blood flow.

"Chu Qingci has a good relationship with me." Song Mian suddenly said.

A sentence without beginning or end.Jiang Zhou froze for a moment, then hummed without opening his mouth, waiting for his next words.

"We were in the same class in the first year of high school, and he and I were at the same table." Song Mian continued, "I moved to live with my parents in the third year of junior high school. Oh, it's actually living with a nanny, no one restrains me, let alone cares about me. At that time, I had a bad temper and was annoying when I saw everything. I was always surrounded by a bunch of people at school. I hated the eyes of those people. It was like looking at an orangutan. I felt disgusted."

Jiang Zhou continued to remain silent, clenched his hand even tighter, and rubbed his fingertips harder on the blood vessels on the back of his hand, and the skin that was close to him was rubbed hot.

There was a moment of silence in the corner, which was incompatible with the hustle and bustle of the surrounding vegetable market.

In the past few days, the temperature has dropped rapidly and the wind is blowing violently. I heard that there is a osmanthus tree that was planted just last year in Mingde Building, and several branches were blown off.

The air conditioner was humming, and the temperature in the classroom was actually very high, but most of the doors and windows were closed tightly, making it a bit stuffy.

"I had almost no friends at school at that time, only Zheng Qiran played with me. I got to know Chu Qingci slowly, and he was very good at taking care of other people's feelings, including mine." Song Mian slowly straightened up, and looked at him instead. Looking at the table, "Later I found out that he is a single-parent family. He lost his father when he was just in junior high school. He said it was a car accident. I had a different experience with him, but the situation was similar. We complained to each other, and then we complained about neglecting our daughter for the sake of career. Strong mother."

Seventeen or eighteen-year-old boys are still in the rebellious period, and they can't get rid of vulgarity and childishness after all. They put aside their unintelligible wild ideas. In fact, everyone's minds are very small, neither complicated nor strong.

We are all human beings, and we all crave encouragement and care, and more importantly, affection.You will be ecstatic because of the praise of your teachers or parents and friends, and you will also be secretly sad because you get into trouble and get scolded.

Before the appearance of Jiang Zhou, who made him full of joy, Song Mian's growth process was withdrawn and closed.

Loneliness is probably the easiest way for a child who lacks love to grow up.Song Mian is not immune, he does not have a good way of socializing, he is not cheerful enough to chat with anyone.The way he opens himself is often strong and absolutely conquering.

Many people will be afraid of him, but they may not respect him, and they will not make friends with him.

After a provocative fight in the first year of high school, Song Mian's external image was finalized. After that, he basically cut off his active social life.After all, it is difficult for high school students to hide the two emotions of fear and disgust through facial expressions.

At this age when you are unwilling to confide your troubles and feelings to the elders, having a friend who can talk to you is the most solid and reliable wall, also known as the harbor of the soul.

For Song Mian, Chu Qingci is such an existence, and the two belong to each other to keep warm.

Compared with Zheng Qiran, who is carefree and simple-minded, Chu Qingci's personality is more restrained, and because of the lack of paternal love in the growing environment, his personality tends to be more precocious.This is also the reason why Zheng Qiran and Song Mian still can't understand Song Mian since they were in the same class in junior high school.

It's not that the relationship is bad, the relationship is very good.It is not accurate to say that the mind is open and cannot be noticed.The main reason is that I haven't experienced it personally. After all, no matter how hard I try, I can't empathize with many things.