let loose

Chu Qingci came back on Tuesday morning in the third week of November, halfway through the lunch break.

He was still wearing a thin school uniform jacket of the spring and autumn style of No. [-] Middle School, with only a round-neck sweater inside. He returned to his seat under the surprised faces of the students who were not asleep, with a bulging schoolbag and a bad complexion.

"What happened, why did you come back now?"

Although he is broad-minded, he is not stupid and can understand the situation.Zheng Qiran suppressed all his dissatisfaction and complaints, but still cared.

Chu Qingci didn't speak, but shook his head wearily.

Zheng Qiran asked about loneliness, looked at Lin Pingping, pursed his lips, and shook his head a few times at Song Mian and Jiang Zhou at the window.

"So stubborn." Song Mian snorted, took out her phone from the belly of the table and unlocked the screen, "Brother, help me guard the teacher."

Just as Jiang Zhou finished writing a question, when he heard the words, he subconsciously glanced under the table, and saw that Song Mian's phone wallpaper was a photo of the two of them.Shot in Shantang, the background is a busy street full of lanterns.

After Song Mian finished typing, she stuffed her mobile phone into the belly of the table, paying attention to the situation at Chu Qingci's side.After about 2 minutes, Chu Qingci took out his phone.Song Mian made sure that Chu Qingci paused after seeing the news, it was obvious, but he didn't reply.

Song Mian was a little annoyed, she got up and wanted to find someone, but Chu Qingci stood up first, turned her head to look at Song Mian, and the two of them met their eyes, just like that.

"Brother, give me your coat."

Before going out, Song Mian asked Jiang Zhou to borrow a coat to wear. His white palms were spread out in front of Jiang Zhou's eyes, with a lazy expression on his face, as if he would not stop if you don't give it to me.

At noon, the temperature of the air conditioner was turned up, and neither of them was wearing a jacket. At this time, Song Mian only had a hooded sweater with 30 printed on its belly.

"Your own..."

Jiang Zhou frowned, reached into Song Mian's desk, and was about to fish out the school uniform jacket inside.

"No." Song Mian pressed his arm, "Just let me wear your clothes, I won't be cold in your clothes, give me, give me!!!"

In the end, she acted coquettishly.

Jiang Zhou: "...Do you want a hand pillow?"

He took out his coat and handed it out, and took out a hand warmer pillow in the shape of Pikachu from the belly of the table.

Song Mian is not resistant to the cold, and usually goes to the playground for a run and then returns to the classroom. In less than half an hour, her hands are red from the cold.Jiang Zhou warmed his hands every day in class, worried that this person would be cold on the way home from school, so he went out of school last weekend and bought a hand warming pillow when he came back.

"Oh no, there's still 10 minutes left for class anyway." Song Mian stretched out a finger and scratched the back of Jiang Zhou's hand on the desk, raised the clothes in his other hand, and said in a low voice: " And I have a boyfriend jacket."

……

After Song Mian walked out of the classroom door, she still looked around for a few times before seeing a blue clothes corner at the end of the corridor.Looking over, Chu Qingci was lying on the balcony in a daze.

"Come on, little liar, tell your story."

This is the tone that Song Mian and Chu Qingci will use whenever they want to have in-depth exchanges. The deliberate playfulness can properly adjust the depressing atmosphere.

Chu Qingci turned his head to look at him, and suddenly the corner of his mouth curled up. Only then did his face that had been frozen into a sculpture change a bit.

"Ah, it's really cold." Song Mian leaned over and lay down on the balcony.With trembling fingers, they slipped out of the sleeves and tightened the school uniform jacket. Smelling the fresh grass fragrance on the clothes warmed my heart.

"Don't wear more clothes when it's cold." Chu Qingci was also quite cold, and the heat from his words wafted into the air.It wasn't so cold when he returned to his hometown this time, and he didn't bring any thick clothes, and the old clothes from his hometown were too small to fit.

Song Mian didn't speak, just glanced at him.

The winter in Shanghai is very windy, like this every year.It won't necessarily snow, but it will definitely be windy.The wind is very tough, and it hurts when a knife is scraped on the face.

There is no class at the moment, the campus is noisy, and there are voices of talking and laughter in the corridors and corridors from time to time.It made this corner of the corridor even quieter.

"My mother is getting engaged."

The hatchback was silent for a moment, then Chu Qingci said suddenly.

"what?"

Song Mian was stunned for a moment, hearing Chu Qingci's tone, it was very calm and silent, like a pool of stagnant water.

Looking at his expression again, he was numb, with the corners of his mouth curled up, not like smiling, but more helpless.

Chu Qingci's father died in a car accident when he was in his first year of junior high school.Before that, the relationship between father and son was very harmonious, and the family of three was warm and happy.

The car accident was very tragic, and the drivers of both parties were pronounced dead on the spot.Judging from the surveillance video, Dad Chu was mainly responsible, and after investigation and evidence collection later, it was determined that it was drunk driving and fatigue driving.The Chu family was sentenced to pay more than 80 yuan to the other Fang's family.

Chu Xiaonan had a breakdown.Chu's father was the only son. At that time, the two elders of the Chu family were still alive, and Chu Qingci was still young. There were real seniors and juniors, and she was a woman and a newly pregnant expectant mother, but reality proved that she carried down.

"I don't want to..." Chu Qingci murmured: "If she remarries, what will my father do..."

Song Mian calmed down a bit, tried to keep his tone normal, and said, "Do you know who the other party is?"

"Xu Chenglin." Chu Qing said.

"...Xu Chenglin?"

Song Mian was startled, it was Xu Chenglin, the physical education teacher in their class?No wonder Xu Chenglin would go there during the Qiuyou, no wonder Chu Qingci's mood became more and more abnormal since then, I'm afraid he has already noticed it.It may even be earlier, it may have to be dated back to the beginning of this semester, Chu Qingci's preliminary test results are not right.

"How could she." Chu Qingci showed pain, "Xu Chenglin is more than ten years younger than her, she is married, what should I do, what should my father do."

Regarding Chu Xiaonan's remarriage, Song Mian could actually understand, and most outsiders should understand, but Chu Qingci couldn't.

Although he is no longer a child, he has the stubborn persistence of a child.He stubbornly believed that once Chu Xiaonan remarried, it would be a betrayal to his father and disloyalty to his original marriage.He doesn't want a stepdad, he only recognizes his biological father, too many tragedies have happened in reorganized families, he doesn't want to.What's more, I heard that Xu Chenglin has only graduated from college for two years, so young, can he be sincere to Chu Xiaonan who is alone with a pair of children?

"Don't get excited." Song Mian reassured.

It was also the first time he encountered such a situation, and his mind was very confused.But thinking about it, I still want to get Chu Qingci out of this fixed thinking circle first, so as not to go deeper: "This kind of thing is not a way to escape, right, maybe, you can try to ask Xu Chenglin's thoughts?"

Chu Qingci did not speak.

Song Mian: "After all, marriage is a matter between two people. You can't judge anything just by listening to Sister Nan's words, right?"

Chu Qingci still didn't speak, but the facial features between the brows were slightly loosened, and it seemed that he agreed.