let loose

As the holiday draws to a close, there are fewer and fewer people exchanging homework answers in the class. Occasionally, there are a few messages complaining about the start of school.

This is often the case when I was a student. No matter how long or short the vacation time is, it seems like a fleeting moment.Not staying home enough, even with lazy stay-at-home parents nagging.I always feel that there are still many places to play, many new games that have not been played, and the free life that I yearned for when I was in school has not yet been realized.

Every time the school starts, the plans that have not been put into practice during the holidays all come back to my mind, saving an imperfect ending for the occasional sentimental short vacation of seventeen or eighteen, and then waiting for the next time.

It was another year of warm spring and flowers blooming. After a few days of clearing, spring rain began to fall in the evening. The rain was heavy, and sometimes splashed a few drops, pattering on the window.

The sound of the rain was dense, and Song Mian felt it was noisy, so she pulled on her slippers and walked slowly over to close the curtains, staring at the phone screen, typing with her fingers:

[÷: What time will you arrive tomorrow? ]

[×: The plane at nine o'clock is expected to be at twelve o'clock. ]

[÷: Pudong? ]

[×: Yes. ]

[÷: I'll wait for you at the school gate. ]

Tomorrow is the first day back to school, and there will be evening self-study on that day. The key high schools have always been fast-paced, and they seem to be in a hurry.

Jiang Zhou is still living on campus this semester.The dormitory environment is good, the roommates have few interesting words, clean and quiet.Moreover, it is close to the teaching building, and it only takes about ten minutes to go back and forth.He has a competition this semester, and living on campus can save a lot of time for studying.

Near the early morning, Song Mian tucked himself into the bed, curled up into a small shrimp, his eyelids drooped and he was very sleepy, and the fluorescent light on the screen gradually weakened, and when he was in a daze and was about to fall asleep, he buzzed:

[×: Homework. ]

Under the rigid request of her boyfriend, Song Mian was forced to be a good boy for a few days.What he has been in contact with all day long is either incomprehensible calculation formulas, or historical politics that has been dug deeper and deeper, which made him live from a lively rooster to a disheveled chicken.

For the first time, the proud little peacock tightened its tail and closed its screen, quietly and obediently accepted the petting, without a word of complaint.

Song Mianqiang raised her eyelids, wrapped herself tightly in the quilt, turned over, changed to the posture of lying on the pillow, and opened the homework net.

Although she pretended to be serious and well-behaved in front of her boyfriend, it was obviously impossible for him to do homework in person.

It may not be so arbitrary. At first, he really thought about writing it himself, but he was persuaded by a series of formulas and routines as soon as he opened the first page.

After about two months of platform rectification and repair, the job network deleted most of the illegal data on external links, and the normal database has basically been restored. Song Mian clicked into the private message box and typed.

Handsome Cowboy: Where?

Sao Sheng Bitch: Still alive.

Handsome Cowboy: Have you finished your homework?

Sao Sheng Bitch: All OK.

Sao Sheng Bitch: (picture)

Song Mian clicked on the big picture, and there were several homework books for his winter vacation, three volumes of mathematics, three volumes of Chinese, and one volume for the rest.

Sao Sheng Bitch: 5000, pay now?

Handsome Cowboy: Transfer the money later, and send the homework to my school tomorrow.

Sao Sheng Bitch: It's easy to talk about money, address?

The Saosheng slut is Lu Yan from the Zhizhi Building, and it is said that at the end of the semester, the senior group is the first in the grade.

Song Mian didn't want to look for him at first, because he was in the same school, and there were always embarrassing times when he looked up and looked down suddenly, but when he thought about the correct rate of homework completed by the first grader, and the degree of link between the correct rate of homework and Jiang Zhou's mood, he After hesitating for a long time, I still found Lu Yan.

Song Mian curled her index finger and pressed it under her lips. After much deliberation, she gave the address of Shengguang High School.

Handsome Cowboy: Just put it in the guard room, before twelve noon.

Sao Sheng Bitch: OK.

……

It was still raining the next day, and it was even heavier than last night. In the early spring, the temperature was still as cold as a knife.

Song Mian took an umbrella and went out, the raindrops mercilessly hit the umbrella surface, and then fainted into countless water splashes, flying on the shoe surface, the ground, and the grass.

The refurbished iron gates creaked and reverberated as soon as they were opened, and the sound was heavy, which startled a row of birds resting on the roadside cables.

The bald tree branches sprouted new buds, and the withered weeds under the evergreens poked out their heads quietly again. Winter is coming and spring is coming, and the earth has a new look.

Xiao Tang had been waiting at the entrance of the courtyard for a long time. Song Mian put away the umbrella and sat in the back seat only to find that this man was wearing a mask today, which was a medical mask.

Sensing his sizing eyes, Xiao Tang glanced at him from the rearview mirror, and said with a smile, "I'm sorry, I have a little cold, cough cough."

"Did you go to the hospital?" Song Mian unzipped her schoolbag and dug in.

"Not yet, I'll go later and send you to school first...cough cough..."

"Tsk." Song Mian's pupils tightened, and she took out a box of hot soybean milk from her schoolbag and threw it on the front seat, "Drink it first, let me down at the subway station ahead."

"Ah?" Xiao Tang was taken aback, and quickly turned to look at him with a shocked expression.

"Ah fart, I have something to do." Song Mian glared at him, closed the zipper of the schoolbag, and touched the side button of the phone to unlock it: "If you catch a cold, go to the hospital first, do you want to be reimbursed?"

"No, no need." Xiao Tang shook his head.

Song Mian didn't speak again, she lowered her eyelids and looked at the phone.

In the WeChat chat group, Hulu Xiaojingang was very cheerful in the morning:

[Old baby/(Xiao Zheng): Fourth baby/(Xiao Chu).Did Sister Nan call home again?When eating in the morning, my mother said that my living expenses will be cut in half this semester!half!No beginning and no end, so fucking sudden, fuck! ]

[Big baby/(Xiao Zheng): This makes the already difficult child even worse (lips curled)]

[Siwa/(Xiao Chu): No, she went to school early in the morning, I don't know. ]

[Sanwa/(Pingping): My mother is normal anyway, and by the way, I have added 200 to my living expenses this semester. (strange laugh)]

[Big baby/(Xiao Zheng): Boss!Ask for support! ]

[Three baby/(Ping Ping): Call me brother, I will reluctantly consider it if I call you brother. ]

[Big baby/(Xiao Zheng): Get out, a scholar can be killed but not humiliated.At worst, I will starve to death, and I will die anyway. ]

[Erwa/(Xia Houxi): Hey, congratulations to Gou Ran, one step closer to the hard bone of poverty alleviation. (applaud)]

Song Mian followed with an applause emoji.

Sheng Guanggao stood in front of the main gate with a long row of sycamore trees, just like standing veterans, hard-working, with luxuriant branches and leaves, and raindrops fell around the outline of the leaves to the tip of the leaves.

This spring rain has been falling since last night, and the ground is full of water beaches, and the moist smell of the soil is everywhere.

Song Mian stood obliquely behind the sycamore tree next to the guardhouse, lowered the umbrella to cover half of her body, poked out a small index finger from her cuff, and hooked the edge of the mask with her fingertips, trying to reduce the sense of presence as much as possible.

In the beginning of the school season, the shops and supermarkets outside the school, which had been quiet for a winter vacation, resumed the noise of a vegetable market in seconds without buffering.

As far as the eye can see, the footsteps of different pedestrians are fast or slow, and the water puddles are brought up and splashed again and again.

11:30 noon, this time is very energetic, and it is the time for most people to exercise after lunch. The students' slapstick accompanied by the occasional car noise lingers in the ears. Inside the thin fabric, he stared at the closed sliding door of the guard room without saying a word.

After a while, the phone in his pocket vibrated twice, and he took it out to see that it was a private message from the homework network.

Sao Sheng Bitch: Put it away.

Sao Sheng Bitch: Shall I wait for you here?

Handsome Cowboy: I just got off the plane here, I'm from another province, so don't wait.

Without the slightest blush, she made up a reason, and after typing, she pressed send. Song Mian eased her tense expression and breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't knock on the guard room until she saw Lu Yan's little pink umbrella walking away. the door.

Spend 5000 yuan to get the homework done.Song Mian was very satisfied with the yellowed paper and the corners of the flying pages when the ten books wandered outside for a month and then they were as new as they were when they were in his hands.

This look is the result of frequent page turning. On the surface, the attitude is definitely 1 very correct.He flipped through a few pages at random, imitating his style of handwriting as much as possible, crawling around like little earthworms burrowing in the soil, he didn't care if the answer was correct or not, anyway, he couldn't read it.

Jiang Zhou arrived at the school after one o'clock, when the sound of the rain gradually died down.The taxi was parked in front of a stationery store for about seven or eight minutes, and the surrounding horns kept ringing.

The finger on the leg touched the jeans trouser line, and the hard and wide feel of cotton and linen made the fingertips hurt slightly. Jiang Zhou's eyes did not show the usual anxiety in this situation. When he touched the slender figure under the tree by the side of the road, he moved.

The thin boy arched his back slightly, looked left and right from time to time, and was lowering his head to knock something.

[÷: Where are you? ]

The WeChat rang at this time, Jiang Zhou glanced at it, but didn't reply.He bent his knuckles and tapped the barrier mirror twice: "Hello, just stop here, how much is it, I'll pay by scanning the QR code."

The boy pulled the zipper of the padded jacket up to his chin, put a peaked cap on his head, and stepped out of the car with long legs.

The white sneakers skillfully avoided a few puddles of water, the schoolbag was loose and half shouldered, holding the umbrella handle that he didn't want to open with one hand, and the other hand took off the suitcase with one hand, which attracted many students' eyes and whispers.

The temperature in March still carried the cruelty of the old winter, and every blow was full of aggressiveness. Song Mian was in a hurry to go out and forgot to bring her scarf.

He stood in the corner, with a long umbrella sandwiched between his shoulders and neck, his neck shrunk, and only a little flesh color was visible around his eyes and the fingertips holding the phone.

The screen of the mobile phone stayed in the dialog box with Jiang Zhou. The content of the conversation was the mad love emoji he just sent, but Jiang Zhou never replied.

"Yo."

Suddenly, a calm and cold male voice resounded from behind. Before Song Mian could react, the umbrella shook twice and tilted slightly to one side.

"Ah?" He turned around in a daze and blinked quickly, "When did you arrive?"

"Just arrived." Jiang Zhou lowered his eyes, which were as black as ink, and the eyes of the boy on a rainy day seemed to be soaked in a layer of water.

Perhaps it was the long-distance trek that started early in the morning that made people mentally exhausted. Jiang Zhou's voice became hoarse and deeper than usual after passing through the cold wind.

"Why don't you open an umbrella?" Seeing that his shoulders were wet, Song Mian glanced at the unopened umbrella in his hand, and frowned: "Obviously, I'm holding it, but I don't even open it, want to catch a cold?"

Sometimes Song Mian is very straightforward, aside from some moments of sudden shyness and innocence when he is tender, this person is so bold that people can't help but feel happy from the bottom of his heart.

Especially when he was pretending to be fierce and admonishing others, while he was busy blocking the little black umbrella that he used to protect himself from the rain towards him.

click -

A second after Song Mian was about to walk away, holding the man's arm, Jiang Zhou immediately stretched out his umbrella, the pointed end of the umbrella touched the wall, and the umbrella body covered Song Mian's waist.

"Ok?"

Song Mian raised her head subconsciously.

The corners of Jiang Zhou's mouth rose slightly, closed the umbrella, and tapped Song Mian's hand holding the handle of the umbrella lightly.

There was a stabbing pain in the back of his hand, Song Mian hissed, and subconsciously withdrew his hand. The big umbrella lost its support and fell down. Jiang Zhou slowly reached out to take it, and tilted the umbrella surface. the upper body of a person.

In the cold wind, the students of No. [-] Middle School returned to school in twos and threes, playing and laughing constantly.The road was still blocked, and occasionally there were two impatient car honking amidst the sea of ​​people, and they flew away in the air again.

In a remote corner, Jiang Zhou was holding the umbrella handle with both hands.One is wide open, one is not open.He lowered his head slightly, and pressed his lips against Song Mian's.

It was a very light and short shallow kiss, not more than five seconds before and after.Song Mian was completely stunned into a pillar, his head was muddled.When there was a trace of warmth on her lips, she belatedly blushed.

The crowd never stopped laughing. No one knew what happened during the five seconds behind the umbrella in the corner. Maybe someone cast their eyes on this side during this period, or maybe they didn't. Maybe someone guessed why this side stood there. There are two people, what are these two people doing, or maybe not.

Song Mian's blush only lasted for a while, and soon disappeared into the wind following the fading temperature.