The cultivated Omega has become an A

After the lunch break, Fu Anyang returned to the class with a look of something to worry about.

Xia Yutian had just woken up, and was still slumped on the table, dazedly putting his arms away to make way for him, "Aren't you happy to have a big meal?"

"Happy." He pointed to his face and said perfunctorily, "Isn't it written?"

"Hey. Asked about your grades?"

"asked."

Hearing this tone, Xia Yutian thought that his concern was that Shen Wenxu robbed him of No. 1, and he sighed, expressing that he didn't quite understand their depression.

The result of this exam was slightly different from what Shen Wenxu had in mind.

Although it looks like Versailles, Fu Anyang has urged him to think that the exam is difficult in the past few days, and he will do a few more questions every night when he works overtime, studying hard to get into the top ten.

It turned out to be a little too serious.

Fu Anyang sneered at his behavior: "You play me?"

On the surface, it seems that I didn't work hard, but it turned out that I secretly did the questions behind everyone's back after school!

Shen Wenxu kept a low profile, "Just playing normally."

But in this way, the initiative has changed.

Originally, he only planned to get a similar ranking to Fu Anyang.I just want to be at the same table, it doesn't matter where the exact position is, who knows that I accidentally got ahead of him in the exam.

Taking a seat first means that you can't choose the same table, you can only wait for Fu Anyang to choose him.

Thinking about it is difficult to achieve.That night, he rearranged the seats for self-study. Before roll call, he asked Fu Anyang, "Where do you want to sit?"

Fu Anyang pointed to the row in the middle, "Of course it has the best view."

Right in the middle is where the view is best.Shen Wenxu was the first to walk into the classroom during the ranking, and sat down at the table in the middle without much hesitation.

Fu Anyang walked in, walked past him without much hesitation, and chose a position diagonally behind him, "Ah, I forgot to mention just now, a little sideways is fine."

Shen Wenxu sighed.

Sure enough, it won't be that cooperative.

Of course not.If Fu Anyang wants to have a meal together, he will be naughty. If he really wants to be at the same table with him, he will not be harassed and attacked by small notes every day, and how can he study hard.

Next time we must grab No.1 back!

The third one to come in was rigorous, and Fu Anyang beckoned him familiarly.

Although I didn't discuss it specifically, it is taken for granted that the boys will choose to sit close.Since the same table is empty, it is reasonable to come and sit.

I will never let him go, choose Shen Wenxu.

But Fu Anyang was only confident for two seconds.Seeing her walk in and stop before reaching him, my heart was half cold.

Forget about Guan Qilu!How can seeing sex and forgetting friends be contagious?

The rigorous mind was not as superficial as he thought, and he neither wanted to choose him nor be willing to sit at the same table with Shen Wenxu, so he just stood by the aisle and knocked on Shen Wenxu's table, "You also sit in the back."

Shen Wenxu reacted very quickly, and immediately gave up his seat and moved back: "Thanks."

Rigorous: "It should be."

Fu Anyang: "..."

He never imagined that he would be betrayed by the friendly army.

"What are you looking at me with so sadly and angrily?"

Strictly and naturally sat down at the front table, turned his head and said, "Sit with you, why don't you pass small notes to the two of you every day? Why don't you just get together. It won't affect my study."

It's very transparent.

Shen Wenxu praised: "It makes sense."

Fu Anyang: "..."

The head teacher at the door noticed the movement here, and reminded "don't move after choosing the seat".Fu Anyang lost his last chance to escape, so he was happy to be at the same table.

Shen Wenxu quickly adapted to the role, and said smoothly, "Let's go together after school tonight? At the same table."

"..."

Nie Yuan.

Ye Jiahe also did well in the exam. The top ten entered the classroom, glanced at the ranking status, and came to sit at the same table with Yan Jing without stopping.

After a few more Guan Qilu came out from the door of the class. Seeing this situation, she was obviously depressed, so she had to go to the seat next to her.

On Fu Anyang's left was Shen Wenxu, and right in front of him was Ye Jiahe. Being surrounded, he felt that he still underestimated the enemy.As soon as you come in, you should rush to the corner or the back row to see how they follow.

But after thinking about it, I should sit wherever I like, so why bother, as if deliberately avoiding them.

His mental activity is reflected on his face.Shen Wenxu observed clearly and was inexplicably happy.

Fortunately, after two evening self-study classes, Fu Anyang's worries did not come true.These two people were quite obedient in class, and there was no harassment such as handing over small notes, so it was a little acceptable.

Shen Wenxu didn't have the energy to hand him a small note, holding a pen in one hand and habitually rubbing the old pocket watch under the desk with the other, like an old man dishing walnuts.In the past, the left and right hands were interchanged during a class, and the division of labor was clear without delay.

Fu Anyang thought to himself what kind of eccentricity this is.Shen Wenxu wasn't there during the class break, Ye Jiahe complained habitually when he turned around to argue with him, so he just mentioned one sentence.

"It was left to him by his own mother." How could Ye Jiahe not know, "It doesn't matter how many times you play in class, he also puts it in his arms when he sleeps, okay?"

"..."

Have you ever seen him sleep?

Fu Anyang thought for a while and asked, "Is there a piece of red coral stone in there?"

The last time I saw him take it out at the aquarium, it seemed that he took it with him everywhere he went.

"That little piece of broken coral? It's his treasure. I love it so much. I'm so tired of showing it off in front of my eyes every day." Ye Jiahe didn't think about it, "Isn't that what you gave him? What's your question... ah."

He suddenly realized something, paused, and said "tsk" maliciously, "Have you even forgotten this?"

Fu Anyang was startled, and Shen Wenxu's words "saved my life" rang in his ears.

Then there was an understatement, "For the sake of being so stupid, I don't care about you."

It turned out that he really forgot something important.

But Shen Wenxu forgave him so easily.

**

Chu Qian has always been very efficient.That night when he returned home after self-study, Fu Anyang received the suitcase.

The appearance and size of the box are similar to ordinary suitcases, but the old models are portable and have no wheels.It was placed at the door of his bedroom, and when Aunt Song saw it, she almost thought he was going to run away from home.

When I picked it up, it was heavier than expected, and it seemed to hold a lot of things.Fu Anyang transferred the box to the room, went to wash and came back and sat on the floor to read slowly.

The box had a small six-digit combination lock. He dialed his birthday number and opened it easily. The smell of old wood and leather was oncoming.

On the inside of the lid, the ownership was written crookedly with a crayon: "Yanyan's cangbaoxiang"

"...Yan's handwriting is not bad."

Fu Anyang muttered, taking out all the items in the box to look at them.Childish stationery bags and unused pens, maple leaf bookmark specimens, snowball music boxes and many other odds and ends.He probably had a collection habit when he was a child.

In addition, more than ten diaries occupy the main body of the box.All are well written, and the date is marked on the cover, which means that two or three copies are used every year.

Fu Anyang spread it out on the floor in chronological order, looked at the notebook that circled him twice in disbelief, and was stunned by this great gift that fell from the sky.

It's a very precious clue, yes...but who wouldn't want to keep a meeting and write a diary every day.

He picked up the oldest one and opened it, muttering to himself, "I'm not a pervert."

The handwriting in the first diary is still childish, and there are many slightly complicated words that need to be graffitied several times before they can be written correctly.But you should have mastered the skill of looking up a dictionary, and you have never used pinyin.

A long title was written on the title page: "To the Princess of Yanyan——The World's Most Powerful Story Collection!" "

The beginning is a strange fairy tale.

The greatest warrior in the world lives alone in a castle.There are thunderstorms outside the castle all the year round, and there are many terrible monsters.Monsters are hunting a princess.

One day, the princess hid in the castle and met a lonely warrior.They spent many happy hours together, and no one dared to disturb them.

On a sunny day, the warrior married the princess.The sky cleared and the monsters disappeared.

From then on they lived happily together forever.

The fairy tale seems to be made up by myself.But in a little boy's fantasy story, the princess's name is Asu.

Fu Anyang's hand that turned the page trembled slightly.

... Gan.

It couldn't be Shen Wenxu.

Looking back, he soon realized that this was not just a diary, or more precisely, it was a story recorded for "A Xu".Pieces of life, large and small, are almost all included.

Thousands of undelivered letters.

"Today the school organized us to go to the botanical garden at the foot of the mountain. Xia Yutian saw a squirrel when he went up the steps, and suddenly called out, scaring away the little squirrel, and was scolded by the teacher."

"There are two super big trees on the steps. The trunks are tightly attached, and the branches and leaves are covered together. It's hard to tell which tree it's from. If you can see it, you will feel magical."

"The teacher said they were called 'husband and wife trees'. Xia Yutian asked why they were not called 'husband and wife trees', and was trained again."

"..."

He regards these diaries as a confidant named "A Xu".All the joys, sorrows, sorrows, worries and thoughts are recorded in these notebooks in a dialogue tone.

One after another.Gradually, the handwriting has changed after growing up, but the completely honest brushwork has never changed.From the pride on the paper after winning No.1 in the sprint in the school sports meeting, to the grievance written down crying in the room after the parents quarreled.It's as if I want to share my whole world with him.

Also unreservedly tell miss.

"Tomorrow is our birthday again, and the weather forecast says that there may be a once-in-ten-year snowfall. Aunt Song is on vacation to visit her newborn grandson. I am the only one at home."

"It hasn't snowed yet, and you're still not here."

"Don't call me. Don't write me. Don't send me presents."

"But I know you will come."

A full six years of time.Teachers, classmates, family and friends, all the characters who have stayed in his life all appear on the stage, carried in the narration page by page.

Only this person, who has never appeared in six years, has never missed a page.

Unknown emotions leaped from between the lines, and kept accumulating, stuck in his chest and hard to dispel.Fu Anyang read all the diaries overnight, and turned to the last page when the sky was getting dark.The amount of input was too much, and I was so tired that I fell to the floor holding the notebook.

After a while, he put down his diary and turned over to sit up, rubbing his wrists against his sore eyes, lowering his head and breathing heavily.

At dawn, everything was silent.

He seemed to understand the reason why Shen Wenxu couldn't remember no matter how hard he tried.

It was because "Shen Wenxu" had never appeared in his past life.

There is only "A Xu" who firmly believes that he will definitely come back and meet again.

**

On weekends, Ye Jiahe went back to his hometown to visit relatives, and justifiably skipped two days of work.There was only Shen Wenxu in the office, who was buried in various reports and project ppts, and was even more sleepy in the afternoon.

I didn't take a good rest for the exam a few days ago, and there are not many things to do today, and there is nothing particularly troublesome to deal with.When the work came to an end, I really closed my eyes but couldn't fall asleep again.I don't know why my mind is not so clear.

Shen Wenxu lay prone on the table with his arm pillowed, his gaze shifted to the right.The air deformed in his eyes, and the outline of Fu Anyang's profile appeared vaguely.

"I will definitely pass you in the next exam." He said this, the subtle changes in his brows and eyes and his unwilling tone were so cute.

I don't know what I'm doing now, or are I staying with other friends?

The corners of Shen Wenxu's slightly raised mouth dropped again.

It's not that he didn't try according to Cen Yi's suggestion, but his thoughts and feelings couldn't be synchronized for a while, and he even had conflicts because of this. He didn't want to meet those three people, so he took the opportunity to find Fu Anyang's frequency between classes All went down.

In fact, if the position of "Fu Anyang's friend" was removed, he would not have noticed those three people at all, and it was even more impossible to use the word "friend" to group them with Fu Anyang.

—— Naturally, I don't want to hear Fu Anyang use this word to confuse him with other people.

Is it too greedy?

Need more time?

He hasn't looked at his phone for a long time, and the secretary's office will transfer the internal line if there is an urgent matter.At this moment, in order to divert attention, he turned on the screen to look at it without interest.

I planned to see if there were any naive classmates speaking in the student group as a pastime, but I didn't expect to see news of Fu Anyang.

[sunset: Are you still coming out to meet today]

It was asked two hours ago.

It turned out that he didn't hang out with other friends, Shen Wenxu was refreshed, his sleepiness disappeared, and he quickly replied to the message.

[Hush: Go to the underwear store with me? ]

I said it as a joke last week, but then I thought he didn't take it to heart so I didn't mention it again.

[sunset: It doesn’t matter what kind of store you want, just book a place and I’ll find you]

[sunset: I have something to tell you]