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Ten-eighteenths, that is, five-ninths, more than half of Qiu Yu's life was dedicated to him.So when he left, his gaze also lost focus.

How to do it.

Qiu Yu was lying on the bed with his palms behind his head, staring at the wall covered with black cardboard, feeling helpless several times.He has spent four hours peacefully and awake in this posture, and there is only another four hours left before the start of the new semester.

Then don't love him.Well, then don't love him.

The sound of the disc clock on the low cabinet gradually grew louder and louder, and the second hand began to ring a spell with one step.Qiu Yu couldn't bear the minute hand, turned over and got up, grabbed the coat next to the pillow, put it on, walked out of the bedroom, and tiptoed to the balcony that she hadn't visited for a long time.Anyway, the night was quiet.

I have seen before in the early morning of winter, when it is so dark that you can hardly see your fingers. Qiu Yu was worried that Yuan Mu's small window would be melted into the dark night in just a few steps, but no, this person still had a light on.

Now his curtains are wide open instead - thinking about it makes sense, in the middle of the night, there is no need to avoid people.

Yuan Mu sat awkwardly in front of the desk, half lying on his stomach while writing, wearing a set of dark blue pajamas and a jacket that Qiu Yu had never seen before.At this moment, I suddenly felt that a street was far away, and I wanted to take a closer look at the face after drawing the outline, but it was not clear, and I couldn't tell whether he was cold or not, happy or unhappy.

In the field of vision, he could only see his lonely lamp floating in the vast night, surrounded by dead objects, and the soft light was stirred up by the moving pen body before it flowed.Some of them didn't move, and a few lines fell faithfully between his hair and on the bridge of his nose.

It was a long, long time ago when I stood on this balcony and watched Yuan Mu for the first time.I still remember that there was a slight shame in my heart at that time, because I felt stupid and disgraceful after looking at myself.

Now I can’t find that sense of shame anymore, I have completely ignored myself, or I can’t see anything superfluous, I just think wholeheartedly, how this old room in front of me is like a lonely island.I thought again, forgetting to ask him seriously when the two of them were still able to talk back and forth: Is it happier to be with me?

On the first day of school, Huang Chen crawled out of the bed before dawn, and moved his mother so much that there were two more poached eggs in the noodle soup. He never thought that he was going to school early to learn from other students' answers to make up for the holiday homework.

I met Qiu Yu on the way to the playground, and thought he was a fellow, Huang Chenyu went to greet him, and told me about the competition: "How many papers are you still missing? Damn, I saved a whole vacation essay" Short answer questions."

Qiu Yu really didn't want to keep pace with him, so she walked faster: "Don't talk like the vacation is very long."

"It's not long. Hey, why are you still thinking about this after school has started? Think about it, it's three months after the college entrance examination, and you can't lose." Huang Chenyu trotted beside Qiu Yu, and asked more before entering the classroom, "Hey Why isn't Yuan Mu with you?"

Qiu Yu shook off Huang Chenyu's arm: "Ask him. Would it be useful to ask me?"

Huang Chenyu fell behind and muttered, "Damn, the New Year's firecrackers are not over yet."

Qiu Yu didn't unload her schoolbag when she got to her seat, and carried her desk and chair to the empty space in the last row.Huang Chenyu took out the political test papers and was ready to sprint. Dumbfounded by Qiu Yu's words, he hurriedly asked, "Why did you move here?"

"Clean."

"Qing—do you think I'm noisy?" Even Huang Chenyu, who usually loves poverty and quarrels and doesn't value face, is a little bit hurt at the moment.

It happened that Yuan Mu entered through the front door.There was inertia in the eyes, and the four eyes collided with each other, but this time Qiu Yu staggered first, lowered her head and said to Huang Chenyu, "It's not you."

Yuan Mu just entered the door and found that Qiu Yu was so far away. He reacted for a few seconds. He thought that he could still ask questions like Huang Chenyu, but he woke up as soon as he didn't look at him.This is good, this is the best, very thoughtful.

The abrupt vacancy behind him seemed to be gouged out alive, and the scene was cruel.It was also when Huang Chenyu came back that Yuan Mu realized that he had been looking at it all the time. When asked if the pen in his hand meant that he had not finished his homework, he shook his head and denied it.As for when to sit down and hold the pen, I have no memory. The series of movements are what the muscle memory tells him to do.

Huang Chenyu stood and scratched his head: "Would you like to talk to Qiu Yu? Qiu Yu said that the picture is pure, and I think it's Wang Chengxing who is a dog. He's not afraid of Li Xuedao. Judging by his attitude, he might not come back for a while." Gu Zi clattered, and examined it with Yuan Mu, "Isn't it a bit ugly to have the empty space in the middle? It's a bit uncomfortable to look at."

"Would you like to move them together for you?" Yuan Mu just asked.

The second new semester of the third year of high school is the least like a new semester. In the past, it was customary to start with a relaxed and happy start, but in this round of February, silent hard work has replaced it, and it is difficult to find a gap if you want to slacken your efforts occasionally.Everyone buried their heads, half writing and half catching up on sleep, those who didn't want to learn also calmed down, and drifted meekly with the big waves for the last more than a hundred days.

For liberal arts students, mathematics and English are the main points, and few people will focus on Chinese subjects in the sprint stage.The Chinese teacher also acquiesced in the dead classroom atmosphere and students' non-attendance behavior. As long as it does not disturb the classroom discipline, he generally turns a blind eye.In today's most boring test paper explanation class, everyone was rarely active. I don't know which point I said touched their nerves, and there was a faint commotion among the classmates.

Cai Chang felt strange and asked, "What are you discussing?"

No one dared to stand out the first time, but Huang Chenyu said it the second time.

"Teacher, look at the rightmost idiom in the second line of the word form question." He smiled narrowly.

Cai Chang: "Let me see, what is it?"

Someone couldn't help showing him and other students who didn't know where they were going: "Looking for fish!"

Hearing the two names at the same time, Yuan Mu put down his pen for the math finale.

Cai Chang laughed loudly: "Really, it's in our class."

"What?" Yuan Mu asked Yu Xiuxi in the middle.

Yu Xiuxi leaned closer and whispered: "The real paper of [-]."

"where--"

"It's from our city."

"Thank you."

Yuan Mu pulled out the test paper from the document collection bag, and found that it was the one he did absent-mindedly at the beginning.

[Baby Yuan Mu, come and cheer for me! 】

As if the words could burn the eyes, he touched the fingers one by one, and he covered the high-spirited and wanton handwriting with the palm of his hand.

"We have just encountered this idiom now, and it often appears in the analysis questions. You can extract it and record it. Then I will ask a classmate to explain the correct meaning of Yuanmu Qiuyu. How about the rightmost one in the second row." Cai Chang looked over pointedly and smiled, thinking he was very humorous.

Yuan Mu froze: "I won't."

"Huh? The word Yuan has been tested many times in the classical Chinese section."

The eyes of the whole class were glued to him. He sat very straight, but he didn't get up, and he didn't raise his head to respond to anyone.

When the atmosphere fell into an embarrassing situation of silence, there was a sound of wooden chairs rubbing against the ground in the back row, and all eyes were attracted there again.Qiu Yu bowed her waist and bent her knees, held the back of the chair and turned it away a little, before standing upright with her head held high.

Standing tall at first glance, it seemed to be besieged by crowds of searchlights. Qiu Yu thought it was funny, but when he caught a glimpse of the only one who didn't look back, he thought it was not funny.

"Hey, another answer is also appropriate." Cai Chang smoothed things over for himself, "Qiu Yu, tell me."

Yuan Mu crumpled the test paper.

"A person tries to get what he desires, but he goes to the wrong person in the wrong direction." Qiu Yu said loudly.

Yuan Mu broke the water-based pen in his hand.

Before she blurted out, Qiu Yu considered the result—it should be said that it was the consequence. In short, it would not be very good, or even bad.But he didn't have time to carefully and concretely measure the harm that this sentence might cause Yuan Mu, so that the moment the only person who didn't look back finally turned back, Qiu Yu suddenly felt a pain, regretting that he had done something wrong.

Under Yuan Mu's red-eyed but expressionless gaze, Qiu Yu slowly sat back in the chair.

With lowered eyebrows and eyes, Yuan Mu tidied up the messy desk in an orderly manner, with his palms full of red ink, he walked out of the classroom in full view of everyone, clutching the broken scroll.

Liu Qiuyu alone smacked all the anger and hatred in his gaze just now.And he should be a madman, but he became very happy.Hate, it's good to hate, it's only fair that you hate me too.

The red ink couldn't be washed off, so Yuan Mu simply turned off the faucet outside the cafeteria and rubbed it vigorously.It was cold and snowy, and my hands were red and swollen. I didn't know which part was dirty and which part was frostbite.

One by one, the finger joints are a little whiter.Yuan Mu raised his head, it was snowing in the sky.It is the kind of snow that makes a crisp sound when it falls on the coat and hat.Since he could remember, this winter was the first time he saw snow.It happened to be this winter.

The author says:

I saw the message, and I am very, very sorry for letting this friend spend a lot of time on the update, and I am very grateful to this friend for his sincere words.After that, I will make a new trade-off between writing and completing life tasks, and try my best to ensure the frequency and quality of updates.Chasing serialization is inherently valuable and hard work. Because of my limited level, I can't let everyone get a good reading experience. I have always been very guilty and powerless.I will redouble my efforts to balance, I am super grateful for your tolerance and understanding before, and I wish you a happy life every day and don't worry about small things.