idea of ​​vision

National Day is here, and the school has a five-day holiday. Correspondingly, there are five days of homework. My parents went out for a trip. I said that the homework is heavy, so I didn’t go. It’s because I’m tired enough at ordinary times. I just want to lie at home and touch fish, play with the computer, and travel. Such high-intensity activities are not suitable for me.

And they are enough together, I think I am quite redundant.

It seemed a bit empty at home with only one person. I turned on the TV to spread the sound of the TV in the room, but I always felt a little upset, and it was difficult to concentrate on homework.I want to invite Zihan to do my homework. Before that, she has always passed my house three times but never entered. In my impression, when there are people around me, she is always hesitant to speak. I don't want her to have any unpleasant experience, so try my best to avoid this embarrassing situation.

It happened that the family was not here today, presumably she would not refuse.

She came to me during the self-study that night, her eyes were full of sadness and loneliness, and told me that our mutual friend had neglected her, and she felt embarrassed about school life.The rare times we didn't tease each other, I just listened and told her I was having a hard time too, because that's what life is all about.

I seldom think hard. My life is going to and from get out of class every day, studying and talking with friends. In the morning when I go to school, I will walk with a group of strangers. and icy masks.People who are forced to go to school and work early in the morning often wear such a tired look.My irritability sometimes comes to the fore, making me want to yell or spit out the anguish in my heart.

Zihan gave me the initial impression of being cold. Every time she greeted me, she didn’t show much to me. Later, I realized that it was because she didn’t remember my face at all. This shocked me a bit. So I was so insignificant in her heart ?At first this really caught my attention, she has hair that can be tied up, she has a handsome figure, and her facial expression is a bit stiff, but her face is soft and gentle, always sitting there like a cat , I don’t know what unfathomable questions I’m thinking about.

Later, due to chance, the two of them interacted more and more, and I realized that she was not what she was at the beginning. She was cold and hard because she resisted contacting too many people. Guess what other people want, so as not to cause some unpleasantness and trouble, although this is really energy-consuming.

I am a bit envious to say that, if she directly refuses crowded scenes and contacts with many people like her, it will definitely save energy. One of the goals of life is to save energy. Life is not easy. My energy is not abundant by nature. Get tired easily.

The call was connected smoothly, "Hey, there is no one in my house, come and play, and you can do your homework or something."

Her voice was heard on the other end of the phone, "Okay, I'll go right away."

My desk couldn’t fit, so I moved some books on the desk to make room for it. It’s crowded when two people write together, and my elbows will fight.

"How to do this question?" She pointed, and I saw that this question happened to be in the blind spot of my knowledge, so I deliberately skipped it, "I don't know how to do it either."

"It's okay, wait until the last day and go to the group to copy the answers." Zihan said.After encountering an obstacle she couldn't break through in her study, she chose to escape. She let go of the pen, lay down, and began to rest.

All I could see was her stuffed animal head, which was a little too cute.After all, my grades were a little better than hers, and it was me who proposed to study. I couldn't lie down so early, so I persisted for a while, and finally gave up.

"Wake up, let's go play." I patted her on the head.

"Go out to play?"

I have a basketball at home. I said I was enthusiastic and passionate when I was in elementary school and junior high school. I almost joined the school team. I took out a ball that I hadn’t touched for a long time, and it was deflated. Zihan pressed the ball, I pumped it up, the ball swelled up, and finally the valve was fixed.

Two people were playing on the court in the community, the ball bounced off the ground, and the force of the ball was transmitted from my palm. I could shoot very smoothly, but Zihan was still a beginner, and the palm of the hand always seemed to be inconsistent with the ball when shooting the ball. Coordination, I mainly throw the ball to her to play.

I started to attack and let her guard me, I was just recovering, I couldn't handle the ball very well, and the ball was just taken from me. "I thought you were amazing." She said proudly.

"Then what about this time?" I moved, it looked like I was heading to the left, but actually I was rushing to the right, and I broke through her defense line.

She seemed a little disappointed, and we started pitching practice, "Did you see that circle? If you get closer and hit that circle, you can hit a hundred shots."

Then I demonstrated and the ball went in. She dodged a bit. I know that beginners are afraid of the ball. Only if you are afraid of the ball will you be hit by the ball.If you are not afraid of the ball, you will only catch it when you see the ball coming hard.

Fear is not a good emotion. People who are afraid of water will never learn to swim well, and if they are not afraid of water, they will not sink if they relax.It seems that everything has an echo, and when you think something is scary, it really is.

"Don't be afraid, when you see the ball coming, catch it with both hands, return it to your arms a little bit, and ease the intensity."

I watched her go down and shoot.

After exercising, we sat on stone chairs.The texture of the stone is hard. "I'm so thirsty, go buy some water."

"One person is enough, you go. I will go next time." Zihan replied.

"I don't know when the next time is, okay, I'll go."

I went to run errands. After all, the other party was a customer. I went to buy mineral water. After the water entered my throat, it felt moist.

Zihan was drinking water, raised his head and drank most of the water in his hand in one go, the delicate Adam's apple in his throat moved as he swallowed, his sweat-drenched hair stained his temples, and sweat dripped down.

Soon it was noon. "Eat it at my house. Although I can't cook it, we can order takeaway."

I have been doing this for the past few days, and occasionally I got interested in making fried rice, but because I accidentally added seasoning, it tasted weird, so I had to throw it away. "

"Okay. I can do it for you."

It feels like going back to my childhood, playing house with my friends, setting up a lot of toy pots and pans and making meals, but we are not children at this time, and we are facing real daily necessities.

When we got home, we found that the refrigerator was almost out of stock, and it was not enough to support a meal. In addition, we might fail to cook and starve, so we ordered takeaway, turned on our mobile phones to find nearby businesses, and finally chose Ordered an unhealthy fried chicken combo.

Turn on the TV, "You can watch what you want." I said, "You can choose." "It's okay, as long as you're happy." Persuasion, so I chose a show she likes to watch. I started watching from the middle, but I couldn't catch the plot, so I could only ask some stupid questions.I finally caught up with the rhythm of the show.

After watching TV, it's time for lunch break.Every now and then I get sleepy.

I made up the guest room and went to my bedroom.Today may be due to sports, although sleepy but a little excited, I couldn't sleep for a while.I changed my posture, and suddenly there was a knock on the door. It turned out to be Zihan. She hugged the pillow timidly, and asked me a little timidly, "Can we sleep together?"

I'm not used to sleeping with her, I only have the impression that I would sleep with my playmates when I was very young, but for her, I don't want to refuse, seeing her already showing a lost look because of my hesitation, I think she If she had cat-like ears, she probably would have drooped down a long time ago. I watched her rich expression and came back to my senses, I said. "Ok, Ok."

I don’t even need to give up my seat. I always sleep half of the seat. It seems that when I was younger, I heard a book saying that this way can summon love. I tried it out of curiosity, but nothing happened, and I didn’t have any luck. They came to me, but this habit was dropped.She climbed onto the bed tremblingly. I was really afraid that she would accidentally fall down, so I took protective actions at any time and planned to give her a hand at any time.

After sleeping for a while, she suddenly held my hand. I didn't mean to object, just pull it, what can I do if I hold my hand, I just think she might be acting like a baby, maybe this is the way she expresses her feelings, Sleeping with friends hand in hand, I feel like I’m back to my childhood, and my palms warm up quickly under the covers, "If I sweat, please remind me. I’ll take your hands away." "Okay." I think this will definitely sweat Yes, I don't mind Zihan sweating, but I don't mind my sweat getting on the other party's hands.

In fact, I don't like being touched by others, nor do I like others touching my own things. In the past, some classmates came to play at home and took up my desk, which would cause me to be autistic for a long time. It's not impolite to say that it's my stuff, you can't touch that kind of words.I don’t do this when facing Zihan, because I always feel that if I show a little bit of impatience or unhappiness, she will run away like she used to turn a blind eye to me. I don’t want to see this, and I don’t want to see her lose expression.

Like a frightened bird, I shook her hand and fell asleep.

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