After the rain

"You are too arrogant." Liu Xinrong looked to the back left to confirm that no one noticed, but she still reminded: "Hide, if Fang You sees it, the teacher will arrest you immediately. "

Fang You is the disciplinary committee member of their class. He was famous for making small reports in his first year of high school, and the points were deducted severely.If he takes a nap for a few seconds in class, if he sees him, he immediately takes out his notebook and scribbles, and after class, he will come to tell you with some educational meaning, his chin will almost go up to the sky, regardless of his posture Still the tone is very aggressive.

Of course, in his own words, this is called strictly urging the students to observe discipline, which is his duty.

It's also because the students in the class are too lazy to argue with him because they only care about their studies. If they encounter someone with a bad temper, they may just kick him over.

"Hmm." Song Qikun calmly sent another message, put away his phone and took out the textbook for the next class.

After the meeting, Shen Xin immediately called his younger brother, and after two rings, he got connected, "Where did you go?"

"how?"

"You can do it." He was talking from the beginning to the end of the meeting, and he poured a glass of water to moisten his throat, "Your class teacher called me."

"Oh."

"Come on, go back to school and talk to the teacher."

"You are so annoying." Shen Yan said.

"Yo." Shen Xin smiled, holding a particularly unbeatable tone, "You are the one who is annoying, what do you say?"

Shen Yan hung up the phone directly.

"Hiss, what a bad temper." Shen Xin gritted his teeth and muttered, sending a message to urge him to go to school.

Shen Yan made a full stop, and threw the movie ticket in his hand into the trash can.

Seeing Song Qikun and Liu Xinrong enter the teaching building this morning, he turned around and left the school gate.I took the bus for half an hour and got off at a random stop. I wandered two streets aimlessly. I passed by a cinema and went in to buy a movie ticket for the 10:30 show.

Song Qikun sent another call request at this time, and he pressed to answer.

"Where are you?" Song Qikun sounded anxious.

"Central Commercial Plaza."

"What are you doing there?"

"Watching a movie." Although I didn't see it.

"..." Song Qikun was speechless.

Shen Yan just held the phone to his ear, walked into a milk tea shop, and ordered a cup of double-sugar original pearl milk tea, "Do you want to drink it? I'll bring you a cup."

"Do not……"

"Drink?"

"Less sugar and ice, thanks."

"it is good."

Shen Yan took the bus back to school, but Song Ye blocked him at the door and took him to the office.

"Sign." Song Ye handed him the form and said, "Your brother has sent me the certification materials, and he has passed the grade. You can sign here and you won't have to participate in military training."

"Yes." Shen Yan took the pen.

Beyond Song Ye's expectations, Shen Yan's handwriting is very good-looking. On the basis of standard block letters, he has written his own style of writing. The strokes are regular and structured, and it can be seen that he has worked hard.

He couldn't help boasting, "The writing is really good."

Shen Yan didn't say a word.

"If you don't have military training, you still have to come to the school. Come to me every day to sign in." Song Ye put the form in the file bag and said, "After the textbooks are distributed tonight, you can read the books in advance. It doesn't matter if you didn't learn well before. High school is new. Let’s start. Of course, if you don’t want to be in the classroom, you can go to the side of the playground to watch their military training, as long as you don’t leave the school, you can go anywhere.”

"Ah."

Song Ye said: "Leave a phone number for me, and you can also remember mine, so that I won't find you next time."

After coming out of the office just after class, Shen Yan went to deliver milk tea to Song Qikun.

The two stood in the corridor, leaning against the wall and drinking milk tea side by side.

It took 30 minutes to go back to school from the central commercial plaza, and I was delayed in Song Ye's office for a while. The ice cubes in the milk tea had almost melted, and a layer of water vapor had condensed on the outside of the plastic cup.

"Why don't you answer the phone or reply to the message?" Song Qikun chewed on the pearl, "Don't tell me to mute the phone, I don't believe it."

"Then what do you believe?" Shen Yan asked.

"Huh? What do you believe?"

"I'll answer whatever you believe in." Shen Yan was serious.

Dare to say.

Song Qikun squinted at him, bit the straw and raised his eyebrows, "I hate me and don't want to talk to me, I believe this, you answer."

Shen Yan: "..."

Classes start at 01:30 in the afternoon. Song Ye and Wang Zhiyun put their timetables together, and whoever has no class will go home and cook. If it is too late, they can solve it in the cafeteria or outside.

As for Song Qikun, he basically ate at school if he was too lazy to run back and forth.

If the cafeteria is early and crowded, there are only some unpopular dishes left. After weighing the two, most students resolutely choose the former.

Song Qikun belongs to the latter.One is that he doesn't want to be crowded, and the other is that he is not picky about food, as long as he can eat.

There is no need to choose today, he and Shen Yan went out to eat.

The fast food restaurant on the side of the road costs eight yuan for one meat and two vegetables. The chef probably belongs to the same area, and the taste of the food is not much different from that of the cafeteria.

Song Qikun took a sip of the sauerkraut soup, which made him choke twice. He quickly unscrewed the bottle cap and drank his saliva, "It's so salty!"

Shen Yan hooked the corner of his lower lip.

"Why are you laughing?" Song Qikun's eyes were sharp.

Shen Yan's face froze, and he immediately sat upright, like a primary school student who is afraid of being questioned by the teacher.

"Let me ask you." Song Qikun said, "If we exchanged ideas today, you couldn't find me, I didn't answer your calls, and I didn't reply to your messages. How would you feel?"

Shen Yan didn't dare to think about it, and had a good attitude: "I was wrong, and I promise there will be no next time."

Song Qikun choked, and explained: "I don't want you to apologize, and you don't have to promise me anything. I'm just... worried about you."

The series of information contained in the phone call between Song Ye and Shen Yan's parents this morning was unfamiliar and complicated to him, and it was difficult for him to restrain his wild thoughts.

How did you hurt your foot?Why don't you apply for a training exemption and run out alone?There is also the phrase "these two years have been seen by doctors for nothing", what diseases need to be seen for two years?Is it okay now...

He cared, cared a lot.

But I can't ask.

Everyone has their own secrets. It is human nature to want to pry, and it is polite and respectful to stop.

Song Qikun vaguely felt that he was about to step on that line, the soles of his feet were hanging in the air, and whether to move forward or backward could only be decided by time.

Shen Yan glanced at his expression, then quickly lowered his eyes, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry."

"What apology again?" Song Qikun didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"make you worry."

"...It's good that you're fine, no need to apologize."

Shen Yan remained silent, obviously not agreeing with this statement.

Song Qikun sighed and said, "It's okay, let's eat."

On Tuesday morning, a flag-raising ceremony will be held during the break between classes, and half of the square is occupied by the sophomores and seniors.

After the flag is raised, the process begins.First, the vice principal gave a brief report on the results of last week's work and this week's work content, then the director of the moral education department read out the list of students who were punished last week, and finally the principal awarded certificates of merit to the students who achieved excellent results in the opening examination.

The scope of rewards is mainly the first in single subject scores and the first in total scores.

Shen Yan was sitting in the classroom playing with his mobile phone, and heard Song Qikun's name four times in a row. He clicked on WeChat and sent the other party a "Congratulations" emoji.

But Song Qikun didn't bring his mobile phone, so he should have to go home at night to see it.

After school in the morning and evening, it was still a threesome, and Shen Yan continued to hitch a ride with Song Qikun.A few days passed, and he and Liu Xinrong were able to communicate relatively freely.

"You also have cats?" Liu Xinrong said with a happy face, "What breed and what's its name?"

"Orange cat, it's called milk tea." Shen Yan held Song Qikun's school uniform steady with one hand, and held the steaming steamed bun with the other hand, took a bite of the bun skin and swallowed it quickly, squeezed out the fragrant meat stuffing and ate it all, and then Eat leftover bun skins.

Song Qikun couldn't understand his way of eating the skin and stuffing separately.

"It's so destined!" Liu Xinrong's eyes widened, "My cat's name is Pearl, and pearl milk tea is a perfect match!"

Shen Yan poked Song Qikun with his finger, "Pearl?"

"Yes." Song Qikun turned over the old account, "It was the pearl that you ignored when I told you about it. It was an English short."

Shen Yan decided not to talk to him, and turned to Liu Xinrong, "How old is it?"

"One and a half years old, where's your milk tea?"

"More than two years old." Shen Yan said.

They then had a series of questions and answers about pearls and milk tea, and finally settled on an idea for the two little ones to meet on Sunday.

Song Qikun imagined the scene and looked forward to it very much.

12. Package

The scorching heat that had lasted through the entire summer dissipated a little due to the arrival of autumn, but after the first autumn rain, it counterattacked with humid heat and warmed up, making the students during the military training miserable.

"I'm going to be useless, please burn three sticks of incense for me on the day of the next year, brother." Duan Zheng hid in the shade of a tree and ate the ice cream that the instructor bought as a treat. The sleeves of his summer clothes moved up because of this action, Show the black and white dividing line on the arm.

"I'll just scatter your ashes in the temple." Xie Junwen was bored, and gave him a blank look. "Every day someone burns it for you, and it's more than three sticks."

"Then I'm still alive." Duan Zheng finished the remaining ice cream in two or three bites, raised his hand and threw the stick into the trash can, "I don't dare to be worshiped by thousands of people."

Class 16 next to them was still standing in a military posture with the scorching sun above their heads, and the instructor interspersed with them, sternly shouting "Stand up straight" and cursing "Did you move?" Shocked with fright, he fainted in an instant.

The instructor turned his head resentfully, "Take a break for 2 minutes!"

"It's so fucking ruthless." Duan Zheng sighed, at this moment, he suddenly didn't feel so upset about the two points he missed in the test. If he pressed the line and entered class 16, he would lose his skin if he didn't die.

Xie Junwen didn't pay attention here at all, but looked at