See you on the rooftop

"We don't care if you usually go out to eat, but that's during class time, what a shame!"

The director of the Academic Affairs Office visited Class [-] of Senior Three again. He never imagined that these two students would dare to run out and climb over the wall under the surveillance cameras during class time.

There is no camera on the other side of the wall, and the scene on the other side of the wall cannot be captured. However, the Office of Academic Affairs has investigated the surveillance cameras hanging on the small street at the back door, and it can be seen that the two people took a taxi and walked one after the other. Know what to do.

Wishing is in the front row, Yuan Yao is in the back row.

The two tall guys were huddled on the seat like this, and they were trained to be expressionless.

Wishing looked even more pitiful, the fine bangs on his forehead were stuck to his forehead one by one by the rain, he shook his head, remembering that when he was a child, he ran to the yard to turn the umbrella when it rained, his clothes were soaked, and he returned My mother saw the beating.

The homeroom teacher was impatient, knowing that Wishing followed him, he helped to defend and said: "Director, they also came back to class on time, look at this, why don't we postpone the process?"

Several teachers came from the Academic Affairs Office, and they were lowering their heads to deduct the conduct points of these two people from the roster.

The director glanced at them and sternly said: "They violated the record! Which student can blatantly run out of the office during class time, afraid that the teacher won't see it?!"

"Hey, what's the matter..." Bai Tiao lifted the book to cover half of his face, kicked Shu Jingyi, "Shu Jingyi, you must know the inside story!"

Shu Jingyi sighed, and said in a low voice: "Don't talk nonsense. I really don't know. It's just that I haven't seen Yuan Yao be so anxious. I thought something big happened, so I panicked."

Bai Tiao glared at the director of the Academic Affairs Office, and said angrily: "Really, there is no end to return. Write a self-criticism. I am familiar with this matter, and I still have a template, so I can copy it for the two of them."

Shu Jingyi kicked back: "You shut up."

The homeroom teacher hurriedly took a look at Yuan Yao who couldn't make a sound with half a stick, and was still protecting the calf: "But Yuan Yao really has something to do at home, so he goes to..."

"Teacher," Yuan Yao interrupted her, "I accept the handling. It is indeed my fault. After class, I will come to the Academic Affairs Office to accept the handling."

The implication is that this has nothing to do with making a wish, so he doesn't have to go to the office.

Wishing slightly stunned, he raised his hand and said, "I'll go too."

Yuan Yao felt that there was a cloud of anger rushing around in his chest, and he only hated that he was standing and couldn't make a wish under the table.

The result of both of them taking care of the mess is to be notified and criticized.

Because the impact of high school students skipping classes during class time is too bad, the grade group can only reluctantly cut off the love, and let the two children go to the place where the playground climbs over the wall and stand until the evening self-study is over.

Bai Tiao also guessed correctly, and had to write two copies of the review. After finishing writing, he had to go to the radio station to read to the whole school during the break in the evening of the next day. Double copies of the review were posted on the grade bulletin board.

This is still a light treatment.

The grade leader said that considering that they are all adults and have self-esteem, there is no need to read the self-criticism at the school assembly.Wishing to think, children also have self-esteem.

On the night of the punishment station, I made a wish because I was afraid of the cold, so I was wrapped up tightly in three layers.

The playground was so quiet that only the reverberation of books in the teaching building remained.

There is a TV tower near the school. Standing in the corner of the playground, he can still see the multicolored light from the TV tower when he looks up. The sky is reflected purple and red, but this place is so dark.

He and Yuan Yao didn't stand next to each other, so he didn't have a chance to make small moves, so he stood against the wind and stared at Yuan Yao for two or three hours.Yuan Yao, who killed a thousand knives, was wearing less clothes but stood like a pine, with his head slightly tilted and silent, and it was not at all obvious that he was standing for punishment.

"Hey." Wishing called him, trying not to move his mouth.

The playground was facing the teaching east building, and the two extinct masters, the director of the academic affairs office and the grade group leader, were standing in the corridor watching them, their necks stretched out so long that they had to go to the astronomy club to borrow a telescope to observe them.

"Hush." ​​Yuan Yao said softly.

"……I'm boring."

The wishing volume was very low, and she moved towards Yuan Yao without any trace.The wind in winter night is the coldest, blowing into the bones every time.

Turning his face slightly, Yuan Yao raised the corners of his lips, smiled, and showed the AirPods hanging on the other ear to make a wish.Make a wish and give him a big roll of your eyes, no wonder you don't feel bored.

At night, the lighting in the playground is not strong enough, making a wish is in the bright place, Yuan Yao is in the dark, and they can't see each other's facial features clearly.

Wishing to make a wish, he was about to move a little further, when the dean of the Academic Affairs Office standing in the corridor of the east building waved his hand and shouted at them: "Why are you so close!"

Wishing to complain in a low voice: "What are you doing so close? What do you think I am doing? I am cold and speechless."

The distance was too far, and the two of them were chatting across servers, at odds with each other.

"Is it really that cold?"

Yuan Yao seemed to hear him swearing under his breath in the cold wind, and chuckled, the usually cold and hard outline softened a lot.With his smile, he made a wish and felt that he was saying: Is it really cold, do you want to touch me?

"Oh." Wishing again, he sneezed, "I will definitely have a fever tomorrow, and this familiar feeling has come again."

Yuan Yao hissed: "Don't talk nonsense."

"I don't care what you say." Xu Yuan turned his head and found that Yuan Yao was a little closer to him.What's the matter? I didn't move.

Wishing to lower his eyes, he focused all his attention on Yuan Yao's pair of snow-white sneakers. Sure enough, Yuan Yao was quietly moving his feet, moving towards him step by step.

Within 2 minutes, the two of them stood next to each other.

Wishing is a person who is afraid of teachers and parents, but he can still be brave at critical moments.He was worried that Yuan Yao would be scolded again, so he asked, "Will I be scolded?"

"Never mind, the playground is too cold." Yuan Yao smiled against the wind, his casual demeanor was completely different from his usual, "There is no rule that says you can't stand next to each other for punishment."

It was the first time I made a wish that it was so difficult to move my arms.

Yuan Yao wasn't standing side by side with him yet, but turned his body slightly, like a wall, blocking some wind blowing from the north for him.His arm was pressed against Yuan Yao's, his hand was cold, only the skin that was attached was warm.

The two directors in the corridor frantically waved and made gestures, signaling the two of them to stand far away.Yuan Yao looked to the other side as if he didn't see it.

The black eyes of the one who made the wish were very bright, and there was a guilty conscience in his tone: "I was seen."

He and Yuan Yao were doing things that were not allowed under the watchful eyes of everyone.There was a strange sense of taboo in the wishing heart, and he didn't feel any resistance.

"I see it when I see it, I don't want to take care of patients with fever anymore." Yuan Yao mocked.

Make a wish, this person's mouth is really hard, comparable to reinforced concrete.

He suddenly felt that it was good to lean on it like this. It seemed that he had stolen the time of standing punishment from Yuan Yao. He even hoped that the time of standing punishment would be longer, until the sun rose again and the winter night was long. sleepless.

Wishing that his body was really weak, he sneezed twice again, causing Yuan Yao to take off his school uniform jacket and throw it to him casually.

Holding the school uniform in his hand, he remembered that Yuan Yao took off his clothes like this when he just met.

Yuan Yao was also very proud and cold. After throwing away his coat, he raised his face and fearlessly looked at the two directors in the corridor of the teaching building.He pursed his thin lips tightly, showing no extra expression.

He only has a long-sleeved T-shirt with a base layer and fleece.

Wishing with a confused mind, he pushed Yuan Yao's arm back with his elbow, stretched out his fingers from the cuff, and touched Yuan Yao's exposed wrist behind the two of them. His fingertips followed the warm pulse, palm Rub up.

The playground was still very dark, only the beam of light was shining on the runway, and he didn't expect the teacher to see it, so he squeezed Yuan Yao's hand tightly, and then let go.

The palms are crispy and numb.

Yuan Yao was stunned for a second, and said, "What are you doing?"

"See if it's hot."

"Is it hot?"

"It didn't work out, I'll try again."

Wishing felt like he was taking advantage, he squeezed Yuan Yao's thick and warm hand, let it go and squeezed it several times, the two of them laughed together.

That day, wishing seemed to have the hardest armor.

He protects him from wind and rain, and prevents him from having nothing to rely on.

It's a pity that the consequence of becoming Iron Armored Little Treasure is to write another self-criticism.

It took a lot of time for the double-copy review of two people to become four. I made a wish and thought that Taobao would sell a writing machine that can help copy double-copy. I searched and found that the price can cover half a month's living expenses. Forget it anyway.

After the penalty station was over, Wishing went to the office alone with her schoolbag to find the head teacher, and asked if I could not inform my parents about this matter?

The head teacher said that the head of the grade had informed the parents to come to the school, but your mother seemed to say that she would come back when she was free.

Wishing and praying in the corridor with arms folded, the God Bodhisattva, the Jade Emperor, begged over and over again, his brows were knit together, and it was the first time that Yu Lanzhen had no time to talk to herself with such expectation.

Yuan Yao shouldn't have to worry about it, looking for his dad?

Can't even find anyone.

After returning home at night, Yu Lanzhen, who hadn't finished her vacation, was already waiting on the sofa.Tonight's supper is extraordinarily rich, and there are two glasses of oat milk, which is hot when I touch it with the back of my hand.

Listening to the situation described by the head teacher, Yu Lanzhen could probably guess the reason for Yuan Yao's lifeless running out, and felt pity again in her heart, and didn't mention the two children being punished at school.

Yuan Yao looked quite relaxed, and even put the Guangxi specialty that Yuan Xiangyang brought on the table, telling his uncles and aunts to eat, it was brought by his father.

Wishing stared at the little note "for Xiaoyuan" on the Yunpian Cake, recalled those boxes of labeled antipyretics, and thought that Yuan Yao was really just like his father.

After Yuan Yao went to take a bath, Yu Lanzhen dragged the wish to the kitchen, and said softly, "Is Xiao Yuan's father okay?"

"It's okay," Wishing urged her, "Mom, go and rest, we have to write a self-criticism."

Because the two had the same amount of tasks, Wishing simply took the paper and started to set up a stall on the coffee table in the living room, and also invited Yuan Yao to come over and write together, so that he could go to bed after writing.

Writing a review is all about talent.

Yuan Yao writes some nonsense words on the table without drafting them at all, that's called smooth and smooth, without blushing at all.But making a wish is miserable. Writing a self-criticism is something he can only do in junior high school. After holding back for half an hour, he only suffocated a few lines and mentioned "I was wrong" several times.

"This is not called a review, but an apology," Yuan Yao handed over the piece of paper he had finished writing, "Refer to mine? Or you can look it up online, don't waste time."

"My phone is with you." Wishing pointed to the only glowing object on the table, "I count to three, you have to give me your phone. One, two..."

Yuan Yao said while writing, "Right now."

"[-]:[-], [-]:[-]..." Wishing paused, holding Yuan Yao's wrist, as if begging him, "You don't give me face."

"Didn't this count to three?" Yuan Yao didn't stop writing, with a faint smile.

After a tiring day, his tired and lazy voice echoed in the living room, which was very pleasant to hear.

The wishing hand clasped his wrist, but he was still writing, leaning forward, the back of the wishing hand naturally touched the piece on Yuan Yao's chest.

Clothes that have been dried in the rain are hot and damp.

The skin under the clothes has the same temperature, as if some creature is waiting to break out of the cocoon.

Wishing to remember the white porridge he drank in the morning, he swallowed it down his throat, it was so hot that his heart ached.

Hold.

Is he teasing me?

Wishing to turn his face away, staring at Yuan Yao's vigorous writing, his eyes focused on that hand, thinking of the hands that were clasped tonight, he couldn't tell what it was like in his heart.

He just felt his heart beating faster, faster than ever before, as fast as an alarm clock with a bird hidden in it, and the bird kept popping out of the alarm clock, reporting the number of seconds, every second , every second, the beak screamed...

you like him.

you like him.

you like him.

The pen that was not held rolled down to the carpet of the coffee table, making a wish and his eyes widened.