not brilliant

Jing Can gripped the pen holder tighter and tighter, until the lines on the surface of the pen holder formed a groove in his palm, suddenly a pair of hands covered his hand, and opened his fingers one by one.

He Pingyi put the pen holder into the bag for Jing Can, fixed his eyes and asked, "Where else do you want to go?

The stationery store has only one small window, and the sunlight does not come in much, but the sun is shining all over the earth outside. As a result, a sharp dividing line is formed at the entrance of the stationery store.He Pingyi was standing in such a place where light and darkness meet, even his eyes were divided into two halves.

For a moment, Jing Can was bewitched by He Pingyi's eyes, and the image of the hot pot restaurant on the corner of the street already appeared in his mind - every time he passed by, he could smell the aroma of hot pot, it seemed to be always hot inside, and the faces of people coming in and out There is always a very flamboyant smile on his face.

I want to eat hot pot.

But maybe it was because the sunlight on that side was a bit glaring, He Pingyi blinked uncontrollably.It was just that moment, and Jing Can's rationality took advantage of the loophole.

"You should go home, it's time to eat."

After he finished speaking, He Pingyi looked at him and didn't answer.

It wasn't until Jing Can couldn't stand the silence and He Ping's eyes full of words, and asked him begging for mercy: "What do you think I am doing?"

"What do you say?"

Jing Can couldn't speak, He Pingyi suddenly raised an arm, took his arm, and led him out of the shop with big strides.After dragging him to the side of the little eDonkey, He Pingyi continued: "Jing Can, you can tell what you like or don't like, don't keep holding it in."

After a pause of two seconds, he added: "At least with me, you don't need to be embarrassed."

After He Pingyi said this, he turned around and started the electric car on his own.At this moment, Jing Can thought that He Pingyi really wanted to follow what he said just now and go home for dinner.Obviously he was the one who asked He Pingyi to go home just now, but for some reason, seeing that He Pingyi was about to leave, Jing Can still felt a strong sense of regret.Seeing that He Pingyi had already boarded the trolley, the most that Jing Can could do to stop him was to grab the backrest of the electric scooter to prevent him from leaving.

Of course, He Pingyi didn't intend to really leave. Feeling the artificial resistance, he showed a small smile towards the street ahead, then quickly restrained himself, adjusted his expression, and turned his head.

"what?"

He pretended to be serious, but Jing Can didn't doubt it at all.Under He Pingyi's gaze, Jing Can let go of her hand, and because she was nervous, the other hand pinched the plastic bag full of stationery and made a hissing sound.

"I want to eat hot pot, why don't we go to eat hot pot." As if afraid that he would reject her, Jing Can hurriedly added, "I invite you."

He Pingyi looked at his face for two seconds, then pinched the brake.He raised his hand, caressed Jing Can's face lazily, and smiled: "It's not too bad."

This month's vacation should be the most tiring but also the most impressive vacation Jing Can has had since she came to No. [-] Middle School.His emotions went through ups and downs like a roller coaster. He made a very important decision. He found that the time with He Pingyi was the most at ease. He and He Pingyi went to school with a smell of hot pot, and then Most of the evening self-study, he was staring at the pen holder full of pens in a daze.He thought of He Pingyi telling him "I can't even buy it", he thought of the little orange cat he met in the stationery store, he thought of He Pingyi squatting on the ground, holding the light spot.When it came to the last evening self-study, Jing Can could no longer suppress the thoughts in her heart.He took out a notebook, turned to a blank page, and drew a picture with a water pen.

But He Pingyi, who was sitting in another classroom, was not so leisurely. He copied his homework non-stop all night, and at the last night of self-study, he looked at the big Chinese question with a lot of words, and then carefully understood it. After looking at Wang Xiaowei's inconsistent answer, he flicked his pen: "Forget it, I won't copy the big questions."

"Have you finished copying other subjects?" Wang Xiaowei asked.

"I'm done copying." He Pingyi stacked up the papers scattered on the table and stamped them together.

"Oh yes, I haven't asked you yet, is Jing Can okay?"

The hand that was moving was paused, and He Pingyi shook his head lightly: "It's okay."

"That's good," Wang Xiaowei looked at He Pingyi's expression and said, "But he was a little scary yesterday."

"Is it scary?" He Pingyi said quickly, "It's not scary, he was just in a bad mood at the time."

It's strange, even though he has known Wang Xiaowei for a longer time, when he heard Wang Xiaowei's harmless words, he still wanted to protect Jing Can eccentrically.

"Oh," Wang Xiaowei saw that He Pingyi kept lowering his eyes, as if he didn't want to discuss this matter with himself, so he stopped asking further questions, "Anyway, it's fine. But I'm not talking about you, you're a bit of a bully, If you don’t do any homework at all, you’ll catch up with the teacher in charge and collect your homework today, why don’t you still be alive and kicking here?”

"Okay." He Pingyi couldn't get used to this villain's success, "You didn't copy mine less, and your writing is the most reliable this time, don't write ten questions like before. Four mistakes, I feel sorry for my little pen."

It's still new.

"Don't worry, you are absolutely guaranteed to be correct this time."

Wang Xiaowei has always been a braggart, so He Pingyi said what he said, and he didn't hold much hope for him.Unexpectedly, the head teacher rushed into the classroom angrily the next day and smashed an eraser.

He Pingyi exclaimed in his heart, tilted his body, and asked Wang Xiaowei in a low voice without moving his lips: "What's wrong?"

Wang Xiaowei approached him in the same gesture, mumbling: "I don't know."

"Everyone whose name is called stand up for me." The class teacher pressed his temple hard, and then unfolded a page.

"Guo Shuqi, Li Quanbai..."

Seeing a few students standing up tremblingly, He Ping was dumbfounded, and said sarcastic words: "The death list."

"He Pingyi!"

I don't know if it's because He Pingyi is being affectionate, but he feels that when the class teacher pronounced his name, he gave him an extra stare.

"I'll go..." He Pingyi didn't know why he was being carried to stand up, and he muttered to himself while getting up, saying that the only undisciplined thing he did recently was probably copying his homework.But he copied the homework and changed a few answers on purpose, so as not to be discovered...

He stood up puzzled, and turned his head to look at Wang Xiaowei - this man glanced around at the people who had already stood up, his face turned pale.

Look at this guilty conscience, there are probably problems with the homework.

"You guys are so sleepy that you don't know what time it is, do you? It's the third year of high school, and you buy the answer for me? May I ask you, is this something a high school student can do? If the answer is wrong, you will give me one by one. I copied it, are you crazy or am I crazy? Huh? Do you know that the college entrance examination is still a few months away?" The head teacher was obviously dizzy with anger, and he kept lighting a person in the air with one hand Head, "You, you are still in the experimental class? Are you ashamed? Huh? Are you ashamed? The students in the experimental class buy the answer! No one will believe you if you tell it! Why, is it true that our experimental class can only get in and out? You have no fear? If you If you don’t want to stay any longer, I’ll go to the school leaders to make suggestions, and let me go!”

He Pingyi: "..."

No wonder this person said yesterday that the accuracy rate is guaranteed.

I only hate that he still thinks too highly of Wang Xiaowei.

Although yesterday's hot pot was supposed to be mildly spicy, it's probably because she hasn't eaten such a spicy food for a long time, and Jing Can's stomach has been feeling uncomfortable since last night.He raised his hand and asked the teacher for leave, and came out to go to the toilet.Walking to the stairs, I saw a row of people standing at the door of class 21.

The originally hurried steps stopped suddenly, Jing Can took two steps back to confirm that she was not mistaken.From left to right, the row of people was taller than each other, and the one on the far left was He Pingyi.

Jing Can turned ninety degrees on the spot, took two steps forward, and stopped again.It's not good, just go to other classes during class time, and you can't call out in front of the quiet classroom. Jing Can is hesitating how to get He Pingyi to notice her, but He Pingyi seems to have a heart-to-heart. Noticing the figure here, he turned to look at him.

Looking at each other, the two of them moved closer to each other. He Pingyi didn't speak until the distance between them was enough to support the transmission of the whisper, "What's wrong with you?"

Jing Can thought for a while, and said rigorously, "I should ask you this."

After finishing speaking, Jing Can suddenly remembered that their math teacher was very angry in the class today and said that some students in other classes collectively bought the answers and copied the wrong answers exactly, and warned them not to do such stupid things. .

Jing Can didn't really believe that He Pingyi would do such...unintelligent things, so when she spoke, she hesitated: "You won't...buy the answer, right?"

The voice became lower and lower, until the volume of the last modal particle seemed to be blown away by the wind.

"I don't have one." He Pingyi flatly denied, "With that money, I might as well buy you your little tomato."

……

"Bought by Wang Xiaowei, this is a scam. I copied his homework yesterday. Who would have thought that this guy would buy the answers and buy the wrong one. I suspect that our head teacher is fishing for law enforcement. I copied all night in vain. "

Although being fined to stand was a miserable thing, Jing Can couldn't help but laughed after hearing He Pingyi's words.

"Laughing? Still laughing? Who am I copying Wang Xiaowei's homework for?"

After being knocked on the head, Jing Can still didn't react immediately, she raised her head and asked, "Because of whom?"

He Pingyi was at a loss for words, put one hand on his waist, swung his head from side to side twice, and asked a series of questions: "Who did I take to drive a go-kart? Who did I accompany to get my hair cut? Who did I accompany to buy a pen and eat hot pot?" "

Jing Can froze for a moment, then realized that He Pingyi had no time to do homework because he was with her all the time during those two days.

He Pingyi was originally joking with Jing Can, he was the one who offered to take Jing Can to the go-kart, and he also took the initiative to find Jing Can yesterday, how could he really feel that Jing Can took up his time.Unexpectedly, Jing Can blinked at him and said, "Oh...I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry." He Pingyi patted Jing Can's dull head dumbfoundingly, "I'm just kidding, I don't write much about this kind of holiday homework, it has nothing to do with you."

Even if He Pingyi said so, Jing Can still attributed more than half of the responsibility for He Pingyi's standing punishment to himself.After returning to the classroom, he felt very guilty when he thought of He Ping standing outside in the cold weather.He looked out the window frequently, trying to see He Pingyi, but no matter how much he stretched his neck, it was futile.After much difficulty, when the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Jing Can took out one of the thickest notebooks from the desk, and ran to the door of He Pingyi's classroom.

Wang Xiaowei saw him first and greeted him warmly.Jing Can responded, then turned her gaze to He Pingyi who was standing beside him.

"Here you are." Jing Can handed the notebook to He Pingyi.

He Ping didn't understand why, but he still took it first: "Why give me this?"

"If you're tired from standing, just sit secretly for a while later."

He Pingyi: "..."

Wang Xiaowei, who was watching the fun, hugged He Pingyi and laughed. He Pingyi threw him away, feeling that the breath he just mentioned was choking in his throat.

"The thickest notebook I gave you, you won't catch a cold." Seeing his unhappy face, Jing Can said quickly, "It's tiring to stand all morning, so don't be embarrassed. I..."

Jing Can pointed to her class: "I'll go first."

He Pingyi watched Jing Can run away, and laughed out of anger. He took the notebook and slapped his palm twice, and nodded his head twice at the back.

Sometimes stuffing the plane, sometimes stuffing the notebook, Jing Can has always had a way when it comes to embarrassing him.

Wang Xiaowei owed so much, he stretched out his hand to grab his book, He Pingyi reacted quickly and pulled him away, "Go aside, I will use it later."

"Tch, then I'll get a book to pad my butt. I can't let you sit by yourself."

His ears became quiet, He Pingyi rested his arms on the railing of the corridor, unintentionally flipping through the notebook Jing Can gave him.Among the blank papers that were quickly slid across, there was a drawing on it that was particularly eye-catching.He Pingyi didn't see it clearly, so he brought the notebook closer, flipped through it again, and went to find the painting.

The painting shows the back of a person squatting on the ground, with a little orange cat beside him, staring at the little sun on the hand of the person in the painting.

He Pingyi hooked the corners of his lips, thinking that the painting was so beautiful, why didn't he even give him a straight face.

The lower right corner of the book is signed, and next to the word "Jing Can", there is also a Q-version profile picture that looks a bit dumbfounded.It is the same series as what He Pingyi saw on the post-it note on the refrigerator door back then.

He Pingyi put his thumb on the little head, rubbing it back and forth.Miraculously, in the cold wind, He Ping felt in a trance, as if he could already touch that soft heart.