not brilliant

On Monday morning, Jing Can got up early relying on her biological clock, sat at the desk in the living room and read a book for a while, and when the time was almost up, she got up and was ready to go out.

Speaking of which, in fact, He Pingyi didn't specifically make an appointment with Jing Can to pick him up from school every day.But after the first time, the two of them seemed to have made an agreement by default. Jing Can would go out at the same time, and as soon as he stood outside the gate, he could see the end of the road. He Pingyi was riding a small electric scooter. , from far to near.

Jing Can would stare in that direction every time, until He Pingyi stopped beside him and said, "Good morning."

For Jing Can, every person and thing is from unfamiliarity to habit.The same is true for He Pingyi's appearance.

"What did you do on the weekend?"

"Go to the supermarket with my mother." Sitting in the back seat, Jing Can has now adapted to the posture of leaning slightly and shouting at He Pingyi who is in front.

"Going to the supermarket? Coincidentally, I did too. You've been shopping in the supermarket for two days?" Without paying attention to the change of the signal light, He Pingyi suddenly came to a sudden stop.Jing Can was suddenly hit by inertia, and her face hit He Pingyi's back.

"Wrong, wrong," He Pingyi turned around, and quickly admitted his mistake, "I was distracted, I didn't see that the light was about to change. Didn't you knock it?"

Jing Can quickly shook her head.He Pingyi's frame is relatively wide, and he is not the thin body type that is popular nowadays. If he had to describe it, it should be the most similar to the one sketched by a fashion designer.

Soft, powerful, warm... Even though she straightened her body in a panic, so many adjectives appeared in Jing Can's mind at the same time.He glanced up, met He Pingyi's concerned gaze, and immediately felt the cheeks that had just touched He Pingyi heat up rapidly, affecting the roots of his ears and neck.In embarrassment, Jing Can put his hands in the pockets of his school uniform to seek stability, and accidentally touched two cool objects with his fingers. Hands gathered together, gently clenched.

This time is the peak time for students to arrive at the school.Jing Can followed He Pingyi to park the car, keeping her hands in her pockets and sneaking glances at the people around her.He Pingyi was only focused on locking the car and didn't notice his small movements, so after straightening up, He Pingyi was taken aback by the mango that suddenly appeared in front of him.He looked at Jing Can along the arm holding the mango, Jing Can looked into his eyes seriously, and said slowly: "Here."

Before He Pingyi could speak, Jing Can stuffed the mango into his hand and squeezed past him.

"Hey, wait a minute..." Seeing that this person was about to slip away, He Pingyi quickly grabbed Jing Can's arm.Before he could form the next sentence, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the pocket on the other side of Jing Can's school uniform.He Pingyi immediately guessed something, raised his hand, took the key and pointed to the bag that bulged out and was hanging down, deliberately teasing Jing Can: "Just give me one?"

Jing Can froze for a moment, and then immediately showed embarrassment.He Pingyi watched his face turn red up to the tips of his ears, and just as he was about to speak, Jing Can quickly took out another mango from his pocket and stuffed it to him.

"I..." Jing Can raised her eyes and looked at He Pingyi.

What this look looks like, probably Jing Can herself doesn't know.But for He Pingyi, seeing such an unconsciously aggrieved look at such a close distance is a bit too lethal.He Pingyi grabbed Jing Can's hand and shook it, his eyes fixed on Jing Can's face, unable to move away.

"I bought three in total, and I ate one yesterday..."

"Jing Can." Not far away, a girl suddenly called Jing Can, interrupting what he was already at a loss for words.

"Hey." Normally, Jing Can would have to be a little slower to react, but this time he turned his head quickly and responded.

He Pingyi also looked over with him, and at first glance felt that the girl looked familiar, but couldn't remember where she had seen her before.And he was still wandering around in Jing Can's little eyes, so he didn't have the energy to remember others.

The girl didn't say anything else, she just waved her hand and said hello to Jing Can, and left with her companion.On the other hand, Jing Can seemed to have found a rhythm from this small interruption, and quickly said to He Pingyi: "The bell is about to ring, I'm leaving first."

He Pingyi, who was thrown off his hand for the first time, leaned against the railing, watching Jing Can trot away and turn a corner at the end of the path.He weighed the two mangoes in his hand, smelled them, and smiled.

Quite fragrant.

In the first self-study in the morning, He Pingyi did nothing else, just took the two mangoes and tossed them in his hand.Wang Xiaowei was holding a book in a fake manner, watching his deskmate meditating and giggling at the two mangoes. Ten minutes later, he poked He Pingyi with his arm and said, "If you really don't know which one to eat first, I'll eat one for you first."

He Pingyi didn't move his eyes, and waved his hands: "Go aside."

"Yo yo yo," Wang Xiaowei leaned forward and asked with the spirit of gossip and entertainment cultivated by his younger sister, "Which little girl gave this to you, let me see it, and see what kind of love is hidden on this skin!" Is there a motto, a pledge of eternal love?"

"Tsk." He Pingyi held the two mangoes and moved his hands aside.

"Tell me."

"Don't owe."

"It's boring." Wang Xiaowei, who couldn't see the hope of gossip at all, retracted his neck, stomped his waist, and slumped on the table like mud. "The tablemate is not cute, and life is boring."

As if He Pingyi didn't hear Wang Xiaowei's complaint, he stared at the two mangoes for a while, then turned his face slightly towards Wang Xiaowei, and asked, "Is there a marker pen?"

Wang Xiaowei gave He Pingyi a white look, took one out of the desk drawer, and patted it on his desk.

He Pingyi pulled out the cap of the pen, randomly took out a piece of draft paper, and drew a stroke: "It's too thick, is there a thinner one?"

Seeing that He Pingyi was finally willing to turn his eyes to himself, Wang Xiaowei was silent for two seconds, turned his head, and read aloud to the textbook: "Hey, the danger is so high! The road to Shu is difficult, and it is difficult to go to the blue sky!"

There was a flag-raising ceremony on Monday. As soon as He Pingyi stood behind Wang Xiaowei, he saw the boy in front of Wang Xiaowei turn around and asked, "Is Class [-] raising the flag today?"

Wang Xiaowei didn't speak, he hooked his tongue crisply, turned his head to the side of the playground, and smiled like a flower.

He Pingyi also looked in the direction of Class [-], but he was not looking at the same person as Wang Xiaowei and the others.

Wang Xiaowei and the boy in front of him soon started hooking their shoulders together, sighing with each other, sighing that life in high school is beautiful, and there are many fairies in the world.I don't know who said: "How can you look so good-looking?"

These words fell into He Pingyi's ears. He Pingyi folded his arms, stared at Jing Can, and agreed very much: "Yeah, how can you be so good-looking?"

He Pingyi was talking to himself purely unconsciously, but Wang Xiaowei thought there was a ghost coming out from behind.He turned his head and looked at He Pingyi who suddenly expressed his opinion on this kind of discussion with fear on his face, but he saw He Pingyi looking in the direction of Class [-], showing a smile similar to that when he just looked at the mango.

"Damn..." Wang Xiaowei was frightened by the guess in his heart, and immediately hit He Pingyi with his fist.

"Huh?" He Pingyi turned his head and looked at him, "What are you doing?"

Out of protection for his tablemate, Wang Xiaowei let go of the buddy in front of him from his shoulders, pushed him forward, and then approached He Pingyi, asking in a low voice, "Your mangoes are not from Wen Xiangying, are they?"

Wen Xiang wins...

He Pingyi felt like he had heard of this name before.

He seriously recalled it for a moment, but he didn't remember it, and asked Wang Xiaowei, "Who?"

The flag-raising ceremony was about to begin. Chen Ji, who was standing at the back of the line, saw the two people in front were still talking, and came over to remind him. Wang Xiaowei had no choice but to turn around reluctantly.But not long after, Wang Xiaowei took advantage of Chen Ji to walk to the front line, and turned around again: "You..."

"Oh, no, no," He Pingyi said, then raised his eyelids again, and glanced at Jing Can, "Although I can't remember clearly, it's not her, so don't talk about you."

Jing Can was standing in the fifth place in the boys' team of Class [-], a very front position, a little far away from He Pingyi who was standing at the end of the team.But fortunately, He Pingyi's height is enough for him to see Jing Can clearly across the three classes, so the flag-raising ceremony is not as boring as before.

The flag-raising team includes the flag-raiser, the flag-bearer, and a person who speaks under the flag.Originally, He Pingyi didn't know who Wen Xiangying was, but during this flag-raising ceremony, he remembered the girl who greeted Jing Can this morning.I will remember her, firstly because her speech under the national flag was unscripted, and secondly because after the speech under the national flag, she raised three objections to the school’s recent requirement that girls should either wear short hair or tie a ponytail.

This is the first time that students have openly protested against school policies like this. The students who were already standing listlessly raised their heads and looked at the rostrum. Frowning, he looked at Wen Xiangying who was speaking smoothly.He Pingyi adjusted his gaze silently, and landed on Jing Can.I saw that Jing Can also tilted her head, staring blankly at the rostrum.

They were obviously far away, but He Pingyi was sure for some reason that Jing Can must be in a daze.Thinking of this, He Pingyi felt quite beautiful in his heart, at least he felt that Jing Can showed a lot more expression in front of him.

This unconventional speech directly affected the discussion after the flag-raising ceremony, causing the sound above the playground to increase by a lot of decibels.He Pingyi didn't do anything else, and immediately after the dismissal, he stepped forward with his long legs, inserted the slit, and slid to Jing Can's side.

"Why were you in a daze just now?" He glanced left and right, lowered his head slightly, looked at Jing Can's profile and asked, "Where do you miss those two mangoes?"

"No!" Jing Can rarely frowned at He Pingyi, and retorted anxiously, "I'm not that stingy!"

He Pingyi held back his laughter and didn't speak.The two walked for a while, and when they were about to reach the stairs, Jing Can suddenly raised the hand hanging by his side, and touched He Pingyi's arm.

He Pingyi looked over at him and heard him whisper, "It's my fault..."

"Huh?" He Pingyi didn't understand, he thought it was too noisy around and misheard.He lowered his head and approached Jing Can: "What's wrong?"

"I should give you two mangoes."

Jing Can didn't tell He Pingyi, and he regretted it the whole morning self-study.The more he thought about it, the more ashamed he became, the more he couldn't understand what his head was thinking at that time, two mangoes were already scarce, why not give them to He Pingyi, why keep one for himself?People invite themselves to eat chicken chops, take themselves to and from school, and give them a mango.

Seeing that He Pingyi still didn't speak, Jing Can wanted to explain something more, but didn't know where to start, and finally lowered her head in frustration.

"What are you thinking about?" He Pingyi's momentary silence was actually a little surprised by Jing Can's performance, so he quickly explained, "I'm kidding you."

Already on the second floor, standing at the stairs, He Pingyi raised his hand in the crowd and rubbed his head: "I'm really kidding you, I ate a mango just now, it's super sweet."

Jing Can raised his head and glanced at him, wondering if he believed it or not, or even if he believed it, obviously the bull's-eye that he drilled himself would not be able to come out in a short while.The expression on Jing Can's face didn't soften much, but she cheered up and said goodbye to He Pingyi reluctantly.

He was depressed, but everyone around him was very excited.Many students gathered together, praising Wen Xiangying for his bravery, and at the same time expressing that if the school blamed him, they would definitely support Wen Xiangying.In comparison, Wen Xiangying, the client, was as calm as if nothing had happened. She still wore her long hair, walked straight to Jing Can, and tapped the desk twice.

"Last week's composition can't be delayed any longer."

Jing Can nodded, and reached into the desk to find her composition paper.Unexpectedly, when I probed inside, I didn't touch the composition paper, but I touched something cool and a little soft.

After only touching it twice, Jing Can knew what it was.

His heart was beating violently at once.Rolling his eyes, he forced himself to remain calm, carefully put the things in his hand aside, and continued to search for the composition paper.

One hand pulled out the composition paper, the other hand was still in the drawer, reluctant to take it out.

After Wen Xiang won away, and the deskmate happened to run to chat with others, Jing Can grabbed that cool thing and moved his hand out bit by bit.

He lowered his head and secretly looked at the yellow mango in the gap between his body and the drawer.

Surprisingly, there are pictures and words written on it.

Jing Can turned the mango around, and saw a small head with big eyes, wearing glasses, and a dumbfounded expression.

Lifting the corner of his mouth slightly, he gently turned the mango 180 degrees, and saw the words written on the other side - "one for each person".

Jing Can was by the window, and a ray of sunlight shone down on these words.Jing Can felt that her eyes were burning hot from the reflection.

Uncontrollably squeezing the corners of her mouth, Jing Can made a serious and objective comparison. The feeling now is even sweeter than when she ate the mango for the first time.