not brilliant

The evening self-study in the third quarter of every Monday is the class meeting time, because of Wen Xiangying's shocking speech in the morning, before this class meeting, the students in the class are extremely nervous.

During the class break, Jing Can stared at the composition materials on the table in a daze, and involuntarily glanced towards the drawer.The water-based pen rubbed back and forth on her fingertips, and Jing Can was about to reach out to touch the things in the drawer when she suddenly heard the sound of knocking on the window.He looked up and saw He Pingyi smiling at him on top of a pot of green radish.

Seeing him looking over, He Pingyi raised his hand and hooked it.

Jing Can bounced off the stool in an instant, and instinctively turned around in He Pingyi's direction.One hand touched the hard and cool wall, and it was only then that Jing Can realized that she was going in the wrong direction.He Pingyi's smiling face magnified in front of his eyes. He was anxious and embarrassed, and he didn't care about knocking his knees against the wall. Relying on his thinness, he squeezed past his deskmate and hurried out of the classroom.

He thought He Pingyi was still in the same position just now, but he didn't think about it. He rushed to the door of the classroom, and when he was about to turn around, his body was stopped by an arm.With a pain in his nose, he hit the man's shoulder.

again.

If Jing Can accidentally bumped into his back while riding a small electric car, Jing Can could still relax a little by hiding behind him, but in this situation, Jing Can is like a scared cat. A "claw" rested on He Pingyi's waist, his back straightened, and even his breathing was so frightened that he stopped.

Before Jing Can could recover, He Pingyi's voice sounded above his head.

"What are you running for?"

Jing Can's sight was tightly blocked by He Pingyi's shoulders, and only when He Pingyi was about to say this did he let go of him a little bit, so that he had room to raise his head.

The evening wind was a little presumptuous, and He Pingyi's hair was messed up on his forehead.In order to accommodate him, He Ping deliberately lowered his body a little, which allowed Jing Can to see his eyebrows and eyes more clearly.He Pingyi has two eyebrows that Jing Can envies. They are thick in color and clear at the peak of the eyebrows. When they melt together with the broken hair, it is like the ups and downs of a world.

When Jing Can saw this pair of eyebrows and eyes for the first time, it was a similar scene to now.

No, Jing Can corrected in her heart, it would have been more beautiful then.

Jing Can tilted her head and glanced outside.Now there is a crescent moon hanging in the sky, which is light and soft, different from that night.He remembered very clearly that the sky was very close that night, the moon was big and round, and the moonlight was like a white veil slowly covered by the dome, swearing that everyone could find peace at this moment.He was wearing a hat, and the moonlight did not fall into his eyes, but climbed to the corner of his clothes.

"Yo, why did you come here?"

Some people in the class were greeting He Pingyi, Jing Can blinked a few times, and the shadow of the crescent moon gradually faded away.He came back to his senses and hurriedly broke free from He Pingyi's arms.

However, after breaking free and standing still, he realized that his body was shaking slightly, and his hands were cold.

Fortunately, the school uniform was loose, and the people on the side didn't notice it.

Jing Can looked at the corridor, the intertwining of memory and reality made him unable to see the world in front of him clearly again.Sensing that He Pingyi had finished greeting her classmates, Jing Can clenched her fists tightly and pinched her palm with her nails, forcing herself to wake up from her chaotic thoughts.

"Dazed again?" He Pingyi's breath fell from his ears, Jing Can raised his head, but his jaw was still blurred.Before he could say anything, under the action of one arm, his body was already walking towards the stairs regardless of his will.

"What are you going to do?" After a few steps, the pent-up breath was forced out, Jing Can let go and asked.

"Walking around, I'm sleepy." He Pingyi stopped while talking.He suddenly lowered his head, glanced at Jing Can, and laughed, "Why are you shrinking your neck?"

shrink neck?

Jing Can herself didn't even realize it.

"Come on," He Pingyi hooked the hand on Jing Can's shoulder inward, and lightly touched his chin, "Don't shrink back, straighten it."

When he touched it, Jing Can felt itchy even more, so she ran back to hide.But there was a fairly strong arm stuck behind her neck, and Jing Can could not retreat, so she had to follow He Pingyi's words and slowly adapt to this posture.He turned his neck slightly to each side, then slowly straightened it.

The angle of vision changed accordingly, and when she finally felt that she was standing normally, Jing Can raised a glance at He Pingyi, only to see that the man was smiling openly.Especially seeing him looking over, He Ping seemed to be even more uncontrollable, he turned his head to one side, and his body trembled accordingly.

Jing Can was taken aback by him, and mumbled in a low voice incomprehensibly: "What are you laughing at?"

He Pingyi barely held back his laugh, and asked, "Do you know what you looked like just now?"

Jing Can didn't speak, just looked at him and blinked.

"It's especially like a little turtle poking out." He Pingyi seemed to feel that the description alone was not enough to describe it vividly. He Pingyi retracted his neck while talking, and imitated Jing Can's movement just now, poking it out little by little.

After watching his performance, Jing Can didn't understand whether the phrase "little turtle" was a compliment or a derogation.Just now she frowned slightly because of lack of confidence, Jing Can was rubbed on the head again by He Pingyi.

"So cute."

It was clearly flat ground, but Jing Can staggered suddenly, before she could exclaim in surprise, she fell forward.He was too close to He Pingyi, and subconsciously grabbed the person next to him when he leaned forward. He Pingyi's clothes were immediately deformed by him, and a piece of cloth was pulled far away.

The scent of soap is full of fragrance, and the world is spinning, and you can even use the evening wind to stop it.

"Oh, what's going on," He Pingyi reacted quickly, grabbed him quickly, and helped him stand upright, "You can fall on flat ground?"

The glasses fell sideways, and the high degree of myopia made Jing Can raise her hand to touch the frame immediately, but He Pingyi took a step ahead of him and stopped his hand.

Under Jing Can's dazed gaze, He Pingyi took off his crooked glasses.

The face in front of her became blurred, and Jing Can heard He Pingyi say, "It looks better without glasses."

He Pingyi lowered his body, looked at Jing Can, then lifted the mirror legs, and gently hung them on Jing Can's ears.He didn't notice Jing Can's gaze staring at him, he straightened himself up, and continued to walk forward with Jing Can's shoulders on his shoulders.

Jing Can took two steps in silence, his glasses were pushed up a little by him, he blinked, and his eyelashes touched the lenses, feeling uncomfortable.

Jing Can was reluctant to eat the mango that He Pingyi had painted, so he hid it in his schoolbag and brought it home. Afraid that the mango would go bad, he found a plastic bag to wrap it up, and put it in the freezer. room.

Before going to bed that night, Jing Can took off his glasses in front of the mirror of the closet, then put them on again, and took them off again... This was repeated many times until he felt tired and rested his forehead on the mirror.The breath out of the mouth accidentally condensed into water mist on the mirror, Jing Can looked at it, was slightly taken aback, then shook her head, and let out another long breath.

The two worlds in front of and behind the mirror are separated by water mist. Jing Can stretches out her index finger, stops and walks on the water mist with her fingertips, and draws three characters.These three characters penetrated the mist and became the only simultaneous existence in the two worlds.

Jing Can watched and opened her mouth.But even though there was no one around, even at night, he still couldn't make a sound.

Finally, the mist gradually dissipated, and those three characters disappeared from Jing Can's sight as if they had never existed before.

Seventh Middle School has an autumn sports meeting every year, but in previous years, these things have absolutely nothing to do with the third year of high school.But this year, for some reason, the Education Bureau put forward a slogan of "healthy study, easy test preparation", and required the third graders to organize some group activities appropriately.Thus, Jing Can got the news that she had to find out her running results in physical education class.

Physical education class is Jing Can's eternal nightmare. If it weren't for the physical education committee's bullying people in the classroom, Jing Can would really not go to this physical education class.Even if he could see He Pingyi, he would not go.

Their class had to measure 50 meters. After gathering, Jing Can followed the team towards the starting line.He looked around, glanced around, and saw that He Pingyi had already carried the basketball, and arrived at the basketball court with his classmates.

Turning her head, Jing Can secretly let out a sigh of relief.

Jing Can's sweat hadn't stopped since the physical education teacher took out the stopwatch. He watched the students in front of him run away in groups. When it was his turn to stand in front of the starting line, Jing Can gritted his teeth nervously.

The whistle blew, and Jing Can rushed out with a blank mind.Like every time he ran before, no matter how hard he kicked his legs, he could only watch the students around him run farther and farther.

Fortunately, the 50-meter running time is short, and Jing Can will not suffer for a long time on the track.After reaching the finish line with the last place in the group, Jing Can walked to the side, hunched over slightly and panted.Unexpectedly, a shadow came over, Jing Can looked up, and saw He Pingyi smiling with his head tilted.

He was too nervous when queuing up just now, so he didn't bother to look at He Pingyi again, so naturally he didn't know, when it was almost his turn to run, He Pingyi was already pacing, and started to walk this way slowly, Then witnessed his whole process from start to arrival.

"you……"

As if someone had punched her hard on the back, Jing Can's waist was buried a little deeper.He couldn't speak, he just wanted to go back to just now and cover He Pingyi's eyes.He tried his best to build himself up, telling himself that it was okay, and that bad things about sports couldn't be hidden...

"Jing Can!"

As if he thought that his shortcomings were not exposed enough and his understanding of himself was not comprehensive enough, the physical education teacher suddenly raised a stopwatch with one hand and yelled at him, with the words "I can't fight it" written all over his face.

"This is your [-]-meter score!"

Just like that rock climbing, the students all laughed neatly, and under He Pingyi's eyes, Jing Can's face suddenly turned red.