Long Island High School

As soon as the battle between Cheng Jiajia and Han Lin stopped, the atmosphere suddenly became relaxed.The two girls discussed that they would not go to the last self-study, so they ran quickly.You Xing was envious to death: "Why don't you take me there too!"

"You? Come on!"

Cheng Jiajia flicked her schoolbag and ran away with Han Lin.

Song Wenyuan didn't come to class at all, the tables and chairs were empty, as long as the weather was bad, Song Wenyuan didn't have to ask for leave, and Song Wenyuan didn't have to come to class.

You Xing is also very envious.

He thumped He Wenzhou: "Why are you still here?"

He Wenzhou flipped through the book and buried himself in his studies: "I didn't see that I was reviewing!"

"you?"

Just as You Xing was about to laugh, He Wenzhou touched his lips and smiled: "It's so wonderful."

He Wenzhou's eyes fell on Song Jing in the front row, as if he wanted to eat him.You Xing had goosebumps all over his body, so he hurriedly stayed away from him.

Today is different from many days in the past. Everyone is looking forward to the end of get out of class bell, and they can't wait to go back for the holidays.Everyone has their own plans, and even good students can't sit still.

In the evening, the classroom is even more noisy, and the festive atmosphere is getting stronger.

Liu Pei walked in at this time, and everyone wailed: "Don't take up the class again!"

Liu Pei was taken aback: "You guys had a great time this festival."

The crowd burst into laughter.

"Then I'll give you a gift too." Liu Pei greeted: "I wrote a message for each of you, everyone has one, come and get it from me later. Huh? Where are Cheng Jiajia and Han Lin?" ?”

You Xing shouted amid the exclamation of everyone: "The two of them went to the bathroom!"

"How old are you and you still go to the bathroom together!"

A group of monkey cubs were greatly moved by the sudden gentle talk of the always serious teacher. Everyone suddenly became shy, and excitedly took gifts from Lao Liu one by one, and ran away.

Everyone looked at what Liu Pei wrote to himself, and what he wrote to others, and found that everyone's messages were different. A few lines of words of encouragement on a piece of letter paper were all based on their own personality and conduct.

It was just a sentence sent to Song Jing: Forge ahead and live up to your youth.

Song Jing rolled up the letter and put it away, and He Wenzhou rushed over and said, "I'll wait for you outside."

Song Jing didn't know if he heard it, but when the get out of class bell rang, everyone was still deeply moved.

He Wenzhou clattered and packed his things.

You Xing yelled: "Aren't you leaving with me?"

He Wenzhou: "It's a holiday, what do you think?"

Depend on!It turns out that I am the only one who is alone!

He Wenzhou was outside the classroom, leaning against the wall, waiting for Song Jing.

Song Jing came out and glanced at him.

The two seemed to have a tacit understanding, and walked outside the school side by side.

Song Jing and He Wenzhou were forced to walk for a while to deliver drawings every day.After walking for a long time, Song Jing got used to it.He Wenzhou was quite polite, he left after handing over the drawing, without much entanglement.From the classroom to the off-campus bus station, it takes five to six minutes.Every day, they only have these few minutes.

The snow fell lightly at night, and it fell lightly on the hair and melted instantly.There was a lot of snow on the road, and it creaked when you stepped on it.The road was longer than usual due to bad road conditions.The street lamps reflected light on the ground, as if the moon was dripping under the feet.

He Wenzhou was carrying his schoolbag on his shoulders. He didn't seem to be afraid of the cold, so he only added a pair of gloves to go into battle lightly.The tall figure has an inexplicable presence beside him.He didn't speak, and Song Jing didn't have the desire to talk, so he walked in silence all the way.

He Wenzhou hadn't moved until the school gate, and Song Jing glanced at him.

He Wenzhou asked: "What did Lao Liu write to you?"

Song Jing remained silent.

He Wenzhou said: "Then guess what she wrote me?"

Song Jing didn't guess either.

He Wenzhou laughed so hard that he was about to fall to the ground: "She wrote for me to study hard and improve every day!"

Seeing his self-entertainment, Song Jing felt that he was crazy.Liu Pei was indeed an accident today, even he didn't expect it.The two reminisce about the scene just now, and both find it a little funny.

Only now, he still has things to think about.After going back... the doubly coldness, the loneliness that is so huge that it drowns people, is only highlighted at this time.Song Jing was silent again.

Unknowingly walking to the bus stop, Song Jing stretched out his hand as a matter of course.After going back and forth so many times, he's used to the flow.It's better to do it yourself, and it will come faster.

He Wenzhou's face was full of question marks:? ?

Song Jing's beautiful hands landed in mid-air, and after a while, he suddenly retreated, seemingly unintentionally, and said, "It's all right."

He Wenzhou grabbed his hand and squeezed it in the palm: "Not today."

Song Jing said, "Yes."

How disappointed he must be to form a habit in 21 days.But he didn't show it at all, but the more this happened, the more He Wenzhou could see the collapse behind the iceberg.

The time was a bit long, and it was so long that Song Jing felt a little uncomfortable.He wanted to make money, but He Wenzhou refused.The two entangled and tugged, and suddenly, He Wenzhou covered his ears with his fur-gloved hands, and the world came to a standstill, a beat was missed in panic, and there was no sound.

Then, slowly, the rustling sound seemed to come through the frosted glass, very far away.The leather rubbed against his cheeks, fluffy.In the sky and on the ground, only the hands on the ears are warm and hot, and the face is almost red.

He Wenzhou stared at his eyes, pressed his forehead against his, and breathed a cloud of white mist in the snow.

He said in a thrilling voice: "Send it to me, do you want it?"

When he went home that day, at the end, He Wenzhou smiled and patted him on the head, took off one of the gloves and stuffed it to him.