Long Island High School

Song Wenyuan likes Song Jing very much. Although he is a big bear, his heart is like a little rabbit, and he likes to live under Song Jing's cover.When he entered the third year of high school, he had a lot of homework, and he was often sick, so he often couldn't come to class.

In the classroom, he could not stay at the same table with one person for a long time, and it was difficult to establish a relationship with classmates.Every time he came back, his deskmate would change. Many people didn't even remember his name, and didn't know that there was such a person in the class.Apart from taking medicine and being hospitalized, the only bright thing in his world is that Song Jing is there every time he comes back.

Song Jing is like a quiet tree, no matter how the world changes, the sea changes, and when you come back, you will always see that tree growing there luxuriantly.

Song Wenyuan would lean over quietly, leaning against the tree, feeling his shade.

At the beginning of school, he fell ill again and stayed in the hospital for more than a month this time, during which he was so frightened that his mother cried and passed out.He moved to the toilet, and heard his father and his mother crying in the arms of the stairwell, saying that they dare not bathe him, that he would catch a cold in the bath, and his condition would worsen if he caught a cold.He moved back and didn't speak for a long time.He really wants to go back to school, the school is his window to the outside world, he wants to see the blue sky, the green grass, Cheng Jiajia and the girls leaning on the corridor to eat ice cream, He Wenzhou and Gao Yang Playing basketball on the playground, watching Song Jing sitting quietly in the classroom doing problems, everything is carefree, with classmates coming in and out, a lively and powerful life.

Half of his world is gray and dead, he can't run, jump, eat cold food, let himself get cold, many can't, but as long as he sees his classmates, he will smile and feel that this world is still alive. Colorful.

When he came back this time, many classmates alienated him again. Everyone was impatient to talk to him, and the teachers were even more helpless to him. They once suggested that his mother should keep him in the second year of high school and make up for homework in another year.But he couldn't adapt to the new environment, so he declined.The teachers had to give him an exercise book and let him study by himself.

In the noisy classroom, the teachers only explain the test paper once, and then leave after finishing the lecture.The masters were busy, and left after correcting the questions.A group of rabble was left to make an appointment to play ball, and the classroom walked in twos and threes in an instant, only Song Jing was left.Song Wenyuan was unaccompanied, and after listening to wordless scriptures all morning, he turned to Song Jing for help.

Song Jing was going to leave too, he was rushing to go on a date.But when he turned around, he saw Song Wenyuan's eager eyes, the clumsy big bear, just staring at him without saying anything.His heart softened, and he planned to explain a few questions to him and leave.

"How can you not?"

Song Jing sat down in front of him.

Song Wenyuan shyly took out a box of fudge from the hole in the table. He had hidden it for a long time, and it was for Song Jing to eat: "Eat it! It's all for you."

Song Jing saw that there were all kinds of small animals in the box, soft and brightly colored, so he just took one.

"Well, where to start?"

Song Wenyuan scratched his head, and quietly pointed to a place: "I don't know how to do this question..."

Song Jing told him, and then asked: "Is there any more?"

Song Wenyuan pointed to another place: "And this..."

Song Jing explained another question to him, but following the test paper, he found that he could not only know one question, but all the questions.Song Wenyuan didn't dare to point to the test paper with his thick fingers.

Song Jing had no choice but to tidy up the test paper: "Forget it, let's start from the beginning."

So I found a playbook, and I went all the way from the first question at the beginning, and my mouth was dry.

Song Wenyuan was at a loss while listening. He was absent from class in many places, so he couldn't understand.Song Jing had no choice but to take out the book to make up lessons for him, teaching him how to formulate formulas, so that the lectures will be more detailed and longer.

Unknowingly time passed, Song Jing suddenly looked at his watch and it was almost two o'clock.this late? !

Just now, he seemed to have died in that world once.

Song Wenyuan offered all the candy in front of him: "Eat it, don't be angry."

Song Jing looked at his miserable appearance with tears hanging from the corners of his eyes, and smiled miserably: "Don't be afraid, it's none of your business."

But Song Wenyuan was frightened by him, he was just such a friend, he transported all the candies to Song Jing one by one like ants, and while talking about the deliciousness of animals, he looked at his expression please.

Song Jing saw himself in his eyes.

That turned out to be me.

Has he become like that in just a few months?

There was a sudden nausea in his stomach, and miraculously he calmed down.

"It's okay, I'm okay, don't be afraid."

Song Wenyuan said carefully: "What's wrong with you?"

Song Jing felt a burst of hunger: "Do you have anything else to eat?"

Song Wenyuan now has a solution, his table hole is a treasure chest with all kinds of food, his mother doesn't allow him to eat snacks, but when carrying her on his back, he always hides some to comfort his mouth.

At this time, he found a lot of egg yolk pies, small cakes and chocolates, all of which were sweets.

Song Jing frowned, picked up an egg yolk pie and tore it open.

"Is it tasty?"

"Ah."

"I'll bring you some to eat later."

"it is good."

By He Wenzhou's side, Song Jing was always tense; but in front of Song Wenyuan, because he didn't ask for anything from himself, and what he asked for was only a few questions, so he gradually relaxed.

He likes getting along with Song Wenyuan very much.

Stupid, glutinous, and they stick to each other on their own initiative, so they can get along without using their brains.

He chatted wildly with Song Wenyuan.

"How do you make up your lessons?"

"My family hired a tutor for me, but I get tired every now and then, and I can't learn much."

"I have time to tell you a little more."

"Song Jing, you are so kind to me."

Song Jing was a little embarrassed and couldn't adapt to other people's enthusiasm.

"Really, in our class, you are the best for me. They don't pay much attention to me."

"I'm not that good either."

Song Wenyuan didn't speak, but looked at him with a smile.

"What do you want to be when you grow up? Song Jing, you must be a scientist in the future, or a professor or something? Very advanced."

Song Jing thought for a while: "I don't know, what about you?"

"I want to be a nurse!"

Song Wenyuan talked to him eagerly, his eyes were shining.

"Male nurse?"

Song Wenyuan lowered his head shyly: "I want to help others. The nurses and sisters in the hospital are very kind to me. I also want to be like them and help many people like me."

Song Jing didn't expect his heart to be so soft and kind. After suffering from illness and stagnation in his studies, he still had a kind heart in this world that was unfair to him.His parents are also in the medical industry, are they also so soft and kind?

"Yeah, they're great."

"What about you? Don't you have anything you want to do?"

Song Jing looked at the playground in the distance, and the sun outside shone in, making it bright.His heart was very quiet, and he suddenly wanted to talk about the ideal that he had never told anyone.

"I want to study the Fa."

"what?"

"Law, law. I want to study law."

"Then you will succeed! You will make a very good lawyer!"

Song Jing smiled: "Thank you."

In fact, what he wants to do is to be a public official, to be a decent person, and to do something useful.

The two just chatted with each other laughing and talking a lot, it was hard for Song Jing to have friends.Except for He Wenzhou, he and his classmates were indifferent.Unless someone takes the initiative to come to his side, is not afraid of the cold, and insists on staying by his side, only Song Wenyuan can do this, like a big tail, always following behind him.

His heart is still very soft, he is clumsy, but has a bright smile.Even if always sick, still positive and optimistic.

Song Jing likes such a person very much.

Smiles hung on the faces of the two, unknowingly the sun was setting, and a Rosha-like person rushed in from outside, breaking the tranquility.

He Wenzhou rushed in aggressively like an Asura.The first sentence when entering the door is: "Why don't you answer my phone?"

Song Jing was stunned for a moment, his heart ached, and it turned out to be a conditioned reflex.Enduring the severe pain, he frowned and said, "I didn't turn on the phone during the day."

He Wenzhou shouted: "Then why don't you go!"

Song Jing said, "I forgot the time."

"Do you know how anxious I am!"

He Wenzhou didn't care about him, and yelled to himself: "I'll wait there until 03 o'clock, and wait until 30:[-], and you won't come when it's all over! I'm afraid you won't find me when you come, and I'm afraid that something will happen to you, I'm worried Terrible! I want to go back to find you, but I’m afraid I’ll miss you! I’ve been waiting so hard that I’m dying! Did you make a mistake? If you don’t come, don’t you know to tell me? You don’t know to call me ?"

He Wenzhou vented his temper like a bombardment, and Song Jing still looked at him coldly and said.

"Have you nothing to say to me?"

Song Jing said: "Sorry, I forgot the time."

"I'm sorry it's over?"

"Then what do you want?"

He Wenzhou looked at Song Wenyuan angrily. Song Wenyuan was afraid of him and wanted to hide behind Song Jing.He Wenzhou was trembling with anger, remembering how they were talking and laughing when he entered the door, and seeing Song Jing's attitude of not admitting his mistake at all.

"You just stayed with this kid all afternoon?"

Song Jing didn't speak.

"Why don't you talk? Talk!"

Song Jing said: "Calm down first."

He Wenzhou frantically turned around in the classroom. He fell into a state of madness, and his mind was buzzing.Everyone loves and dotes on him, but Song Jing made a mistake and didn't come over to coax him immediately and beg him to forgive him.He knew how long he had waited for him, what kind of torture and pain he had suffered, why didn't he understand him?He's crazy?

"It's obviously your fault, but you still have this attitude? Song Jing, do you still have a conscience! Are you worthy of me?"

Song Jing knew that he would make a big fuss. After waiting for so long and preparing in his heart for so long, it still happened in the end.

"I was late when I checked the time," he said.

"I'll wait for you there, you can come if you're late!"

"I'm late, and you'll make trouble too."

He Wenzhou stared: "So why don't you go?!"

Song Jing said: "If the results are the same, I might as well just wait here."

He Wenzhou roared: "Don't talk to me so hard! I hate it when you talk to me hard!"

Song Jing said: "Then let's not talk about it."

He Wenzhou was even more angry: "Get lost!"

Song Jing packed up his things and was about to leave. Seeing that he was about to leave, He Wenzhou almost shed tears.

"I won't let you go!"

The sound of his crying shook Song Jing's heart, almost shattering his disguised shell.

Song Jing lowered his head and said slowly: "Wen Zhou, I don't like you fighting with me. It's fine once or twice, it hurts feelings if you fight for a long time. This time, I really don't want to go, and I don't want to face you. If you continue to make trouble like this, we will really break up."

He Wenzhou said sadly: "It's your fault, you still blame me?!"

Song Jing's head was buzzing with pain, like playing the piano to a cow, and he couldn't stand his logic.

"I'm tired."

He Wenzhou stammered and pointed at him, full of grievances and depression, with no way to go to heaven and no way to go, completely unable to vent.

Invisibly, he suddenly saw Song Wenyuan's figure, and grabbed his collar fiercely: "It's because of him, right?"

"He Wenzhou, let go!"

He Wenzhou's eyes were red, and he didn't listen at all: "It's because of him, you ignore me, right? You like him? Don't you!"

Song Jing dragged Song Wenyuan's arm to tear at him, but He Wenzhou was so powerful in his grief and indignation that he couldn't shake him a bit.Song Wenyuan was dragged a few steps by his collar, scared out of his wits.

Song Jing roared: "He Wenzhou!"

"You still help him? Song Jing, you betrayed me, I will never forgive you!"

He Wenzhou dragged Song Wenyuan outside, Song Jing became anxious, and threw a book, hitting He Wenzhou on the forehead.The hard book hit the forehead, and a little blood was broken.He Wenzhou's entire face was terrified. He paused, his eye circles were red, and he looked at him in disbelief: "You hit me for him?"

Song Jing was distressed and nervous: "Let go of him, you are sick, let him go!"

Song Wenyuan almost stopped breathing in his hands, gasping for breath.He Wenzhou grabbed him and shoved him hard, throwing him to the ground.Song Wenyuan threw himself on the table like a rag bag, rubbing the corner of the table, bleeding from his nose.

Song Jing rushed over quickly: "Wen Yuan!"

He Wenzhou heard him call so affectionately, and grabbed his arm.Song Jing fought with him, and the two fought silently in the classroom.

He had never hated so much before. He turned from a lover to an enemy in an instant. He Wenzhou pressed him to the ground and controlled him. Song Jing just picked up anything and threw it at him.The classroom was shaken, and the tables and chairs were overturned.He Wenzhou stared at him with bloodshot eyes, as if he was going to eat him up, the two of them punched and kicked, and fought endlessly. In the end, Song Jing became ruthless and slapped He Wenzhou loudly on the face, and everything stopped.

He Wenzhou was angry and sad, and immediately got up and rushed out.

Song Jing lay panting on the ground, and it took him a long time to get up.

Thinking of Song Wenyuan, he hurried to look.

Song Wenyuan lay on the ground, panting continuously, unable to breathe no matter how hard he panted.Frightened and intimidated, he almost stopped breathing.Song Jing quickly stroked his chest, taught him to take a deep breath, and went to get him some medicine.He took a few pills, finally calmed down, and the nosebleeds continued.Song Jing taught him to lean back and stuffed him with a tissue, but the nosebleeds still flowed out and he couldn't control them at all.

Song Jing was frightened, and immediately turned on the phone and made a phone call.

He called 120, then called Liu Pei, and then called his parents tremblingly under Song Wenyuan's instructions.Song Wenyuan hummed to comfort him: "It's okay, I'm always like this."

Song Jing wanted to cry, but couldn't cry.

And He Wenzhou ran out, ran to the base of the courtyard wall in one breath, and stood there facing the wall like a punishment.When You Xing came back to get his things, he was startled when he saw him running wildly from the front.

"what happened to you?"

You Xing chased after him.

When I moved forward, I saw him trembling with anger, tears streaming down his face.He Wenzhou stood on the playground with endless grass,