Oral period

"Xia Jingzhe, it's better not to come here now, so as not to obstruct my eyes." The woman put down the book in her hand, stomped her heels on the marble floor, and made a mean sound, "What's the excuse this time? Sick? ——Zhou Xiao, why are you messing around with him, are you spoiled by this kind of tablemate, are you still feeling unwell..."

It's a difference that everyone can see, and she doesn't seem to want to hide it. The eyes of more than [-] people in the classroom fell on him at the same time, and the boy subconsciously frowned, but he was taken away from the conversation: "Why, spoiling good students? Did I hit it off?"

The good student himself has never experienced such a scene, and he was a little at a loss for a while, standing half a step behind Xia Jingzhe, watching the hair on the side of his face slowly slipping down with the movement of lowering his head, his heart suddenly tightened, and he subconsciously wanted to explain: " not me……"

"You come in first," the woman standing on the podium interrupted, "Occasionally I don't pursue it, only a habitual offender like him has to set up a good rule——Xia Jingzhe, raise your head and watch me speak."

There is nothing to say, because he overslept and made Zhenxiao late—the young man bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, clenched his fists with the hands hanging by his sides, and finally raised his head, and turned sideways to give way to others He patted Zhenxiao on the back where no one else could see, signaling him not to mind his own business.

The people around him didn't seem to understand his hint, they took a step forward silently, stopped at the position where he would cover him, and also blocked the complicated gazes of the people around them, and lied calmly: "Teacher, I I have a bad headache in the morning, please take care of me for a while, sorry."

"Really?" The woman looked suspiciously back and forth between the two, "I remember that you are not in the same dormitory..."

"He paid the dormitory fee, but the school didn't arrange a bed for him. The dormitory friends who lived here maliciously squeezed him out, so I invited him to move to my dormitory. , or do you care about him as much as I do, and are willing to thoroughly investigate the matter that the former roommate hid the needle in his bed and poured unknown medicine into his water glass?"

His tone was actually very indifferent, but there was a sincere and well-behaved smile on his face, which made his words sound without sharpness, like some serious explanation-the woman in front of him did not dare to offend the powerful, and Xia Jingzhe used to One of the roommates happens to be the son of a powerful person, he knows it.

Sure enough, after a short period of panic, the other party seemed to have regained his domineering composure, but the arrogance in his words was obviously lowered a bit: "... Anyway, being late is a violation of discipline, so go out of this class and stand as a punishment, Zhen Xiao, your body If you feel unwell, you don’t have to go.”

A very low sigh came from behind, and then the wind of his clothes moved, and the sound of the boy's footsteps gradually moved away.

Zhen Xiao lowered his gaze, realizing that he seemed to be less adept at dealing with Xia Jingzhe, who was depressed, than the malice and difficulties of others.

"No, my head doesn't hurt anymore."

He turned around and caught up with Xia Jingzhe, looking at the other's black hair blown by the wind, for no reason, he had an illusion that if he mistook his eyes for a moment, the person in front of him would melt into the autumn wind and disappear.

"Why lie for me?" Xia Jingzhe stopped by the back door and stood on the side near the outer wall of the corridor. It seemed that he didn't expect him to follow. A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he quickly regained his composure. He spoke softly Said, "It's wrong to lie, no one taught you?"

The tone was very light, and it was hard to tell whether it was a joke or a sincere teaching—Zhen Xiao walked up to him and stood still, observing silently for a few seconds, thinking that the former was most likely to be the case, he was relieved from the bottom of his heart, and his voice was soft but firm: "If you don't say that, she will still make use of the topic to make the situation the last thing you want to face-no one has taught me right and wrong, I only know that I want to protect you."

It's not really like what he would say.

Xia Jingzhe was stunned, stunned for a moment, and then curled the corners of his mouth in a complicated way: "It seems that I will teach you well in the future..."

"Well, listen carefully." The young man met his gaze, his pupils were clear, and his figure was reflected like black jade, and there was a large clear sky behind him.

The person in front of him was tall and thin, wearing a blue and white school uniform, much taller than him, the words he spoke clearly had no emotion, and his voice was low, but it coincided with a soft voice in memory for no reason.

——Many years ago, there was also a person who said this to him, saying that he didn’t understand anything, no one taught him how to get along with other children, what is joking, he only knew that someone was going to bully him, no Others bullied him.

Is it fate? After so many years of going around, the gods sent another person like this to him...

Zhen Xiao recovered from the long silence, belatedly remembered what he had just said, a trace of annoyance flashed in his eyes, and he cleared his throat unnaturally: "What I meant just now is to ensure that My long-term meal ticket will not be expelled from school..."

Xia Jingzhe nodded, suppressed a smile and turned his eyes away, and said cooperatively: "Yes, I know."

The morning sun in early autumn is light golden, and gradually becomes more intense as time goes by, and large swathes of it fall down, reminiscent of maple leaves that are not yet red.

Zhen Xiao tilted his head calmly, his gaze slowly moved along the sunlight falling on Xia Jingzhe's hair, and finally fell on the bridge of his white and delicate nose.

That bit of sunlight fell through the hair of the other party, and the edges showed a subtle orange color, which was almost bright, like a trance-glowing feather, or a burning butterfly.

"Actually," Xia Jingzhe raised his head slowly, and the butterfly landed on his collarbone—he whispered in a story-telling tone, "I've reformed myself a long time ago, and I'm not like her at all." As I said, I am a habitual offender. Not to mention skipping classes, even being late is the first time since I transferred—Of course, self-study is not counted, but do you know why it is not counted?"

Zhen Xiao was startled, looked away in a panic as if peeping was broken, subconsciously followed his words and asked: "Why?"

Xia Jingzhe closed his eyes, his eyelashes were full of sunlight, making him look so clear that he was not in the world: "Because she said that sitting there is hindering others from studying, which made the students at the front desk tremble and told me to get out of the classroom ——After that, I didn’t take self-study classes much.”

"What should I do? I've tried my best, but even if I don't do anything, I will still become a habitual criminal in her eyes." His voice was as low as talking to himself, his eyelids slightly lifted, and he looked at the glass window. The woman who was banging on the blackboard and reprimanding her loudly smiled inexplicably, "Sometimes I think, maybe one day I will receive her entrustment letter, if there is a day, what should I do..."

Looking into his eyes, Zhenxiao thought of the god who looked down on the world for no reason—he was obviously just an imperfect high school student who would oversleep because he stayed up too long, was punished to stand in the corridor because he was late, and liked to eat sweets. Such awkward and unwilling to express thoughts...

But he would look at the person he should have hated like that, with calm and indifferent eyes, almost compassionate.

"Pillow Sky." The sudden roll call interrupted his thoughts.

This time, the person who was named did not look back, and still looked at the fine sunlight between his eyelashes—perhaps because of the glare of the sun, or because he felt his gaze, Xia Jingzhe raised his arm to block in front of him. He opened his eyes in the narrow shadows and looked straight at him: "You believe me, right?"

Zhen Xiao looked at him silently, for one second, two seconds, three seconds, then nodded, and said in a solemn tone as if swearing to the gods: "I have always believed in you."

——"Although I don't know your name yet, you will always be with me, right?"

What did he say then...

Probably answered faster than now, but less piously.

Xia Jingzhe smiled and narrowed his eyes, stretched his arms, and looked at the sun through the gaps in his fingers - he didn't expect him to answer so seriously, the self-mockery he had prepared before was useless, instead it seemed to be hit by someone's weakness , the roots of the ears felt a little hot.

"Don't have expectations for others, don't give your sincerity to others", he finally broke the precept - finally removed the sharp protective shell, willing to expose the soft inside, and gave his sincerity safely.

No, maybe I broke the precept long ago.

Driven by his subtle intuition, he took off his cold and hard disguise in front of the other party, showing his irritable, soft or sensual parts like an ordinary high school student. In fact, it was only about three days after they met.

For him, the pillow was different from the very beginning.

An exception, an exception that reassures him.

"By the way, the injury on your arm...are you okay?"

"Something is wrong, it hurts so much that I can't write."

"Stop doing this—seriously, are you okay, do you need to go to the infirmary?"

"No broken skin, no infection, you are not a real cat..."

"That's good... Also, what do you mean by compensation?"

"Did I say that, oh, it seems that there is such a thing, then have you thought about it?"

"Why do I want to?!"

"The doctor asked me to think less - if I can't think well, I can use my body to compensate."

"...don't fucking mess with color!"

"I mean, your hair feels good, if you let me rub it unconditionally in the future..."

"Pillow, you definitely did it on purpose."

"Huh? What's on purpose? Speaking of which, I've always wanted to ask, what do you mean by the "fuck, color, and color" you often talk about?"

"Stupid! You did it on purpose!"

……

"What kind of compensation do you want, just touch your hair?"

"Huh? Are there other options?"

"... I don't think so, but I just feel that it's not enough to pay for such insignificant things as causing you to be late and standing with me as a punishment, and even making your hands like that—or else, I can promise you a request, let's talk about it when you think it over."

"Is it okay to ask for anything?"

"Just don't go too far, and don't be too embarrassing... You laughed just now, didn't you?"

"No."

"Come on, you just laughed, don't deliberately make things difficult for me, do you hear me?"

"I know, I know, there are so many demands, and I don't know who will compensate whom."

"It's not because you have too many criminal records!"

……

"Right, and..."

"Ok?"

"Thank you for today's matter."

Thank you for speaking for me, for choosing to stand by my side, so that I don't have to be alone and have something to rely on.

thank you for trusting me.

——At this point, the floating ice melts, and everything begins to spring.

The author says:

Congratulations to both of you for entering the double arrow part...