Oral period

"Student Zhenxiao, here is the size statistics table for the costumes of the art festival. You can fill in the size here according to your height and weight."

Someone stuffed a piece of paper in front of him for no reason, covering the homework he was writing, and the edge of the paper touched the tip of the pen, leaving a mark that was neither long nor short.Zhen Xiao frowned imperceptibly, did not look at the words on the watch, but looked up at the person who disturbed him, his eyes were indifferent: "What clothes?"

He vaguely remembered that the person in front of him was surnamed Zheng, and his grades were low, but his family was in good condition, so he was appointed as the class committee member at the beginning of school, and he also served as the sports committee member and art committee member. Can't get rid of it.

"Didn't the squad leader post in the group yesterday that our class is going to perform a chorus at the art festival, and we need to buy uniform performance costumes. Hurry up, I'm missing you."

The sound of pages turning came from beside him, and it fell into his ears like a sigh, and Zhen Xiao's hand holding the pen paused: "Do you have to participate?"

"Of course, the whole class must participate in group activities," Zheng Kehai raised his eyebrows and raised his voice, "it is not allowed to ask for leave without reason."

It is not allowed to ask for leave without reason, but it can exclude people without reason, and it is fair.

"I'm not going to participate." Zhen Xiao pushed the statistics sheet back to him, lowered his eyes, and continued to write the answer to the equation that was interrupted before, with a calm tone, not even bothering to make up a reason.

He didn't want to argue about "why exclude Xia Jingzhe from the activities that the whole class participated in?" Everyone knew the answer, and Xia Jingzhe didn't want to hear it—it would be a matter of time before the other party's name was rectified, but Before the time came, all he could do was to be isolated with Xia Jingzhe.

However, in the next second, the piece of paper was stuffed into his field of vision again, and Zheng Kehai's angry voice was in his ears: "I said that you are not allowed to ask for leave without reason, don't waste time!"

It was quite noisy before the start of the self-study at noon, but the voices of those conversations suddenly quieted down as if they were cut off by a single sentence from him.Zhen Xiao raised her eyebrows, feeling that this scene seemed familiar, but the person who was yelling at him now had an ordinary appearance, compared to Xia Jingzhe in heaven and earth.

It's not difficult to come up with an excuse. The injury on his head, the embarrassing financial situation or his character itself, any one of them is enough to make the other party shut up. The other party slapped the pen heavily on the table, like a brief sneer.

"Be polite," he said word by word, "After the art festival is the monthly exam, just touch me and your class average score will go from the first to the bottom of the grade - do you think the head teacher cares more about the grades or your family's money? "

Xia Jingzhe was slightly stunned, and subconsciously glanced at him, feeling a little complicated - he seemed to see the shadow of the first meeting from the other party, that indifferent young man who seemed to be painless and fearless, a hunter who was good at provoking others' pain, with ease, Cunning and innocent...

After being treated gently with each other for a long time, he almost forgot that this was someone who "collaborated with him".

Zheng Kehai's grades were not good, and he was scolded by his parents a lot for this. He was really irritated when he heard the words, and without thinking about what he meant, he grabbed his collar and lifted the tall and thin boy to the ground. Halfway up, the desk was tilted, and the paper and pens on the desk were scattered all over the floor.

Zhen Xiao seemed to smile, and reminded softly: "The results are at the bottom and there are fights, and it will cost a lot of money to settle it?"

His eyes are extremely deep black, black and clear, like exquisitely polished glass beads, reflecting the outline of the inorganic matter in the outside world - the person in front of him is wide-eyed, clenched his fists and waved towards him, as if someone rushed forward Blocking the frame, the girl covered her mouth in the corner of her vision...

"I fuck you-"

Zheng Kehai couldn't finish cursing that swear word, and his fists raised in the air were suddenly caught by someone. He grabbed and twisted and lost his strength, and fell backwards in embarrassment. on the ground.

"Don't touch him." The voice of the person behind him was cold, but every word was like a knife.

Zhen Xiao was startled, and suddenly lost the ease he had when he was provocative.

He forgot that in the eyes of the other party, he is still a waste who can't lift his shoulders or hands. He can only be beaten. If he is bullied, he needs protection.

This is not the first time Xia Jingzhe broke the precept for him.

The class bell rang, and the warning from the patrolling teacher outside the door ended the farce. Zhenxiao bent down with a sullen face, and picked up his scattered things one by one. Only the statistics sheet was left in place, lonely—— There is no Xia Jingzhe's name.

He heard the sound of the chair legs rubbing against the ground, and then caught a glimpse of a figure passing by him, walking towards the back door, stunned, and chased out without thinking.

This was the third time he heard Xia Jingzhe speak openly in front of everyone in the class—the first time was when he was cleaning on the first day of school. The second is today.

Then he suddenly realized that Xia Jingzhe was actually not as irritable, soft, and emotional as he showed in front of him.

Before knowing him, this man was cold and sharp, and his disguise was foolproof.

—He actually didn't want to talk.

It has been rainy for several days, and the luxuriant sycamore trees have been beaten to pieces. The boy is wearing a school uniform on his shoulders, walking in the sound of rain, his hair is blown a little by the wind, like the crumbling sycamore leaves, as if the next second is covered by dark clouds. God, he was about to disappear into the rain.

Zhen Xiao followed two steps behind him, not too close or far away, like a child who has done something wrong.

When approaching the corner of the stairs, Xia Jingzhe slowed down, looked back at him, and said helplessly, "What kind of expression do you have..."

Zhen Xiao only took three or two steps to catch up. She didn't know what to say. After a long silence, she raised her hand cautiously and stroked his hair - the other party was walking on the steps two steps higher than him, and let this behavior be carried out. It seemed a little awkward——softly said: "Blame me."

This was unexpected.Xia Jingzhe raised her eyebrows, flattered by his sincerity: "What's your fault?"

"It made you break the precept...do it in front of so many people."

"That's called blocking, which eye of yours saw me fight back," Xia Jingzhe said meaningfully, "It's not the first time, why haven't I seen you so sincere before?"

Zhen Xiao was at a loss for words for a while, thinking that he couldn't say it was because he liked him now, and he couldn't see him being lonely and uncomfortable—not to mention "hero saving the beauty" in a stairwell where no one was watching, and "blocking a fight" openly in full view were not the same. to the same degree.

The two of them walked up to the roof one after the other. Before entering the abandoned office through the window, they were exposed to the rain for a while, and their hair was a little wet.Xia Jingzhe snuggled into the sofa, grabbed two paper towels and wiped it off, and said with a wry smile, "Last year, I still had a name, this year..."

The smile was so light that it was almost self-deprecating, and it didn't reach the eyes, like a layer of oil on the water, stuffing the emotions underneath.

Zhen Xiao looked at his drooping eyelashes, and suddenly understood where Xia Jingzhe's sense of loneliness came from—different from his inborn dislike of socializing, the person in front of him never held any malice towards the crowd, but Seeing through and disappointed, he finally chose to stay away.

He is looking at people, but people are not looking at him.

If it was him, he would be so prejudiced and isolated by his classmates, but still silently do some stupid things in the dark to fulfill other people's wishes, without seeking fame, fortune or reward... He probably wouldn't be able to do it.

At that moment, he looked at Xia Jingzhe's slightly trembling eyelashes wetted by the rain, and actually wanted to say something nonsense like "It's okay, we're all lonely, I'll be with you", but when he got to his mouth, he remembered that he was The least qualified person to say that.

"What's the point of participating in that kind of program?" In the end, he just sat down beside Xia Jingzhe, handed him a dry tissue, and said calmly, "It's time-consuming, laborious, and embarrassing - aren't you very busy at the end of the month?"

Xia Jingzhe shook her head: "Not busy, the drawing is almost done, the editor got married in early October, I was afraid of delaying her, so I settled it in advance."

Zhen Xiao let out a "hmm" and suddenly remembered something: "By the way, if you're not busy..."

"what?"

The Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, Zhen Xiao looks into his eyes, and suddenly feels that the sight of the bright moon and reunion is not so far away, but his thoughts accidentally turn to the words "flowers are beautiful and the moon is full", startled for a while, and then said: "At the end of the month... the time of the Mid-Autumn Festival , my attending doctor's son's birthday, I plan to have a banquet at home, and invite me to go."

——They are all lonely souls, "we should always find a place to reunite."

Xia Jingzhe was a little dazed when he heard the words, thinking that he was reporting the itinerary, and was about to say "then go", but was stunned by his next sentence: "Together with you."

"Yes, yes, but..." Zhen Xiao went to count the guests, and he is a person who can't beat him. At most, he has only vaguely heard the other party's words through a wall. Awkward."

"No, she knows about our relationship."

When he said this, Zhen Xiaoming was looking at him, but his gaze was slightly wrong, which for no reason reminded him of a certain child in his memory - he was usually good at acting like a spoiled child, but at certain times he couldn't understand Shy, looking at him with eyes full of concentration, that bit of shyness is also faint, like a net full of oranges.

Xia Jingzhe looked away, and heard herself asking softly, what's the matter.

You don't need to think about the answer. Roommates, deskmates, close friends... The imaginary answer came out of the other party's mouth, and he didn't feel too disappointed. He just breathed out calmly: "Got it. Let's talk about it later."

This is agreed.

Zhen Xiao sensed his emotions, regretted his mistakes, and wanted to say something to make amends, before he could think of something, Xia Jingzhe asked: "What about you, my editor will get married on the [-]th of next month, the last day of the long vacation ,go?"

"……go."

In a sense, this series of behaviors is actually very similar to meeting each other’s parents—bringing each other into your social circle and in front of important people, so that the originally unfettered relationship between them has a "witness". ", so that it is not so easy to get rid of.

It's just that at this moment, no one has noticed.