Oral period

Pretty handsome.

Xia Jingzhe sat in an inconspicuous corner of the classroom, looking at the tall and thin figure in front of the blackboard who was writing each word with chalk. waves.

The sunlight came in from the window beside him, which was rare in late autumn, and made people feel scorching warmth. He lay down on the desk, spread his palms, and let the two plush bears hanging on the bracelets sit down. Put it into the palm of his hand, bathe in the bright sunlight, and then look up from this angle, so that the pillow under the dislocation parallax looks about the same height as the little bear pendant, like a small scene in a fairy tale.

The protagonist of the story stands in front of the blackboard and writes Sudoku. His thoughts are as smooth as rehearsed beforehand. He fills up the entire question board without drafting. Not good enough for him.

He's quite handsome - Xia Jingzhe sighed in his heart for the second time as he watched the sun fall on the tip of his hair, and then dripped into his collar as he lowered his head to write.

In the next second, he heard the sound of completion coming from beside him, as if someone had insight into his thoughts, and it shocked him.

"The boy on the far left has finished writing again. He's amazing. He looks handsome from the back, but it's a pity that he can't see his face..."

"Ah, I remember the clothes in his school uniform, it seems to belong to my next class."

"Your neighbor... the new one this semester?"

"Yes, yes, yes, I heard that his grades are very good, the repeater..."

"That's it, I am also very good-looking - unfortunately, I heard from my friend that he is a bit weird, and his personality is not very good..."

"Cold and handsome guy?"

"Almost, and not gregarious, often missing... Oh yes, isn't their class performing at night? He doesn't seem to participate, but he often hangs out with him at the same table..."

"He's at the same table... Hiss, can't it be that one?"

The person who was forced to listen to the corner of the wall for a long time turned around silently, buried his face in his arms and pretended to be a transparent person. He was a little thankful that he was wearing a school uniform today so that he would not be recognized from behind-but he still silently said when he heard the last few words. Sighing, he grabbed the two plush bears with his backhand and held them in his palms, squeezed them angrily, and covered them with his sleeves.

The expected speech in the next second really slipped into my ears, "Well, that bastard, it seems to be him."

"Oh, he... I heard that he beat girls before, but he turned around when something happened. Does he have violent tendencies? It's scary..."

"Beating girls? All I know is that their homeroom teacher hates him very much, and used him as a negative example when teaching our class—what's the point of beating girls? Let's talk about it..."

Not far away came the noise of the end of the timer, but it was separated by a few words.Xia Jingzhe stared at a small piece of out-of-focus light and shadow in front of him, and heard his heart beating uncontrollably, as if urging him to turn around and refute, explaining the rumors that confuse black and white.

very noisy.

But self-proving innocence is meaningless. There are tens of thousands of versions of rumors, no matter how clarified, no one will listen to them. On the contrary, they are like a clown, and they become double talking points—he knows it.

He has lived peacefully with misunderstandings for too long, and the stage of being irritated by a few words has long passed for him. He just heard it with his own ears in such a lively scene, and suddenly fell into the ice cave, which made him feel a little lonely. .

It's good that the pillow is here... He closed his eyes, thought aimlessly, rubbed the plush bear warmed by the body heat in his hands, and tasted a little comfort that was better than nothing.

The whispering voices around him sounded again, the assailant was unconscious, and the topic became irrelevant as soon as the topic changed.

"It's the finals. There are only two people left. The boy next to him is also very good. I don't know who will win..."

"This time the question looks so difficult-hey, why is he not moving?"

"I even put down my pen, does this count as abstention..."

"It's just that I heard that he often doesn't write the last few questions in the exam, that is, he does everything right before, and leaves the big questions empty, and then hand in the paper in advance-the mathematics in their class is taught by our old class, and we are not allowed to write. Learn from him."

"Ah? Why, show off your skills? The fist is hard..."

"That's not true. I heard that I was injured before, and my health is not good... Wait, is this the legendary beauty and misery? I can do it again!"

"But didn't you say he had a weird temper?"

"Hmm...Maybe he was taken away by his deskmate. Those who are close to ink are black..."

"Oh, it's so pitiful, there are people like this in the re-study..."

The countdown to the final ended, Zhen Xiao took the expected second prize from the host, and was forced to be cramped by the ensuing booing, so she subconsciously looked for Xia Jingzhe—but only saw the other party bowing his head and walking quickly Leaving, the figure wearing the dusk mask flickered past the back door, disappearing into the corner of the sky like a cloud.

"Come to interview this classmate. What happened in the last round? Why did you suddenly get disconnected?" The host was still chasing after him, holding a microphone to his mouth, expecting him to say something. What an astonishing statement.

"Well...it's nothing, I want the second prize." He shook a few pages of paper in his hand, and pushed the crowd away expressionlessly, not enjoying the feeling of being the center of attention at all, but just wanted to escape as soon as possible.

After chasing him out, he found Xia Jingzhe was waiting for him at the corner of the stairs, a thin evening cloud stopped in the sunlight, abrupt and out of place, looking so lonely.

"What's the matter?" He stuffed the prize into Xia Jingzhe's arms, and he felt that the other party probably didn't want to be surrounded by people at the moment, so he pulled him up - the upstairs corridor leads to another building, but this time it won't Someone is passing by.

Xia Jingzhe looked at his back and didn't know how to answer for a while, so her eyes stopped aimlessly behind his head - the red string connecting the mask passed through the black hair and tied into a small bow, which looked asymmetrical , is a limping butterfly.

Or he tied it himself.

He was amused by this inexplicable thought, and his heavy heart relaxed a little. He caught up with Zhenxiao in three steps and two steps, only to notice that the two people were still holding hands, and subconsciously shook them off: "What should I do if someone sees me?"

"Then see." Zhen Xiao glanced at his hands, as if a little lost, "it's nothing...do you mind?"

"It's not that I mind..." Compared with the inexplicable rumors about him, the puppy love seems less serious. His parents are not related to each other, and his mind is still open-minded, so he probably doesn't mind that his incompetent son finds a boyfriend. .

Only...after hearing it with his own ears, he suddenly realized that Zhenxiao chose to stay away from the crowd and accompany him day and night, and he seemed to suffer more criticism than he imagined.

"It's not that I mind," he cleared his throat, and spoke again, "It's just...if other people see it, they will think that you are not a good person if you hang out with me..."

Zhen Xiao seemed to be stunned for a moment, and stopped on the steps higher than him, propped his knees and lowered his body slightly to look at him, as if talking to a child: "It's not the first day, I don't care what others think .”

"Don't you feel a lot of pressure?"

"No." Zhen Xiao's answer was as decisive as if he had rehearsed it many times in his heart, "When I see you, I won't be able to see other people."

He is a very simple person. He grew up in an ivory tower. Before the age of 19, there were only black and white and red scores in the world, so his vision was also very "narrow". The hand is desperate to keep up, and ten years later, it will tip to one end of the scale without hesitation, and it has always been like this.

Xia Jingzhe's hand holding the drawing tightened tightly, as if she wanted to refute something, and then fell silent the moment her eyes met.

He crashed into the black sea again, focused and affectionate, as if the sea could only hold him alone, not much different from a few months ago, and even gave him the illusion of years.

"No reason," Zhen Xiao seemed to have guessed what he was going to ask, and took the first step, "Don't tell yourself", reached out to pick him up like a child, turned around and placed him on a step higher than himself, and then With no one around, I leaned over and hugged him, "Because I like you."

Xia Jingzhe didn't expect that he would pick her up so effortlessly, his face under the mask was faintly burning, and then he thought he was a child, he would stubbornly say the child he likes over and over again, regardless of the occasion, he would get tired of it Little kids hitting a straight ball.

The over-age child buried his face in the crescent of his neck, rubbed his nose against the side of his neck, and called his name very lightly, his breathing was mixed with obsessive trembling, expressive nostalgia.

"It doesn't matter if you don't believe it, there is still a lot of time to prove it," Xia Jingzhe heard him whisper, "As for now... Teacher Xia, you promised me before, let me kiss you for the second prize—I won't break my promise yes, right?"

He is too good at pretending to be a pig and eat a tiger, pretending to be soft and harmless and affectionate, as if he would stop obediently when he heard a word "no", but he was very hard to encircle the opponent's hand, pulling people away bit by bit Entering corners that can't be photographed by surveillance, there is no substantial room for resistance.

But Xia Jingzhe had no intention of resisting at first, and only understood this behavior as the coquettish behavior of a large canine animal, but was taken out of the vicious circle of emotion by helpless emotions, no longer entangled with previous concerns, raised his arms and put his arms around his shoulders, Rubbed the back of his neck with the little bear dangling from his wrist.

"Don't break your word."

At this time, Xia Jingzhe was always more frank than imagined, her ears were obviously red but she would still take the initiative to kiss him, and she looked straight at him without any hesitation, allowing him to see the soft smile flickering in his eyes.

The stairwell is such a strange place—Zhou Xiao hugged his side neck, took the lively throbbing of the arteries into his palm, and at the same time wondered, they were still facing each other in the stairwell two months ago, going up and down separated by overflowing water. In the sunset, thanking you is like a ridiculous confession, but now you have avoided the crowd and kissed in the silent sunshine.

But he still felt that two months was too long, too long and too difficult.

No worries

One more later

The closer it is to the end, the more reluctant I am, these two brats are so adorable...