not fierce

Xie Xunyang was angry and helpless about Mo Xian's pretending to be sick, and wanted him to sit down, but the child got up and went out.

"Mo Xian?"

Xie Xunyang called him, but the other party pretended not to hear him, and walked out of the classroom without stopping.

There were two consecutive music classes next, and Mo Xian didn't come back, not only him, Zheng Gangye and several boys in the class also skipped, and no one was seen until after school.

Xie Xunyang packed his schoolbag and waited for him.A classmate who was sweating profusely walked into the classroom, saw him, and greeted him: "Squad monitor! Mo Xian asked me to tell you, he went to dinner with the gang, and stayed at school tonight!"

"He said he won't go home?" Xie Xunyang's voice was a little cold.

The boy froze for a moment: "Ah, that should be the meaning..."

Xie Xunyang looked at the messy desks in the front row, sat back down again, and took out the paper.

"No way, old Xie, can you still do your homework calmly at this time?" Xu Yi walked over with his schoolbag in his hands, and looked at him with some disgust.

Xie Xunyang: "Otherwise?"

Xu Yi was shocked: "Go and find your child!"

"He said that if he went to the cafeteria, he would probably go out with Zheng Gangye to eat, and it couldn't be stopped."

"...Are you really experienced?"

Xie Xunyang didn't say a word, he kept his schoolbag in the front seat and started to ask questions.

When it was time for evening self-study, Zheng Gangye walked into the classroom. At the same time, Xie Xunyang raised his head, and the two met.

Zheng Gangye was taken aback: "I'll go, thank God why are you here?"

When Xie Xunyang heard this, he knew something was wrong, so he got up and ran outside the school.

He returned home as fast as he could, and there were two pairs of slippers lined up at the door, as if no one had ever returned.With a glimmer of hope, he pushed open the door of Mo Xian's bedroom. The books on the table were cleared, the suitcase was dragged away, and even the rabbit by the bed was gone.

The bedding was not very neat, and the pillow was sunken into a nest, as if the owner was still there.

Just like Xie's father and Xie's mother's room in Xie's old house.Aunt Wen took care of it every day, as if it was no different from before.

But Xie Xunyang understood that this was all an illusion.

When people leave, they leave, and no one can keep them after all.

He walked back to the classroom again.

The students in the class get together in twos and threes to do their homework.

Seeing that he was back, Xu Yi sat down on a stool and handed him a bag of steamed buns.

"Haven't you had dinner yet?"

"We ate at home."

"Tsk, your child is not here, who are you cooking for?"

"..."

Xie Xunyang picked up the buns and walked out of the classroom, leaned against the railing in the corridor, stuffed one into his mouth, and let out a foul breath.

In the evening, the cool night wind blew through the hair, the lights in the classrooms of the whole building were on, and everyone was writing hard. Looking in from the outside, there was a kind of leisure in the world.

Xu Yi also came out, leaned against his side, and took a look: "Why, are you making people angry again?"

Xie Xunyang ate the buns slowly, the corridor lamp above the corridor shone on his face, his eyelashes drooped slightly, and he remained silent.

"Don't worry, the schoolbag is still in the classroom, and I will definitely be back in a while."

Xie Xunyang shook his head.

Xu Yi waited for a while before he heard him whisper: "No, when he doesn't want to see me, he always has a way."

"...For a moment just now, I thought I had returned to No. [-] Middle School of Yucheng with you."

Xie Xunyang twitched the corner of his mouth rarely, as if smiling.

"Old Xie, I'm not talking about you. The child is angry and just wants to coax him. Why are you provoking him on purpose?"

"Stimulation? I didn't." Xie Xunyang said.

"Didn't you deliberately provoke him?" Xu Yi raised his eyebrows, "Then why did you let the school belle stay?"

Xie Xunyang looked at him impatiently: "Xu Yi, have you lost your memory?"

"... Oh." Xu Yi remembered that he was the one who answered for others, and touched his nose.Xie Xunyang seemed deserted, but usually when a classmate came to ask a question or something, he would answer it patiently, so he didn't take this request too seriously.

Who knew that Tang Yi would do this if he caught Xie Xunyang and agreed, using all his strength.

Desperate to take a chance.

"Okay, it's my fault. But one size counts for one size, should you coax people or should you coax them!"

"He did something wrong and I was angry too."

"Angry? Are you angry at him for being jealous?"

"Jealous?" Xie Xunyang looked at Xu Yi puzzled, "Why are you jealous?"

Xu Yi stared at him for a few seconds, then sighed: "Okay, then why are you so angry?"

"He didn't do anything good, he insisted on pretending to be sick, and he took a lot of medicine." Xie Xunyang said coldly, "Can medicine be taken casually? The stomach is weak, if something bad happens... "Xie Xunyang didn't dare to think about Mo Xian's weak appearance that day, and his breathing was a little heavy.

He couldn't help but said: "I didn't have time to say anything serious, I just touched him, and he ran away."

"Xu Yi, I'm also to blame for this?"

Xu Yi stared at his friend without a word, and kindly reminded: "...Then have you ever thought about why Mo Xian pretended to be sick?"

Xie Xunyang glanced at Class B, and lowered his voice: "He doesn't like Tang Yi?" After a pause, he said, "It's normal not to like someone, if you can maintain the relationship with classmates like me, it's really impossible , Try not to see him after the monthly exam. He only needs one word, between friends and classmates, I will naturally turn to him, how can it be worth destroying my body because of others?"

Seeing Xu Yi unable to speak for a long time, he asked again: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing..." Xu Yi covered his chest, "I finally realized today what it means to punish one's heart every sentence."

When the third quarter's evening self-study was over, Xie Xunyang saw Maoxu coming carefully, and helped Mo Xian carry his schoolbag. Seeing him looking over, Xie Xunyang quickly explained: "Mo Xian asked me to help him bring his things back to the dormitory... ..."

The roommate suddenly came back to live. Although Mao Xu didn't ask anything, she was keenly aware of the changes between the two of them...

Xie Xunyang lowered his eyes and said in a low voice: "Remind him to drink a cup of hot milk before going to bed and not stay up late." After a pause, "It's fine if you don't finish your homework."

"Oh... I wrote it down." Mao Xu took out his phone and typed "papa" for a long time.

"Did dong" WeChat rang, he raised his head again, and said to Xie Xunyang with some embarrassment: "Thank God, Mo Xian said that he forgot his language documents in the first drawer on the left, and asked you to bring them to him tomorrow... ..."

Xie Xunyang: "Let him tell me himself, or he won't bring it."

Mao Xu replied quickly this time: "Mo Xian also said that if you don't bring it, you don't have to. It's okay."

"........."

The next day, when Mo Xian came to his seat, the language books had already appeared on his desk, and there was a strawberry-flavored lollipop on it.

The people in the back seat are not there.This time should be to go to the student union on duty.

Mo Xian stuffed the book into his bag, and threw the lollipop back on the table behind.

I took out yesterday's English paper and started to make up my homework.

He first played two classes of basketball yesterday, and then skipped the evening self-study, even if he came early today, he really couldn't finish his homework.

When Xu Yi was standing by his desk urging, he was still immersed in the reading questions.

"The last minute... 1 seconds... Countdown to ten, nine, eight, seven..."

"Hey! Can you please stop talking? I've read this line three times!" Mo Xian raised his head angrily.

Xu Yi shrugged and said regretfully: "I can't help it, brother, when the time is up, I can only report your name to..."

Xie Xunyang stepped into the classroom after being on duty at the right time, glanced at them as he passed between the two, and took away Mo Xian's paper.

Mo Xian turned his head abruptly, and watched helplessly as the man took a pen and filled in "B, B, D" on his paper without thinking...

After finishing the last reading answer, he threw the paper to Xu Yi.

Xu translated: "...Old Xie, you can."

Mao Xu rubbed his eyes, as if he couldn't believe that the person who did such a thing was the squad leader.

"What are you waiting for, are you in a hurry?" Xie Xunyang chased people away with his eyes, and Xu Yi gritted his teeth and left.

Mo Xian turned around stiffly.Xie Xunyang saw the lollipop on the table, his eyes darkened, and he put it back in his pocket.

Mo Xian didn't speak to Xie Xunyang all morning.

Zheng Gangye shuttled back and forth in the classroom with the sports meeting registration form, encouraging everyone to sign up.

There is still one month before the school sports meet. The students in Class A are all focused on their studies. Few of them have sports specialties, and they usually don't exercise. There is very little enthusiasm for enrolling.

"Brother, do you want to try the 1500-meter run? I think you are very talented, believe in yourself."

"Forget it, brother Zheng... I don't want to throw people from our class on the track..."

"What are you afraid of? No matter how poorly you run, Song Joy and their cheerleaders can give you the aura of winning the Olympic Games!"

"..."

Zheng Gangye didn't give up, and changed his target again.

"Maomao, my dear Maomao, you won't have the heart to refuse me, will you?"

"...I have applied for the 4X400 relay, did you forget?"

"Oh, is it okay to add one more?"

"Leverage... Do you know that this kind of behavior of yours has a very contemptible name?" Mao Xu said with a blank expression.

"what?"

"Kill, cook."

"..."

"Mo Xian..." Zheng Gangye cried and collapsed on the opposite table, and thrust the registration form in front of his eyes, "You're not going to die, are you?"

"Failure is not terrible, what is terrible is retreating without a fight! We are Class A! What is our group name? Come on, bravely read it aloud—"

Mo Xian was still doing his biology homework, so he didn't even bother to raise his eyelids.

"A, class, forever, far, yes, old, big!"

Mao Xu cooperated with Zheng Gangye and howled out while knocking on the table.

"Yo, you really have a small group behind my back." A gentle female voice sounded from the front door, and Lin Sa walked in holding the composition.

Seeing that the two of them had turned into ostriches, they smiled and said, "Don't pretend, come over and help me send out the composition, and I will talk about it in class in the afternoon."

"Here we come..." The two of them divided up the piles one by one, and started talking honestly.

Lin Sa had nothing else to do, and when he was about to leave, he remembered something and said, "Squad leader, you can help the sports committee with the sports meeting. Our class can't just know how to study, but we also need to be famous in sports!" He clenched his fist, "Come on."

"Okay." Xie Xunyang agreed and closed the book.When he looked at Zheng Gangye, Zheng Gangye was a little moved and wanted to cry, and hurriedly sent up the registration form.

Seeing him fill in his name on the 1500-meter event, I almost begged my grandpa to sue my grandma.

"Make a list of the remaining items, and I will hold a short meeting to arrange them before class in the afternoon."

"It's fine, no problem!"

Zheng Gangye happily took back the registration form.I just feel that if the squad leader takes over the work, there will be nothing that cannot be completed.

Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly saw Mo Xian winking at him even though he was sitting upright.

"?"

Mo Xian pointed to his feet without any trace.

Zheng Gangye: "!"

Too bad, I forgot that the squad leader has a foot injury, and his muscles and bones have been injured for a hundred days, and he doesn't know if he can be cured by then.