His baby is reborn

Xu Zhuo laughed twitchingly.

This child has been good-looking and well-behaved since he was a child, and there is no stage where seven or eight-year-old dogs would dislike him.He has always been a good boy who is especially liked by the people in the compound, and he is obedient and sweet.

The longer the skin grows, the whiter it becomes, and the facial features become more refined.

Because Xu Zhuo loves to laugh, his facial features look very sweet and pleasing.Coupled with fair skin and lighter hair color, it looks like that kind of beautiful porcelain doll.

The porcelain doll was about to fall out of laughter, while clutching her sore stomach, she reached out to press her own composition: "Don't."

However, with his precarious appearance, no matter how he could stop Xing Ke, the composition text was taken away immediately.

Xu Zhuo's dream is: "I want to be someone who can take care of my parents and Ake."

The handwriting is immature, but serious: "They are the sparks in my life, and I want them to burn forever."

"What are you doing?" Xing Ke just roughly finished scanning, when Xu Zhuo leaned forward and snatched it back: "How shy, look at my dream."

Then he laughed loudly: "You are too embarrassed to write down your dreams, but you still read mine."

Xing Ke: "..."

The eyes are two dead fish.

He pinched the pen, but in the end he couldn't put it down.

Xu Zhuo likes to recruit him. At this time, he leaned on his arm supporting the book and said, "Write, write, write, A Ke, what is your dream? Astronaut? Scientist?"

Xing Ke said: "...No, what am I doing with this?"

"Ah! I got it!" Xu Zhuo suddenly realized: "You like mathematics! So will you... Hey, you seem to like physics too."

Children in the third grade of elementary school are not exposed to physics, but Xing Ke is different.

He has been working as a helper during the summer vacation for the past two years, and the types of work are miscellaneous, and the people he comes into contact with are also very miscellaneous.Once I suddenly learned about physics, and got a very old physics book. After reading it, Xing Ke is not less interested in physics than in mathematics.

Xing Ke shook his pen and said: "It has nothing to do with these."

Xu Zhuo became curious, put his cheek back on Xing Ke's arm, and asked in a daze, "Then what is your dream?"

Xing Ke looked down at him.

Children's dreams are often more like fantasies, which come from occasional TV images, street corner posters, or conversations with elders.If it triggers their yearning for the world, it can basically become their little dream.

Xing Ke seldom watches TV, and has no conversations with his elders.

He is very familiar with the street corner posters, but in Xing Ke's view, those so-called astronauts and scientists, although they can get in touch with the wider world, seem too erratic and carefree.

Only children who grow up well and have been satisfied in childhood can dare to imagine such a broad world.

For a person like Xing Ke who has not relied on since childhood, he needs a basic sense of security to continuously fill the endless black hole of fear in his childhood.

Xing Ke thought for a long time and said, "Money."

Xu Zhuo was taken aback.

"A lot of money." Xing Ke said with dark eyes.

Xu Zhuo was stunned: "Ah Ke, your dream is so, so direct."

"Your ones are also boring." Xing Ke glanced at Xu Zhuo's notebook: "The dream is someone else's anyway."

Xu Zhuo was very confident: "Why not? You are all very important people to me, of course I am happy if you are happy!"

Xing Ke thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "Weird."

Xu Zhuo made a face and said, "You are the one to blame."

"Children."

"Bounce!"

The two children chattered.

And it took until the last day of the National Day holiday that Xing Ke finished writing this composition.

His handwriting is very neat and large, and often exceeds the frame, which is often criticized by Mr. Li.

However, after being criticized for a long time, Xing Ke still did not change.

Nor did he directly write down his real dream in the notebook.

The more he experienced, the more restrained Xing Ke seemed to become.Just like he wouldn't argue about what his parents did, Xing Ke has learned how to hide his sincerity since he was very young.

He wrote that he wanted to be an astronaut.

The content is nonsense after reading a few sample essays on the composition paperwork.

The summer heat in third grade lasted longer than in the past, and the topic of global warming was raging at this time.

But after the National Day, the sky suddenly turned cold.

With the growth of age, Xu Zhuo's physique has become much better, he will not get sick casually, and he will not be inexplicably serious after getting sick.

He knew it had something to do with his memory carrying.As he grows up, his brain becomes more mature and can accept more memories. At the same time, some overlapping memories of the previous life will be covered by this life.

This is of course a good thing.

But sometimes Xu Zhuo is also melancholy.

Even if he was not happy in the previous life, it was the life he lived through.If that period of life follows the current trend and disappears from his mind in the end, what will be left of his reborn life, and what will it be like?

How would he understand some of the strange behaviors he did based on the memories of his previous life?By then, will his life be as incomplete?

This question has no answer in the short term.

So I can only put on the autumn school uniform and the long johns prepared by Sun Fangli, and continue to study after the National Day.

Oh, by the way, although my physique has improved when I grow up, there is one thing that is not good.

That is, Xu Zhuo can no longer hold Xing Ke's hand casually like before.This matter is gradual, but the concentrated outbreak has to start with a morning reading after the National Day in the third grade.

In fact, since entering school, after being called a follower by Chen Hao, Xu Zhuo has reduced those overly intimate behaviors in front of his classmates.

Usually in school he would rely on Xing Ke, but he would not hold Xing Ke's hand.

The two of them would only hold hands on the narrow paths between classes, and they lasted like this for three years.

Neither Xing Ke nor Xu Zhuo felt that there was anything wrong with this behavior. They were originally of the same kind, and they were also each other's most important friends.If they are used to such an action and feel at ease and dependent, then they will do it.

It's just a pity that most of the students don't seem to understand this.

On weekdays, the students can't see it, and it's nothing.

However, one day after the National Day, Xu Zhuo couldn't maintain his holiday schedule, so he accidentally got up late, and the two children had to run to the sixth primary school.

Xu Zhuo's physical fitness was really not very good. He was still chubby until the third grade, and he ran very slowly. In order not to be late, Xing Ke dragged him to run.

Running, the more tired you get to the back, let alone stop, you may even get down on the ground.

This caused the two of them to go all the way to the class without letting go.

And that day happened to be English morning reading, Wei Lan was in class, and Li Yangqiu was also there.

Xu Zhuo and Xing Ke were not late, they stepped on the bell to the door of the class.There were very few students in the corridor at this time, and it was very quiet. The teachers saw them at a glance.

Naturally, I also saw Xing Ke and Xu Zhuo holding each other's hands.

Before Li Yangqiu had time to speak, Wei Lan raised his eyebrows and said in a half-joking tone: "Oh, I'm already in the third grade of elementary school. Why are the two boys still holding hands? Don't you feel disgusted?"

Her voice is sharp, and she never speaks in a low voice.

And the classroom happened to be the time gap when the morning reading was about to start. Although everyone was quiet, no one really focused on the morning reading.

Ever since, when these words came to Class 40 very clearly, more than [-] pairs of eyes fell to the outside of the classroom almost suddenly.

Xu Zhuo's cheeks turned pale, and when he heard Wei Lan's words, he almost lost his breath.

Wei Lan shook her head in disgust, and entered the classroom first.

Children in elementary school already talk about people, and they will give their classmates various nicknames.

Appellations like "fat", "dumb", and "black skin" are very common in the class.

In many cases, children don't call a certain classmate a nickname, not because they don't remember it, but because they don't have that opportunity.That is to say, it is one thing that can cause them to recognize each other and get a real nickname.

Xing Ke and Xu Zhuo belong to this category.

Needless to say, Xing Ke was terribly withdrawn and never participated in group tasks.

Many students in the class are in the third grade, and I'm afraid they still don't know which Xing Xing Ke's Xing is.And because of his strong character, everyone dare not give him a nickname casually.

Xu Zhuo still has communication skills, but his starting point in elementary school was relatively poor.

At the beginning, he was stared at by Teacher Li and said he was distracted, then punished him to stand, and then he got into a fight with Liu Beichen, and it happened to be friends with a classmate like Xing Ke.The grades are relatively poor, and there is no opportunity to highlight yourself.

Children will choose their friends on their own. In a situation like Xu Zhuo's, it is difficult to get a wide range of approval from classmates. At most, it is because their small circle is good.

This caused the public students to have a somewhat stereotyped impression of Xu Zhuo and Xing Ke.

Such as "the one who doesn't talk" and "the one who sticks to the one who doesn't talk"

The students had thought this way for a long time, and now Wei Lan said it, it was like throwing a fire into the firewood.

At that time, the whole class laughed and didn't say anything. When the get out of class was over, many students ran over with gloating faces.

"Hey, Xing Ke and Xu Zhuo are still holding hands at your age!"

"How embarrassing, even Teacher Wei called you 'disgusting'!"

Even if some students don't come to speak in person, there are still big mouths like Chen Hao who don't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement, and convey it on their behalf.

"Do you two know, now they are talking about you, saying that one of you is called greasy, and the other is called crooked, hahaha, let you always stick together!"

Xu Zhuo has a better temper, and at first he explained: "We got up late and were about to be late. When I ran up, I couldn't run. Ake pulled me. What's so strange about it! Don't you usually help your classmates? "

"A Ke, A Ke!" Chen Hao immediately groaned: "This is really annoying!"

The students next to me also laughed and learned together.

Xu Zhuo was a little angry: "We grew up together, that's what we call it!"

But when children want to laugh at others, how can they objectively judge the right and wrong of things, the condescending feeling will make them feel very happy, Chen Hao immediately continued to pinch his throat and said: "A Ke! A Ke!"

The surrounding students also kept booing.

Xu Zhuo clenched his small fists on the seat.

Xing Ke is now the representative of the mathematics class, and he went up to deliver homework to the teacher when get out of class was over.

When they came back, they found that Chen Hao and the others surrounded Xu Zhuo and were laughing at him, so they immediately raised their feet and kicked Chen Hao's chair violently.

The wooden stool rubbed against the floor, and Chen Hao almost fell to the ground.

Chen Hao suddenly turned his head angrily: "Who the hell kicked me--"

Xing Ke looked at him coldly.

Chen Hao and Xing Ke have a bit of a taste of not violating the river water.In other words, Chen Hao actually gave way to Xing Ke on weekdays.

Because with his character, to be his deskmate must be his younger brother.But he didn't do this to Xing Ke, which was a concession to Chen Hao.

However, he always gave in like this, Xing Ke didn't pay much attention to him on weekdays, and now he directly kicked his stool in public.

After Chen Hao turned his head, being watched by so many pairs of eyes, he couldn't bear it for a moment. He slapped the table and said, "Why the hell are you kicking me! Are you sick!"

Xing Ke said coldly: "It's not like you are sick, your mouth is so cheap."

Chen Hao said: "Am I the only one who said that? Didn't the whole class say that!"

Xing Ke said: "I'll find you when I hear you say it, and I'll keep looking for someone when I hear someone say it later. What's the problem?"

Chen Hao's cheeks flushed immediately: "Then Teacher Wei also said, you have to be so crazy and capable to find Teacher Wei!"

Xing Ke raised his eyelids and looked straight at him.

His eyes are very dark, and when he looks at people like this, it is very cold, with a kind of cruelty that a child of this age should not have.

Looking at Chen Hao like this, it is no exaggeration to say that Chen Hao will feel that he and Xing Ke are not from the same world in an instant.

At that time, the sound disappeared, and the surrounding students also fell silent for a while.

And at this moment, Wei Lan walked in from the outside.

The second period happened to be her class. When she came in, she must have heard Chen Hao's words, put her bag on the desk heavily, and said loudly: "What's wrong with me?"

The students around me suddenly thumped in their hearts.

Although children are ignorant, they know how to observe the faces of adults.For example, as soon as Wei Lan entered the classroom today, it was obvious that she was in a bad mood. In fact, she had faintly released signals of a bad mood in class since her morning reading.

The students could tell, so they quickly and quietly returned to their seats. The bell rang only after they returned to their seats.

Liu Beichen said in a low voice, "Class."

Everyone else sat down in twos and threes, only Xing Ke did not return to his seat.

Instead, he turned his head and looked at Wei Lan on the podium.

Unlike Chen Hao, Wei Lan directly followed Xing Ke's gaze, and there seemed to be some disgust accumulated for a long time in his gaze: "I didn't hear you after class, why are you looking at the teacher there?"

Chen Hao's eyelids suddenly twitched.

He always felt that based on his understanding of Xing Ke, Xing Ke might have really listened to what he just said.

My heart suddenly panicked.

Although he was imposing and fierce, he didn't really dislike Xing Ke, and even had a little appreciation for him.

Arguing with Xing Ke just got angry because he was kicked out of the shelves.He knew in his heart that Wei Lan was not easy to mess with, and he didn't want Xing Ke to really confront her.

So he pushed Xing Ke, lowered his voice and said, "Hey, class is on, let's go in."

Xing Ke stood there for a while, then lowered his head, and quietly walked towards the seat.

The second English class started here, and the atmosphere of the class soon rose in class five, starting with English reading aloud.

The other students cooperated very well, but after Xu Zhuo opened his mouth, he couldn't keep up.It was as if something had stuck his throat, and his heart was terribly uncomfortable.

Xu Zhuo didn't think that what Wei Lan said was unreasonable.

After all, secularly speaking, when children grow up, the society will hope that they will be more independent, not so dependent and close to others, which is also a sign of maturity.

Not everyone can understand the relationship between him and Xing Ke, that's no problem.

But if you don't understand, you don't understand. Xu Zhuo thinks that Wei Lan shouldn't talk like that, even if she is a teacher, and even more so because she is a teacher.If it was Teacher Hu and Teacher Li, they would definitely not say that.He didn't understand why Wei Lan could spit out the word "disgusting" so directly.

And just when Xu Zhuo felt extremely uncomfortable in his heart.

Wei Lan on the podium was talking about a reading, and suddenly said something: "Oh, although the two boys in the picture have a good relationship, in reality, we, especially some classmates, had better not be like this. For example, holding hands or something, really don't do it, people watching it will be disgusting."

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Update.

Don't think Mr. Wei is exaggerating, and the characters have no prototypes, but this deed is based on materials.

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