His baby is reborn

There was a neat reading sound coming from behind, Xing Ke looked at the hard-hearted head teacher in front of him, and there was no wave in his dark eyes.

The answer is almost ready to come out from his expression -

He doesn't want to look.

It's not that I haven't been moved.

When Mr. and Mrs. Hu enlightened him; when Xu Zhuo said that he would find hope from books with him;

But then what?Then what is he going to do?

The vast majority of children at this age want to get high scores and enter prestigious schools because their parents are constantly nurturing and expecting them.

But Xing Ke didn't have these.

He grew up alone. □□When I was working, I slept in the open, was bullied, and was plotted against.

Carefree life and great dreams are too far away for him, he is not interested in these anymore.

He just wants a lot of money, and Xu Zhuo who will never leave him.

No matter how big the world is beyond Xinghuayuan and Linxi City, there is no place he wants to anchor.

Unless one day Xu Zhuo leaves him, Xing Ke doesn't want to go anywhere.

...Of course, the day when Xu Zhuo will leave him is not far away.

But at least not now.

Zhou Li's persuasion failed.

When Xing Ke returned to class, Xu Zhuo was patrolling the class—today it was the deputy class's turn to cooperate with the class representative to host the morning reading.

Although it was late, Xu Zhuo looked quite human.Walking down the aisle of the class with a book in hand, it has the majesty of the class leader.

When Xing Ke came in, he didn't raise his eyes, as if he didn't see it.But deliberately passed by the other party, bumped into Xing Ke, and then said something in a very low voice.

"What did Lao Zhou tell you?"

Xing Ke's schoolbag was knocked crooked before he put it down.Xing Ke took advantage of the opportunity to let the heavy schoolbag fall, and then reached out to catch it, just like that "unconsciously" touched Xu Zhuo's hand.

The skin is delicate and smooth, and the touch is the same as imagined.But it's already a little strange, because I haven't touched it for a long time.

Xing Ke lowered his eyelashes.

Everyone has a home and is attached to home.Home theory should not change, it will always be there.

But the "home" that Xing Ke has and is attached to may change, may belong to others, and may disappear.

Perhaps it was the uneasiness born of this consciousness that Xing Ke couldn't help but want to hold him tighter.

Only then did such an unreasonable dream come into being last night.

Wei Lan once said that it is impossible for a child like him to grow up in a normal direction in the future, but Xing Ke never took it seriously.

But after waking up this morning, he believed that he was indeed not a normal person.

Xing Ke was silent for half a second, and answered the wrong question, "Why are your hands so cold?"

Xu Zhuo: "Huh?"

Xu Zhuo found that after reading that morning, Xing Ke became not quite right.

When he just left Xinghuayuan, although Xing Ke didn't speak, it wasn't wrong, it was normal.

After all, unlike the countless behavior patterns extended by ordinary people under the joy, anger, sorrow and joy, Xing Ke only has two types, one is willing to speak, and the other is not willing to speak.

In the morning, I just didn't want to talk. Maybe the reason is that today's sunrise is not red enough.So Xu Zhuo didn't take it to heart.

But since the morning reading ended that day, Xing Ke has entered a very strange state.

As if he was competing with himself, he would never let himself go.

The problems he solved were more difficult than usual, and when he went to discuss things with Lao Cao, he was more serious than usual. Xu Zhuo even saw with his own eyes that when he was sharpening the pencil, he had to start over because the angle of the pen tip was slightly damaged, and finally it was just like this Half a pencil wasted.

--Xu Zhuo has already started using mechanical pencils, but Xing Ke has not. The act of sharpening pencils can help him concentrate. He hates mechanical pencils.

These are not important, what is important is Xing Ke's changes.

After much deliberation, Xu Zhuo felt that it could only be the conversation between Zhou Li and him that morning.

However, Xing Ke didn't want to say it, and Xu Zhuo couldn't ask Zhou Li directly.

What teacher would tell a student about a conversation he had with another classmate?This is impossible.

But when Xu Zhuo was in trouble, Zhou Li took the initiative to find him.

The author has something to say:

There are only so many today... The low output recently is because the author woke up with four chilblains on his hands, and seriously suspected that he sleepwalked at night and inserted his hands into the snow == in pain

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