delicate flowers and weeds

No one has cared about Xu Duanhong since his father died. The sisters only pay attention to the movements of the rich and visit endless beauty parlors. No one pays attention to the child's health, let alone whether the child is happy. It is enough for him to live, but no one cares how he lives.

When he was young, he longed for the kindness of others, like a flower that is eager to grow in the corner. It only needs a little gentle kindness to bloom vigorously. Sister flowers are not short of his food. Whether it is school or clothes, he chooses the best for him. They raised him in order to prepare a way out for themselves, but a little more warmth turned out to be stingy.

So he survived the long blank years alone, walking dead, his soul ashen, and finally realized the truth that "so one can live alone", and he no longer extravagantly paid attention to others.

It wasn't until Miss Tang Xing pried open a crack around his dark fortress with a strong posture behind him, that Xu Duanhong realized how hard and fragile the fortress he made of the coldness he squeezed out of his whole body was.

After the fight, Xu Duanhong and a group of "students involved" were called to the student office. "Maitreya Buddha" was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, and said loudly that "this is one of the worst incidents this semester."At this time, the method of punishing people by the most "cloudy and changeable" dean of No. [-] Middle School had begun to emerge at this time.He paced back and forth and decided the fate of this group of students with a final slap on the head.

"Maitreya Buddha" said: "I don't want you to write a self-criticism. If you really know that something is wrong, it doesn't matter whether you write it or not. If you don't know that it is wrong, it is a waste of paper if you write it."

The few teenagers who did the work showed secret joy, but Xu Duanhong, who stood at the back, twitched his forehead twice, feeling as if some "big move" was about to usher in the next second.

Sure enough, the "big trick" came, and "Maitreya Buddha" bent down and rummaged through the drawer, finally took out a stack of test papers, patted them in his hands, and smiled: "The teacher thinks that the students The purpose of coming to school is to study, and energy should be spent on study. Since you have the time and energy to pick fights, it means that the school does not give you enough homework."

"Teaching students in accordance with their aptitude is the duty of a teacher. Since you have more energy than other students, I must take good care of you. From today onwards, you will come to me every day to get an extra paper. Leave it to me the next day. Our No. [-] Middle School starts at [-] o'clock, and you have to come half an hour earlier than others, and take turns to clean up. The location is in the gymnasium where you gather to fight. I will check from time to time, and the specific supervision will be handled by… ..."

Tang Xing stood in the office with a dizzy head, she paced with great care and approached the gate a little bit, and she was about to escape successfully, but she was called out suddenly.

"Maitreya Buddha" said: "...Tang Xing will be in charge... From now on, you will go to her every day to collect the papers, and then hand them to her. Tang Xing, don't run, come here, if you check their error rate in the future It’s too high, or several people’s answers are wrong, don’t tell me, the test paper will be doubled that day…”

It's been too long since what happened next, Tang Xing has blurred his memory and can't think clearly.She vaguely remembered arguing with "Maitreya Buddha", not wanting to take on such a thankless job, but she finally agreed; or in fact, she didn't protest at all, she just agreed on the surface, but she was secretly thinking about what to do. paddling.

She only remembered that after "Maitreya Buddha" finished saying this, Xu Duanhong suddenly raised his eyes to look at her, those eyes were cold and contradictory, just when the sun was shining on his face, making this rebellious and cold boy For a moment, it seemed a little gentle and soft, just like this, facing the light, looking straight at it, this line of sight pierces through the years, shining brightly in the long and boundless galaxy of memory, as if after so many years, Tang Xing will still think of that picture .

Where did the group of students who gathered to fight at that time have the material to study?

In those days, good students didn't fight, and poor students didn't study. It was as if there was a boundary between Chu and Han rivers that separated them, and they each held their heads in their own camps. Xu Duanhong broke this boundary.

This person is capable of both literary and military skills. In ancient times, he was definitely a general on the emperor's cusp.At that time, he had just transferred to another school and his grades were not outstanding. Tang Xing was the first person in the No. [-] Middle School to discover that he was both civil and military.

From that day on, the eldest lady took on the "heavy task" of supervising a group of naughty students to hand in the papers. Those students all racked their brains, jumped up and down, and used their housekeeping skills, looking for gunmen and buying answers. Tang Xing hits the front.Xu Duanhong was the most calm and open person among them. Every morning at [-] o'clock, he went to the Tang constellation seat to hand in the papers. He was always the first person to hand in the papers.

Their earliest communication also started from papers.

The test papers given by "Maitreya Buddha" contain a lot of wild tricks, not the traditional school question bank. There are many twists and turns in it, which are designed to be difficult, but Xu Duanhong accepts them all according to the order, and the standard ones seem to be copied. Tang Xing corrected the answer once a week and handed it over to "Maitreya Buddha" before the Friday holiday. When she corrected for the first time, she was astonished. She couldn't help but sketched on Xu Duanhong's paper, and then wrote a sentence in a flash of her brain: " You are such a beautiful woman, how can you be a thief."

By the time he reacted, it was already too late.

Tang Xing patted his head, looked at the red pen in his hand, subconsciously wanted to scribble out the sentence, and felt that his actions were superfluous and meaningless, and he was a little embarrassed for a while.

What's even more embarrassing is that next Monday's paper is a Chinese paper, and the last composition is about dreams. Xu Duanhong wrote a modern long poem, which is very young and straightforward. The ending is: "If I can have freedom, I am willing to be a thief .”

This is Xu Duanhong's biggest dream in his youth, and it is also a response to the phrase "how can I be a thief".

This may be a beginning, with the dazedness of a girl and the contradictions of a teenager. It may not be as good as the beginning of love in all novels, but something has begun.

Tang Xing and Xu Duanhong began to communicate in a secret and indifferent way. The communication tool was the test paper. Xu Duanhong still handed in the test paper before coming to the class, and Tang Xing would make a reply on it. At first, it was only the language paper. A few secret words, and at the end, they will even put a note in the paper. They talk about poetry and literature, and imagine the present and future. This way is romantic and hidden, so that no one in the first middle school knows that the eldest lady and the transfer student are gradually getting acquainted with each other in private. stand up.

One day, Tang Xing arrived at school very early because of the student union, before dawn, when she passed by the school playground, she saw Xu Duanhong running against the wind in the morning. You can get rid of all the unsatisfactory things in reality.

They seemed to get acquainted with each other naturally, Xu Duanhong stopped and said hello.

Tang Xing smiled and said, "Get up so early? The monthly exam is coming soon. How are you preparing?"

In the "Gravity" bar, the crowd was constantly flowing and noisy. Fei Cao walked through the crowd with a glass of water in his hand, but this time, he was wearing ordinary clothes.

Ever since he promised Xiaojiaohua not to come to the bar again, Fei Cao resolutely handed in his resignation letter. Later, the boss approached him many times. After all, this employee is agile and good-looking, and less than half of the customers are attracted by the face of this waiter. here.After Fei Cao resigned, the number of customers visible to the naked eye has dropped a lot.

The boss shuddered twice with heartache, and even gritted his teeth and increased the hourly wages, but no matter what he said, Fei Cao had no intention of coming back.

This time the boss called again: "Hey, Xiaofei, we've known each other for so many years... just help me..."

Fei Cao refused lightly, and when he was about to hang up, he heard a familiar voice in the background of the boss's phone, so he turned around and said, "No, boss, I'm focusing on my studies now, so I can't go to your bar anymore It's time to go to work. But you did 'help' me a lot, I'll go over and see if it's okay..."

The boss was overjoyed: "Okay, okay, Xiaofei, I knew you were a good boy who valued love and righteousness..."

In fact, what I was thinking in my heart was: "It doesn't matter if you help or not, as long as you come to the bar, hey, that's right... I have to hurry up and send messages to some old customers who came here for Xiaofei..."

After Fei Cao arrived at the bar, she briefly exchanged a few polite words with the boss, but couldn't understand what the other party said, so she just flipped through the order paper at the front desk, and interrupted the boss's words with frowned eyebrows: "I have something to do, so I'm leaving first. "

Then poured a glass of boiled water at the front desk and left.

Fei Cao went upstairs familiarly, came to a private room and knocked on the door with her fingers, but there was no movement in the private room, so Fei Cao pushed the door and walked in.

The private room is full of colorful lights, all neon lights, the brightness is not high, the coffee table is already full of wine bottles, but the owner of the private room doesn't care about the visitors, just murmurs: "Where's the wine? Why is there no wine?"

He is Xu Duanhong.

When he was an adult, he was a sharp and unrestrained head teacher who was not easy to get close to. When he was a teenager, he was a transfer student who was lonely and arrogant.

And no matter what kind of Xu Duanhong, it's hard to associate him with this decadent man who drank his sorrows away.

Fei Cao walked in and handed him the water: "Teacher Xu, be more sober."

At that time, he faintly heard a familiar voice during the call with the boss, and when he came to the bar, he even saw a person who ordered "Mr. Xu" on the private room order at the front desk, so he understood.

Fei Cao is not a nosy person, on the contrary, he has a cold personality, and the pain of life and death of others does not cause any ripples to him, but the matter of Xu Duanhong and Tang Xing makes him very concerned.

He is not Tanghua, he thinks more and further: the main reason why Tangxing and Xu Duanhong separated back then must be the resistance of the Tang family, and if this point is not clarified, it is difficult to guarantee that the same resistance will happen between him and Tanghua. body.

Xu Duanhong opened his eyes in a daze, and finally confirmed the identity of the person in front of him. He took a sip of water, instinctively remembered his teacher's identity, and tried his best to maintain his image in front of the students: "Fei Cao...is classmate Fei Cao, How did you come……"

If Fei Cao is willing, he can make anyone open up their hearts in front of him and seduce people's hearts. He took every step of the way and chatted with Xu Duanhong for a while.Firstly, the other party was drunk, and secondly, the person in front of him was his student, so he quickly let go of his guard.

At the end, Fei Cao asked: "Mr. Xu, can you tell me about your relationship with Tang Xing back then?"