sunk in yesterday

After such a toss, it's not too early.

The four of them looked at the sky outside the school. The fog had cleared a little, but it was also gloomy. The sky seemed to be falling down at any moment.It is estimated that there will be a rain in the evening, so as to avoid losing the chain at a critical moment, they decided to go down the mountain to visit Hu Zimo's house early tomorrow morning.

Back at school, the sun was rising in mid-air, and the gate guard greeted them with a book, watched them go inside and closed the gate again.

"Go to the infirmary to look for bandages or something?" Xia Zhuo could still recall the scene where Uncle Yang stood in front of him, and his eyes couldn't help looking at his hand shrunk in his cuff.

Uncle Yang smiled boldly: "No, I don't feel it anymore. I said it was a minor injury, so it doesn't matter."

"It looks better tied up." Xia Zhuo said, "Isn't it because you are afraid that you will scare the flowers of the motherland when you go to the cafeteria to eat?"

Uncle Yang felt that there was some truth in what he said, so he nodded and agreed without further evasion.

After finishing the dressing, they went back to shift six with Xia Zhuo and Guan Yuzhou.

The students without a teacher watching the class seem to have passed the New Year ahead of time, and their minds have already flown to the playground. Xia Zhuo couldn't help but show pity when he thought that they had lived a life of studying hard for almost nine years, and brought another one from the office. The whole set of test papers, so they don't have to worry, just collect all the test papers and hand them to the office before the self-study tonight.

Closing the classroom door separated the wailing, and the floral skirt couldn't help laughing: "What about pity? Who can bear to do test papers from morning to night, and I won't do it if I put it on my head."

"Pity is that even if I am a fake teacher, I still have to be responsible for their studies." Xia Zhuo said sonorously, as if it was real.

Before school was over, a few people went to the cafeteria, in the name of not occupying public resources, but in fact they went to Bing Yan to ask for benefits.

Knowing that the mailbox has been put into use, Bing Yan was very happy. After recovering the key, she got into the kitchen and busily cooked out two dishes, and said, "I've made more, and I'll wait for that Hu Zimo from your class to come over after school." It’s time to decorate it for him and take it back. But I haven’t seen him in the past two days, maybe I wasn’t there when he came.”

Xia Zhuo bit his chopsticks, "How do you all know him?"

"Such a good child will hurt everyone." Bing Yan wiped her hands on the apron twice, and looked sideways mysteriously: "There is a story in it, do you want to hear it?"

It’s also good to have a show during meal time, Xia Zhuo said: “Why don’t you tell some of us?”

"It's a long story, and it has to be traced back to the beginning of the first year of high school." Bing Yan answered every question, and sat down in an empty seat among them, "One night the cafeteria door will be closed, and only Next, the little boy was here alone, and he didn’t come to eat. He just did his homework in the corner by the light. After staring at him for a long time, our aunts in the back kitchen went up and asked, why don’t you go to the dormitory to write? Huh? As a result, he faltered and said that the dormitory was not as spacious and cool as the cafeteria, so he wanted to stay a little longer. After getting to know each other well, he realized that it was not because of the temperature, but because his roommates did not allow him to go back early. Said that he is too motherly and should live in the girls' dormitory."

"Just like our high school, one or two formed cliques, and they would not let go if they caught a bully." Floral skirt complained.

"It seems to us grown-ups that it's very childish for a child to crowd out others. Naturally, it's better for him. Seeing that he is as thin as a monkey, those aunts give him supper every now and then, saying that he studied so late. I have to improve my brain, and I don’t charge money.” Bing Yan didn’t look too old, and she thought she was in a relationship with the aunt, “As a result, he came to the cafeteria every Sunday afternoon to help out during the rest time. After the end of the year, I have done a lot of chores like washing pots and dishes. At first, we would tell him not to waste time, and persuade him to go back to rest or write some questions when he has time, but he insisted on coming, and he said a very mature sentence."

"What?"

"He said that his father taught him since he was a child that he should keep in mind when receiving favors from others. He should not take it for granted just because he is weak or has many times. If there is gratitude in his heart, he must transform this gratitude into help within his ability. The world is so big, There will always be someone weaker than you."

Xia Zhuo was very pleased: "It is indeed like what his father taught him."

Bing Yan: "So, if he comes tonight, give him some hot and cold food to warm his stomach."

I'm afraid I won't be able to come.

No one said this, and a few people asked some questions, and left after eating casually.

It was getting dark early, and there were a few scattered stars hanging in the sky. Xia Zhuo recognized the position of Polaris, and stared at it for a few seconds, "It's so bright."

Uncle Yang followed his gaze and said, "Its brightness is more than 1000 times that of the sun."

Floral skirt: "But I remember that it is not the brightest one in the whole star, and it is quite low in the ranking."

"But it doesn't move all the year round, doesn't it seem like other constellations revolve around it?" Xia Zhuo thought for a while, and created an idiom: "This is called the stars holding the stars."

"Hahaha." Uncle Yang replied, "Indeed, those of us who often do outdoor activities rely on it to tell the direction."

A few people chatted a few words.

"Hey, are those people reporters?" The floral skirt sharply saw a few people approaching with camera equipment, "Are they here tonight?"

"Most likely the school entertained them in advance." Xia Zhuo didn't bother to guess, "The principal wished they would write more good things. Yesterday, he asked Bing Yan to go down the mountain to purchase and toss about the mailbox, all to deal with these people."

There are still quite a few reporters, and I'm afraid they were allocated from different newspapers.I feel that there is nothing to write in the school report, one or two are lazy and have no energy.

Now none of them expected that this trip would really bring them quite a surprise.

Not wanting to meet them head-on, the four tacitly quickened their pace, skipped work early and went back to the dormitory to rest.

"Leave at six o'clock tomorrow."

When we parted at the stairs, Guan Yuzhou set a meeting time for the last day.

"Leaving so early?" Uncle Yang said before it was time for self-study, "Are you in a hurry? If you are in a hurry, it's okay to go earlier."

"This is just right." Guan Yuzhou looked out the window: "I asked Bing Yan just now that Uncle Li will go up the mountain to collect scraps on even-numbered days every week and then go down the mountain to sell them. The time when he arrives at the mountain is about six o'clock, and he will go back at six o'clock in the evening. So we borrowed his car early in the morning and brought Hu Zimo's parents up before six o'clock in the evening, just in time for the school's Christmas Eve activities."

There was no objection to his proposal, and the four of them temporarily separated.

Closing the door, Xia Zhuo felt unprecedented ease.Thinking about spending so much time on the road tomorrow, he declared, "I'm going to take a hot bath to relax."

"Well, let's go." Guan Yuzhou habitually kissed his forehead, then went to the bed and picked up a book from the table, intending to pass the time while Xia Zhuo took a bath.

This book existed in the original dormitory, and it was called "A Day in the Life of Luo Sifu".As soon as I turned to the label position, I saw Xia Zhuo's hairy head protruding from the bathroom, looking at him furiously.

"Mr. Guan, do you want to wash together?"

Guan Yuzhou raised his eyebrows: "In dreams, do you still pay attention to saving water?"

Xia Zhuo grabbed the clothes on his chest and said shyly, "I'm afraid you'll be cold if you wash it alone, I just want to warm you~"

Guan Yuzhou shook his head helplessly, Xia Zhuo really felt uncomfortable if he didn't hook him up when he was free.

Seeing his refusal, Xia Zhuo snorted, and retracted angrily: "If you don't come now, you will be frozen to death!"

Not long after, the song of letting go of oneself came from behind a thin layer of door panels.

Guan Yuzhou's eyes were on the clear lines of words, and he couldn't turn a page back for a long time.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, Xia Zhuo crawled into the bed covered in heat, he propped his head and smiled suddenly.

Xia Zhuo's tune hadn't stopped, when he heard a short laughter from the side, he turned his head wonderingly: "What are you laughing at?"

"I thought of a joke."

Xia Zhuo was curious: "What joke?"

Guan Yuzhou closed the book, put it back on the bedside table, and said: "There is a family who has a child who can cry very much. Every day when he wakes up in the middle of the night, he cries once. The neighbors are unbearable. One of them came to the door and asked her not to beat the child in the middle of the night. The parents were also very depressed when they closed the door. The mother thought that it was not her beating the child, but the child was going to make a fuss. What should I do? She had to hold her in her arms Coax, tell the child, mom will sing you a song, don't cry."

"and then?"

"Then it was also quite miraculous. The child stopped crying as soon as the singing sounded. Not long after, the neighbor knocked on the door again. As soon as the door opened, several people stood outside and said to her humbly: Stop singing, you Let your child cry."

"Hahahahaha! This is how ugly the singing is."

Xia Zhuo laughed so hard that she rolled into Guan Yuzhou's arms, with a smile still on her face, when she heard Guan Yuzhou's gentle voice above her head.

"Mother, how many more words will you sing?"

Xia Zhuo: "Huh?"

Xia Zhuo: "..."

Hold.

Xia Zhuo jumped up, trying to strangle him to death: "Are you the one who beat around the bush and said that my singing is ugly!"

Afraid that he would fall off the bed if he moved too much, Guan Yuzhou hurriedly supported his waist, "It's very nice."

Xia Zhuo bit his face, "It's too fake to deny it now!"

"hiss--"

"Don't pretend, I'm very soft on my lips."

"I've been seen through." Guan Yuzhou chuckled, turning over and pressing him under him.

The not-so-good bed board in the school dormitory made a "bang", and Xia Zhuo wailed: "It hurts! This bed is too hard."

Guan Yuzhou let go: "I hit it?"

Xia Zhuochu pointed at her waist pitifully, "Look for yourself, I am so delicate, I must be green."

Guan Yuzhou was dubious, lowered his head and lifted his clothes.There was only a piece of smooth skin in his eyes, and he heard a familiar smirk next to his ear, Xia Zhuo rolled to the right with his waist in his arms, and the whole person rode on him.

"Hee hee, I'm also pretending." Xia Zhuo was very proud of his current position.

It was him in Guan Yuzhou's eyes, but the fair skin he saw just now flashed in his mind.Xia Zhuo was getting more and more embarrassing, poking his fingers dishonestly on his chest: "Let you say that my singing is ugly, you are finished, I decided to sing to you every day in the future, so that you will suffer from the erosion of noise."

Guan Yuzhou pinched him: "The bed is hard?"

Xia Zhuo froze for a moment, he stepped on both sides of his legs apart, without shoes on his feet, and stepped on the sheets on both sides without any burden, which also caused his body and Guan Yuzhou to touch each other without any gap at this time.

Feeling that something was wrong, he quickly said: "You let me down first, the quilt is about to fall."

Guan Yuzhou didn't let go, but pressed his waist even tighter, as if he wanted him to compare and give an answer.

"It's not as hard as you, you win and you win!" Xia Zhuo yelled: "I admit that I sing badly! You are right, I have eyes but don't know Mount Tai. You are a gentleman, don't be as knowledgeable as me!"

He babbled a lot of words begging for mercy, Guan Yuzhou looked at him leisurely: "I'm not a gentleman."

"You are, I said you are, you must be!" Xia Zhuo reached out and made a gesture of crowning him.

Guan Yuzhou: "I'm a villain."

Xia Zhuo: "..."

Guan Yuzhou reached for the bedside lamp and dimmed the dazzling light: "Are you finished relaxing? It's my turn."

Xia Zhuo: "QAQ."

Guan Yuzhou: "We can take a bath together after we're done, don't you want to be with me?"

Xia Zhuo shook his head like a rattle.

Guan Yuzhou: "Don't think about it again?"

Xia Zhuo nodded desperately: "Don't think about it, don't think about it."

Guan Yuzhou: "It's late, I thought about it."

Xia Zhuo: "..."

Four or ten minutes later, Guan Yuzhou went to take a bath in his arms and got his wish.

Xia Zhuo was so ashamed that her fingernails turned red, she closed her eyes and pretended to be dizzy.

Guan Yuzhou had the upper hand this time, and he was in a good mood at the moment, and he hugged him in his arms after returning to the bed.

Xia Zhuo gasped softly: "It hurts to death."

Guan Yuzhou stretched his hand into the clothes he had just put on, "Let me see if there is any bleeding."

Xia Zhuo was so angry that he was struggling to fight him, but Guan Yuzhou hugged him and did not let go.The two rolled around on the bed several times, and when Xia Zhuo's last bit of strength was exhausted, Guan Yuzhou smiled and kissed him, "Hey, don't make trouble, go to bed early."

Xia Zhuo lowered her head, her voice was hoarse: "I'm still angry, I can't sleep if you don't coax me."

Guan Yuzhou thought for a while: "You sound much better than singing."

Xia Zhuo: "..."

Is there anyone like you to coax people!