Be at the same table with the rumored boss

A person's "self" is like an iceberg. What most people can see is only a small part of the surface, but a larger part of the inner world is hidden at a deeper level, invisible to others, just like an iceberg.

Cleanliness and kindness are above the surface of the water, and evil and depravity are below the surface of the water. This is Xiao Lang's "iceberg".

"Anyone would hate people with bad habits, wouldn't they? It's disgusting." If you look back at middle school, even Xiao Lang himself would find it hard to look directly at him, irritable and irritable. As for the direction of tomorrow, I obviously don't understand anything but I have to be self-righteous.

Later, he was taught right and wrong, and established his own three views. Xiao Lang hid those past memories and did not let anyone see them.

But just like a patient who has healed from a long illness, watching the scars grow and fall off, other people's unintentional glances, sarcasm or sympathy, will make Xiao Lang subconsciously want to block the place where the ugly scars are left.

Sickness can be cured, but a disabled mind is very difficult.

A drop of dirty water falls into a clear glass of water. From the outside, the glass is still full of clean water, but in reality it is not. The dirt will always exist somewhere in the water, and it is integrated with the whole glass of water.

No one really has peace of mind.

Xiao Lang's tone was a bit self-deprecating, he even thought it was good to be self-defeating, a person like him is not qualified to start over no matter where he is, "If you saw that at the beginning, I probably..."

Before finishing the four words "no exception", Xiao Lang was interrupted by a warm embrace.

Xiao Lang didn't expect Su Mianyang to make a sudden movement, so that when Su Mianyang hugged him, he froze in place, and was completely hugged and locked in his arms.

Xiao Lang subconsciously wanted to reach out and push Su Mianyang away, but his arms were so suppressed that he couldn't exert any strength at all. After a symbolic struggle, he calmed down and let Su Mianyang hug him.

Slowly feeling the warmth transmitted from the other person's body, the temperature of the place where the two people's limbs meet gradually rose, and he even felt that some places were faintly hot.

"If I could see you at that time," Su Mianyang's voice came from behind him, with an unreal misty, "I would definitely hug you like this."

"Xiao Lang, I don't think any past is embarrassing. Everyone can't choose their own origin. The wrong path is because we are still young, and there will be a long time in the future to correct it."

"I don't feel sick, I just feel distressed. I want to give you warmth and give you a hug."

"So...promise me," Su Mianyang paused, "Can you stop being an ice shooter, please? Those words hurt people's hearts, and make me feel that my efforts are useless."

Xiao Lang was silent for a long time before he uttered a "um" syllable from deep in his throat.

This is the first person who sees his embarrassment but not loathes it but also feels distressed. Xiao Lang's mood is very complicated. He showed all the scars that were hidden in front of others to Su Mianyang, and Su Mianyang asked him back: "It hurts." ?"

Xiao Lang has never been good at accepting other people's kindness, perhaps because of his experience since he was a child. Whenever he encounters other people's kindness, he will not happily accept it, but will stand in place and weigh it. On the basis of this kindness, wait Can he return the price or double the price.

If he can, he will accept it with peace of mind, and then look for the next opportunity to repay it without obvious traces. If he can't pay the price, then he will explicitly refuse it, so as not to leave himself with nothing left when he needs to repay it in the future.

In the harsh winter of Yigao for so long, even though he was afraid of the cold, he still walked alone. He didn't really enjoy a person's life, but was afraid of losing it after getting used to having someone by his side.

The winter in No. [-] Middle School is still severe, but there is someone who can always keep him warm and walk with him. This feeling is not bad.

"Okay, but I caught you boy, skipping class and going out over the wall to fall in love, right? Make a big mistake!" The dean's voice burst into Su Mianyang's ears like a thunderbolt, instantly killing him all. The mess that had been cleaned up in time shook all over the floor.

He had no choice but to let go of Xiao Lang, and stood in front of him to block, "Brat, I knew you had to turn back, and I've been guarding you here for so long, it's true. Let me go!"

"And you, do you know that the little girl should be reserved?" The teaching director glanced behind Su Mianyang, but he didn't see clearly. He didn't want to embarrass the little girl, so he could only ask Su Mianyang, "Which class is she in?"

"In the same class," Su Mianyang said, "it has nothing to do with him, we are not..."

"Impossible," the dean insisted, "With your bad grades, if there is anyone in your class who likes you, I'll shave my head."

Su Mianyang didn't feel ashamed to refute, so the dean's hair volume was no different from that of a bald head.

"Teacher," Xiao Lang took the initiative to stand up from behind Su Mianyang, "Senior Class Six, Xiao Lang."

This name was not expected by the teaching director. After all, the name of Yigao is very famous, Xiao Lang has received unanimous praise from the teachers, and there is almost nothing to fault.

The dean was stunned. Not only did he not expect that the person hugging Su Mianyang was a good student, but he also didn't expect that he was a boy. He began to think about how he would look bald, "You two are here... why don't you?"

Su Mian moved his Adam's apple, he wanted to stand up and speak, but couldn't find a good excuse for a while, so he could only look at Xiao Lang, giving him all the right to explain.

Thinking of Xiao Lang's coquettish operations during the regular holidays, this time Su Mianyang did not doubt Xiao Lang's ability to lie, and he would definitely let them pass the test safely.

Then Xiao Lang dropped three words in the burning eyes of the two, "Cold, keep warm."

"..." Su Mianyang.

"Then you guys are really inspirational," said the dean, "you have worked so hard to skip classes, and you can even overcome the cold winter months. Okay, I don't bother with you guys since the holiday is coming soon. If you two are still cold, go later. Let's run around on the playground, anyway, even class is skipped, so it's not too late."

This is the reason why the two of them are now standing in the back playground. The dean ordered a penalty run, and no one can disobey the imperial decree.

They ran slowly for two or three laps like this, and Su Mianyang felt that he had adapted to the outdoor temperature, not because the running warmed him up, but mainly because the cold wind had froze his limbs so stiff that he was unconscious.

He was very bored and wanted to talk to Xiao Lang who was running one figure ahead of him, but he didn't know what to say.

When hugging, Su Mianyang didn't think too much. When he was emotional, he couldn't control himself. After he let go of his hand, he felt that the atmosphere was not right. There was an element called embarrassment in the air between the two of them.

Su Mianyang raised his hand and pressed it to his heart, where it was still beating wildly. It didn't calm down because of the end of the physical contact with Xiao Lang, but became more and more uncontrollable as if he had been inspired.

Now he was a little worried that he was so close to Xiao Lang just now, whether his heartbeat would be heard by the other party.

"I have a question." Su Mianyang was a little surprised that Xiao Lang would be the first to break the silence.

When Xiao Lang uttered these words, he slowed down and walked in parallel with him, but his eyes did not turn to him in the slightest because of this, "I didn't have the nerve to spoil the atmosphere just now, what does the ice shooter mean?"

"Just the plant shooter in Plants vs. Zombies who spits out cold ice. Not only does it hurt the zombies, but it also causes a freezing effect and slows down the movement speed."

Su Mianyang turned to look at Xiao Lang, and said in a low voice, "What you just said is like that ice bomb, it's cold and painful."

Regarding this answer, Xiao Lang was silent for a while, "...Sorry, Mr. Zombie."

"It's better to say thank you than to say sorry." The sudden apology made Su Mianyang feel embarrassed. After all, this matter was indeed his own fault, and he still hugged Xiao Lang in front of the back wall and caused Xiao Lang to be punished with him. Whatever he thinks is his own problem.

"After all, a high school career without being punished by the teacher is not complete. You should thank brother for making your high school complete."

"To put it this way, I still hope that my life is incomplete."

"..."

Su Mianyang cleared his throat and became serious, "Xiao Lang, can I ask you a question too?"

"No, I'm single." Xiao Lang replied seriously.

"Fuck, why do you still remember this? Forget it, I didn't mean this." Suddenly, it was mentioned that night when the heartbeat sounded like a drum, and something sprouted and sprouted in the long night, scratching He felt itchy.

Su Mianyang looked away guiltily, "I want to say, why did you skip class and climb over the wall?"

"Passing by." Xiao Lang said after a moment of silence.

"Fuck, can you stop talking? You can pass by here for evening self-study and class. If you pass by another one, I'll see."

It was probably a long period of silence, so long that Su Mianyang thought that he had spoken too much and made Xiao Lang feel uncomfortable, then he heard Xiao Lang's answer.

"Because I was worried that you would be beaten and disabled. Zhang Haichao asked me why you went to the back door of the school. Lenovo guessed what you said at night, not to mention that your mobile phone could not be contacted at that time." Xiao Lang rarely explained such a long paragraph, He paused and said, "I didn't plan to go, but when I thought of the possibility, I couldn't care about anything."

Grass.

This was the first thought in Su Mianyang's mind.

He couldn't tell what kind of feeling it was, as if meeting a long-lost burning flame in the cold wind and snow, he understood that Xiao Lang tonight was different from before.

Perhaps it was because I accidentally broke the secret, the other party's words that were as cold as ice in the daytime seemed to have been scorched by such scorching heat, burning another spring stream, flowing from the tip of his heart And pass.

It may be flattered, or it may be a bright future.

There was ice running down his cheeks, Su Mianyang withdrew from his emotions, looked up and suddenly found a blank space in the night, he suddenly exclaimed: "Why are there so many white hairs in the sky at night, I have cataracts?"

"..." Xiao Lang helplessly followed Su Mianyang and looked up at the evening sky. When he saw the goose feathers flying in the sky, his eyes lit up, "It's snowing."